Sun Erniang carefully performed a blessing and asked in a tight voice: "Master Tao, I wonder if you want wine and food?"

Lingqing flicked the fly whisk in his hand, walked into the hotel filled with the atmosphere of injustice, found a table and sat down, saying, "Bring some wine and meat."

"Okay, okay, I'll be here soon." Sun Erniang smiled, went inside and brought a jar of wine, a bowl and a pair of chopsticks, and cut two plates of meat.

He eagerly sifted a bowl of wine, boiled it and placed it in front of Ling Qing.

Lingqing picked it up, smelled it, and took a sip. The taste was ordinary. It was just water wine brewed in an ordinary village. It was bland and tasteless, just like water.

I picked up another piece of meat and looked at it. The meat was tender and fine-grained. It was freshly killed and cooked yellow mutton.

After drinking three rounds of wine in a row, Lingqing said: "I heard that Dashupo's meat buns are famous far and wide. Let's try some."

Hearing that Lingqing wanted meat steamed buns, Sun Erniang's heart skipped a beat, and she smiled and said, "Master Dao, just eat some wine and meat. Our steamed buns are all sold out."

"Nonsense, Pindao smells the steamed buns inside." Lingqing raised his eyebrows, slapped the table and shouted, "But I'm worried that Pindao doesn't have any money.

Don’t worry, I won’t leave you alone.”

As he spoke, he slapped an ingot of ten taels of silver on the table.

A flash of light flashed in Sun Erniang's eyes. The Taoist in front of her could only eat ten or twenty kilograms of meat, and twenty or thirty meat buns cost less than one tael of silver.

Nowadays, it is only ten taels at a time. If I can do something like this, I am afraid it will be worth a month's surplus.

However, as soon as I thought about it, I remembered Ling Qing's eyes, and a basin of cold water poured down on my heart, cooling my burning heart.

"Master Dao, it's true that it's gone. It was reserved for someone else." Sun Erniang said with a smile.

"You bring it to me first, and then you can cook it." Ling Qing said dissatisfied.

"The stuffing is gone, so there's really nothing we can do." Sun Erniang said, suppressing her anger.

"If you run out of meat, go buy it again. Where does all this nonsense come from?" Ling Qing shouted.

Sun Erniang's face drooped when she heard this, and she thought in her heart: "I see that you are also a person, and I don't want to provoke you. Who would have thought that you are so ungrateful?

You came to seek death but you can't blame me. I should give you retribution, lest you, a bastard, think that I am easy to bully."

Then he smiled and said: "What the guest said is that I was confused, so I will bring it to you."

After that, he went to the stove and took a dozen large steamed buns, placed an exquisite wine jar on the table, and said, "Sir, please try the fine wine in our store.

I am trying to make amends to the guest officer."

Without waiting for Lingqing to speak, he sieved a bowl and warmed it. The wine was mellow, spicy and tangy, but a little turbid.

"Even though my wine is muddy, it is a good wine that has been stored for ten years. You can't drink it elsewhere."

"The smell is quite unique." Ling Qing sniffed it and nodded in approval.

Then I took a steamed bun, opened it, and saw that the meat was rich in juice, which was quite delicious.

Seeing the Taoist eating four or five steamed buns and then picking up a bowl of wine, Sun Erniang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

He clapped his hands and shouted: "That's right, that's right!"

Then I saw the Taoist falling to the ground with his head up like he was pushing a mountain of gold over a jade pillar.

Sun Erniang put her hands on her hips and said happily: "It turned out to be a silver pewter gun head, which really frightened me."

He reached out and picked up the Wanhua whisk in Lingqing's hand. Seeing its exquisite and simple shape, he felt quite fond of it.

"It's a good item, I guess it's worth some money."

I searched around in his arms again and found out a bag of silver, about ten ingots, each of which was ten taels of silver. I was immediately happy.

Looking at Ling Qing who was lying on the ground, he said: "You still don't believe me when I say that the steamed buns are gone, but you delivered them to your door yourself.

But looking at how lean you are, you won’t be able to get a few kilograms of good meat even if you think about it, so you can only sell it as buffalo meat.”

Putting the things in his hands on the table, he came to pull Lingqing, but he couldn't pull it. He couldn't help but said in surprise: "Looking so thin, it turns out he has some weight."

Said one, taking off her green gauze shirt and red silk skirt first, then grabbed Lingqing's arm with both hands, shirtless, and then lifted it up.

"Hey!"

With a flick of his arms, he turned around and carried Ling Qing on his shoulders.

"Ouch!!"

But who would have thought that when she swung it, not only did she not move, but she dodged and tripped to the ground, holding on to her waist and screaming.

Two men inside heard the cry and hurriedly ran out with their swords. They looked around and saw no strong men.

Seeing her exhausted on the ground, he quickly threw the knife aside and helped her up.

At this time, a man also came outside the door. Seeing this scene, he hurriedly threw away the suitcase and loader in his hand, rushed in and helped Sun Erniang sit down.

This man was Sun Erniang's husband-in-law, Caiyuanzi Zhang Qing's.

When he saw Ling Qing lying on the ground and the wine, meat and silver on the table, he suddenly knew what was going on.

She looked at Sun Erniang and said, "Didn't I tell you not to provoke this wandering monk?

He is a monk, and he has never been abused, so what can you do to harm him?"

"I didn't intend to pay any attention to him, I just wanted to take care of him and send him away.

Who knew that he was out of his mind and seeking his own death, so how could he blame me?" Sun Erniang didn't feel dissatisfied, but patiently explained.

"How did you end up like this?" Zhang Qing didn't want to talk to her anymore after hearing this. Seeing that she was still holding her waist and crying in pain, he asked.

"I came to pick up this thief, but I couldn't catch him at first, and he was unprepared." Sun Erniang said angrily.

"Forget it, you shouldn't kill him. I'll make a bowl of antidote later and let him go." Zhang Qing said while helping her rub it.

"It's up to you." Sun Erniang nodded.

While the two were talking, a voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

"Since you two don't want Pindao's life, are you willing to give up your own lives to Pindao?"

"Who is it?" Sun Erniang and Zhang Qing were immediately startled and looked around.

"Back there!" Two men standing nearby said, pointing behind them.

The two of them turned around to look, only to see Ling Qing, who had been lying on the ground just now, sitting upright on a stool.

Four or five steamed buns and a bowl of muddy wine were placed in front of him.

It was exactly what Lingqing should have eaten just now.

"You don't know what's good and what's wrong. We are already willing to let you go. How do you want to stay?" Sun Erniang's brows stood up, she slammed the table and stood up.

But forgetting that her waist was not healed yet, she suddenly stretched her arms again and leaned on the table with an ouch.

"Er Niang." Zhang Qing supported her and asked her to sit down.

Then he cupped his hands in front of Ling Qing and said, "Master Dao, please forgive me, but my husband and I are ignorant of Mount Tai, and we still hope that Master Dao will understand.

I don’t know my name, but I hope you can give it to me.”

"The poor Taoist Ling Daoqing is just a Yunshui Taoist. He has no name." Ling Qing picked up the whisk on the table, flicked it on the table, and the silver bag disappeared.

"It turns out to be Taoist Priest Daoqing. You guys are lucky enough to meet Taoist Priest today." Zhang Qing bowed his head.

"It's easy to say. I wonder what your suggestions are for Pindao?" Ling Qing nodded slightly.

"The Taoist priest is joking, the little people only have one life, how can they give it up to the Taoist priest?" Zhang Qing said with a smile.

"But if the Taoist priest insists on taking it, there is nothing we can do. We should give it to the Taoist priest to make amends."

"There is no need for you to apologize. I just want to kill you two. I will make meat buns in the same way and sell them to others. I can also make some money to spend the difference." Ling Qing cast his eyes carefully on the two of them.

looked at it.

It seems that he is thinking about where the meat can be used as fattening cattle and where the meat can be used as meat filling.

"What do you think?"

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