Myriad Realms Free Mercenaries

Chapter 273

The shopkeeper originally didn't want to take money from Ouyang Fei, but when he saw the coins that Ouyang Fei took out and heard that they were coins from "heaven", he immediately stopped refusing.

"So, the little old man has the audacity to accept it." But he was not greedy, and only took one of the smallest coins, which weighed about the same as two coins in this era.

Two qian silver, that is, two hundred Wen, and the soup buns belong to the size of Xiaolongbao, you can buy two for one penny, but Ouyang Fei only needs fifty Wen to buy one hundred soup buns.

But the smallest coin in his hand was two cents, so the shopkeeper had no choice but to take the smallest coin. In terms of price, the shopkeeper naturally made a lot of money.

But the shopkeeper believed that the value of this silver coin was inestimable, because it was a coin used by gods, and he planned to pass it on as a family heirloom.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was so honest, Ouyang Fei was a little embarrassed. He was shameless enough to use these stainless steel coins as money.

Having said that, if things like stainless steel appeared in this era, their value might not be lower than silver, so Ouyang Fei didn't feel burdened.

However, Ouyang Fei still took another five-cent coin from the palm of his hand and put it in the shopkeeper's hand. The shopkeeper was naturally overjoyed and thanked him again and again.

Soon, the guy packed a hundred soups. Of course, he packed twenty more secretly, but he believed that even if the shopkeeper knew about it, he wouldn't scold him.

"Ou Daxia, your soup is packed." The man handed the bag to Ouyang Fei, and Ouyang Fei took one out of the bag on the spot, and bit it down.

The entrance of the soup was full of delicious fragrance. Ouyang Fei took the soup in his mouth and savored it carefully. The soup rolled back and forth on his tongue, and the whole mouth was filled with delicious fragrance.

"Well, these delicious buns are really good. I will buy them again next time. I wish the shopkeeper a prosperous business. I will say hello to the God of Wealth and ask him to take care of you. I didn't ask the shopkeeper Gao's name."

This is naturally a bit of Ouyang Fei's bad taste. He understands the celebrity effect better than anyone else. With his praise, this steamed stuffed bun shop will definitely have a prosperous business in the future.

It's very simple, because this is a bun that even the immortal Ou Daxia is full of praise for, so it must have its own uniqueness. In fact, the buns in this bun shop are indeed quite good. Steamed buns with this kind of taste are very rare.

In addition to Ouyang Fei's words, I will come to buy it next time, which means that if you come to this bun shop to eat buns, you may meet him. Naturally, people flock to him even more, and the shopkeeper and his family don't know, so they really think it's Ouyang Fei who invited the God of Wealth Take care of him.

When the shopkeeper heard Ouyang Fei's words, he was naturally ecstatic. He bowed to Ouyang Fei and said, "Little old man Shen Hua, his son died fighting against the Tartars, and only one young grandson, Shen You, is left behind. Thank you, Ou Daxia pity."

Ouyang Fei nodded, and said: "It turns out that it is the family of loyalists, so I did not help the wrong person. If so, I will leave first, shopkeeper Shen take care."

"Hey, Master Ou, go slowly."

The shopkeeper sent Ouyang Fei out of the shop, Ouyang Fei muttered to himself, Shen You?This name sounds familiar, I don't know where I heard it before.

Ouyang Fei couldn't think of it for a while, and Ouyang Fei didn't think about it any more. With a swipe of his sword finger, the long sword at his waist shot out, and turned into a broad sword in midair. Ouyang Fei jumped on the long sword and flew away.

He didn't know that the shopkeeper was the ancestor of Shen Wansan, who became famous decades later, and that Shen You was Shen Wansan's father.

So, it's no coincidence that Ouyang Fei casually made a wicked joke, but he really bumped into a family destined to become extremely rich.

When the veiled girl and the maid came out, Ouyang Fei had already left with the sword. The maid stomped her lotus feet and said angrily: "This Ou hero, why is he walking so fast? Little lady, your perfect husband My son-in-law is flying away!"

The girl shook her head with a broken smile, and said softly: "Ah Qing, what nonsense are you talking about! I have nothing to do with Ou Daxia, and I don't know each other at all. Why would my husband talk about it? Let's go! Go find Sister Guo Shi first. Settle down and talk."

"Oh!"

The girl was about to turn around and leave when she suddenly thought of something, turned around and entered the steamed stuffed bun shop, walked to the shopkeeper who was greeting customers, and said, "Shopkeeper, give me twenty soup dumplings."

"Hey, okay, please wait a moment, little lady, the soup dumplings will be here soon."

The girl suddenly said to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, can I take a step to speak?"

The shopkeeper followed the girl to the side strangely, and said, "I don't know what other orders the young lady has?"

The girl pondered for a moment, and said softly: "Shopkeeper, can you transfer one of the two silver coins that Ou Daxia gave you just now?"

The shopkeeper smiled wryly when he heard the words: "Young lady, I am joking. I am afraid that no one who gets this silver coin will be willing to transfer it out, right? The little old man intends to pass it on as a family heirloom, and please forgive me, little lady."

This young girl's voice is soft and sweet, gentle like water, she seems to be from the martial arts world, but she speaks softly with him, obviously her family is well educated.

If it's something else, the shopkeeper will help if he can, but this silver coin was given by Ou Daxia, how could he be willing to transfer it to others?
The girl seemed unwilling to give up, and said again: "Shopkeeper, I would like to buy it with a thousand taels of silver, please be sure to transfer one to me."

The shopkeeper was startled, he didn't expect the little lady to be so persistent, and asked immediately, "Why is the little lady so obsessed with this silver coin? I wonder if it's convenient to tell me?"

"This..." The girl bowed her head and turned her body slightly, but she was shy and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing this, Ah Qing hurriedly went to the shopkeeper's ear and whispered something, the shopkeeper's face was full of surprise, and he looked at the girl carefully. Although she covered most of her face with a veil, she could still see her With picturesque eyebrows and star-like eyes, she must be a supreme beauty.

Well, it was worthy of Ou Daxia. He finally relaxed and said, "Okay! I will give one to the young lady. I hope that the young lady can have her wish come true."

The girl was overjoyed when she heard the words, and quickly said softly to the maid: "Ah Qing, you take the 1000 taels of silver and give it to the shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper waved his hands again and again, took out the five-cent coin from his pocket, and said: "Young lady, don't be polite. If you measure this silver coin by money, wouldn't it be disrespectful to Hero Ou? Just take it, little lady, don't mention it again." A matter of money."

Hearing the words, the girl bowed deeply to the shopkeeper, and said, "Well, thank you shopkeeper, you are a good person, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky will definitely bless you."

The shopkeeper gently stroked the gray beard under his chin, and said happily: "I have a good word for my little lady, and my little old man also wishes my little lady to get her wish as soon as possible."

In today's world, because of Ouyang Fei's existence, people believe in the existence of ghosts and gods, and the social atmosphere can be said to be the most righteous time.

Positive energy is everywhere, and even the villains who have been evil for many years have changed their minds and started to do good deeds to accumulate virtue to atone for their sins. The people of the Song Dynasty are truly living in an era where they never close their homes at night and never pick up lost things on the road.

(End of this chapter)