The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

"Thank you, thank you, ma'am." Holding the banner with both hands, Song Qishu could only thank him with a wry smile, and took advantage of the situation to keep Xiaobaicai in his arms more securely so that he would not fall off.

He walked to the innermost part of this road in one breath, and he saw a three-way intersection without looking at the other two roads. Without a trace of doubt, he turned left directly, passing through the crowded crowd and the other two roads. The lively circus troupe suddenly opened up.

This was a bigger market than the one he passed just now, with a wide variety of products and spectators, and he even found one or two blond-haired foreigners in the crowd.

I took a look among a bunch of merchants, and saw a lot of sellers, but none of them set up fortune-telling stalls. Could it be here?

Unbelievable, he went around a few times inside, and found a group of people surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, whispering in a remote corner. He was so sensitive that he heard Li Banxian. The source of strength is coming.

Brushing up his sleeves to expose his arms, he carried the banner and plunged into the crowd.

"Get out of the way! I'm not responsible for the injury!"

Frightened by the sudden collision, the crowd dispersed, watching the man rushing in with a banner like a fool.

The journey was unimpeded. Song Qishu thought to himself that these people were fairly agile, but when he raised his head to see the situation in front of him clearly, the hand holding the banner trembled three times.

What's happening here?The old man Li sat in front of the table in a fairy style, contented, but the customer sitting opposite him was not in a good mood, his face was pale, and his sullen eyes wanted to stab him a few times to vent his hatred.

"Old man Li, I'll give you..."

He immediately shut his mouth, because the pale man looked at him, and the subordinates behind him were also staring at him, the pressure dropped from the sky, and he broke out in cold sweat.

But this person looks familiar, the red cloak, the playful braid, seems to be the one who broke into the city gate before?It's really a life where we don't meet each other...

The man in the red cloak is not so much a man as he is a young man similar to him. He is still growing up. His figure is obviously not as burly as an adult man, and he is a bit weaker, but his sharp eyes make people dare not underestimate him. Go, stare at it for a few seconds and the hairs stand on end.

After receiving the white towel from the guard, the young man covered his mouth and coughed a few times. Just when everyone thought he was about to cough up his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, he raised his head, no longer sullen before, with a calm expression on his face.

"Master Immortal, your banner has also been delivered, can you tell me the answer?"

Old man Li stroked his beard habitually, but this time he did not feel comfortable. He could only vent his anger on the innocent Song Qishu. He gave him a hard look, then pulled the long flag behind him, shaking his head. Said some vague words.

"Impossible, I want this banner just to ask you to read the words on it, can this young master see it clearly?"

The young man smiled instead of anger, "Secrets must not be leaked? It's interesting, then you are still setting up a stall here to tell the fortune, don't you know how many secrets have been missed, adding me is not too much, just count it, I'll wait, we have plenty of time. slow down."

The two of them froze for an instant, leaving only the whispering voices of the surrounding people.

Old man Li didn't feel anything at all, but Song Qishu, who was watching from the sidelines, complained again and again, didn't he just come to help, why did this happen to him for the first time, this young man is either rich or expensive, this old man Li has a temper It's weird, if he doesn't want to be the one who angers the other party, and makes the other party burst into a rage, then the two of them who are swindlers will go to jail.

Old man Li sighed, knowing that there was no need to do business today, and was about to put away the piece of paper that was supposed to be tested. The young man quickly pressed the edge of the paper with the same pale fingers.

He raised his chin to Song Qishu who was standing on the side, "Is he your apprentice? You won't let me write it, so let your disciple write the head office for me? There should be no rules in your industry that prohibit you from writing this."

A strange light flashed in his eyes, old man Li looked at Song Qishu, then at this young master, he thought about it, and realized instantly, "Of course you can, boy, come here, since the young master thinks highly of you, you can Write a word for this son, write well."

"This... I can't read much!"

He has some complaints about old man Li pulling himself into the water, but at this time he can only bite the bullet, but it is also a problem that he can't write. He has learned simplified characters, and he can also traditional characters, but it is obvious that some of the characters here are simplified characters. , the other part he has never seen, he is almost half illiterate now.

The little boy lowered his eyes, "Ahem, it's because I didn't think carefully, so you can write whatever words you know."

Song Qishu was waiting for this sentence, picked up the pen, and wrote a big "two" on the paper without saying a word, simple counting should be fine.

Old man Li snorted, looked at the two characters closely with a strange expression, and then clicked his tongue, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Just when he thought that old man Li was going to continue to hate this young man, old man Li nodded, with a little playfulness.

"I know about you. Later, I will ask this kid to send things to the house every day. I can't think of two months, and the matter will definitely come to light."

Hearing this, the young man ignored the chair and stood up abruptly. The guard next to him wanted to help him, but he waved him away impatiently. He bowed to old man Li with a trembling excited voice, and then pulled away the crowd , rode away.

The master was gone, and the guards looked at each other and quickly got on their horses to chase after him.

The protagonists in the farce all left, and the crowd of spectators dispersed in a rush, only old man Li and the hard-pressed Song Qishu were left in place in an instant.

He frowned and asked, "I heard it just now, what does it mean to send it to the mansion? When did I agree to this?"

Old man Li planned to close the stall early today, and was packing his things. He just waved his hand when questioning him, signaling not to take it to heart, "Go back and say, I can't cheat you, just keep your mind safe."

Old man Li said so, so he didn't want to ask any more questions, he helped put away the stall, and took the banner for old man Li, he carried it when he came over, and he carried it when he went back, and he worked hard.

On the way back, remembering his embarrassing status as a guest, old man Li paused as he beat his shoulders. This kid is considered obedient. Isn't it a little too much for him to trick him like this?

So his conscience found out, so he stopped Song Qishu and told his plan.

"The old man is struggling to support the sky alone, and his heart is exhausted. It's time to take in an apprentice to share the burden for himself. What do you think?"

"Oh, that's great. You gods... it's a pity that you don't find an apprentice to pass on your fortune-telling skills." Does this mean that he is not the only one who is hard-pressed?It can be regarded as having a companion, and the little abacus in his heart was crackling.

Li Banxian saw that he was not enlightened, and sighed secretly that he had encountered evil fate, so he had to touch the window paper, "I'm talking about you, why are you staring?! How many people want to be a teacher and I don't accept it, you are still hypocritical It’s on, I don’t know what’s good or bad.”

He was so dizzy from being hit by his teacher, he didn't know what to do, what's so good about being an apprentice of a magic stick, isn't it also a magic stick.If he really wants to take root here, he might as well learn a useful craft, which will be of great benefit, and bluffing is not suitable for him.

Old man Li could see Song Qishu's hesitation and disdain. Sooner or later, he would make this kid regret it!

"Okay, did I say something, you just blow your beard and stare, let alone the apprenticeship, you sold me very quickly just now, I was good at helping you, but I didn't say that I would put life and death aside."

Besides, that young man is not easy to mess with at first glance, and he is not very used to this place. If something happens accidentally when he goes to someone's house, what should he do if the other party directly wipes out his little character...

Old man Li knew what he was thinking, snorted coldly, and made up his mind with disapproval, "Don't think too much, send it back as soon as it is finished, this is one of the things you have to do, if it is really dangerous, I will let you go?"

Hard to say.