Master and disciple, together with the white horse, arrived at the post house.

Although this Baoxiang Kingdom is a small country on the border of Hezhou, Xiniu, it worships and respects the Tang Dynasty. When they heard that Li Fu and his party came from the Tang Dynasty in the east, they all looked around curiously, just to take a look at the Eastern scenery.

Although Li Fu did not wear the brocade cassock, but only ordinary monk clothes, he held a nine-ringed tin staff and walked with square steps, walking in a majestic manner.

Coupled with his bright face, he did not speak the Dharma, but people around him regarded him as a virtuous holy monk.

While Li Fu was resting in the post house, Bajie glanced out the window at the long-awaited eldest daughter and daughter-in-law, and had something to think about.

Seeing his expression, Monk Sha said quickly, "Brother! Don't be so jealous!"

Bajie curled his lips and said, "Who said that I, an old pig, would be tempted?"

He said, "I'm thinking that we don't have much money left. With so many people watching, can we make a few bucks?"

"When we leave Baoxiang Kingdom, we will all change into dry food, and we will have food for the whole journey."

"I don't need to go to Huazhai and lose my master."

"You don't have to make wild vegetable soup and knock yourself out."

Upon hearing this, Monk Sha asked curiously, "Brother, is he still capable of this?"

Bajie listened to his big belly, shaking his head, his big ears flapping, and he said, "Of course! Look at what I am good at, old pig!"

He said proudly, "If you want to talk about useful things, I may not be very good at it, but when it comes to fun, I am an expert."

He said, "When I entered the city gate, I saw the colored clay being sold on the roadside."

“I don’t know how good it would be to use this colored clay to make clay figures!”

"It's a pity that the craftsmanship of the mortals here is not good, and it is not very beautiful."

"But it's still a bargain for me, old pig."

Bajie said this and walked out of the inn.

The eldest girl and daughter-in-law at the door were originally waiting for the holy monk of the Tang Dynasty, but unexpectedly they turned out to be a fat-headed and big-eared monk.

They were so scared that their faces turned pale!

Bajie muttered, "These shallow-eyed women, when I came in with Master just now, they seemed to have never seen me."

"Now that I, the old pig, have come out on my own, I am actually scared."

Zhu Bajie didn't think about restraint at this time, he had already done whatever he wanted.

He took out his treasured private money from his pocket and bought a large pot of colored clay in various colors.

He wound some more bamboo sticks and began to make clay figurines at the door of the inn.

Don’t tell me yet!

Don't tell me!

The shape of his clay figurine is exquisite!

He first pinched himself, that is, Zhu Wuneng, and stuck it on the edge of the clay pot.

After a while, he pinched another sand monk, like a deep diver, and it was also lifelike.

However, despite this, there is no way to buy it.

Senior brother Sun Wukong went on vacation, and his master was caught but didn't come back, so he simply didn't care.

Instead, I pinched Master Li Fu.

This time, the young ladies and young wives who had seen his craftsmanship immediately gathered around him.

They all asked how much the clay figurine cost.

Bajie didn't know the price, so he asked these girls and wives to watch it.

These daughters-in-law are really in trouble.

Why is it difficult?

Because there is an accurate price, they can just buy it if they have enough savings.

If it’s not enough, you can borrow some over there or buy some.

However, now the monk who sells this clay figurine that looks like a pig brother doesn’t want to say how much it will cost, let them pay it themselves.

They felt that if they gave less, they would be treating this holy monk from the Tang Dynasty lightly.

But if you give too much, then there really isn’t any.

What should we do if this is the case?

After they thought about it, the little daughter finally took out some scrap money and bought a clay figurine of Tang Monk and left.

Zhu Bajie put a monk's hat upside down in front of the clay pot, and threw the scraps of money into it.

With a leader, the others will no longer be reserved.

In an instant, the monk's hat was full.

There was also a female voice urging, "Hurry up! Hurry up! I want that holy monk too! I want that holy monk too!"

But after Bajie pinches Li Fu, he will not continue pinching the next Li Fu.

He hummed and said, "All living beings in our Buddhist scripture-seeking team are equal. Even after the white horse has pinched two apprentices and a master, he will pinch one."

He said this, but what he was thinking was something else.

What is he thinking?

What he was thinking was, "I won't pinch Li Fu too much. Just wait until these little girls get anxious! I'll make you anxious to death!"

However, Bajie never expected that his little thought would have the opposite effect.

What effect?

That is, even if the master and the apprentice add a white horse, the number of four in a round is the same.

But Li Fu was so popular that it was sold out as soon as it was created.

The sides of the basin were filled with Bajie himself, Sha Seng and White Horse, which made it seem that Tang Seng cherished them even more.

Bajie unintentionally completed the legendary hunger marketing.

However, after squeezing the clay figure for a while, he had to shout, "Junior Brother Sha! Come out quickly! Junior Brother Sha! Come out quickly!"

He shouted so urgently that Sha Monk thought the yellow-robed monster was coming to the door, so he walked out holding the magic wand.

Unexpectedly, when I went out, I saw a sea of ​​people.

Bajie didn't bother wiping his sweat, he could only let the sweat flow straight away.

He said, "Brother, help me pick up the money on the ground."

"Although my brother's head is big, the monk's hat is also big, but it can't hold so much money."

After hearing this, Sha Monk still collected his money.

Those big girls and young wives, all of whom looked like Bajie with a fish face, came out with a murder weapon in their hands, and they were also scared.

However, someone shouted, "Evil people will be punished by evil people! He looks so vicious! If you buy a clay figurine at home, wouldn't it be immune to all evil!"

As a result, Monk Sha's unsalable clay figurines started to sell.

It's a pity that the need to ward off evil is not as good as the need to love beauty.

The unit price of Sha Seng is still twenty or thirty times worse than that of Brother Li Fu.

After a while, Sha Seng was almost sold out.

Only Bajie and the white horse clay doll are left.

I don’t know who else shouted, "There is no holy monk of the Tang Dynasty, so buying a white horse is the same! If the holy monk looks for the white horse, he will be destined to meet you!"

In an instant, the horses of the third prince of the West Sea Dragon King with different expressions began to be sold.

Only Bajie was left in the basin.

While Bajie was squeezing the clay figurine, he waited for people to shout to see what effect his clay figurine had.

But after waiting for a long time, no one called.

In the end, someone just said, "This fat monk said how much he wants to pay depends on him. Then let's take this clay figure away from him. It's no problem if we don't pay him!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Someone took a few at once and put them back after a while.
Chapter completed!