Yunsu turned around and looked at the girl in green chasing after her, and the square scarf she was holding in her hands. She already understood in her heart. It seems that this beautiful little girl was not very lucky, and she didn't sell it for most of the day. .

"Little girl, what's the matter?"

"Sir, do you still buy these roots? Xian'er dare not lie, they are really good things, not radish whiskers."

The girl in green looked pitiful, she gathered up the courage to ask a question, although there was no begging in her eyes, she was full of expectation and a little worried.

This good-hearted man still wanted to buy it this morning, so don't let it go.

She herself is not afraid of sleeping in the wind, but her grandfather's body can't stand it. Although this mortal city is lively and strange compared to the mountains, it has everything for sale, but without money it is difficult to move.

In the past, when the mana still existed, I would drink a little dew when I was thirsty, and then I would be full after taking some nectar when I was hungry.

Yun Su saw that this girl was only two or three years older than Wang Xuanji, but she was neither human, nor demon, nor ghost. .

She looks young and beautiful, and her temperament is extremely outstanding. The 'little fairy' who is in distress is still a 'little fairy', but the pitiful and tragic situation at this time is no less than that of ordinary people.

"Things are good things, but most of Su's money was used to buy books. I'm afraid I can't afford you treasures."

The spirit whiskers of Wannian Lingshen are also a treasure for healing and strengthening the body. Yunsu really does not know how much to bid. If it is low, it is a lie, and if it is high, it is unnecessary. .

"Xian'er has a clumsy mouth, and asked Mr. to come with me to see grandpa. This time I really want to sell it."

Yun Su was not in a hurry for a while, and followed her to the white-haired old man. The girl in green also told the old man what happened just now.

"Mr. Laughed."

This is the second time the white-haired old man has seen Yunsu. He feels that although this person is handsome, he is indeed a mortal person, but he has a distinctive temperament. Recognizing this beard, it shouldn't be, I think it's a polite word.

Thinking that I wanted to sell him a little more money in the morning, but at this time I begged others to stay, my old face was a little hard to hide.

"It's just buying and selling things, my husband doesn't need to mind."

"Since the gentleman recognizes this thing, and if you think you are destined to come here, you can give it as you please. The old man and his granddaughter are in trouble when they come to Yuyang City, and they really can't walk."

"Old gentleman, people who buy things naturally hope that the lower the price, the better, but Su can't bully widows like you without his conscience. Well, Su has all the money, you can take as much as you want. how many."

Yunsu wanted to buy these roots, but he didn't bother to bargain, so he took out the remaining pieces of silver plus the silver notes, which amounted to more than two hundred taels. He held it in his right hand, squatted down, and sent it forward.

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment. This man played cards out of common sense.

After thinking for a while, I became more certain that this person is doing good deeds. Yes, let alone ordinary people, it is impossible for ordinary practitioners to recognize their own spiritual beards. How can he recognize them?

"In that case, the old man has thanked Mr. Kind."

The white-haired old man directly took a small piece of silver, no more or no less, just ten taels.

Ten spirit whiskers, one or two.

"Everyone gets what they need."

Yun Su collected the roots, bowed slightly to the old man, and left with Wang Xuanji.

When I bought these roots, I was naturally happy.

When they met the grandfather and grandson again in the morning, if they were willing to surrender their status and beg like those beggars, Yunsu would naturally be willing to give more money.

As for being a bad person and rushing to help, Yunsu didn't even think about it.

This old man is also the elixir of ten thousand years. If he gives money like a beggar, he is afraid that he will humiliate others, and most likely he will not ask for it.

It would be even more inappropriate to be a good person if you were to rashly attack and cast spells to help you.

The old man and the young man have not yet recovered from the anxiety of being chased and killed. They were originally frightened birds. It was right for them to hide and rest quietly in Yuyang City.

What's more, inexplicably, there's no need to be a bad person. I dislike longevity, dislike life being too easy, and stick my neck around to cause trouble.

…

When I returned to Qingfeng Xiaozhu, the owner of Shuxianzhai actually delivered the goods to the door in person. He had been waiting at the door for a long time, and the carts were full of books.

The money and goods were cleared. Before the store left, he left his name and surname as Qian. Yunsu told him to pick up the remaining old books and just send them over. Boss Qian naturally clapped his chest and agreed, guaranteeing half-sell and half-delivery, and also promised to deliver it every month. Newly purchased books will be delivered.

Yunsu is not in a hurry to deal with the books in the side room. These few days can be regarded as three happy days. If you are lucky, you will be very popular. You will have a good meal in the evening, and will not go out for the next few days. Beware of joy and sorrow.

Wang Xuanji was in charge of picking the side dishes, washing the pot and burning the fire, while Yun Su was in charge of cooking the vegetables, and from time to time he gave a few words of advice about how to cut them.

The first course, roast duck with bamboo shoots.

The soul of this dish does not lie in the frying method, but the knife skill comes first. In Yunsu's opinion, the first premise of fried duck, chicken and rabbit meat is to reduce broken bones as much as possible.

Wang Xuanji's swordsmanship is small, and his strength is also increasing day by day. He is even more agile when it comes to cooking. He quickly made this duck that the seller cooked with corn and grass according to the requirements. The meat is meat and the bones are bones. Good distribution, The blade is perfectly neat.

Manjing seed oil, also called rapeseed oil, put it in the pot and cook it thoroughly. Add the duck meat, **** slices, and wild prickly ash in the pot and stir-fry. After stirring for 20 times, add one or two simmering knife wine.

The shochu in Yuyang City uses the distillation method. The price is cheap, but it tastes very spicy. Yunsu specially bought it for stir-frying meat and vegetables.

Duck meat must be fried enough, and must wait for the edges of the meat to turn yellow, otherwise it will be hairy.

Then put in two scoops of boiling water, simmer on high heat for more than a quarter of an hour, then turn to low heat and simmer slowly.

A stick of incense, after about 30 minutes, put in the bamboo shoots, add salt, a little vinegar to taste, a little sugar to make it fresh, and finally add a little old soy sauce to collect the juice before serving, and it's done.

Another dish was suggested by Wang Xuanji, spring bamboo shoots and stir-fried pork. After eating the twice-cooked pork made by Yunsu, she couldn't forget it. The last one was soup, shepherd's purse soup.

"Wow, Big Brother Yun, it's so delicious."

Wang Xuanji's hands were full of oil, so he playfully took a duck leg and handed it to Bao Bao. The latter held it in both hands and chewed it.

"Oh, it tastes pretty good, spring bamboo shoots and spring duck and spring vegetables, but it's a pity that there is no chili, so it doesn't have the taste of the soul."

It is not the first time that Yunsu has nostalgic for chili peppers. Unfortunately, there is no such thing in the Dacheng Dynasty, nor has I seen it in books. It is not possible to eat chili peppers in a short time.

Wang Xuanyu's dinner consisted of white water eggs and white rice and duck porridge. He bought her a small bamboo chair that could be placed on a bench. It was very convenient for her to sit in it and eat.

After dinner, Wang Xuanji went to take care of Wang Xuanyu to take a bath and fell asleep early, so Yunsu went to tidy up the study.

There are a total of 723 new books, all of which have just been printed, and have a strong scent of ink.

Although Yunsu loves money, the smell of ink is more pleasant than the smell of copper.

There were originally two large vertical bookshelves in the side room, and two more were dug out from the warehouse, just one on each of the four walls.

Yun Su read the mantra and flicked his long sleeves, and these new books flew off three bookshelves one after another, and put them in different categories. empty.

It was a little surprising that Boss Qian actually put a picture album in the book. It was that wonderful book with superb painters. Naturally, this kind of book could not be put on the bookshelf. Earn fifteen taels.

All that was left was the pile of broken books in the middle of the room.

"Gather!"

Yunsu stretched out his hand and grasped it, and saw that the dirty things in the broken book flew out one after another, gathered into a large group, and when the mana moved, these dirty things turned into powder, and with a flick of the finger, they flew out of the house and fell outside the city. In the wild land.

The broken book has become clean, but it is still a broken book, with a few pages missing and badly damaged.

Yunsu went back to the room and took a large stack of paper, ink sticks and water, and placed it in front of her to float in the air. Then, when her mind moved, thousands of broken books in the middle of the room floated.

"now!"

This time, the difficulty of casting spells is obviously much more difficult.

Similar to the method last time in the Wangfu Library, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Yun Su first cast a spell to capture the information remaining on these broken books, similar to the round light technique,

This method is difficult to cultivate. In addition to requiring the caster to have a very high cultivation base, it also requires a strong sense of consciousness, able to capture the remaining information of the other scholars above.

Compared with the well-preserved old books in the Wangfu Collection Pavilion, when many predecessors read the books, they thought and measured the traces left in their own words.

Countless bright words appeared on all the old books, especially dozens of them. There was a faint golden light on the paper, and the words of the dragon and the phoenix gradually emerged.

"go."

Yunsu pointed his finger, and the paper in front of him shattered into countless pieces of paper of various sizes, flew into countless broken books, and began to sew them together.

Some of the original cracks are slowly healing, which is very miraculous.

A book that was originally dilapidated was completed in a short time, but the text was still missing.

With another finger, the water and ink ingots fell on the inkstone and ground themselves, and soon became ink. After that, countless inks flew into the broken book that had just been repaired, and turned into words on it.

After a stick of incense, Yunsu breathed a sigh of relief when the last book was repaired and recorded. He was so strong, and felt dizzy.

He stretched out his hand, and ten books fell into his hands.

Compared with other books, these books are very different in terms of paper and the aura revealed after removing the dirt. Even the words on the pages seem to be extremely spiritual, obviously not ordinary.

"It's been busy for you."

He casually opened a page, and saw a few words written on it: "Way of Immortals"