Chapter 344 (1/2)

”Really! He's not a scholar for a long time. He became a saint in a place called holy ruins. I'm stupid to hear that. Saint in front of a person, you can say you're a disciple of Confucius!”

”You're not lying to me, are you?” old man Zhang rushed out with an arrow to rob Xiao Shao's Wen Bao.

Xiao Shao hesitated for a moment and handed Wen Bao to old man Zhang.

Old man Zhang opened the newspaper and was immediately surprised by the headline on the front page.

”A hundred blood bounty, Fang Yun goes straight to the list of great scholars to hunt and kill!” ”Fang Yun raises people before becoming a saint!” ”Fang Yun Wen celebrates the country!”

Old man Zhang often bought Wen Bao, but he saw this on the front page for the first time.

Then, old man Zhang looked carefully at the process of Fang Yun's fighting over a state. The more he looked, the happier he became. Finally, he couldn't help grinning.

”Good! Good! Kind! Good! I saw Fang Yun before and said he was the dragon among people. I didn't expect to be caught!”

Xiao Shao threw his mouth and said, ”Uncle Zhang, when master Fang came to Yuhai City, he was already a saint scholar and a dragon among people. You don't have to say.”

”Hehe, that's right, that's right... Alas, you're not smart enough. Why don't you buy more copies of Wen Bao? I have to look at the fruit stall. I can't buy it if I want to. I can only buy it at night!” complained old man Zhang.

”I really want to buy more copies! But as soon as I bought one, I was pushed away by Sheng Sheng. The people behind me didn't give me a chance to buy a second one. You didn't see the people selling Wen Bao. They were all busy.”

”That's true. More people buy Wen Bao than Shengdao. I've always read Wen Bao, but Shengdao doesn't read much. I occasionally look at the poems in it. But as long as there are master Fang's poems on it, I'll buy them.”

”There must be master Fang's poems next month.”

”Of course! A thousand miles of beautiful women, a word spread all over the world, must be on the holy way! Go ahead and I'll try to get someone to bring me a copy of the Wen Bao.” said old man Zhang.

”Then I'll go.” Xiao Shaoxing rushed away.

Old man Zhang looked at the fruit stand, frowned, then looked up at the direction of the holy temple, looked at the fruit stand again, looked back and forth several times, and finally felt that making money was important.

”It's not too late to buy it in the evening. It's not impossible to buy it.” old man Zhang said and continued to look at the fruit stand.

However, as long as he meets an acquaintance who goes to the literary academy, he will ask others whether to buy Wen Bao. If so, take one for him. It was not until he asked the seventh person that old man Zhang got his wish and generously handed him two oranges.

Old man Zhang had no intention of selling things. He no longer yelled and accosted when he saw people approaching as before, but kept looking in the direction of the literary academy, hoping to see the process of Fang Yun's literary fight again.

After a quarter of an hour, old man Zhang gave a light sigh and saw hundreds of people walking in the direction of the Academy. Most of them were carrying some things, including vegetables, cloth, chickens, ducks, fruits, and the four treasures of study.

Those people are of different shapes and colors, including the elderly, children, women, scholars, brocade and coarse cloth clothes. It seems that people in a street go shopping together and come back together.

Old man Zhang wondered and muttered that these people didn't like going shopping together, but like going to relatives together. But it's strange for hundreds of people to go to relatives together.

Seeing those people coming together, old man Zhang was still a little vigilant, but soon relaxed, because most of them were happy, but some people had red eyes, as if they had just cried, not to make trouble.

When those people came to the fruit stand, old man Zhang opened his mouth, closed it and opened it again and again. After repeated several times, a heart trying to make money finally prevailed and whispered, ”sell fruit! Big and sweet pears, big and sweet apples, big and sweet... Shout wrong.”

Zhang Lao found several people looking at themselves, a red face, and then cheeky: ”sell fruit! Fresh and delicious fruit, go to friends and relatives!”

Several of them came up without anything.

”A kilo of oranges.”

”Two catties of pears!”

Old man Zhang was happy and thought he would meet a fool. These people didn't dress well. They didn't even ask about the price. They directly said the weight. It was obviously a fat sheep. His favorite on weekdays was this kind of person who couldn't buy things.

”Please line up and wait a minute, one by one. There are many things. Weigh them slowly and the weight is enough!” old man Zhang immediately began to weigh oranges for the first customer. The scale pole is high. Old man Zhang has his own persistence. Although he sells fruits as gifts at a high price, the weight is full. Only people say he is expensive. No one says he is short of weight.

Weighing a kilo of oranges, old man Zhang put the oranges into a gorgeous paper bag, handed them to the man and said, ”thanks for your patronage, ten Wen.”

The man was stunned, but he didn't say anything. He silently took out some copper money from his pocket, counted out ten Wen and handed it out.

Old man Zhang frowned slightly at the copper coin. It was seriously damaged. The man's hands were also dirty and there were many scars on it, but he didn't say anything. He smiled and said thank you, and then continued to weigh the pear for the second person.