Liu Mingzhi looked a little embarrassed by Li Buyi's excited and weird eyes. He hurriedly raised his hand and snatched the "Secret History of Jiaofang Si" from Li Buyi's hand and pressed it under the teapot.
“Uh-huh - what, old immortal, if you don’t travel around the world to save the world and save the people, why are you here in the capital?”
Li Buyi looked at his empty hands and was stunned for a moment. Then he bent down and reached out to grab the book Liu Mingzhi had placed under the teapot: "What are you doing? Pindao hasn't finished reading it yet!
Since you want to read it first and then buy it, you have to let Pindao taste it carefully to see if this book is worth the price!"
Young Master Liu directly used a folding fan to stop Li Buyi's hand above the bookstall: "Old immortal, these are just worldly books for ordinary people. If you, a Taoist master from outside the country, read these books, wouldn't it stain your eyes and mess up your eyes?"
of his own practice.
When the young master closes the stall, I will find you some Taoist classics and take them away with you."
Li Buyi looked at Mr. Liu with a flawless expression, and started to mess around like a shrew.
“What do you mean? What happened to the Taoists? Are the Taoists no longer human beings?
The visitor is a guest, and others can see it, but why can't a poor person see it?
We Taoists are different from those bald donkeys who talk about fake compassion all day long. We also have to come to the world of mortals regularly to experience our character, okay?
Quickly, quickly, return the book to Pindao, and let Pindao taste it carefully.
Perhaps Pindao can give you some pointers to improve your writing skills to a higher level!"
After Li Buyi finished speaking, he cleverly avoided Mr. Liu's folding fan by flipping his palm slightly, and reached out to pick up the book under the teapot.
Liu Mingzhi looked panicked and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him. Little did he know that Li Buyi was just making a feint. He skipped the "Secret History of the Jiaofang Si" and directly copied the "Oiran Treasure Book" beside him. He held it in his hand and immediately opened it and scanned it.
Got up.
Looking at the romantic words and phrases written in square fonts on the page, Li Buyi's sharp eyes gradually narrowed, he pinched his gray beard and chuckled.
“Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful!”
Young Master Liu hurriedly walked out of the stall and snatched the books from Li Buyi's hand: "Old magician, you are too unruly. As a highly qualified person, you openly robbed books in broad daylight. Are you still shameless?"
Li Buyi seemed to have eyes on his back. His eyes never left the book, but he could always cleverly avoid Liu Mingzhi's behavior of snatching the book: "How shameless! Compared to you who write books, Pindao is so serious.
The founder of the Sanqing Dynasty lives in the family.
Be good, and I will grant you endless longevity and blessings to this old man.
It would be great if it could be accompanied by illustrations of Erotica Hmm, by then it would definitely be popular all over the country, and it would be priceless but not marketable."
Liu Dashao, who was snatching books, was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed the stubble on his chin, his eyes flashing and he muttered softly.
“Yes, why didn’t this young master think of it?
No wonder I always feel like something is missing, it turns out the problem lies here.”
Mr. Liu, muttering, picked up the purple clay pot and drank tea. At the same time, he began to think about what kind of illustrations should be included in the book. He no longer cared about Li Buyi's behavior of reading the book without paying.
I don’t know how long it took, but Mr. Liu, who was deep in thought, was awakened by a roar and almost threw the purple clay pot in his hand.
Before Young Master Liu could realize what was happening, Li Buyi, who had scarlet eyes, grabbed him by the skirt and lifted him up.
“What about the continuation? Where are the subsequent chapters?”
“What is the continuation?”
“This is the continuation of "Oiran Treasure Book", why is there only half of the article? What about the content after Mr. Wang entered the Qingqiu Pavilion night party and the content after the courtesan Su Yingying? What about the content after it?"
“It hasn’t been printed yet!”
“Liu, if you’re half-written, aren’t you afraid of getting your asshole fucked?
Can you do some human work? Is there anyone like you? Is there anyone like you?"
"me"
Looking at Li Buyi's ferocious expression, Liu Mingzhi suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Why did he seem to have committed a heinous crime?
Gradually coming back to his senses, Mr. Liu slapped Li Buyi's palm away: "Do you care how I want to write it? Did I let you read it?
Did I force you to watch it?
You took it away yourself and insisted on seeing it. What does it have to do with me if there is no follow-up?"
After finishing speaking, Young Master Liu looked at Li Buyi who looked miserable. He took the book again and threw it on the bookstall. He lazily turned around and lay down on the recliner to enjoy it.
“If you want to buy a book, pay the money. If you don’t want to buy it, don’t disturb my business. I’m getting dozens of taels of silver every day. Can you afford the delay?”
"Isn't it okay to buy it if you are a poor person? What have you finished writing?"
“I haven’t finished writing it yet. I’ll talk about the follow-up content when I have time.”
“Can’t you do something for people?”
“I’m happy! Buy it or not.
Anyway, this young master has good products and doesn’t have to worry about selling them!”
“Buy it, isn’t it okay for me to just buy it?”
“Pick your own!”
Li Buyi looked around at the passers-by, and secretly squatted in front of the bookstall to look at which books were thicker. Finally, Li Buyi picked out four thicker books and secretly handed them to Young Master Liu.
“I want these four books.”
“As a courtesy to you, I can give you two hundred taels of silver, silver ingots, banknotes, or gold ingots. You will not be refused.”
Li Buyi, who was about to take out the money, suddenly stiffened: "What? Two hundred taels for four broken books? Why don't you go and grab them?"
“As the old god said, robbing books is not as fast as selling books, and it’s also safe and without danger.”
“But this is too expensive. The annual salary of a fifth-grade official is only eight hundred taels!”
“No money?”
“Ah! I don’t have money, but I have money! There’s just not so much, two hundred taels! Where can a poor outsider get so much money?”
“If you don’t have money, put the book down and do whatever you like. Don’t delay my business!”
“My dear Amitabha, Immeasurable God, this is too awesome of you. We had some friendship before, right?”
"Business is business, and favors are favors. Anyone who comes to buy a book talks about favors. Are my family going to drink the northwest wind? Do you want to buy it? If you don't want to buy it, put the book down."
“Would you like to form a good relationship with Pindao? I see Mr. Liu that you are a good person who loves charity, so how about donating a few books to Pindao to form a good relationship?”
Young Master Liu shook his fan and looked at Li Buyi's smiling old face with one eye open: "How many books are they? Why don't I give them all to you?"
Li Buyi's eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands and looked at Young Master Liu cheerfully: "How can this be so embarrassing! Mr. Liu, are you kidding me?"
“Old god, why don’t you joke first?
Why don’t you grab a few alms books? Why don’t you grab them on the street?”
Li Buyi still didn't understand the ridicule in Mr. Liu's words. He looked at the four books in his hand with a painful expression, and then took out an ingot of five taels of silver from his arms and looked at it.
“Mr. Liu, how can I get the old Taoist to take the book away?”
“It’s simple, just clear your money and goods!”
“No money! You are too shady to say two hundred taels more. Believe it or not, Pindao will go to the Municipal Affairs Bureau under the Ministry of Household Affairs to report you for driving up prices!”
Liu Mingzhi pointed lazily in the direction of the palace gate: "Go straight two streets and turn left. The third government office is the city office.
Oh, by the way, the current boss’s surname is Zheng, just don’t make a mistake!”
“Is there no other way I can do it but pay?”
"How about you help me make a divination? After the divination, all the books on the bookstall will be taken away with you, the old god, and you will pick ten books and take them away without taking a penny!"
Li Buyi's face darkened with embarrassment, and he looked at the smiling Young Master Liu with suspicion, stroking his gray beard and pondered for a while.
“Why does Pindao think that Mr. Liu is deliberately waiting for Pindao to sell books here?”
With a snap, Young Master Liu closed the folding fan, holding the purple clay pot and shaking his head with a chuckle: "Where do you start talking about the old immortal? The world is so big, how do I know where the old immortal is?
Our meeting today is just a coincidence.
You want money but no money, you want treasure but no treasure, what else would you do besides fortune-telling?