The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

After the bearer left, the three of them finally woke up in the cold wind.

Song Qishu looked at the deserted mass graves, and said dully, "Is this the end?"

Li Banxian shook his collar, and replied lightly, "That's the end, let's go."

Bai Ze and Song Qishu looked at each other, shrank their necks and dared not speak, and followed Li Banxian obediently.

After walking all the way, they came to the place where the horses were sold in the market.

A little brother was feeding the horses, and when he saw the three of them coming, he introduced all the good horses here graciously, and he was talking nonstop.

At first they listened carefully to the introduction, but after listening for a while, they understood the routine.

Song Qishu looked at the money he had finally saved in embarrassment, gritted his teeth and planned to scare this person, "We don't want any good BMW horses, it's okay to be ugly, and it's okay to be thin, but we must have good stamina. Got the trek."

As soon as the little brother heard this, he held his mouth shut. Well, there's nothing wrong with it. This guy just needs to work hard, and he doesn't like those high-priced BMWs.

His face didn't look any better, he put the grass in his hand, and went to the stable to lead two ugly brown horses.

He motioned them to look at the horse, but the little brother said in a bad tone, "Hey, that's all. The stamina must be first-rate. Let me remind you, this is the cheapest horse. You need to find a cheaper one. Change to another one."

Li Banxian patted the horse's head while stroking his beard, and shook his head regretfully, "This horse is no good, and the domestic demand is middling, so let's see if there is anything else."

The little brother shook his head resolutely, "Didn't I say it just now, no, or no, you go."

Li Banxian was not angry either, looking at the cursing man in the distance, he stepped forward and asked, "Little brother, how do you sell this horse?"

The man with the scar was downcast. When he saw someone asking about his horse, his eyes lit up instantly. He pulled the horse he brought and gave it to Li Banxian.

"I'll just say that someone appreciates it. To tell you the truth, my uncle said that my horse is the most patient Dongli horse, and I even give away the carriage for free. If you are going on a long trip like this, a horse-drawn carriage is the most suitable!"

Song Qishu asked, "How much silver?"

The man with the scar reported a number, "Not too much, not too much, just two taels of silver."

Really cheap.Just now they went to other places to inquire about the price. This kind of horse and the expensive carriage can't be bought without five taels of silver. I didn't expect that he only needed one tael, and it was like picking up a big deal out of thin air.

The other person who was still arguing with him for a long time laughed and exposed him on the spot.

"Don't listen to him. There must be a reason for him to sell it so cheaply. His carriage has been killed. Whoever rides it will be unlucky. It's smarter than a crow's mouth. It's still selling. It's a disaster!"

The man with the scar was not happy anymore, he finally found someone who was willing to buy it, and was disturbed by this person again, feeling quite upset.

"You need a beating, don't you? Just talked with me for a long time and didn't make it clear. Now you still want to chase my guests away. Is it over?"

The man was also frightened when he saw his strong muscles and burly figure. He must be the one who will suffer in this fight.

"You, you, you wait! If you are so arrogant, someone will definitely take care of you!"

The other party ran away tremblingly, and the man with the scar sighed, knowing that he couldn't be fooled.

"This... I'm not afraid that you will know that there is indeed such a thing, but you also understand that this rumor is only limited to wise men. It is not such a thing. They spread it ten times and one hundred times, and it is true. It seems that I sold it because I was in urgent need of money, so we are considered destined, if I sell you for a tael of silver, I will be a friend."

Li Banxian looked at the horse, it was good, it was a good horse as expected, and the carriage was also good, spacious and comfortable, but he was absolutely unwilling to pay this price, and turned his head to leave.

The man with the scar saw that the only person who wanted to buy was about to leave, so he secretly slapped himself twice, telling you to be greedy, if you can sell it, you will be fine.

Hurrying to catch up with the other party, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a good voice, "Don't go, don't go, it's my fault, you see, give as much as you can, at least I can give to my family." Add a dish or something."

When they paid the money and walked out with the carriage in satisfaction, Bai Ze threw himself on the ground in admiration.

"Half Immortal, you are amazing, did you already know that there would be such a person to sell horses today?"

Moreover, this carriage happened to be rumored to be dead, so it couldn't be sold at all. They spent the least amount of money to buy the best thing, so it was worth it.

With a mysterious smile, Li Banxian neither said yes nor said no, he was full of pretense.

Song Qishu rolled his eyes, "Come on, I'm still having fun. Didn't he say that whoever rides in this car will die? Then we buy it and decide whether we want to ride or not."

Li Banxian gave him an elbow with the long flag, "Nonsense, of course sit down, don't you feel at ease with your master and me here?"

It's because of you that I don't feel at ease, who knows if you are going to trick me again!Song Qishu roared in his heart, but there were two words on his face.

Since we came to the market, we prepared all the dry food by the way, but at this time, differences emerged. Bai Ze thought that steamed buns made of white noodles would satisfy his hunger, Li Banxian thought that he wanted to pack the sauced beef from the restaurant, and Song Qishu, a glutton, also wanted to buy sauced pork knuckles. .

The three refused to give in to each other, Song Qishu finally realized that he and old man Li were on the same side, so how did this Bai Ze sneak into their team without anyone noticing?And so frankly said that I want to eat white flour steamed buns...

"Hey, what are you doing with us? We don't want to take you away. You can play by yourself."

He thought for a while, anyway, the place is big, so he simply went to Zuixianglou to buy both the sauced elbow and sauced beef. Anyway, the storage time is long, and it will not spoil like real food.

Seeing that his white-faced steamed buns had no chance, Bai Ze drooped his shoulders bitterly, "Oh, young people are stubborn, so it's useless to say anything. I thought my sincerity would have impressed you a long time ago, but I didn't expect you still wanted to Let me go."

Knowing that he was in a hurry, Song Qishu didn't bother to talk to him, brushed past him, and went directly to Zuixianglou to pack, and arrived at Zuixianglou in a while.

The boss of Zuixiang Building recognized him, and asked with a smile on his face, "Xiao Song, why are you here today? I remember you didn't come for long last time."

"Aren't you happy to take care of your business?" Song Qishu also knew him very well, knowing that he was joking, he said it along the way.

The boss of Zuixianglou wasn't angry either, so he hurriedly said, "It's alright, alright, why don't we still pack sauced elbow and sauced beef as usual today?"

Song Qishu thought for a while, and then instructed, "Prepare three times more than usual. My master and I are going on a long trip, and those who eat and sleep in the open don't know where to rest."

The boss nodded in agreement, "It's not easy to go out, you have to be careful, then I'll ask them to prepare it for you."

Seeing that the boss was about to leave, Song Qishu hesitated for a while, but stopped him. The boss thought he had something to say, so he gave him a strange look.

"This is?"

"By the way, pack the white flour steamed buns." Song Qishu helped his forehead, there was no way, he was too soft-hearted, and he couldn't control himself because he was too kind.

How thick-skinned this man is...

The boss went in. He looked at the cabinet and waited for a while. The speed was quite fast. After a while, the boss brought him several food wrapped in oil paper.

"Look if it's these, hey, Xiao Song, will you master and apprentice come back after you leave here? We will be bored to death if we don't see you and your master, and those who are waiting for fortune-telling will probably take three feet to dig. Find you out." The boss kept teasing.

return?Song Qishu thought about the future, then shook his head violently, who knows what will happen in the future, maybe one day he will be brought back to his own world, how could different worlds intersect.