The strongest world crossing

"Ms. Xiaohua, Mr. Ye is really Mrs. Xiaohua's fiancé?" A gossip aunt at the booth next to her couldn't help but ask.

"That's natural!" Xiao Hua raised the corners of her mouth, closed the door, and walked lightly in a certain direction.

Holding the purse, Ye Zhen sighed inwardly, touched his pale face, and glanced at the sun in the sky.

After a while, some fine sweat broke out, wiped the sweat off his face, Ye Zhen smiled wryly, "I'm really a little boy."

However, when Ye Zhen was thinking about where to find the ox cart, the ox cart drove over from behind as soon as the light came on.

The coachman patted Ye Zhen on the shoulder and said, "Hey little brother, do you want to use an ox cart?"

"Yes, how much is it?" Ye Zhen asked, really thinking about something.

The dark and thin coachman grinned and raised a finger.

"A tael of silver! Isn't it too expensive?" Ye Zhen knew the value of a tael of silver in ancient times even if he came here through time travel.

"Little brother is wrong, it's not a tael, it's a penny," the black and thin coachman quickly corrected.

"A penny?" Ye Zhen was a little surprised, it was too cheap, a penny might not even be able to afford the fodder to feed the cows.

In the end, Ye Zhen bought the ox cart for a penny.

Under the guidance of the coachman, Ye Zhen came to a forest beside the official road. Ye Zhen dared not go to a place that was too far away, for fear of being robbed.

However, holding the axe, Ye Zhen looked at the blow with all his strength, and the tree was only broken, but his palms were numb from the shock, and he froze in place.

However, when Ye Zhen's egg was hurting, a strong woodcutter with dry firewood on his back turned a corner and came to Ye Zhen.

"Little brother, do you need to cut down trees? If there are no more than ten trees, it only costs one penny," the woodcutter said.

"Another penny?" Ye Zhen looked at the woodcutter with a foolish smile, and frowned instantly. What did Ye Zhen think of behind this strange price.

ps It’s not a tragedy, it won’t abuse, I just wanted to write some warm dramas, but recently I’m in a bad state, I feel that the whole world, the white snake world, has not been written well, originally planned to write a lot, now it’s up to the situation, the next world needs to be well planned one time.

Chapter 285 The Touch of Silent Giving

Looking around, the mountain is covered with nothing but big trees and occasional pedestrians passing by on the official road.

Shaking his head, Ye Zhen took out a penny from the golden purse and put it in the woodcutter's hand.

"One penny, right? Three trees, please trouble uncle." Ye Zhen put the penny in the woodcutter's hand, and took two steps back.

Not to mention, this woodcutter has been chopping firewood all year round, and he is really good at cutting trees. The angle and strength are all very good for me. After a while, a big tree with a thick waist fell to the ground.

Soon, the three big trees were completed. The woodcutter cut off the branches and took them home as firewood. Then, together with the coachman, he cut the big tree into six sections and carried them to the ox cart.

"Thank you uncle, you and this brother's asking price is really low," Ye Zhen also pointedly said.

When the woodcutter heard this, his body froze, and he quickly forced a smile on his face, saying, "That's right, I did it easily, and a penny is enough to buy a sesame seed cake, and there are these firewood."

Ye Zhen nodded, and then stopped talking, but on the way back, he suddenly turned his head and said, "How much did Xiaohua give you?"

"Every penny... um... who is Xiaohua?" The woodcutter suddenly came back to his senses, cold sweat dripped down his face instantly, but... Ye Zhen was a little different.

The cold sweat on the woodcutter's face has almost turned into a stream. You must know that he didn't sweat when he felled the tree just now.

"Uncle...I advise you to go see a doctor..." Ye Zhen shook his head slightly, wondering if the woodcutter was sick and sweated so much that he died of dehydration after a long time?

However, what Ye Zhen, who was swaying towards the city in a bullock cart, didn't know that the sweaty woodcutter was prostrate and trembling violently in front of Xiaohua.

"Ms. Xiao Hua... Little... I didn't expect Ye Xianggong to be so smart..." The woodcutter trembled, not sure if he was too scared, and then he turned into a big catfish!

"Forget it, you go back, the young master is born smart, it seems that he knows it from birth, how can I hide this little trick from the young master?" Xiao Hua sighed.

As he spoke, he waved his hand and gave the catfish spirit a spirit herb, saying, "Eat it, and then go back to practice, you hardened catfish spirit, if you do evil, the Taoist priests will stew you."

Seeing that Xiaohua really didn't seem to be planning to kill him, Catfish Spirit finally heaved a sigh of relief, took the spirit grass in his mouth, didn't want any firewood, thanked Xiaohua a thousand times, and ran away in a hurry.

Unknowingly...Xiao Hua, who once had a cultivation base of more than 300 years, could not even beat a wild dog, but now...has become a famous big monster with a radius of hundreds of miles.

Even practitioners in some Taoist temples know the existence of Xiao Hua.

But at first, Xiaohua did not violate the laws of heaven and morality, and has been doing good deeds, and even often went to temples and Taoist temples to pray for blessings.

The most important thing is that although Xiaohua is not very strong, she is very proficient in Taoism. It is impossible to accept Xiaohua without paying a huge price, so in the past two years... Xiaohua can also be peaceful in Hangzhou City Life.

After entering the city, Ye Zhen thought of what he needed, so he asked the coachman to send the wood to Ye Kee Teahouse. He asked all the way and bought some tools at the carpentry workshop and blacksmith shop.

Looking at the time, Ye Zhen hurried back to the teahouse, and the three giant trees were already lying in the courtyard.

"Young master has not recovered yet, how can you take these heavy objects?" Seeing some strange things in Ye Zhen's arms, Xiao Hua said, and quickly reached out to grab them.

"Master, these are... what are they..." Taking the things out of the package, Xiao Hua held something rather novel and asked.

Ye Zhen took the object, and said with a painful face, "This thing is called a hand saw. I asked the blacksmith to make it. For this thing, young master, I spent half a tael of silver...".

"Master, don't worry. Although our family is not very rich now, we are not short of this little money," Xiao Hua comforted with a smile.

Ye Zhen licked his lips and nodded. How much money does Xiaohua have? In Ye Zhenxin's mind, it is almost the same as Xiaohua's dowry. Using Xiaohua's money... even if it is only a penny, Ye Zhenxin is very uncomfortable.

"It seems that... in the future, it is the right way to find ways to make money as soon as possible," Ye Zhenxin thought silently.

However, Xiaohua on the side looked at Ye Zhen with a small face, wondering why the young master had already guessed that she was helping him, but he didn't seem to notice.

"Could it be that I'm thinking too much?" Xiao Hua thought.

Ye Zhen, who was busy at the side, did guess something, and the only possible person was Xiao Hua.

It's just that Xiaohua did all this for his own good, and the reason why she hid it was because she was afraid of hurting his self-esteem.

Xiao Hua's delicate face, Ye Zhen saw the expression waiting for reprimand from the corner of his eyes, but he just smiled in his heart, and secretly said, "If you give so silently, if I question you and lose my temper with you, am I still a man?" ?”

"In real life, there are many artists who lived on soft food in their early years. Now that I wake up, young master, I will definitely let you live a good life in the future. This is not in vain for your painstaking efforts, girl, and my status as a time traveler. ".

"This bed, let's make it together." Ye Zhen asked the blacksmith to make a hand saw that could be used by two people.

He took out a piece of charcoal from the stove and drew a drawing on the ground paved with bluestone.

Carpenter Ye Zhen once worked as a small worker for half a year. Although this bed is not sure that it can be made into a work of art, it must be no problem for sleeping.

only...

"When did my handwriting become so good?" At first, I thought that the drawings hadn't been discovered yet. After the flowers were finished, I looked again, and Ye Zhen found that the handwriting he wrote was even better than those so-called calligraphers on TV. Both are a hundred times more beautiful!

Although those calligraphy masters have a lot of moisture, they are a hundred times more beautiful...Ye Zhen's eyes suddenly lit up, but he thought of a good way to make money.

"The Great Song Dynasty puts more emphasis on literature than martial arts. If nothing else, just relying on my good handwriting, I can do well in any place..."