After rebirth, the master became the white moonlight

Fang Yuan knocked on Xiao Zijun's door with a ready breakfast.

When Xiao Zijun opened the door, Fang Yuan saw that he was only wearing a white inner coat, the outer robe was draped over his shoulders, and his hair was loose and untied. It was rare to see Xiao Zijun like this.

Seeing that it was Fang Yuan, Xiao Zijun frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

His first reaction was whether Fang Yuan had committed something to come to him so early in the morning.

"Master let me in, the porridge is almost cold."

Fang Yuan brought a plate with eggs and porridge in it, Xiao Zijun turned and entered the room, leaving a door open for Fang Yuan.After he went in, he put the plate on the table, and Fang Yuan said with a smile, "Master, do you want to eat?"

Xiao Zijun looked at him, but Fang Yuan didn't notice, he just took the breakfast out of the plate.

"Fang Yuan." Xiao Zijun said suddenly, and Fang Yuan's hand that placed the bowl trembled, "Huh?"

"What mistake did you make again?" Xiao Zijun asked him.

"No, no. Master, why don't you eat first?"

Xiao Zijun sat down on the chair in doubt, scooped up the porridge, the porridge was very sticky, and the white rice was rotten and blooming.

Fang Yuan picked up the comb, "Disciple help Master tie his hair?" Seeing that Xiao Zijun didn't object, he used the comb to smooth his hair and put it together. Fang Yuan asked, "Master, where is your hair tie?"

"On the shelf." Fang Yuan turned his head and saw a white hair band on the clothes rack. He reached out to take it, and instead of putting it on Xiao Zijun's head in a hurry, he put it on his hand and looked it up, and then Said: "Master, this one has been used for a long time. I will give Master a new one." Like offering a treasure, he took out the white gold pattern hairband he bought yesterday, and put it on Xiao Zijun.

Xiao Zijun finished his porridge slowly, and Fang Yuan watched him drink the porridge. Xiao Zijun warned him, "If you make a mistake, it's better to say it early. It's useless to please me."

"I really didn't make a mistake, so why don't I give something to the master?" Although the wool may come out from the sheep in the end, the master doesn't know it.

Xiao Zijun just hummed and ate the eggs on the plate. Fang Yuan stared at Xiao Zijun's hairband for a while. He admitted that he really had ulterior motives in sending the master's hairband, but wearing this hairband on Xiao Zijun's head really very nice.

After collecting the plate, Xiao Zijun was already sitting at the table flipping through the book, before Xiao Zijun could say anything more, Fang Yuan said first: "Master, if there is nothing else, I will go back first, and I will go to the school grounds to see if there is anything else I can buy. Today is the last day."

"Ah."

He watched Fang Yuan go out with a plate with a smile on his face, and he always felt that Fang Yuan was doing some small activity.

And Fang Yuan couldn't be happier, when he came out, he brought out Xiao Zijun's used hair tie, and he took it out of his arms and looked around, it seemed that it wasn't a hair tie, but money, money, money .

He moved the small table to the school grounds, set up a sign on the table, and wrote on the sign with his dog-like characters: Genuine!The headband used by Xiao Zijun himself!Fake one pay ten!

Fang Yuan's knowledge is not deep, and he can't write words that are too literary, but Fang Yuan feels that the value of some things does not need to spend so much ink to promote it. As soon as his brand stands here, there will be people watching.

Sure enough, in less than a cup of tea, the stall was surrounded by groups, most of them were female cultivators. They all recognized Fang Yuan because of the crackdown on counterfeiting before, and Fang Yuan, as Xiao Zijun's personal disciple, had a The surrounding area of ​​the item is not too much, so they squeezed their heads one by one and asked:

"How to sell how to sell?"

Fang Yuan felt that it was just a hair tie, so what if it belonged to Xiao Zijun, it was still an ordinary hair tie, and it was used before, so he was not too unconcerned, and said, "The starting price is 50 silver."

But Fang Yuan never expected that Xiao Zijun's name was really useful. He completely underestimated the purchasing power and wealth of these nuns. A full 50 times higher!Fang Yuan was shocked. A middle-to-high-grade sharp sword is only worth this price. It really makes people feel that prices are impermanent.

He kept his head down and recorded the price of each round. No one bid for a while, he lowered his head and shouted: "1500 silver once."

Just after shouting, someone knocked on his table, and when he looked up, Xuanwen was standing in front of the crowd, with a puzzled expression on his face, he asked, "What are you doing?"

"Make money." Fang Yuan replied.

Xuanwen glanced at the neatly stacked white hairbands in the box next to him, and remembered that Fang Yuan asked him to borrow money yesterday and said that he wanted to buy a hairband as a gift to the master. Arm said: "To be discovered by Master, do you want to have your legs broken?"

Fang Yuan frowned: "You don't tell me, I don't tell you, how could Master know that he never participated in this kind of activities."

"There are so many people in Xiaoshan, and the trade fair is open to the public, so maybe Master will know about it."

"Don't worry, brother, everything will be fine."

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded by Xuanwen, he got up and left the booth. How could Fang Yuan not know Xiao Zijun's character?

How could he know that he didn't take two steps, and when he raised his head, a person came to meet him. He was dressed in white clothes, his headband fluttered to his chest, and he could see the golden auspicious pattern shining on it against the light. Isn't this his master...Xuan Wen also thought that his eyes were broken. For so many years, Xiao Zijun had never participated in a trade fair, but this year Fang Yuan's time to die came.

Xuanwen looked around, only Fang Yuan's stall was the most eye-catching, because there were too many people watching, anyone who saw him wanted to go over and take a look, Xuanwen saw that Xiao Zijun was about to walk over, and said bravely: " Master."

"Why are you here? Didn't Fang Yuan ask you to buy a sword?" Xiao Zijun glanced at Xuan Wen with no expression on his face.

"...Xiaoyuan, he..." Xuanwen has always said one thing and another, and he can't even tell a lie. With such obvious stuttering, Xiao Zijun couldn't help but look at him again.

Xuanwen didn't even have time to tell the lie, when he heard Fang Yuan's voice coming through the crowd: "1750 silver once!!"

Xiao Zijun walked over after hearing the words, but Xuanwen didn't stop him: "Hey, Master..." He sighed, and could only pray that Fang Yuan would not be too miserable.

There were more and more people onlookers, and Fang Yuan felt overwhelmed while sitting inside, he lowered his head and said while paddling, "Get out of the way, 1750 silver twice!"

"1750 silver three..." Before he could say it three times, a piece of gold was placed in front of him. Fang Yuan stared, then changed his words:

"Someone has withdrawn money..." He raised his head and wanted to take a look at the benefactor, but he was startled, and swallowed the words behind him, feeling that the man's eyes were like two poisoned knives, stabbing him directly in the face, Fang Yuan He smiled flatly and said, "Master, hahaha, why are you here?"

Xiao Zijun ignored him, squinted at the people around him, and asked, "Is there anyone who is taller?"

Not to mention the taller ones, there was no one to talk to, and the people who had been squeezed into a nest just now scattered cleanly. Xiao Zijun reached for his hairband, turned his head and left.

Just now he told his senior brother that there would be no problem, and the retribution came in a matter of minutes, and Fang Yuan had no choice but to get up and chase after him.

"Master..." He tugged on Xiao Zijun's fluttering sleeve, but was thrown away.

"Master, Master, are you angry?" He pulled his sleeve again, this time it was very tight, Xiao Zijun didn't let go, he turned around and looked at Fang Yuan, "Master, listen to me..."

Xiao Zijun asked earnestly, "Fang Yuan, are you short of money?"

As if he didn't expect Xiao Zijun to ask this question, Fang Yuan hummed subconsciously, but Xiao Zijun directly stuffed him with a bag of heavy things. He looked down and saw that it was a money bag, which was not silver, but half a bag of gold!He was so frightened that his hands shook, the purse fell to the ground, a few gold pieces scattered out, Fang Yuan squatted down to pick it up, and when he stood up, Xiao Zijun walked away again.

He chased after him, and returned the purse to Xiao Zijun, with a somewhat anxious face: "Master, I... neither, I just think it's fun..."

Xiao Zijun couldn't be considered angry, so he said flatly, "How old are you? You don't need me to teach you what you can play and what you can't?"

"It was the disciple who was wrong."

Xiao Zijun didn't show him any good looks, and left after speaking. The calmer he was, the more angry he was. Maybe he didn't want to talk to him anymore if he was angry. Fang Yuan didn't dare to touch him, so he stopped chasing him.

He was twirling the rope around his waist with his fingers, and he was in a trance when he heard someone say behind him: "I made your master angry again."

Fang Yuan looked back, it was Song Jian again.

"Senior Brother Song, are you free?" Fang Yuan looked at him and suddenly said, "Why do I feel that wherever my master is, there is you?"

Song Jian shrugged: "It's just a coincidence. I just came over there and saw you being scolded. What good thing did you do?"

Fang Yuan said frankly: "I sold my master's hairband, it's real."

Song Jian looked incredible, and he asked: "No way... how much did you sell?"

"1750 silver."

"and then?"

"Then my master bought it with a piece of gold."

"and then?"

"How can there be a second, and then I was scolded by my master to be bloody."

Song Jian turned to look at him: "You deserve it, you dare to sell his personal belongings to someone like your master, there is no other person in Xiaoshan except you."

Fang Yuan sighed: "I don't know if there is a second person, I only know that Master seems to be really angry."

Song Jian didn't speak, Fang Yuan suddenly poked him: "Senior Brother Song, if you made Master angry, what would you do?"

"I won't do such a stupid thing." Fang Yuan could feel how much Senior Brother Song disdained his behavior.

Fang Yuan said: "I mean if, what if?"

Song Jian thought for a while: "Then I should admit my mistake."

"Oh, this is useless, I just admitted my mistake." He did admit his mistake just now, but Xiao Zijun ignored him.

"Admitting your mistakes? You're begging for mercy. I don't need to look at it to know it. It's you who know you made a mistake and don't repent. Think about it for yourself. I'm leaving."

After Song Jian left, Fang Yuan wandered around the school grounds alone while thinking.