The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

"You don't have to drink a toast? What are you? It's okay if your master is rude. How dare you? Last time, that kid was fine, but your foolish master actually saved his life. "The immature child's voice was transformed into the old man's voice, and the vicious look seemed to give him a slap in the face.

Song Qishu carelessly supported the stele, picked at his fingernails, and even blew on it, his master didn't hate that Bai Ze to the end.

"Oh, I'm more courageous. If you have the ability to hit me, come on." He patted the stele vigorously as he said, signaling her not to die. He also knew the importance of the stele.

Xiaohua seemed to wilt in an instant, bit her lip, stared at him with resentful eyes for a few seconds, and ran away angrily.

This world is very mysterious, very bizarre, and very confusing... After Xiaohua left, his emotions came back to his heart, and finally he just ran back home.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Here Xiao Yun got into the carriage, but this time there were no mandarin ducks, and he was surrounded by flattering local officials. He didn't even give alms, nodded, and went straight into the carriage.

Immediately after he left, the official changed the corners of his mouth, poohed sullenly, and they discussed secretly.

"Well, is Kyoto ready?"

Another Zheng, dressed in official uniform, nodded, "Almost, the news is [-]% true. King Jing really can't tolerate his nephew. He will die when he goes back. When the capital is in chaos, King Jing will take advantage of the situation and rise up!"

"Are you crazy! Saying such things in such a public place?" They looked at their companion in amazement, thinking that he seemed to be crazy.

"I'm just asking if you guys are going to stand in line. Now that the king of Kyoto is covering the sky with one hand, that little emperor is so scared every day."

Everyone was silent.

It was early in the morning when the carriage entered the capital, and Xiao Yun's carriage passed the city gate smoothly and stopped at the gate of the palace along with the brigade of people.

Along the way, Xiao Yun never let go of his frown. Every passing official was overly respectful, even afraid of him. He is just a small prince. There are 10 if not 20 princes in the capital. Great power?He was even more puzzled when he entered the city gate, the guard almost knelt down, this is the foot of the emperor.

When he arrived at the gate of the palace, the housekeeper and his daughter stood at the gate to welcome him, but his uncle and aunt were nowhere to be seen.

"Your Majesty, welcome back to the residence." The old housekeeper bowed deeply, and the wrinkles on his face unfolded.

Next to him, his youngest daughter looked at Xiao Shizi obsessively, without blinking her eyes.

"Long time no see, butler." Xiao Yun smiled at him.

When everyone went in, the little girl was still nympho, and the angry old housekeeper slammed the old girl's little head, "Why do I have a daughter like you, what do you think, we don't want to touch this kind of person Do you understand, you still can't see the situation clearly?"

The little girl was so wronged that she shed tears, the prince is really good-looking.

A figure in the deep mountains was walking forward, Song Qishu wiped the sweat from his brow, this old man Li asked him to collect herbs, don't you know he prefers to stay at home?

After thinking for a while, he wanted to spit out the broken grass in his mouth, and he still lay motionless on his stomach. He was powerless, but if he didn't leave the mountain today, he couldn't spend the night in the mountain. He sighed, so he had no choice but to go down the mountain.

The sky is lush and green, the greenery extends to the foot of the mountain, and the mottled light shines through the gaps between them and sprinkles on the mountain road

The town is still bustling and noisy, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

Song Qishu looked at the gadgets sold by the newcomers from other places with great interest, thinking that old man Lin was nagging at home every day that he had no new clothes, so he went to the silk and satin shop to buy a piece of cloth.

The owner of a stall was drowsy, which caught his attention instead. There was nothing on the stall, just a hairpin for men, inlaid with green jade, and the price was cheap.He thought about the money on his body, and decided to buy a green jade hairpin. It was not good if it was too plain, so he carried on with his stuff and continued on his way.

The owner of the stall he saw this time was a shrewd old man. It was just an ordinary blanket spread out, but only one thing was placed, an unknown pink flower, extremely cute.

After approaching, he curiously asked the price, "How much is this?"

The old man held out five fingers.

"Five taels?! So expensive? Your flowers are not very useful, and there are restrictions. They must be used within three hours, but I think it has been two hours. If you don't sell them now, you will be gone." If someone buys it, don't lose money and money." Song Qishu rolled his eyes at his lion's mouth.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid you can do it, you bought me quickly so you can clean up the stall and go home, it's really annoying, you have to come here every few days, are you annoying!"

He spread his hands, he didn't want to, good luck.

Shopkeeper Wang saw Song Qishu from a long distance away, and knew that he was smiling when he came back. This kid is just like Lucky Dot Man, no matter where he finds the best herbs, he never misses them.

"You're finally here?" Shopkeeper Wang patted the dust on his body, opened the curtain of the blue cloth, and took Song Qishu with him. As he walked back and forth, the crutch made a rattling sound as it touched the ground.

A clerk was obviously an old acquaintance with shopkeeper Wang. When he saw him coming, his face almost wrinkled with laughter. While moving a chair, he called another clerk to pour tea.

"Mr. Song is really punctual this month. The boss just told us that you are coming soon. Let us get ready."

Song Qishu was also tired, so he sat down and drank some tea to quench his thirst. Seeing how attentive they were, he said, "You guys are so nice all of a sudden... I said I don't offer discounts, so don't get me wrong."

The two guys yelled that they were wronged, they were so attentive to the rich man, they didn't say anything, just Song Qishu talked too much, and he was a cock... But they complained and poured a cup of hot tea in a flattering manner.

He looked at the hot tea and his complexion improved a lot. It would be great to drink hot tea when he was so tired, but this tea was the cheapest kind. He also said that he was stingy, and this shopkeeper Wang was stingy, okay?

"Excuse me, is the hot tea cold?" Seeing Song Qishu staring at the hot tea bitterly, they thought it was cold. of tea leaves.

"No, I'm just thinking about some conscientious profiteer." When he was away from home, he still had to save face, so he picked up a piece, continued to drink his tea, and took advantage of the opportunity to observe the environment of the pharmacy.

I haven't been here for a long time, and it has changed a lot. In addition to the large medicine cabinet, there are some simple calligraphy and paintings, and there is also a part of the space for a rest area, simple style.

Suddenly a man came in from outside.Tall and muscular, Mai Mai's skin shone with a healthy luster, thin brows and thin lips, embedded with a pair of unforgettable slender eyes, and his legs trembled for his gaze.

Song Qishu had been exercised by old man Li, so he didn't feel it, but it was still a little uncomfortable. Compared with him, the two medicine boys beside him had already sat down on the ground and had difficulty breathing.

Song Qishu knocked on the edge of the table strangely because of this, "You, the boss behind the scenes, are really strange. Every time you have to scare your own buddies, you don't know what's wrong."

That's how the former drug boy left. Compared to his indifference, shopkeeper Wang has endured the wanton behavior of the behind-the-scenes boss for a long time, but it's really not suitable for a big fight, he also has to support his family.

Boss Jiang quietly moved to shopkeeper Wang, took the account book handed over by the other party and looked through it carefully, and frowned when he saw half of it.

"That person is on credit again? I'm not saying that he is not allowed to supply him any more."

Shopkeeper Wang brushed his sleeves to wipe away the sweat that was pouring out, feeling very disdainful in his heart, "Boss, they said that if they don't give them credit, they won't give them any more money!" If you really want to do something, just stand in front of those vicious people, they have to obediently hand over their money.

"Just kick them out next time!" Boss Jiang said as a matter of course, thinking that such a simple method still requires him to remind him.

Song Qishu sighed, this pharmacy was completely supported by shopkeeper Wang alone, it's really pitiful.

"Mr. Song, wait a moment. The batch you wanted was prepared in advance, but it was taken away unexpectedly. I will go to the warehouse to get another one for you." Shopkeeper Wang was too lazy to talk to Boss Jiang, and went to the back door after speaking. up.

The clerk was at a loss, but he also knew not to neglect the big customer, so he changed a cup of tea for Song Qishu to please him, and smiled humbly, "We have been working together very happily, Mr. Song, don't take it to heart, what will we do in the future?" Find us as much as possible, and we will definitely help.”

Knowing that they were all polite words, he had no choice but to nod his head. He had also heard that shopkeeper Wang was only a part-time worker. Strictly speaking, the real owner of the pharmacy was Boss Jiang's father. He wasted a few years.

Song Qishu rubbed his chin, thinking of the flowers he bought just now, he felt instantly elated.