One morning he spent the depressed conversation. Erlang went to take care of all the affairs of the Di Mansion. Ouyang Yu sat in the house and thought about it for a while but couldn't come up with a one, two or three.

I was so bored that I decided to go out for a walk. I didn’t have to do anything during the day, and I had plenty of time. Ouyang Yu walked to the cabinet in the house and wanted to touch some silver and put it on his body, but he turned the book "Wuying" to the ground.

I picked it up gently, took the dust off, and remembered the wonderful feeling of the previous two nights. This book must have mystery. It would be better to visit Yuan Tiangang. You can ask him for advice.

On Jinyang City South Street, Ouyang Yu was walking among the crowds and felt the atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty. This street is mainly food stores, and you can buy firewood, rice, oil and grain. Of course, there are also two or three inns to facilitate long-distance food sellers to rest.

Ouyang Yu had already found out the location of Xilai Inn. From a distance, he could see the flags of the inn flying, and rushed forward a few steps.

"Oh, it's really worse than the other day. The price of rice has risen again, but the government has issued very little affordable food. How can we live this day?" The two of them passed by side by side, holding sacks in their hands, but they didn't bloat the bag, but they just filled a layer of rice at the bottom of the bag.

"Maybe it's just a little bit of rise. Just hold on, there will be someone in our Tang Dynasty." The man next to him could see and comfort the man.

When Ouyang Yu heard the word "ri", he stopped and his ears stood up. What he heard last night was just raising the price of rice and inspiring people to change. Looking down the street, there was a rice shop not far away, with more than ten people surrounding him and clamoring and refusing to disperse.

Ouyang Yu quickly walked to the outside of the crowd, looked up and saw a plaque with the "Xujia Rice Shop" hanging. Then he looked into the store. The price tag was written with the big words "50 Doumi" and 50 texts. 50 texts? Is this too high? I remember that before the drought hit, the price of this rice doubled by about 25 texts!

"Shop! Didn't it cost 45 pm yesterday? Why did it increase by five pm today? Your rice price has risen too quickly, right?" A man asked the rice shop owner with an empty rice bag in his hand and looked bitter.

I saw a man walking out of the store, with a fat face and big ears, a short figure, and a black silk jacket. He looked like a businessman. The store took a step forward and said with a bitter look on his face: "This is impossible. This year, the disaster has caused almost no grains to be collected from the east of Hedong. This rice was transported from Jiangnan, which is very difficult. It is exhausted on the road, manpower, and shipping, so where is it not expensive? These 50 papers are cheap. You can go to a few nearby stores to see where is the one that is as low as me?"

"Young people, you can't say that. This year is a disaster year. We are all fellow villagers. Yesterday we heard that you came to queue up overnight, but you changed the price as soon as the door opened. How do we accept it? Whoever has no old family? Raising the price like this will lead to death!" Another old man stood next to him, and he stretched out his trembling fingers to teach the store a lesson.

When the store heard this, the bitter gourd suddenly became angry: "Do you like to buy it? Don't buy it if you have the ability, go and get the two kilograms of affordable food!"

"Why do you say that!", "You..." The crowd suddenly started to clamor, but they didn't dare to go up and do it, so they could only add in words.

The fat store owner smiled and squinted his eyes and turned back to the store.

Ouyang Yu sighed in his heart that this is the Chinese people, the most law-abiding people. As long as they have stuttering, who would be willing to do something that violates the law? When they have reached this point, they are still aware of the law and reasoning. Ouyang Yu's heart was a little ache. Didn't he talk about the Zhenguan reign? Didn't he talk about the prosperous Tang Dynasty? Why did he still see such a scene!

I was powerless and could only watch these simple people being bullied, and I couldn't calm down my anger.

"Brother Ouyang!" A clear voice came, Ouyang Yu pulled back from his anger.

Ouyang Yu turned around and looked at it, but Yuan Tiangang stood behind him and looked at him with his beard. He looked at the rice shop with a drooping look.

"Sir, let's go. I have something to ask you today. I don't want you to see me first, but I'm really destined to do so." Ouyang Yu spoke out and broke the short silence, and no longer wanted to look at the common people behind him who were begging for each other powerlessly.

Yuan Tiangang looked at the rice shop again, squeezed out a smile and said, "Young brother, have something to ask me for? But we are destined to be together. Why not go to my inn room for a preface?"

Ouyang Yu nodded and walked with Yuan Tiangang.

When the two of them sat in the room, Ouyang Yu didn't see his disciple Li Chunfeng, and he didn't ask much, but took out the "Wuxiang" given to him by Yuan Tiangang and placed it gently on the table.

"Sir, it's really interesting to give me this book." Ouyang Yu looked at Yuan Tiangang with a smile, and did not finish what he wanted to say. He wanted to see if his expression could capture some useful information from it.

Yuan Tiangang first looked at the book on the table and smiled slightly, "What an interesting method? I might as well say it out loud, brother, please tell me, you and I will learn more."

Yuan Tiangang is so cunning. He actually kicked the ball back. Ouyang Yu thought for a while and said, "The picture in the book will move!"

"What! Will the picture move? Brother, don't lie to me!" After hearing that, Yuan Tiangang couldn't keep his calm, so he stood up suddenly, his face full of shock.

"Why are you so surprised? This book is yours. Don't you know it yourself?" Ouyang Yu took back the initiative and asked leisurely.

"Well, little brother, you don't have to go around like this, just tell me, what's wrong?" Yuan Tiangang was very curious. He didn't see any special things about this book that he had read for quite some time.

Ouyang Yu opened the first page of "Wuxiang" and pointed to the little people drawn in the book and said: "They can move, the acupoints move, the meridians move, and people are moving too."

Yuan Tiangang looked at Ouyang Yu like he was looking at a monster. His chest was undulating, and his face was filled with excitement. He grabbed Ouyang Yu's arm with one hand and asked anxiously: "Did they move? Do you think there are any changes in your body?"

When Ouyang Yu heard this, he knew that Yuan Tiangang must know the inside story, but he was just wondering why he gave him a good book. "It's just that every time I read a book, I either fell asleep or my meridian acupoints were like acupuncture, and I had fever."

"Bang!" Yuan Tiangang would stop listening. When he heard this, he slapped Ouyang Yu excitedly, which scared him.

"It's done! It's done! Hahaha!" Yuan Tiangang's face turned red with excitement, and he kept laughing. Ouyang Yu was worried that he would not give him a sudden laugh.

Ouyang Yu reached out and pulled Yuan Tiangang's sleeve, and asked softly: "Sir, what's the matter?"

"You don't know! You don't know. I have read this book without form for three years and have nothing to see. But when I discovered this book, it was in an ice cave in the extreme north. There was a corpse next to it. However, it was frozen long ago. Before he died, he engraved six words on the ice wall beside him. "This book is done, the world is going to go!" When I took it back to read it, it was like a martial arts secret book and a unique skill in physiognomy. I have gained nothing for more than three years and my body has not changed. I don't expect that you have only read it for two or three days and have reacted! Our industry is the most important word for fate. You have a fate with this book!" Yuan Tiangang danced excitedly, not knowing how to explain his inner excitement.

Ouyang Yu thought for a long time and suddenly asked, "That means, sir doesn't know whether the result of practicing this book is good or bad?"

Yuan Tiangang was still immersed in the excitement just now, and replied without thinking: "That's it, that's it."

"You actually used me for an experiment?" Ouyang Yu asked again, thinking that he had become someone else's guinea pig.

"Little brother, little brother, don't worry. This book will definitely not harm you, otherwise how could I read it myself? If you are angry, I will agree to your request. Today I am happy, so I won't care!"

Ouyang Yu thought that what Yuan Tiangang said made sense, but he was so shameless. What are the requirements for him? I don’t know if he has studied the theory of ghosts and gods. It’s better to ask him first and find an opportunity to ask him in the future, so as to find more clues to his wife and children.
Chapter completed!