Every ten years, during the Cold Food Festival, which is the day before Qingming Festival, Yunxi Town will welcome a group of "outsiders" who claim to have fled to other places in the early years. They have been wandering outside for many years and have worked hard to make their lives a little easier.

Some, so they came back to worship their ancestors.

This group of people are dressed in luxurious clothes, silk and satin, which are very different from the poor people in Yunxi Town.

The people worshiping ancestors change again and again, and there are very few familiar faces. If they say they are worshiping ancestors, who would believe it.

To put it bluntly, they might have gathered together to fight against each other. In fact, it has become a tacit secret among monks from outside the sect and the sect to come to this paradise to find opportunities.

It is extremely difficult for poor people to make ends meet, so they naturally do not want their ancestral treasures to be taken away by outsiders, so some people spontaneously say that they want to go into the mountains to "dig for gold", but they wander around in front of the valley like a ghost beating a wall;

Others suggested that people without an ultimatum should be prohibited from entering Yunxi Town. Finally, an official from Da Zhou issued a notice to allow outsiders who entered the town to give some benefits to the township chief and smoothen the relationship.

After being exploited by the township chief and the chief of hundreds, every household was given half a bag of flour money.

We don't have much money, but in this war-torn era, a few more pennies will give us a way to survive.

By coincidence, Yunxi Town in Daze Township is located at the junction of Daqi and Dazhou. A fire destroyed the county annals, so the ownership of Yunxi Town was naturally unclear.

The two countries agreed to demand a 50-50 split of the mountain's money from the monks who entered the cave to look for opportunities. In recent years, they have been quarreling over the interests in the account books.

After the monarchs of the Zhou Dynasty worked hard to govern, the national power of the Zhou Dynasty became stronger year by year, and the Qi Dynasty here became more and more covetous.

In recent years, there have been constant frictions between the two countries, both large and small. However, the emperors of the two sides care about the legitimacy of the outbreak of war. No one wants to bear the reputation of cruelty and cruelty. There is no guarantee that a fight will break out one day. When gods fight, the devil will suffer.

At that time, who will care about this small Yunxi Town and these helpless children?

Xia Ze got up early that day. Today was his first time as a headhunter, so he changed into the only neat clothes he wore and happily hung a bunch of wheat straws on the door.

Yunxi Town has been open for many years, and has naturally reached an unwritten rule with outsiders. When foreigners return to their hometown to "worship their ancestors", they usually spend a lot of money to find a town person to act as a guide, called a headhunter, to follow the outsider into the clouds.

Worship ancestors in the valley north of Xi Town.

If the locals are interested in doing this business, they will hang a bunch of wheat straws in front of the door. When the foreigners choose a headhunter, they will pick the straws.

In the early days, there were always foreigners who did not believe in evil and refused to spend the unjust money, so they plunged into the Beishang Valley. In the end, they died crazy and crazy. Those who managed to escape were completely transformed into useless people.

Some people in Lotus Alley have already hung straws on their doors, and some have set up a table in front of their house. The table is filled with small and large objects, mostly porcelain of various colors.

Jade and other old items.

On the day when foreigners enter Yunxi Town, local people will display and sell old objects collected from everywhere.

Many outsiders can't put it down, and many people in Yunxi Town have lived a life of wealth and wealth that they could never have imagined by flipping objects.

Headhunting is a business that involves snatching prey from a tiger's mouth. Nowadays, few people do it, and dumping items has become the mainstream.

Xia Ze also followed suit and set up a table or two at the door. All kinds of large and small objects wandering around in the mountains over the years have really allowed him to save a lot, including a piece of white porcelain with a chipped corner.

Bowl, there is a carp painted in the bowl, and the bottom of the bowl is printed with the four characters of sun and moon in the pot;

Two bronze lions as big as fists competed for amusement, fighting for a bead, which he polished with a cloth until it shined. The others were just broken objects of low quality.

In fact, there are several treasures that he has hidden in some hidden corner. He still understands the principle of not showing his wealth in front of others.

After another half an hour, foreigners finally entered Yunxi Town one after another.

First, a group of officials and family members with majestic postures on tall horses rode through the city with great fanfare.

Then there was an old woman, leaning on a cane, and beside her was a seven or eight-year-old yellow-haired boy. The two of them were dressed in luxurious clothes, silk and satin, and looked like gods.

Then there was an old man with long eyebrows in a yellow robe, followed by dozens of boys and girls aged 17 or 18, wearing uniform sect attire, talking and laughing.

People entered Yunxi Town one after another, bustling with people, and without exception, the foreigners all had a jade sign hanging on their waist.

The originally narrow Lotus Alley suddenly became crowded and bustling with people. Many stalls were surrounded by water, but the people who uncovered the wheat straw were not seen.

The old woman and the child came to a stall. The stall owner was a short man with dark skin. He hurriedly greeted her and said with a smile: "Madam, young master, I am here to welcome you from afar. I wonder what you two want to order?"

The old woman in her 60s grabbed a jade pen holder and looked at it carefully: "This shopkeeper, how do you sell this jade pen holder? I have very little financial resources and cannot afford to pay such a high price."

The swarthy man laughed and said, "The old lady is very discerning. This tube was passed down from my ancestors. Three generations ago, my old man was ranked second in the Great Zhou Dynasty. The old lady is so discerning that only three...two

Twelve taels of silver."

He looked guiltily at the young man lying in the next room basking in the sun. The latter covered his face with a fan and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

I laughed secretly in my heart at what nonsense this man put up. He was still ranked second in the rankings. Three generations down the family tree, his grandfather was an honest farmer. He just liked to sit on the ridge of the field and eat with a bowl in his hands. He also liked to brag about his mother-in-law's skills at night.

Contempt flashed across the old lady's face, and the swarthy man had no confidence at all. At this moment, a girl of seven or eight years old ran out of the broken house behind him. She suddenly threw herself behind the swarthy man, hugged him and called him daddy.

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The girl is wearing pink clothes, with two small braids, and a chubby little face, which is really cute.

The children next to the old woman heard the sound and went to hold the corner of the woman's clothes.

The man was a little impatient, but he still touched the girl's head and said warmly: "My daughter, like her mother, has never seen much of the world, and she doesn't know much about etiquette. Madam, don't blame her."

When a plump woman in the dilapidated house called out "Yingying", the girl sighed and ran back into the house.

"You should have a matching jade pen and inkstone for this barrel. I know the other items are more valuable. How about selling it to me for two hundred taels of silver and giving me a few more things?" the old woman said.

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The swarthy man was stunned when he saw the woman's lavish spending. He quickly realized what he was doing and praised the old woman again.

"Oh, look at my memory. My ancestor did have a jade pen of good quality. I will go into the house to get it for you. Wait a moment."

The man turned around and entered the house, but he couldn't hide his excitement in his steps. An ordinary family of three only needs two taels of silver for food and clothing a year. Fifty taels of silver is enough for them to buy a quite grand courtyard in Yunxi Town, and the daughter's dowry is also enough.

Now, we can let him open four or five shops in the town and do some small business.

When the man entered the house, the old woman whispered to the child: "My bones are too bad. If I take her back to the mountain to practice, I'm afraid it will be a bottomless pit that I can only get in and out of. But my appearance is good. With a little training, I can be a girl who is married to my wife."

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The child couldn't comment and said in a deep voice: "I'll try to add more money later and see if this man is willing to let go and give this little girl to us as well."

In the next room, the young man sitting next to the master's chair with his eyes closed and meditating frowned.

The dark-skinned man came out happily. He really had a five- to six-inch jade pen in his hand, and a palm-sized eyebrow pattern inkstone. He was clearly carved from jade and full of aura.

The old woman put the agreed silver on the table and took the jade pen with a smile.

"I am brave enough to make a deal with the store to get the best of both worlds. I think your daughter is beautiful and talented." The old woman looked into the room behind the man. "My grandson was lucky enough to worship an immortal a few days ago.

I have an old Taoist priest as my teacher. This old Taoist priest is a genuine land god. My biggest wish now is to recruit more disciples so as not to bury the master."

The smile on the man's face froze.

Seeing this, the old woman hurriedly put a few ingots of silver on the table: "I am willing to give you five hundred taels. If I can make Qianjin worship under the old Taoist priest, and become a fairy who practices breathing and will live forever, I will become a gold medal one day."

The gift of immortality shines brightly on the doorstep, and it is only good for you and does no harm to the store owner."

The man's face became increasingly gloomy.

"Of course, you two have to endure some pain of separation, but you will receive twenty taels of silver as a reward during the holidays."

The old woman wanted to say something else, but a vicious female curse came from the room. The content of her words was mixed with the curse of the old woman and the cry of dissatisfaction with the man.

For a moment, the old woman's face looked extremely ugly.

The dark man's face was filled with gloom, and he put away the two hundred taels of silver: "I will accept these two hundred taels, and give you the jade pen and pen holder. I will not do the rest of the business before I get angry."

His fists as big as sandbags were clenched, and the man spat. "Get out of here!" Several veins popped up on his neck. The man turned around and tore up the straw on the door, and then the woman in the room began to curse.

A stone sinks into the sea.

The old woman has a fierce look in her eyes. She is such a arrogant ordinary person. I spend money to buy your daughter because I think highly of you. If you don’t sell it, forget it. Who is disgusting with this spit? If you put it outside, I will

He crushed the bug to death with just one hand.

"It's best to abide by the rules in this place and don't create extraneous problems. Grandpa got these two jade tokens through a lot of favors. Let's take a look. Don't pay more attention to these ants." The child's voice was inaudible.

"My master's lesson is that I must bear it in my heart." The old woman nodded repeatedly.

The two of them were walking in front of a young stall. The stall owner was humming a ditty, shaking his cattail leaf fan, and was wandering in the sky.

The yellow-haired child picked up the white porcelain bowl and looked at it again and again. He glanced at the pair of copper lions and cursed in his heart that the country people were short-sighted and ruined things. If they repaired them, they would have to spend a lot of money.

"Shop, how do you sell these two lions?" asked the yellow-haired child.

The old man on the Grand Master's chair covered his face with a cattail leaf fan and said leisurely: "Three hundred taels for each statue. If you want it, give me the money. If you don't want me, don't touch it. Let the head of your family speak. Don't disturb me in my sleep. Get out of here."

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The child suppressed his anger and retreated behind the old woman, gesturing for her to speak quickly.

The old woman smiled with her white teeth and said, "My little boss, can you give me a cheaper price? I am short of money, but my little grandson likes these two lions very much. Two hundred and fifty taels, and let me pick out a small item."

how?"

The person on the Taishi chair opposite slowly put down his cattail leaf fan and squinted his eyes to look at the two people in front of him for a long time: "If you don't buy it, get out! This quality and this texture, two hundred and fifty taels? Are you sending the dog? I'll let you pick one.

I will give you two hundred and fifty taels for this item, and you will buy me three hundred cows, one hundred horses, and give me two little wives?"

When the man in the next door room heard this, he stuck his head out of the room, looked at the two hundred taels in his hand, cursed you, Guisun, and closed the door again.

When it came to this matter, even though the old woman had no intention of bargaining anymore and her face was gloomy, she said nothing more and took her grandson elsewhere.

"Little brother, how do you sell these two bronze lions?" Xia Ze raised his head, and there were four or five people standing opposite him. The person who spoke was about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in white, and carrying a handful of heavenly things wrapped in yellow cloth on his back.

Shi Jian, the childish look on his face is still there.
To be continued...