Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 396 Shang Yuan is sweet and sweet, and the pansy tea is sweet (additional update)

Debating scriptures can make both people advance in their understanding, but the world in the eyes of Chu Junhui and the young novice monk is completely different, so "debating scriptures" has become "the collision and reshaping of worldviews."

He just needed someone to give him feedback, but he never wanted to tell Zhishen that he was autistic.

He was so confused that even La Tiao couldn't wake up. He fell flat on the ground after three steps, and turned sideways and spun after five steps.

Chu Junhui felt that if he wanted to save Zhishen, he would have to buy a hundred kilograms of horn cake.

After knocking on more than a dozen doors, he finally got some information related to horn cakes.

"Are you talking about tamarind cake? That's not a local thing in Zheng County. It seems that foreigners did come here to sell it before, but they found they couldn't make any money and left within two days."

"Oh~ I remembered that there was an old monk who seemed to have asked the same question as you before."

"He later went to the soup shop on the west side. I don't know if there is one there. You can go shopping."

……

The original Shang Dynasty is fertile, and the pansy tea is as sweet as glutinous rice.

This sentence means that the land of the Shang State is very fertile, and even the violets and chicory are as sweet as caramel.

Putting aside the flattery of praising the Shang State, the real hidden meaning of this sentence is... There was very little sugar in the Shang State, and only violets and chicory were left.

The caramel soup shop mainly sells caramel candies. When caramel candies appeared as luxury consumer goods in the Shang Dynasty, their prices could not be lowered.

When Chu Junhui and Zhishen rushed to the candy shop in the west of Zheng County, the boss opened his mouth and asked for eight taels.

"I haven't said what I want to buy yet..." Chu Junhui was speechless.

I have a lot of money, so you can’t take advantage of me!

The owner of the candy shop said that it didn't matter, as only bald men could afford candy these days.

The candies here are all wrapped, and each bag costs eight taels of silver. He refuses to bargain.

"We are not here to buy candy. Has the donor heard of tamarind cake?"

The owner of the soup shop shook his head first, and then nodded.

"If you want news, first buy me a bag of candy with eight taels."

The little monk next to him was almost drooling on the ground. If he didn’t take action now, how could he wait until later?
"I am a monk." Chu Junhui's head glowed with golden light, like a shining light bulb.

He thought that ordinary people would at least consider whether they should blackmail the money after seeing the monk's "holy manifestation", but the owner of the soup shop didn't care about him at all, and still stretched out his hand to ask for the money.

"Have you always been so brave?" Zhiwu was shocked.

"Nonsense, you, a chanter, are you going to beat me?"

A gentleman can be bullied, and the same goes for those who abide by Buddhist rules. The boss is not afraid of this monk using violent methods at all.

But unfortunately, the man in front of him was neither a gentleman nor a monk.

"Ada!"

After Chu Jun rewarded the owner of the soup shop with a big-eared melon seed that he loved to eat, he told the truth very well.

He said that there used to be a stingy old monk who would only buy a few candies from him every time.

He asked the old monk why he bought the candy, and he said he wanted to make horn cakes for his disciples.

"Can sugar be used to make cakes?" Zhishen asked blankly.

The boss replied: "Pastry must contain sugar, but sugar alone is definitely not enough."

"I asked him, how can you make cakes with just sugar?"

"The old monk pointed behind him."

The owner of the soup shop also pointed behind him at this time.

There are some jujube trees over there.

Looking at the plump jujubes on the tree, Zhishen couldn't help but shed tears.

"I'm just wondering why the horn cake at the back is not sour anymore, it's so sweet..."

Dates are sweet. The old monk was afraid of being exposed.

When giving it to his apprentice, he secretly mentioned the word "sour" in the tamarind cake.

The little monk didn't pay attention, or maybe his memory was too long, and he couldn't remember whether the first thing he ate was "tamarind cake" or "corn cake".

In fact, tamarind is a kind of fruit. If you want to delete it, you will also delete the word "tamarind". It doesn't matter if you just remove the word "tamarind". There has never been such a thing as "tamarind cake" in the world.

"Jujube cake" is pretty much the same.

It feels really uncomfortable to be lied to for a lifetime, as if after discovering the truth, the deceiver has gone further.

The young novice took out five cents and bought a little candy.

He went to the tree to pick a date, crushed the pulp and sugar together and mixed it.

His hands are very strong and not as delicate as Master's. No matter how hard he squeezes, he can't get a good-looking shape.

In the end, I could only stuff it into my mouth, but it didn't taste good at all.

……

If the obsession left by the old monk to Zhishen is pickled cake, then what will be his state after this obsession disappears?

Chu Junhui originally thought that he would miss the past and gradually become introverted and mature, but it was not the case. He has now changed his obsession to "Latiao".

I feel uncomfortable if I don't eat for a day.

When Chu Junhui took him to Chaoxian County, he solved more than twenty packages by himself.

"A bag of thirty taels of gold, you already owe me several hundred taels of gold."

"Zhiwu, don't worry about mundane things. At worst, I will make cakes for you to eat every day from now on."

"The corner cake you made is just a piece of cake. Keep it for yourself."

Everything you see along the way is practice.

Chu Junhui recorded all Zhishen's words and deeds along the way, and was also preparing for his future journey.

After the obsession was completed, a new one appeared in seconds. This was an operation he did not expect.

But when he brought himself to Zhishen's age, it made sense.

It is difficult for children to feel sad or frustrated for a long time. Their emotions come and go quickly, and they are always easily distracted by new things.

A serious problem with the way of holding on to demons in later generations is that after climbing a mountain, you can only take one step by relying on your obsession. Otherwise, there is no clear room for progress.

What if I keep an innocent heart like a child and keep persisting and thinking?
"Maybe it's feasible..."

Chu Junhui figured out some tricks.

……

潮县
This place is much more lively than Zhengxian County.

This is the fiefdom of the noble Jisun family, and all the roads in the county are paved by their family.

Nobles must have a noble reputation. If the roads are not smooth, it will be inconvenient for others to come to visit. It is inevitable that they will be looked down upon. So this time, the Jisun family simply paved the roads in the entire county.

With convenient transportation, commodity trading is also convenient. You can see many novel things here.

A turtle that breathes fire, a shoe that can fly into the air, a rabbit that can jump three feet away...

Hiss... The more Chu Jun looked back, the more he felt that these things were all machine puppets.

Mohist family? Or the public loser?

This is the fiefdom of the nobles of the Shang Kingdom. It is impossible for the landlords not to know that they came here to develop!

You Jisun family, you secretly changed your faith, right?

There is no elixir or medicine to treat you today, and you can't shut the Buddha's mouth!
In order to seize the evidence that Ji Sun changed his family, Chu Junhui planned to buy some machine puppets to play with.

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