Taoist Myth: I am the last true immortal in the world

Chapter 4 Looks a lot like an old friend of mine

ten days later.

Chen Yun finally saw what Xigou City looked like.

This is a huge city whose walls are made of rammed earth and built solidly.

The city walls are high and the watchtowers are majestic.

The city gate is open, and pedestrians rush in and out from time to time, making it bustling and noisy.

At a glance, this majestic city is eleven or twelve miles long and seven or eight miles wide.

Chen Yun estimated that the city covered an area of ​​23 square kilometers.

According to Mr. San, Xigou City was only a city under the rule of the Qin State, with a population of about 50 living in it.

This surprised Chen Yun very much.

Xigou City is just a city, not even a "county", let alone a "county".

The "city" of Qin is equivalent to a county in modern society.

A "county" is roughly like a prefecture-level city.

"County" means province.

Is an ancient "county-level city" as big as Xianyang, the capital of the Qin Dynasty in my memory?

The population is still almost equal?
Chen Yun really couldn't understand this "magic world" more and more.

This wasn't what surprised him the most.

What surprised Chen Yun most was that there was a mountain range not far from Xigou City that might be larger than that of China in his previous life.

This mountain range reaches straight into the sky, as if it is hundreds of thousands of meters high.

And this mountain range is Zhongnan Mountain, where gods live in legend.

There was another thing he was confused about.

We saw many villages along the way.

There are several shrines in those villages regardless of their size.

It is not unusual to have a shrine.

What Chen Yun is confused about is that the largest temple in each village is Laojun Temple, followed by other temples, such as Eight Immortals Temple, Jade Emperor Temple, etc.

Generally speaking, different beliefs often lead to different sacrifices to gods, not to mention that there is a Laojun temple in every place.

Walk along the flat bluestone road.

The city is very lively.

"Selling straw sandals! Good quality straw sandals only cost ten cents!"

“Don’t miss it when you’re passing by. Would you like some refreshing and delicious winter dates?”

"How do you sell this crown comb?"

"Uncle, two cents for the oil cake."

Chen Yun could see that both sides of the street were bustling with vendors and customers of all kinds, shouting and bargaining loudly, making the whole city full of life and vitality.

The densely packed shops and dazzling array of products are dizzying.

It was the first time for several teenagers in the car to see such a lively scene. They were all timid and silent, staring at both sides of the street with wide eyes.

Afterwards, Chen Yun passed through the busiest city center and saw Laojun Temple, which was seated like a palace.

Finally, after about half an hour of travel.

The donkey cart stopped in a relatively sparsely populated "human market" in the west of the city.

This is a place somewhat similar to a small commodity market.

Look inside along the entryway.

There are countless shops that say something like "Yaxing".

Chen Yun could clearly see many boys and girls sitting at the door of "Jiang Ji Ya Xing" near the door.

There are wooden boards with price tags placed next to these boys and girls.

For example, the boy with a tiger-like head and a strong head was priced at 15 taels.

The other boy, who was smaller and dirty, had a price tag of only ten taels.

On the contrary, the price tag for a little girl with an oval face was relatively high, a full 20 taels.

There were several well-dressed and beautiful women sitting in the dental shop.

Prices were also marked next to these beautiful women, and one even listed the price as 80 taels of silver.

But this is not the most expensive.

The most expensive thing Chen Yun saw was a middle-aged man with a scrawled face, and the price was as high as 1000 taels of silver!

"Don't look at it. The women in it are all the women from the official families whose homes were confiscated and their clans were exterminated. You can't buy them home if you have money."

The third master glanced at the young men.

Then he jumped down from the donkey cart and said, "Follow me in."

Chen Yun said "Oh" and got out of the car with three or four teenagers.

Keep walking inward.

We came to a small shop in the innermost part of the market.

The third master took out the key and opened the door, "Come in."

There was a musty smell.

Chen Yun looked inside and found that the shop only covered an area of ​​ten or twenty square meters.

At this moment, he finally understood why the third master spent a round trip of 20 days to go to a small mountain village to sell people. The scale of the operation was very small.

……

Three days passed in a flash.

During this period, the three or four teenagers who came together were picked and bought.

The tall, thin boy sold 14 taels.

The dark-skinned boy sold 11 taels.

There were two other young men who were relatively thin and sold for only nine taels and eighty taels respectively.

Only Chen Yun asked for a higher price, and no one was willing to pay a high price yet.

In other words, the third master saw Chen Yun's accounting ability and was unwilling to sell.

Noon today.

Chen Yun and San Ye were the only two people left in the shop.

The third master looked at the account book and said with admiration: "You have done a very good job with the accounts. It is not a loss to spend 20 taels of silver to buy you back."

Chen Yun smiled and said nothing.

The third master said again: "I'm thinking whether I should train you and be the shopkeeper for me in the future. I'll go to the countryside to collect the children."

Chen Yunzhi was no longer a human trafficker and responded vaguely.

While they were chatting, a young man dressed as a Taoist priest walked into the door.

As soon as the third master saw the Taoist priest, he immediately stood up and walked out to bow, "I have met Wang Xianzhang."

The young Taoist priest known as Taoist Wang looked very polite and bowed in return: "The shopkeeper is very polite."

Huh?
Is a Taoist priest.

He seems to have a lot of status.

Chen Yun's heart moved. He thought that the third master had told him on the way here a few days ago that monks and Taoists had a high status in the world.

The third master fawningly invited Wang Xianchang to sit down, and then said: "Xianchang, please sit down for a moment, and I will bring out some cakes."

"Thanks to the shopkeeper's kindness, I don't need the cakes." Wang Xianchang declined and explained his purpose of coming, "I think my junior fellow from the Chinese Medicine Garden has been dismissed after five years, so I want to find a new job. I bought those long tools from your tooth shop before. Go back, so I thought of you again this time to see if there is a suitable candidate." "Wang Xianchang, you are so merciful. In other people's homes, the buyers and servants will stay with you for a lifetime. You, the Ningyang Cave Missionary Temple, bought people and returned them. He didn't sign the deed of betrayal, but gave me a monthly payment, and after five years, I gave him dozens of taels of silver to send him off, he was really compassionate."

The third master didn't know whether he was flattering or sincerely flattering.

As he said that, he glanced at Chen Yun. It was obvious that he didn't want to sell it, so he said tactfully, "It's a pity that I only have a thin boy here for the time being. He may not be qualified for your position as the chief engineer of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Garden. How about you go to another place?" Where to look?"

Hearing this, Chen Yun's heart skipped a beat, vaguely knowing that the Third Master no longer wanted to sell himself to others.

Normal human traffickers seek money and are essentially businessmen. Regardless of whether the goods are defective or not, they will definitely promote them.

However, not only did Mr. San not promote the product just now, he also took the initiative to belittle the product. It was obvious that he did not want to sell it.

Chen Yun thought about it carefully and figured out what was going on.

Not surprisingly, it must be because of his outstanding accounting ability in the past two days that the third master developed a love for talents and wanted to let himself inherit his mantle.

No matter how bad it is, as I said at the beginning, I want to keep myself as a cashier or shopkeeper.

He never thought about being a human trafficker in ancient times, so naturally he was unwilling to stay here.

It's just that Mr. San doesn't want to promote himself.

If this continues for a long time, I am afraid that I will really have to live in humiliation.

Chen Yun knew that he couldn't compromise like this and had to find a way to escape as soon as possible.

Wang Xian took a long look at Chen Yun, then looked away and said: "Well, he is a little thinner, that's fine, I will look elsewhere."

After saying this, Wang Xianchang turned around and wanted to leave.

Chen Yun learned that monks and Taoists had a high status in this world.

In addition, the third master just called the other party "Wang Xianchang".

Chen Yun estimated that the other party might really know some unpredictable "magic skills".

Maybe this King Immortal is the opportunity to help him escape from this place.

How could he miss this good opportunity?
"Chief Immortal, stay!"

Chen Yun hurriedly shouted loudly.

The third master's expression changed, and he scolded Chen Yun for the first time: "Shut up!"

"Hey, shopkeeper, please don't scare me."

Wang Xianchang had a good temper. When he turned around, he also asked the third master not to scold Chen Yun.

The third master kept saying "yes".

Wang Xian looked over and asked with a smile: "Little friend, why did you call Pindao to stop?"

Chen Yun knew there was only one chance to convince Wang Xianchang to buy him.

If he can't be persuaded, I'm afraid he will be dealt with by the third master tonight.

Thoughts raced in his mind, and he soon knew what to say.

Chen Yundao: "Master Immortal, I am literate."

Yes, he only said that he was literate.

This may seem ridiculous to people in modern society.

After all, everyone has attended nine-year compulsory education.

What’s so strange about literacy?

But in ancient society, literacy was a great thing.

Because not everyone can afford to go to school!

He had seen this world text before and knew that it was "traditional Chinese". He might not be able to understand each character individually, but there was no problem in connecting them together.

It is said that the characters used in the Qin Dynasty were not "traditional characters".

The reason why "traditional Chinese characters" are used now is entirely because of the initiative of the suzerain country, and all other dominant countries and subordinate countries have to use this type of writing.

So Chen Yun wanted to make a bet, betting that the King of Immortals cherished literate people more than those who were strong and healthy.

The Third Master frowned even more. After so many days of contact, he certainly knew that Chen Yun was literate.

A "master of arithmetic" and literate.

This is also the main reason why he is unwilling to sell Chen Yun.

Wang Xianchang was obviously startled for a moment, and asked curiously: "Are you literate?"

Chen Yun nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

Wang Xian became interested, glanced at the counter, then picked up a ledger, opened it, handed it over and said, "Read it and let me listen."

The third master looked at Chen Yun with a livid face.

It looks like the bet was won!

Chen Yun was secretly happy, but his face remained calm.

He stretched out his hand to take the account book and read without saying a word: "On the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the boy Zhao Shitou came in and spent seven taels. On the twentieth of December, the boy Zhao Shitou came out and received 14 taels. February 20...Chen Yun, [-] taels..."

Chen Yun read the contents of this page of the ledger in one breath.

Wang Xianchang became more and more satisfied as he watched.

The third master's face became increasingly ugly.

He seemed to have a premonition that he would not be able to retain such a high-level talent as Chen Yun.

Finally, when Chen Yun finished reading, he glanced at the third master and Wang Xianchang, fearing that just showing his literacy would not be enough to make Wang Xianchang determined to spend a lot of money to buy him.

He thought for a while and deliberately said in a showoff: "Third Master, I remembered it wrong."

The third master looked puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Xianchang took advantage of the situation and looked over.

When Chen Yun saw Wang Xianchang, his face was full of curiosity, and he knew that he had to let the other party understand.

He organized his language and said clearly: "The amount you bought for me, Zhao Shitou and the other five people was 20 taels, 46 taels, 14 taels, 11 taels and 42 taels respectively. It cost a total of 16 taels of silver, and four people were sold. The income of silver is [-] taels, [-] taels and [-] taels, [-] taels and [-] taels respectively. The total gain is [-] taels and five cents. After removing the cost, you should have lost [-] taels and five cents of silver, but you wrote a profit of [-] taels and five cents. You forgot to put the purchase My money has gone up.”

Of course the third master knew, because he didn't want to sell Chen Yun at all, so he didn't make any calculations.

Chen Yun also knew that the third master knew that the reason why he pointed it out was solely for Wang Xianchang to hear.

When the third master saw that Chen Yun was "determined to leave," his frown deepened.

Chen Yun didn't care what the third master thought, he just looked to the left calmly.

Wang Xianchang looked more and more surprised, "Can you still count?"

Chen Yun understood that what surprised Wang Xianchang was not that he could count, but that he could calculate so many numbers in his mind at once.

He still looked very calm, bowed and said in salute: "I know a little bit, Immortal Chief, how can I be able to penetrate your Dharma Eyes like this?"

Wang Xianchang did not answer the question directly, but laughed dumbly and said: "You look very much like an old friend of mine."

sweat.

You'd better have that old friend!

Chen Yun was a little suspicious that Wang Xianchang was a reincarnation like himself, so he asked tentatively: "Who did the Xianzhang think of?"

He wanted to hear if the answer was the one he remembered.

Wang Xianchang looked towards the east, his eyes gradually drifted away, and said: "My senior brother, Lu Dongbin."

Bet right!
Really bet right!
Chen Yun's heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

He had heard from Third Master that Lu Dongbin was already one of the Eight Immortals.

Well, as Lu Dongbin's junior disciple, Wang Xianchang, even if he is not an immortal, he must be very profound in Taoism.

As long as he can be bought by the other party, he may learn the art of immortality.

Even become an immortal!
Now there is only one question left, is Wang Xianchang willing to buy himself?
Chen Yun looked expectantly, wanting to hear Wang Xianchang's answer.

(End of this chapter)