You have to believe that I am really a white lotus

It was the time when the autumn heat was still in the air, and Fang Qingshi was carrying a bag of dried octopus weighing twenty to thirty catties. Beads of sweat rolled off his head, and the clothes around his neck were soaked in the heat.The younger brother was holding slices of red bean curd on a small bamboo stick, and yelled to go to the shop to play while eating. Didn't pay attention and really ran away.

Lian Nianchu, as if he had eyes behind his back, stretched out his hand to pick up the sack from the shoulder of the predestined person, took out the last 100 yuan and handed it to him: "Okay, okay, take the child to eat a popsicle, and go buy your books. I'm rubbing the air conditioner in the bookstore. I'm probably going to sell it until dinner at night, and then come to me again."

Fang Qingshi said embarrassedly: "It's okay, I'll let Qing Chun'er take Qing Tian to read, I'll accompany you."

His younger brother rushed over to snatch the money away, and said with a smile on his face, "I'll go buy popsicles for you, brother, just stay with Uncle Bai!"

For the first time, Lian Nianchu felt the wink from the bear boy, and felt refreshed while carrying a pile of sacks, and asked with a smile, "How do you know that uncle's surname is Bai?"

Fang Qingtian rolled her eyes and said slyly, "Because you are dressed in white, uncle, and you look very white!"

Good boy, wink, turn around and uncle sold money to buy you a sack of exercise books and papers!Lian Nianchu nodded happily to Fang Qingshi: "Let them go, I still have some change in my pocket, you can take it to buy some iced drinks or something, pay attention to replenishing water in hot weather."

Fang Qingshi had the guts to dig out his pocket, took out a bag of change and gave it to his younger sister, asking her to take him to buy books, while he bought a bottle of ice soda from a roadside drink stand, put a straw in it and handed it to Lian Nianchu's lips .

It is indeed the reincarnation of Brother Yue, who is also so considerate.Lian Nianchu looked at the soda bottle handed to him, looked at the younger brother of the Fang family, and said softly, "Drink it, I'm a fairy, I don't feel tired at all carrying these things, and I'm not afraid of the heat."

Fang Qingshi was chasing him half-walking and half-running with a bottle of soda, surrounded by the noise of speeding cars, such a clear and shallow voice should have been easy to ignore, but it stuck into his brain so clearly.

It didn't come from the ears, but it was like a voice that came out of my heart.

The child who grew up in the mountains trembled his wrist, and almost spilled half of the bottle of soda, but the splashed water gathered like a slow motion reverse, and was refilled back into the bottle.His throat also made a dry swallowing sound in response to the sound of the water falling.

In broad daylight, he met Da Xian'er?His surname is Bai, and he is dressed in white... Could it be Immortal Bai?Is the person in the wheelchair also a great immortal?By the way, the one in the wheelchair has legs and can't walk, and still sits in a green wheelchair made of stone. Is it Liu Daxian who is with Bai Daxian?

The old people in the village often tell the stories of Hu Huangbai Liuhui and several great immortals. Could it be that he just met one?Then he put Liu Daxian in the house, and brought his siblings and Bai Daxian out to buy things, nothing will happen to him, right?

The more he thought about it, the more beads of sweat on his forehead became thicker, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they gradually slowed down.Lian Nianchu saw that he seemed unable to walk anymore, so he persuaded him: "You go to the next shop to rest, I can go there by myself, I will find you later."

No no no, don't be superstitious!Those just now might be his own hallucinations. If he is really a great immortal, why would he rent a minibus to go up the mountain? Shouldn't he be living in the mountain?And he looks so handsome, he is clearly from a big city, the legendary Bai Daxian is an old lady.

Fang Qingshi tried his best to walk forward, holding a cold drink bottle and asked: "Mr. Bai, what are you doing? We are ordinary people from the mountains, we don't understand anything, and we can't walk like you city people. All the way..."

Lian Nianchu smiled, and replied in his mind: "Didn't I just say that I am a god. Because you are destined to be my believer, I drove thousands of miles from Shangjing to come here." Looking for you."

"But I'm just an ordinary person..." Fang Qingshi touched the bottle and said helplessly, "I can't say a word, and I can't chant mantras and burn incense. I can't pass on your teaching?"

You don’t need to preach, as long as you believe in me yourself.

The long road has come to an end at this time, and when you turn around, you can see the stalls of the farmers market.Lian Nianchu saw an unoccupied empty seat, strode over and threw the sack on the ground, took out a snow-white tablecloth from a sack, spread it out.

The other stalls are covered with colorful doilies, and theirs is all white from the stall owner to the wrapping cloth, which is really conspicuous.

Soon someone came up and asked Lian Nianchu what he was selling, but he was not in a hurry to solicit business, but took out two snow-white folding plastic stools, sat on one for himself, and threw the other to Fang Qingshi.That sack was like a black hole. After digging out the stool, you could pull out the rope and scissors, and then from the log pier to the machete, from the electronic scale to the change box. Except that there was no money, there were many other things.

There are more and more people watching on the side of the road, and people farther away can't help but crane their necks to look over.Lian Nianchu finally took out a wet tissue and wiped his hands before opening a few sacks.

Dried translucent octopus slices are exposed at the mouth of the sack, fat and tender osmanthus duck, large pieces of deep-sea fish smoked slightly yellow, ham with oily yellow on the back, dark red lean meat, and a beautiful pipa, and a bag of Without any processing, the meat color is pale pink mixed with bright white ribs.

Large pieces of meat are placed in a row on the white tablecloth, and some aunts who visit the vegetable market come to pick them.Lian Nianchu picked up a ball of nylon rope as thick as a little finger, wrapped it around the trees on both sides, straightened it, and cut out a few short pieces with small scissors, and hung the ham and fat duck as smooth and moist as stone sculptures in the air.The smoked fish and octopus slices were also laid out on the tablecloth respectively. The three colors of red, white and yellow are delicate and vivid. They are not the kind of eye-catching beauty, but they are the colors that can most evoke the good taste in people's memory.

There are also many meat and seafood sellers on the street, but this is the only one with such bright colors and such good quality meat.The aunts who had been watching for a long time immediately touched the meat and dried octopus and asked him how to sell them.

When Lian Nianchu was laying the stall just now, he poked out his consciousness to look around the surrounding stalls and shops, wrote down the prices and weight units of vegetables in this world, and then compared the quality of these goods to himself, calm down. Highest price: "rib ribs 55 a catty, whole ham 98 a catty, light-dried octopus slices 70, smoked deep-sea fish 128 a catty, sweet-scented osmanthus duck 35 a catty."

The aunt who squatted on the ground to pick the meat stood up all of a sudden, and yelled dissatisfiedly: "How can there be such expensive meat? Someone else's ribs are only 26 catties. You are trying to steal money! And this ham, I only bought it in the market for 55 a catty... What kind of fish is this fish, it is even more expensive than the one in the sashimi shop..."

Lian Nianchu tapped two hams, suppressed everyone's voices, and asked coldly like a teacher questioning a child who is not studying hard: "Can the original ecological fresh free-range wild pigs be the same as ordinary pigs? But the real wild boars that grew up eating acorns and fruits have sufficient hemoglobin in their muscles and elastic meat fibers. They are all live meat that has run out, and they are not the same thing as domestic pigs squatting out of a farm!

"Look at this ham again! It's really smoked by the farmer himself. It's a freshly slaughtered wild boar last winter. The leg meat is strong and strong. After salting, it's smoked and dried with pine branches in the mountains—" He suddenly shook his left hand holding the ham, pointing to it. Fang Qingshi: "If you don't believe me, just ask the kid next to me. He is from Dazhi Village, Fengxian County. The village is in the dense forest of Laoshan. These hams are all handmade by their farmers. Preservatives and artificial flavors are all picked by him, and there is nothing bad!"

Fang Qingshi's clothes are very simple, even a little shabby, it looks like he came from the countryside.Auntie saw that the child was more friendly than Lian Nianchu, and asked him what kind of pig this pig was, how to make ham, and why he dared to sell it so expensive.

Fang Qingshi was about to cry—their family could raise a total of two pigs a year, and they sold them for money during the Chinese New Year. The family couldn't afford to kill them, let alone made ham.Although this Great Immortal Bai is the Immortal of the Family, but his words are too vague, he can't handle it!

While he was in a hurry, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in his mind, teaching him how to deal with the problems of the aunts.He slowly followed the voice. From the stuttering at the beginning, it gradually became smoother, and his face was no longer red. Even he himself felt like he had cooked ham himself.The uncles and aunts around listened with great interest, and felt that this simple young man was more credible than Lian Nianchu, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes and demanded high prices with his mouth open.

An aunt even said: "I see you are so honest, young man, give me a piece of ribs to try! If the stew is not as good as the one I bought in the market, I will come to you!"

He nodded excitedly, looked at Lian Nianchu relyingly, and called out, "Bai..."

Both Daxian Bai and Mr. Bai were not suitable, so he simply called the teacher according to the local custom and asked him to weigh the meat for the aunt.

That piece of ribs weighed about two catties, a total of 154 yuan. The aunt had no change on her body, and they didn't have any change. Even Nianchu wiped off four pieces of change and gave the money to Fang Qingshi, asking him to find a place to change it. small change.

Fang Qingshi usually sets up a stall in the county to sell some dried vegetables at home, and they usually sell them for a few yuan or a dozen yuan. It is not bad if they can save more than 100 yuan a day, but now they sell so much money at once... …

Holding two thin banknotes tightly, he rushed to the bank on the other side of the road to exchange change, and then ran back with a wad of thick change, panting with exhaustion, the thin T-shirt on the front and back Wet a large piece.

When I got back to the stall, the people around had already gathered several layers, and there were two less ducks hanging on the rope. It seemed that the business was quite good.He was worried that he queued for too long and delayed Lian Nianchu's change, so he tried his best to squeeze in. Fortunately, he was not too tall and thin, so he quickly squeezed into the inner layer.

Even Nianchu didn't even look at him, he was still loudly promoting these pure natural and pollution-free game, and sold him again by the way: "These mountain products are usually sold by the villagers in the county. Selling it in the city, you can’t see such a fresh thing in the provincial capital. This time, this kid was admitted to a university in Beijing—”

Fang Qingshi was feeling guilty when he heard that he could weave up to heaven and earth, so he stretched out a hand from behind his neck and lifted him up, scaring him so much that he thought he was being arrested by the city management.Fortunately, in the next second Lian Nianchu's not-so-subtle but reassuring voice rang out: "The whole village is going to collect tuition fees for college students and sell all the things for the New Year. there is none left!"

He let out a sigh of relief, looked at Lian Nianchu anxiously, thinking desperately "I didn't get into college", hoping that he could hear his own voice.

The aunts and old ladies next to him asked him curiously, "Which university did you get into?" "How many points did you get?" "Which high school did you get?"He felt as if someone had peeled his skin and hung it here. He was ashamed and uncomfortable, and his eye circles were red.

Lian Nianchu's hands were full of oil, so it was not easy to pat him on the head, so he sighed, squeezed out a sad face and replied for him: "It's just down below at Fengxian Middle School, and I'm his teacher. This kid's family is poor, and his parents They have all gone to work, and there are three younger siblings who are taken care of by him, and it is difficult to collect tuition fees! I only found out that they are in such a difficult situation when I visited the house last time. If the villagers are required to collect college tuition fees, can teachers try to help? I So I rented a car to take their brothers into the city, and it happened that some relatives abroad sent freshly dried large dried octopus and smoked sea fish, and sold them together to help him pay for his tuition.”

Seeing Fang Qingshi's sweaty and honest appearance, the elders and aunts around were full of sympathy, so they bought some not-too-expensive ribs and ducks that they could eat and cook.

After two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the shoppers gradually dispersed, and almost all the vegetable and fish stalls on both sides were closed, except for some clothes and CDs.They also sold [-] catties of wild boar pork, [-] and a half osmanthus ducks, octopus fillets in twos and threes, a total of two catties and six taels, and only one piece of smoked fish. It weighs more than a catty, but no one wants the whole ham.

These octopus and fish meat are deep-sea meat with spiritual energy. If they are sold here, they will make life easier for those who are destined. If they can’t be sold back, they can be sold more appropriately when they are brought back to Yun’an Great World, so they are not in a hurry to sell them.

"Ribs are 935, duck is 1470, octopus slices are 182, smoked fish is 143... It's only 2730 at noon, which is nothing compared to when I opened the online shop..." Lian Nianchu twisted the money and looked at the leftovers on the stall. Fish, meat, and an untouched ham among the trees, sighed softly: "No, I have to find a way. Qingshi, please look at the stall first, and I'll go get something."

Fang Qingshi responded in a low voice, a large amount of money was suddenly stuffed into his hand, his eyes widened nervously, and he quickly waved his hands back and stuffed it back: "No, no, Teacher Bai, this is too much money, I'm afraid to give it to you." lost!"

Lian Nianchu smiled lightly and said: "In broad daylight, there are so many people, what's wrong with it, you can take it if you let me. This money is nothing, I will come back in a while, and process these things. At night We can sell more."