Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Lu Wensheng: “???”

Yan Qingshu's brain twitched, and he blurted out: "Sure enough, Rumor Flying Fish can knock someone down so easily."

Jin Jianxian, who was knocked down by the rumor flying fish, sat in the water in a daze. He obviously didn't react to the fact that he was inexplicably hit by a big nose by the fish.

Seeing this, Lu Wensheng and Yan Qingshu hurried over, one on the left and one on the right, helping the unfortunate child up. His buttocks were covered in mud and he looked miserable.

Jin Jianxian: “?_?” Why is he always so unlucky?

Lu Wensheng: "Ahem, ahem, Senior Brother Jin, who did you come in with?"

Jin Jianxian wrung the water off his clothes and said, "Xun Ruo, the chief of Piao Miao Valley, Junior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Jiang."

Jiang Xiuyuan is here too? Lu Wensheng frowned, but said nothing and simply asked Jin Jianxian to join them.

Because they were not real fishermen, they would stop working when they saw there were enough fish in the fish baskets. When selling raw fish, they used shallow buckets and soaked them in clean water strung between willow leaves.

The three of them returned with the fish basket. There was a well in Lu Wensheng's "home", so they quickly drew water from it, poured the fish into the bucket, and also put the shrimps they had caught into the bucket.

To get money for the trip to the city, the three of them went back to their "home" and rummaged through the drawers and cabinets to find the money. Jin Jianxian also changed his clothes, and then the three of them got together on an ox cart.

The cow has a stout body, with pointed horns pointing upwards, a bridle on its head, a small bell tied to its neck, a beard extending to its belly, a slightly hunched back with a double-shaft yoke on top, and its broad body decorated with belts for the harness.

The seat is two thick and hard shafts that pass through the frame at the bottom of the body panel.

Lu Wensheng and Jin Jianxian carried the barrel up, and the three of them sat around the barrel on the hay in the cart - they were definitely a very shabby group of monks.

It was the first time for all three of them to ride in a bullock cart and experience this kind of experience of going into the city. Looking around, they felt no different from country bumpkins going into the city, absolutely no OOC.

The town was exactly the same as the one Lu Wensheng and his companions had seen at that time. The only road was bumpy, but both sides were full of vitality, covered with red flowers and green grass. The tall city walls in front of them were at most a little mottled, with only ivy entwined around the corners. The residents at the city gate came and went, and it looked very lively.

You have to pay an entrance fee to enter the city. When I first entered, the streets were empty and dead silent, but now they are full of life.

At the intersections of alleys and at the bridge gates, people sell all kinds of seasonal fruits, food and drinks, all under green cloth umbrellas. Beds and stools are lined up on the street - that is, they use green cloth umbrellas for shade and use beds and stools as counters to build temporary stalls that are easy to dismantle.

There are many mobile vendors on the streets, some selling knives, scissors, groceries, some selling tea, some fortune tellers, and some performing acrobatics.

The streets were bustling with peddlers carrying goods on their shoulders, and there were even vendors on the bridge. There were five or six stalls on the left, some with parasols and some with awnings.

Some of the items placed on the shelves or plates should be food, and some of the items placed on the ground are tools and daily necessities. The two stalls on the right also sell things under parasols and awnings.

Lu Wensheng gave the old man driving the ox cart a few copper coins and found out the specific location of the stall - why not go to the restaurant? Because shouting in a crowded place would make it easier to find other people along the way.

"Are you selling fish? How come you don't even have a knife or a cutting board to scale and fillet the fish?"

A woman carrying a basket of vegetables came over.

They were just using the excuse of selling fish, not really selling fish, so where were the tools? The three of them were silent for a moment.

Yan Qingshu: "Uh... because my heart is as cold as the knife that has been killing fish for ten years at RT-Mart, so no need?"

The woman didn't understand and snorted. Her expression suddenly became gloomy and a strange smile appeared on her face.

"Or are you not selling fish at all?"

As soon as these words were spoken, most of the residents passing by stopped, the customers and bosses doing business nearby turned their heads, and a few children playing on the roadside also looked up with strange eyes, as if they were expecting the identities of the three to be questioned so that they could go up and have a share of the pie.

Yan Qingshu sighed and took a deep breath.

"We sell fish! But we don't sell ordinary fish!"

"Not just any fish?"

Yan Qingshu said seriously: "Yes, it's not an ordinary fish, it's the fish in Wang Wei's poem!"

The woman's transformation froze. "Huh?!"

Even the other residents who were ready to make a move were stunned.

Jin Jianxian: “Ah?” Who is Wang Wei?

Lu Wensheng: “???” Sister Yan’s mouth is really amazing.

"Ahem, have you heard of Wang Wei's poem? The fish can be seen in the warm and red sunlight; the village is dark green and crows are hidden in the evening; young and old people gather together to watch the sunset... The fish we sell are the ones in here! We sell them by the piece!"

Lu Wensheng: ...I am very touched that Sister Yan remembered the poem correctly, but it was written by Du Fu!!!

The woman was confused and said, "It's so amazing, how much does it cost?"

How could Yan Qingshu know how to sell a fish? He just opened his mouth and said.

"One hundred coins."

"One hundred coins?! That's so expensive! Just go and rob me! You could just rob me of the money, but you're giving me a fish?"

"The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish, okay? How is it expensive? We have been charging this price for so many years, okay? This is a co-branded fish with the famous Wang Wei! Do you know how much effort we put in? Why do you think it is expensive?!

Don't talk nonsense with your eyes open. Look for your own reasons. Have you worked hard to make money over the years? Has your monthly salary increased? If you can't afford it, forget it. Why are you slandering our fish?!"

The two of them watched Yan Qingshu come back with the idea, but his tone was rather rude.

The woman blushed and hesitated, wanting to refute something, but Yan Qingshu took advantage of the situation and continued to attack her.

"Don't tell me you haven't even heard of Wang Wei! He's a famous person! Who among the smart and knowledgeable people doesn't know him?!"

Yan Qingshu was a social terrorist. He turned around and asked the resident who had just been staring at them.

"Do you know Wang Wei? All smart people know him! Do you know him?"

That person refused to admit that he was not smart. No matter who Wang Wei was, he would recognize him even if he didn't know him in public.

So he nodded calmly, as if he really knew Wang Wei: "Yes, he is the famous Wang Wei, isn't he?"

"What about you? Do you recognize him?" Yan Qingshu asked quickly.

The person being asked: "Yes! How could I not know him?! Isn't it that guy, Wang Wei!" Holy shit, is there really such a person? They all know him, if I don't know him, wouldn't I be OUT? !

Lu Wensheng: "......" The Emperor's Wang Wei, right? Aren't there too many elements? !

Yan Qingshu spread his hands and looked at the woman.

"Look, this is a famous person that everyone knows. Tell me, is this fish worth the price?!"

The woman nodded frantically: "Value, value, value!" Although she didn't know who Wang Wei was, this was the fish in Wang Wei's poem!