Chapter 185 Fairy Waste 47
The elder brother covered his face with his hands: "Don't fight, the clothes you are wearing are still worth some money, but they are worthless if they are broken."
Thinking that the clothes could be pawned for some money, the sister-in-law had no choice but to give up, hold on to her waist that was being flashed, and they walked away together.
After the matter was settled, Liu Gongchang said in a long voice: "Junior brother, should these fifty taels of silver belong to my disciple? You can also convert them into crystal stones!"
Everyone was sweating. In the final analysis, it came down to money. What’s your apprentice’s belongs to you!
The viewer hurriedly said: "These two people have been making trouble here for a long time, which has affected a lot of incense and money."
Palace Chief Liu held the whisk and squinted: "My disciple wasted most of the day on this matter today. If something happens to the alchemy furnace, the dozens of crystals will be gone."
This money-grubbing old man!
Regardless, the temple owner said that everyone had contributed and had an impact on daily life, so it was divided into three parts, one each for Wuling Temple, Shanxia Taoist Temple, and Tianshi Palace. Fifty taels of silver,
Divided into 16 taels of silver, the remaining 2 taels were given to Xining.
Palace Chief Liu was speechless at this moment, which was regarded as approval. The way he meditates cross-legged on the futon is as refreshing and refined as a Taoist master.
Xining picked up the portrait and squinted at it for a while: "What a good painter, the painting is really similar. I must have looked like this when I was a child!"
If you say this now, no one will be suspicious. He said that after seeing the portrait, he thought the girl looked like him, which is probably a lie. He just came here to recognize her relatives randomly, hoping to get some benefits by sticking to Xi Ning.
You must know that Xi Ning is the best at refining elixirs now, and any elixir he takes out is worth one or two crystal stones. One or two spar in the countryside would be enough to eat delicious meat for a year and a half, or buy a few cents of land.
Xining looked at it carefully, then got closer and took a sniff: "Well, it's good ink."
Someone immediately understood, looked at the portrait and said: "This paper is the mulberry-edged paper used in Wulingshan calligraphy practice, and the ink is also pine smoke ink specially used for writing."
Pine smoke ink is made from burned pine smoke and light glue. It is black in color and has no luster, so it is suitable for writing. But it is fine in texture, moist in color, not greasy, and easy to attach color, so it is suitable for fine brushwork painting.
For portraits, oil smoke ink should be used, as pine smoke ink seems too dry.
The viewer came over to check, and it was indeed the case: "The pen is soft and soft, a little childish, but it still has some charm. It seems to be written by someone of a young age!"
Bai Xinmei was the best painter among her peers, but Xi Ning didn't say that. She can guess it, let alone an elder who is hundreds of years old.
When Palace Chief Liu heard this, he immediately said: "It seems that someone wants to harm my disciple. Junior brother, you must find out about this matter. Otherwise, it will be impossible to prevent it after three days of tossing."
Saying that nothing can happen is a lesson learned. If something happens to Tianshi Palace, he will never give up until he plucks out a few hairs.
The leader of the temple immediately said: "That's natural. Tianshi Palace is also the mainstay of Wuling Temple. There will never be any messy people affecting the cultivation of my brothers and sisters. Please rest assured, brother."
The silver was immediately divided, and with 18 taels in hand, Palace Chief Liu took the people on board the Guanzhu's talisman boat.
A group of pilgrims who came to offer incense knelt and kowtowed to the slowly rising talisman boat.
The owner of the temple felt a bit shortchanged. He had paid for the talisman ship, so this little money was not enough. When I get back, I'll check it out carefully. I must find it out. Wuling Temple cannot tolerate such things.
When Palace Chief Liu returned to Tianshi Palace, he shouted: "Let's start dinner soon. Ask Xiao Zao Shao to add an extra egg to your junior sister's noodles. She is growing and needs to be replenished."
Senior brothers... eighteen taels of silver just add an egg. This stingy master has already calculated that when they grow, he doesn't even add an egg to them.
Afterwards, Bai Xinmei was found out, but she refused to admit it, and there was nothing she could do. Xining smiled after hearing this and continued to refine her elixir. Anyway, after the body owner's brother and sister-in-law are dealt with, the body owner won't have to worry about being exploited in the future.
It's really satisfying to think about two people being carried by hands and feet, shouting and screaming all the way, being thrown into the air and out of the mountain gate.
As for the future, I can't control it. The money from the clothes pawn should be enough to pay for the round trip. When I get back to my hometown, I can be self-reliant.
While she was doing it, the master asked her to go again.
Once inside, something felt wrong. Not only the visitor, but also a group of quite strange people were in the hall.
Palace Chief Liu said slowly: "This is the mother of the Han family, Mrs. Han."
Mrs. Han was holding a dragon-head crutch and her face was rosy. Her hair is completely white and is tied into a bun. There is a purple-red band with a huge red coral in the center of her forehead. Holding a cane and sitting on the moved Taishi chair, he looked extremely majestic. Standing beside him were an older woman and two little girls dressed as maids from wealthy families.
Mother of the Han family, Han Xuan's grandmother, why is she here?
Xining saluted: "This junior has met Mrs. Han."
It felt like Mrs. Han's eyes were staring at the white jade hairpin on her head.
"Where did you get this hosta?" Madam Han's voice was old, but loud and clear, not angry or authoritative.
Xining replied: "Senior Brother Han Xuan gave it to me."
"Why give it to you?"
What's wrong? Xining immediately found a better reason: "This junior is refining elixirs for Senior Brother Han, so he should give me money to pay for the medicine."
"Nonsense!" Mrs. Han seemed to be angry: "This hosta was my dowry gift to Han Xuan's mother. I gave it away when we got engaged, but I wanted it back later."
At this time, there was a sound of clothes carrying wind outside, and Han Xuan came with a sword. After jumping off the purple gold dragon sword, he strode in, and the purple sword flew back to the scabbard behind him.
When he heard this, Han Xuan knelt down and saluted his grandson: "Why is grandma here?"
Mrs. Han had a sullen expression on her face and spoke with annoyance: "No wonder you don't want the second young lady of the Yan family. It turns out that you belong to someone else."
Xining frowned slightly. She just wanted to refine elixirs quietly, and didn't want to engage in any house fights or fights for her husband.
So he pulled out the hosta and said, "Senior brother, this hosta turns out to be so valuable. The medicine cannot be delivered. Now I will give it back to you. Don't forget to collect the money for fifty crystal pills and give it to me."
Han Xuan was slightly dazed, and Xining went up directly and placed the hosta on the table next to the Grand Master's chair. He took two steps back, looked at Palace Chief Liu, and asked for his opinion: "Is there anything you can do now? I still need to make alchemy!"
Mrs. Han was also stunned. She had just questioned her aggressively, but in the end she didn't care, which made the atmosphere in the hall seem a bit awkward.
After hearing this, Han Xuan broke the silence: "I rejected the Yan family because my grandson doesn't like Yan Ruyu. No matter how valuable this hosta is, it was sent out and returned. The grandson was annoyed. He happened to have no money and saw that his junior sister was upset. The hairpin is given away. Since grandma cares, please take it.”
What he said was reasonable, and he had given it as one of the betrothal gifts to show his solemnity. As a result, the marriage did not take place and they withdrew again. If Han Xuan insists on it, then if he decides on it in private for life, this hairpin will be too unlucky.
(End of chapter)