"It's true! He isn't an elementary scholar anymore. He became a High Scholar in a place called the Holy Ground. I was stunned when I heard that. A High Scholar before the Holy Ground, you can say that he is a disciple of Confucius! "
"You aren't lying to me, right?" Old man Zhang rushed forward to snatch Little Shao's Wen Pao.
Little Shao hesitated for a moment before handing it over to Old man Zhang.
Old man Zhang opened the Wen Pao and was immediately stunned by the headlines on the front page.
"Hundred Blood Bounty, Fang Yun Rises to the Great Scholar Hunting List!" "Fang Yun Becomes High Scholar Before the Holy Ground!" "Fang Yun Surpasses Gyeongo in Literature!"
Old man Zhang often bought Wen Pao, but this was the first time he saw such a situation on the front page.
After that, Old man Zhang carefully looked at the process of Fang Yun's literary battle. The more he looked, the happier he became. In the end, he couldn't help but grin.
"Good! Good! You have guts! Well done! When I saw Fang Yun before, I said that he was a dragon among men. I didn't expect that I would be right! "
Little Shao curled his lips and said, "Uncle Zhang, when Old Master Fang came to Jade Sea City, he was already a High Scholar, a dragon among men. There is no need for you to say that."
"Hehe, that's true, that's true … Sigh, your brain is really not that bright. Why didn't you buy a few more copies of Wen Pao? I had to look after the fruit stall, so I couldn't buy it even if I wanted to. I could only buy it at night! "Old man Zhang grumbled.
"I really wanted to buy a few more copies! But just as I bought one, I was pushed away. The people behind me didn't even give me a chance to buy a second one. Didn't you see the people selling Wen Pao? They are so busy. "
"That's true. There are more people buying Wen Pao than Holy Path. I always read Wen Pao and don't really read Holy Path. Occasionally, I would read the poems inside. But as long as Old Master Fang's poem is in it, I will definitely buy it. "
"Next month, there will definitely be Old Master Fang's poem."
"Of course! A thousand miles of beauty, one word spread under the heavens. It will definitely be in Holy Path! You go busy yourself. I will find a way to get someone to bring a copy of Wen Pao. "Old man Zhang said.
"Then I'm leaving." Little Shao left excitedly.
Mr. Zhang looked at the fruit stall and frowned. Then, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the Divine Temple. He looked at the fruit stall again and again. In the end, he still felt that making money was more important.
"It's not too late to buy it in the evening. It's not like you can't buy it." After saying that, Old Man Zhang continued to look at the fruit stall.
However, as long as he met someone he knew who was heading towards the Wen Institute, he would definitely ask them if they wanted to buy the Wen Pao. If you want to buy it, I'll buy it for him. It wasn't until he asked the seventh person that Old Man Zhang finally got what he wanted. He generously handed the person two oranges.
Old Zhang was no longer in the mood to sell anything. He no longer shouted and struck up a conversation with people as he approached. Instead, he kept looking in the direction of the Xiangwen Academy, hoping to see the process of Fang Yun's Wen Duel again.
A quarter of an hour passed. Old man Zhang exclaimed softly. He saw hundreds of people walking over from the direction of the Wen Courtyard. Most of them were carrying some things in their hands. There were vegetables, cloth, chickens, ducks, and fruits. There were also the Four Treasures of the Study and everything else.
Those people were of different shapes and sizes. There were old people, children, women, and scholars. Some of them were dressed in brocade, while others were dressed in coarse cloth. There were all kinds of things, as if they were people from the same street who went out shopping together and came back together.
Old Man Zhang was puzzled. He muttered in his heart, "These people don't seem to be shopping together. They seem to be visiting relatives together. But it's strange that hundreds of people are visiting relatives together."
Seeing those people walking over together, Old Man Zhang was still a little vigilant. But soon he relaxed, because most of these people were cheerful. However, some of them had red eyes, as if they had just cried. They didn't look like they were going to make trouble.
When those people walked to the fruit stall, Old Man Zhang opened his mouth, closed it, and opened it again several times. Finally, his heart of working hard to make money prevailed. He said softly, "Selling fruits! Big and sweet pears, big and sweet apples, big and sweet … You're wrong. "
Old Man Zhang found that several people were looking at him. He blushed and then said shamelessly, "Selling fruits! Fresh and delicious fruits, a must-have for visiting relatives and friends! It's not good to carry vegetables … "Old Man Zhang looked at the women who were carrying vegetables with a guilty conscience.
Some of them didn't carry anything and immediately came over.
"One kilogram of oranges."
"Two kilograms of pears!"
Old Man Zhang was overjoyed. He thought that he had met a fool. These people were not dressed well. They didn't even ask about the price and directly said the weight. Obviously, they were fat sheep. Usually, he liked people who didn't know how to buy things.
"Everyone, line up and wait for a moment. Come one by one. There are many things, so weigh them slowly. The weight is enough!" Old Man Zhang immediately began to weigh the oranges for the first customer. The scale was raised high. Old Man Zhang had his own insistence. Although he sold fruits at a high price as gifts, the weight was enough. People always said that he was expensive, but no one said that he was short.
After weighing one kilogram of oranges, Old Man Zhang put the oranges into a gorgeous paper bag and handed it to the man, saying, "Thank you for your patronage. Ten coins."
The man was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything. He quietly took out some copper coins from his pocket and counted out ten coins and handed it over.
Old Man Zhang looked at the copper coins and slightly frowned. The damage was quite serious. The man's hands were a little dirty and there were many scars on them. However, he didn't say anything. He smiled and said thank you. Then, he continued to weigh the pears for the second customer.
The second customer also received the same amount of money. It was twice the market price.
Then, Old Man Zhang weighed two kilograms of apples and handed it to the third customer, casually saying, "Take it. It's twelve coins. Where are you going? "
The middle-aged man dressed in coarse clothes smiled and said, "This morning, I heard that Fang Zhenguo defeated Gyeongo. I was very happy. He finally helped Jingguo fight back. It's too delightful! At that time, I thought that I should do something. Just then, I heard a few scholars say that they knew where Fang Zhenguo lived and were prepared to give him gifts. So, I followed them. My family is poor and I don't have anything. I didn't know what to buy on the way. Now that I'm almost there, I can't meet Fang Zhenguo empty-handed. So, I bought it from you. Here's twelve coins. "
Old Man Zhang was stunned. His hand hung in the air as he looked at the twelve coins in his hand. He didn't know why, but he felt that the twelve coins were heavier than a mountain. It was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
Old Man Zhang looked at the middle-aged man again. His clothes were stained with several puddings and his cloth shoes were shabby and stained with mud. The man's skin was very rough. The wrinkles on his forehead and the prematurely white hair on his temples showed that he was a middle-aged man who carried a heavy burden.
Old Man Zhang's heart ached. He wanted to slap himself in the face. In the past, the people who came to buy his fruits as gifts were at least relatively rich people. There had never been poor people who came to buy his fruits. But these people didn't even ask about the price. It was obviously unusual. He was only thinking about making money and neglected it.
"Thank you." The middle-aged man turned around and left.
"Wait!" Old Man Zhang kept the three coins in his hand and forced the nine coins to the middle-aged man. "My stall has a rule. If I give Fang Yun fruits, it's all at cost price! I don't earn a single coin! I didn't know that you were buying for Master Fang. I'm sorry! Don't refuse. This is a rule. I can't break the rules when doing business! Those who buy oranges, those who buy pears. You two wait. "
Old Man Zhang grabbed a handful of dirty copper coins and ran to the two men. He forced them to give the extra coins, which was equivalent to only taking the cost price.
After giving away the money, Old Man Zhang ran back briskly. He was smiling all the way, as if he had pushed away the mountain that was pressing on his heart.
The middle-aged man didn't say anything. He just gave Old Man Zhang a thumbs up. His eyes were filled with sincere gratitude and respect.
Old Man Zhang felt more comfortable in his heart. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Selling fruits! Anyone who gives Fang Yun a gift will be sold at cost price! I don't earn a single coin! Whoever earns this kind of money without conscience will be struck by lightning! "
"Good job, Old Man!" A young man shouted.
"Look, this is the Jingguo people. Our backs are straight and our bones are hard!" A big man said.
"There are still many good people in this world!"
"I also want two pounds of oranges."
Old Man Zhang couldn't help but straighten his back, which made him look younger.
These hundreds of people were just the beginning. People came one after another, either carrying things or empty-handed. Many people came here by asking around. Some people didn't know how far they had gone and how many people they had asked before they came here.
Many people came to Old Man Zhang to sell things. Old Man Zhang was very happy. This was the first time in his life that he was happy to sell things without making money.
The fruits on the stall decreased rapidly. Soon, there were only a dozen apples left. However, there were still many people waiting in line.
"There are not many things left. Each person can buy at most four. No, four auspicious apples. At most three." Old Man Zhang said as he weighed the apples.
Seeing that there were only five apples left, Old Man Zhang was about to weigh them together. Suddenly, he was stunned. He put down the scale and smiled apologetically at the last young man, "I'm sorry, these apples are not for sale."
"Ah? What's wrong? I'll pay. I'll pay twice the price! "The young man was anxious.
Old Man Zhang smiled. He held the paper bag in his hand and said, "I haven't given Old Man Fang a gift yet. This is my gift."
The young man's expression softened. He nodded and began to look around for a place to sell things.
Old Man Zhang wrapped the five apples, packed up the wheelbarrow, and pushed it in the direction of Fang Yun's house.
When he got close, Old Man Zhang saw Fang Daniu and the gatekeeper at the door constantly apologizing to the crowd. At the same time, they spoke in a low voice.
"I'm sorry, everyone. Our Old Man just came back from Kong City. He's sleeping and can't see any guests. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"
"Old Man is too tired. We can't bear to wake him up. I'm sorry, everyone! "
An old man also lowered his voice and said, "You're welcome. We don't have to see him. Since he's here, we'll give him the gifts. We just want him to know our sincerity. No matter how the treacherous court officials treat him, we, the people of Jingguo, are of the same mind as Fang Yun! "
An old woman carrying a small bundle said, "I also think so. These are the steamed buns I steamed. I'm not asking him to eat them. I just want to give them to him and let him see that we, the people of Jade Sea City, are all thinking of him!"
"Back then, when Gyeongo lured the river demons to harm people, my father was killed. This is a basket I made myself. I'm giving it to Fang Zhenguo to thank him for taking revenge for me! I won't disturb him. "A young man in his early twenties put down the basket and turned to leave.
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