Daoist, I am married

"Boss, come here for a full moon and a glass jadeite." Jin Ze took out the money and said.

"Okay, sir, take it and walk slowly. Biscuits, freshly baked biscuits..."

Jin Ze held a skewer in one hand and two palm-sized sesame seed cakes in the other, not knowing what to eat.

Then he decided to eat together.

Take a bite of the small whitebait, it's not bad, it's extremely crispy, the meat is tender and delicious.

Take a bite of the biscuits, the skin is really thin, and it's full of stuffing after one bite.

It's just: "The flowers are beautiful and the moon is full? Glass jadeite?"

Kanazawa looked at the tofu carrot in the pancake in disbelief, then took a bite of another.

"Bah!" Jin Ze spat out the cake in his mouth to the side of the road, it turned out to be the celery he hates the most!

What a flower, full moon, glazed emerald.

Jin Ze looked at the pancake in his hand and was a little disappointed. You know, he had already eaten the leaves of green vegetables all night.

However, it smelled delicious, and Jinze took another bite of the tofu, mixed with tiny carrots, which turned out to be a bit sweet.

Take another bite of skewers, the combination of meat and vegetables is perfect.

After eating, drinking and shopping for half a street, some people were begging on the side of the road, yelling pitiful words.

Jin Ze looked at the beggar who was begging on the side of the road. He was not very old, he was still a child.I thought of Shu Sheng for some reason, and I didn't know what happened to him.

Thinking that he put down the big and small bags, touched his body, he wanted to give the beggar some money, but he touched and touched, where is the purse?

Before he went out, in order to prevent encountering thieves, he put several money bags all over his body, but now, there is no one?

The beggar watched the person in front of him touch and touch his body, his eyes gradually changed from joy and expectation to disappointment.

Looking at the beggar's appearance, Jin Ze felt very guilty, thought for a while and knelt down and said, "This, if you don't dislike it..."

Jin Ze held up the "Liu Li Jade" biscuits that he took a bite of. He really couldn't bear the smell and never ate it.

Beggar reached out and took it: "Thank you, young master."

Jin Ze nodded: "Sorry."

Holding the big bag and small bag, he got up slumped, his small goal stopped at the second one, and he could only go back home.

A white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, Jin Ze thought he was dazzled and froze in place.

But when he blinked, the person who was still far away just now had come before his eyes.

"Give."

The visitor raised the object in his hand and shook it. Jin Ze took a closer look and found that it was his lost purse.

"Daoist," Jin Ze almost forgot the words, "You, you really...do you know? I lost my purse and never got it back."

God, how can there be such a good person!

It is simply his lucky star.

Ming Cong smiled: "You don't need to thank him, just give it to him." He said and gestured to the beggar behind him.

Jin Ze was holding a bunch of things, looking at him against the dim lights of the night market, he couldn't see clearly, but he knew that the expression of the person opposite must be gentle and good-looking at this time.

Putting down the big and small bags again, Jinze reached out to take the money bag, squatted down and looked at the beggar and said, "Here's the money for you, go to a private school to study." Saying that, he stuffed all the money bags into the beggar arms.

Before Qi'er recovered from the shock, the two had already walked away.

"Aren't you afraid that he will use that money to do bad things?" Ming Cong asked.

Jin Ze tapped his head: "I really didn't think of this."

Ming Cong smiled and shook his head.

"However," Jin Ze said again, "no matter what he does is his own choice. I am naturally happy if he spends the money in the right way. If he wastes it recklessly, it's not worth my pity for him."

The rich and powerful Mr. Jin didn't pay attention to these bags of money at all.

Daozhang Ming shook his head again, feeling that he couldn't integrate into Mr. Jin's daily life.

"It's broken!" Jin Ze stopped, very annoyed, "I forgot."

"what?"

Jin Ze smiled shyly and fawningly: "Well, can the Taoist priest lend me some silver taels?"

Today's third small goal was completely forgotten by him, and all his money was given to others, and he once again faced the dilemma of being penniless.

Ming Cong didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon, so he immediately took his purse: "Here."

"Thank you very much!" Jin Ze took the purse and smiled happily, "Then, how about sending the Buddha to the west, Taoist priest, how about helping me again?"

Looking at the smiling face of the person in front of him, Ming Cong nodded.

After a cup of tea, Ming Cong faced a group of cheerful barking puppies, feeling a little hard to express.

"It's pretty cute." Jin Ze squatted in front of the dog cage and looked at them one by one, thinking that they all looked good, fat and strong, enough to frighten Yin Zi's legs.

"Hey, son, you have a good eye. This is a bulldog that just arrived from the Western Regions. It is definitely useful for guarding the house. One is worth two." The dog dealer pointed at the black and white pup and boasted wildly.

Kanazawa squatted in front of the bulldog and looked and looked. The dog was screaming as if it was going to break through the cage and bite him.

"That's it."

In the end, this fierce dog spent all of Ming Daochang's entire bag of money, and he didn't even have money for another dog cage.

In the end, the boss only gave me a rope to hold it.

"I regret it a little bit." Looking at the "Bull's head" who moved behind him step by step, Jin Ze felt that the whole bag of money was wasted.

As promised, one is worth two!

Ming Cong pulled the rope in his hand again, and the dog shook even more.

"It doesn't seem to like me very much." Ming Cong thought for a while and came to this conclusion.

Jin Ze stared at the dog for a while, remembered something, and then stuffed the big and small bags to Ming Cong.

"Thank you, Daoist. Come, give me the rope."

Ming Cong hugged the thing in his arms blankly, and then let go of the rope in his hand.

"Wow woof!" As soon as the pup left Ming Cong's control, he stretched his neck and barked non-stop at Jin Ze.

As expected, Jin Ze thought that this was the case, he took out a Changming Talisman and ignited it, waved it in front of the puppy, the puppy whimpered, retracted his neck and closed his mouth.

Jin Ze pointed to its nose: "Things that bully the soft and fear the hard."

Even if an ascetic is mild-tempered, his powerful spiritual consciousness will make him exude the coercion of a strong man.Ordinary creatures will run away when they see it, but this bull's head can persist until now without being scared to pee.

He is very optimistic about Niutou, hoping that it will bring joy to Yinzi.

Knowing that no one can be offended, Niutou became much more honest along the way.

The two men in front walked side by side, followed by a dirt dog on short legs. Passers-by who saw this picture would all praise, this dog is really obedient.

Stepping into the inn, the disciples of Chenxiangwu were stunned around a group of Four Treasures of Study.

"My lord, please take inventory, everything is here." The bookstore owner saw Jin Ze coming in, and greeted him.

"Well, you can go back." Jin Ze nodded, he didn't know how many there were in total, so how could he count them, it looked almost the same.

After sending the bookstore owner away, everyone saw their senior brother at the door.

I saw their usually gentle, elegant, jade tree facing the wind, and the third senior brother standing there holding a bunch of things in his arms that were completely incompatible with his identity and temperament, and talking to Mr. Jin with a very gentle smile.

"You want to bring all these back to Jinzhou?" Ming Cong asked.

"This..." Jin Ze laughed, "Yin Yang Mirror can be teleported, right?"

Ming Cong smiled helplessly, put down the things in his arms and said, "Yes. But you have to think about how to take it."

Jin Ze said: "It's easy to handle. Part of this is given to the Taoist priests, everyone will share a share, and the rest will be handed over to Jinxiang."

Ming Cong looked at him: "It's a good idea."

There was something deep in this look, and Jin Ze thought that he had misunderstood something: "No, Daoist, this time there is absolutely no cleverness, I really want to thank you very much."

Moreover, if he buys it for his own use, he only needs to buy talisman paper. He is not a person who likes calligraphy.

"What, and last time?" Ming Cong asked unhurriedly.

"Ah? This..." Jin Ze wanted to slap himself, dig a hole and jump by himself, like a mental retardation.

"Master, I heard that you are looking for me." Jin Xiang who was reminded by a good buddy put down his wine bowl and shouted loudly.

Jin Ze decided to allow Jin Xiang to drink an extra jug of wine.

"You, come here and help the priests share things."

After shouting at Jinxiang, Jin Ze came to the disciples of Chenxiangwu and said, "Dear priests, in order to thank you for your care these past few days, a small gift is not a respect."

"You're too polite, Young Master Jin."

"Young Master Jin is being polite."

Everyone said that Mr. Jin was too polite, but they still took the pen, ink and paper handed over by Jin Xiang.

In the future, there is no need to worry about running out of pen and ink for copying ancient books.

After giving gifts to the disciples of Chenxiangwu, Jinxiang picked up the remaining things with a big wave of his hand, waved to the drinking buddies and went upstairs.

Jin Ze picked up a small object found in the night market: "Master Dao, this is for you."

The Chenxiangwu disciples all stretched their heads to see the difference in treatment, but they seemed to be afraid that they would see it, and their brother Ming took the things and stuffed them into their arms immediately, protecting them very well.

"Thank you." Ming Cong said, "I've been tired all day, Young Master Jin should go to bed early."

"Okay, so is the Taoist priest, go to bed early."

Ming Cong paused in front of the disciples of Chenxiangwu, and glanced at them: "It's all gone, have you finished your evening classes?"

"Goodbye brother."

"Good night, brother."

"Go right away."

When Ming Cong turned the corner of the stairs, the crowd secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Their senior brother is usually very talkative and gentle, and the senior brothers are much more relaxed in front of him, but when he becomes serious, they are still a little scared.

"Wang Wang!"

Everyone: "What's the sound?"

"Hmm... woof woof woof!" As soon as Ming Cong left, Niutou's arrogant arrogance finally came up.

I saw a little black-and-white dog barking majestically at the door, while Mr. Jin looked at it and smiled... with malicious intentions?

"Where is the dog? Where is the dog?" Yin Zi, who had just come out of the latrine, heard the frightening voice as soon as he stepped into the lobby. He curled his neck and wanted to run back into the latrine again.

Jinze came over leading the bull head, the puppy was not big, but had a loud voice, successfully scared Yinzi to the ground ten steps away.

"Master..." Yinzi wanted to cry but had no tears, "Master, I was wrong, I was wrong about everything, I don't dare anymore, where can you send this uncle... .”

"How cute, I spent a whole bag of silver, which is worth more than you." Jin Ze finally felt happy, looking at the trembling miniature of silver, he felt that the money was worth it.

"Get up," Jin Ze pulled the rope away and pulled the bull's head away, "Don't forget to return Ming Daochang a bag of money, thank you very much."

Yinzi and Huagou's small mung bean-sized eyes met each other, and they trembled a bit, feeling that the days ahead would be difficult for them.

The disciples of Chenxiangwu came over and patted him on the shoulder to express their wish for good fortune.