Chapter 111 It’s Hard to Buy a Spring Gourd with Silver
Bai Jun smiled and said, "I am a wanderer, and my home is all over the world. However, my ancestry is still from Qinan Prefecture."
The old Taoist sighed: "That's just a poor Taoist who thinks too much."
At this time, a sudden voice broke in, but the delicate girl couldn't help but speak out.
"May I ask how old the young master is? Are there any close relatives in the family?"
Bai Jun smiled and said, "I have been a man for twenty years. My parents are deceased. I am alone and travel around the world, looking for mountains and rivers."
"Shu'er, don't be rude."
Zuo Jushi scolded the woman, and then said with a smile: "Little brother, I hope you don't blame me for being rude."
Bai Jun shook his head and praised: "The children of Jianghu have their own temperament, how can they be bound by ordinary etiquette? If you are a noble girl, you will definitely become a famous heroine in the future."
"Hahaha, thank you for the compliment, little brother. I'll thank you on my daughter's behalf."
A palm-sized gourd can hold two large jars of wine.
Riding lightly on a horse, with a flute on his left, a gourd on his right, and a paper umbrella on his back, Bai Jun began his journey into the world. "The non-stop clatter of horse hooves raised light dust on the official road. This is the new world."
The official dirt road was built, and it would be dusty when riding horses on normal days, but it would be muddy if it rained.
He took out a small piece of silver and put it in the old woman's hand with a smile.
It's not that Bai Jun can't walk at night, but because he needs to practice at night, he walks at sunrise and rests at sunset just like humans.
Bai Jun said with a smile: "This is exactly the reason. Gourds are rare in spring, so I thought of buying a gourd and emptying it to contain wine."
"Master, tell me, I'm easy to talk to, old lady."
He found a roadside and led his horse to a stop, where he rested two large wine jars. When he opened the lids of the jars, a light aroma of wine came out.
On the other side, layman Zuo and Taoist Kongshan stopped on the road Bai Jun walked.
When the people on horseback heard this, they stopped and took a look, and it turned out that it was indeed the sign of the Moon Tower.
Bai Jin looked around and saw that no one was around. He put his middle and index fingers together, and a little white light shone on his fingertips. He pointed at the jasper gourd and whispered: "There is the sun and moon in the gourd, which can hold the water of three rivers!"
"Haha, I want to borrow a gourd vine from your wooden frame, mother-in-law. I'll buy this piece of broken silver."
The gourd's whole body shimmered with spiritual light, becoming as crystal clear as a sapphire gourd. Bai Jun picked up the gourd and blew on the mouth of the pot, and immediately the wine in the two jars spontaneously flew up and poured into the jasper gourd.
He stood outside the vegetable garden and raised his voice: "Is anyone here? Is the master here?"
Bai Jun moved the ground to perform his technique, and the horse just started cantering and covered more than three hundred miles in one day.
At this time, the waiter was already standing beside me and said: "Sir, your wine has been prepared, your horse has been fed and you have drank enough water."
"Did something unexpected happen to this young master? There are only two wine jars left in this wilderness." Shu'er, a delicate woman, said worriedly.
The wooden pivot door opened, and a mother-in-law with her hair tied up and a turban came out. She looked at Bai Jun's figure and shook her eyes, "Oh, this young man is so handsome. Why are you calling me?"
When he led the horse and stood at the entrance of the village, he realized that this was a dead village. It was a dilapidated village with no one, no one, and no ghosts. There were still ghosts living in the ghost village, so the dead village was really inaccessible to humans and ghosts.
Bai Jun left two wine jars on the roadside, so that poor people passing by would pick them up.
Bai Jun hooked his hand and hollowed out the center of the gourd, turning it into a palm-sized green gourd. The remaining gourd seeds were scattered on both sides of the official road. Maybe passers-by would be able to eat the gourd to quench their thirst.
But he had no choice, the moon would come out soon, and he needed to practice absorbing the moonlight to strengthen his soul.
"This is quite unlikely." The old Taoist said with a smile: "Look at the lids of these two jars of wine, which are completely opened and not torn off by force, and there are no messy footprints around. Maybe the young man is addicted to alcohol.
I was so greedy that I drank all my wine on the way."
"Ah, that's terrible, what's going on? Yesterday I watered the ground and saw that the flowers hadn't bloomed yet. Why are there so many gourds growing today?"
He fastened the gourd to his right waist, turned over on his horse, pulled the reins, and the horse began to canter spontaneously.
Bai Jin passed by a house and saw a gourd vine hanging on a wooden frame. It was just that the flower buds had just grown in early spring.
The old woman looked along Bai Jun's hand and suddenly discovered that the gourd seedlings that were supposed to have just opened buds had actually grown five or six green gourds that were more than half a foot tall.
But when she looked, there was no figure on the road.
"Creak~"
The sharp-eyed one was nagging the little girl next to her. She pointed to the roadside and said, "Master, don't you see those two jars are the wine jars we saw in the restaurant?"
Bai Jun smiled and said: "It's worth it. In summer, old gourds are everywhere, but in early spring, new gourds are nowhere to be found. Old man, look!"
Suddenly the old woman realized that she had met a god. How could an ordinary person have such an earthly temperament? And even if she was older, she would not be able to distinguish between early spring and midsummer. This solar term was definitely not grown.
Gourd's.
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"Isn't this too much alcohol? In just half a day, thirty kilograms of wine are gone?" Shu'er exclaimed.
Two jars of wine were hung on both sides of the horse's back by hemp ropes. Bai Jun led the horse out of the small town of Qi County and followed the newly built official road to the border of Mingzhou. The sound of the horse's hooves was gentle, and the rope on the horse's neck was shaking.
The bells jingled with the wind.
It wasn't until it was getting dark that we stopped in front of a deserted village.
"It turns out it's just a gourd seedling. How can it be worth so much money? Master, please take it back." She declined hastily.
After all, Mingzhou is on the border, with a vast territory and sparsely populated areas. If it were not for the transportation of military supplies, the Jin government would not have built the official road so quickly.
Dressed in white, he has an indescribable charm in the way he raises his hands and feet, which is pleasing to the eye. No matter where he stands, he is a picture.
The old man took the money in a daze, watched Bai Jun pick a medium-sized green gourd, and said goodbye to her with a smile.
Bai Jun nodded and said to everyone, "I bid farewell to you all."
Shaking it slightly, it should be possible to hold another ten kilograms inside. The horse on the side was also frightened by this scene. Although it did not activate its intelligence, the intelligence of horses is not low. It lives.
I have never seen such a scene before.
Bai Jun smiled and said, "I want to borrow something from the old man."
"What do you care about how much people drink and do? A girl doesn't know shame and gets upset when she sees someone looking good. How can you get the essence of martial arts like this?" Zuo Jushi scolded.
"Well, we are young people after all." The old Taoist priest said with a smile: "It's getting late, so we should find a place to stay."
More than two hundred miles away, Bai Jun was sitting under the moonlit night, absorbing the moonlight attentively. He found a small dilapidated courtyard, sat in the middle of the courtyard, and calmed down.
At this time, there was a sound of frivolous footsteps outside the village.