On the streets of Qingshan Town, Zhang Qingyun walked slowly.

Qingshan Town is a small town. If nearby residents want to buy daily necessities, they need to go to Qingshan Town.

On a street, there are various stalls on both sides of the road.

People come and go, and the flow of people is not small.

Qingshan Town is located at the junction of mountains and plains. The south and west of Qingshan Town are mountains, and the east and north are plains. There is no vegetable market in Qingshan Town, but there are more people setting up stalls, so this street has become a vegetable market.

The street was quite noisy, and it was already ten o'clock in the morning. Luo Pingyuan packed up the vegetable basket, and there was still another basket of vegetables. He could close the stall today. There were several people at the stall waiting to buy vegetables.

Compared with the stalls on both sides of Luopingyuan, the vegetables in Luopingyuan sell faster.

"How much does this cabbage cost per pound?"

Zhang Qingyun stood in front of the stall on the left side of Luo Pingyuan, pointing at the cabbage and asked.

"Five yuan..."

The stall owner said directly without raising his head.

"Five dollars?"

Even in a big city like Shanghai, cabbage only costs 1.4 yuan per kilogram... It costs 5 yuan here?

No wonder there is no business, this is just raising prices.

This boss has a very dark heart. Isn’t he destroying his reputation by doing this business?

"Lao Zhang...give me two white radish."

A middle-aged woman squatted next to the stall: "Lao Luo only has rapeseed left. The white radish is sold out. It's time for you to open."

Zhang Qingyun was surprised to hear that Lao Luo only had rapeseed left, so should this place be opened?

If Lao Luo has other vegetables, you won't open?

"Hello, Taoist Priest..."

Seeing Zhang Qingyun confused, the middle-aged woman first glanced at Luo Pingyuan who was busy and said in a low voice: "We are all acquaintances from ten miles and eight villages. It is not easy for Lao Luo, so those who buy vegetables buy Lao Luo's first, and those who sell vegetables first

Most of them are acquaintances, and they will only buy vegetables from other stalls when Lao Luo's vegetables are sold out. However, at the vegetable stalls here, strangers charge high prices and let them go to Lao Luo's."

Zhang Qingyun suddenly realized that both the vegetable buyers and sellers were taking care of Luo Pingyuan.

People's hearts are so simple and kind...

This is the first time that Zhang Qingyun has seen that traders do not put self-interest first, but take care of others first.

Compared with those who always have conflicts for the sake of profit, such a human heart is extremely valuable.

"Blessings are immeasurable to the gods. Good causes lead to good results. If lay people do good deeds, they will be rewarded."

Zhang Qingyun saluted and bowed slightly.

The stall owner smiled apologetically: "The Taoist priest wants to buy cabbage. Lao Luo still has some. Let's go there first."

Zhang Qingyun nodded. There was not much left in the last basket of vegetables in Luo Pingyuan, only about ten kilograms. After a few grocery buyers left, Zhang Qingyun knelt down and said, "Junior, just give these cabbages to Pindao."

Luo Pingyuan was stunned when he saw that it was a Taoist priest buying vegetables.

There are no Taoist temples near Qingshan Town, and Luo Pingyuan rarely sees Taoist priests, so he is quite curious about Taoist priests. Looking at Zhang Qingyun, Luo Pingyuan smiled, turned around and said, "The old man is also closing his stall. One last point

Let’s sell green vegetables to the Taoist priest at 90 cents per catty.”

This is a preferential price. The cabbage here only comes in pounds per piece.

Zhang Qingyun smiled and nodded: "Weigh them all for me..."

On Lao Luo's left leg, there is only about ten centimeters of calf below the knee, and the calf below is not broken.

Lao Luo used wooden boards and straw to make a prosthetic leg. When he took a step, the prosthetic leg tilted and seemed to be broken. Lao Luo's clothes were also a little dirty and his face was a little gray.

Seeing Zhang Qingyun looking at him, Luo Pingyuan smiled: "Taoist priest, my clothes are a little dirty, but our dishes are not dirty."

Even if the vegetables are dirty, they just need to be washed. Zhang Qingyun asked: "She, I see that the vegetables on both sides are paralyzed, and the business is not very good. Your business is so good, why are you still selling it in the afternoon?"

Luo Pingyuan glanced at both sides gratefully: "Thank you for taking care of them. I know this. I sell five hundred catties every day, so I can't delay their business, right?"

A kind person would rather have no business than give his business to others.

One is not greedy and knows how to be satisfied.

Luo Pingyuan is taken care of by others every day, which is why the vegetable business is so good. Whether it is pity or other reasons, if Luo Pingyuan's legs are healed...

Will this goodness still exist?

All good causes are due to Luo Pingyuan's broken leg.

"Bushi, you have inconvenient legs and feet, but others still take care of you. If one day, your legs heal and others no longer take care of you, will you complain?"

"Is your leg healed?"

Luo Pingyuan smiled bitterly as he weighed the dishes for Zhang Qingyun: "The old man's leg was in a car accident and the bones were crushed, so a section of it was cut off and it won't recover."

The leg is lame and cannot be restored. The leg has been amputated for more than ten years. The bones of the broken leg may have rotted away. How can it get better?

This Taoist priest really knows how to joke.

"Nothing is permanent, but there is hope for everything."

Zhang Qingyun withdrew his gaze and said, "What if I grow a leg?"

"puff..."

Next to Zhang Qingyun, a young woman led a child of about two years old: "Taoist priest, Lao Luo is kind, don't bully him. How can a broken leg grow back?"

Zhang Qingyun smiled and did not talk to the young woman, but said seriously: "Pindao was once protected by the layman's grandson, layman Luo Xiao, so in order to repay him, Pindao promised him to let the layman's broken leg regenerate."

"ha..."

The husband of the young woman next to Zhang Qingyun laughed strangely: "Taoist Master, you are a monk and a liar. Although Lao Luo is a businessman and we are just customers, we can't watch honest people being deceived. He reborn after a broken leg and said

Chang Tai knows how to lie..."

The fat man is not very tall, but he has a bad look on his face.

The fat man stood up, and the vendors on both sides, old men and old ladies, also frowned and stood up.

They said nothing, but their attitude was obvious.

If you want to deceive people, you can go to other places to deceive them, but you can’t deceive us.

Not only these vendors, but also some people strolling here to buy things, also gathered around: "Taoist priest, no matter you are a real Taoist priest, a fake Taoist priest, or a liar, do you know what happened to the liar who came to our place to deceive people last time?

?”

"Break the legs and throw them away!"

Luo Pingyuan paused while weighing the dishes and fell silent for a while.

Then, Luo Pingyuan's voice was hoarse: "Taoist Priest, I know you have good intentions. You'd better leave. It's impossible for the old man to grow this leg."

"Can't leave!"

A young man stood up: "Lao Luo, how can you let him go? Send him directly to the police station."

"What age is this, and there are still people using this kind of trick to deceive people."

"Hey...this is either a liar or a charlatan."

Some people even took out their mobile phones and started recording: "Look, everyone, this is the 21st century, and there are still people lying to the elderly, saying they can make broken legs grow back."

"This man obviously treats people as fools. He looks like a human being. He didn't expect his heart to be so dark. Is it easy for Lao Luo? His son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident. He himself broke a leg. His grandson is only in the second grade of junior high school. How can he count on it?"

Let Lao Luo earn some money by selling vegetables..."

"Young man, you are young and have good hands and legs, but you can't find a job to make money? Do you have to cheat?"

"It's really shameful... I have always had a good impression of Taoist priests, but this man wears Taoist robes and deceives. It insults my image of a Taoist priest."

Every word you say to me makes people angry, but it is the embodiment of justice.

When he was in the magic city, Zhang Qingyun had never seen such people's hearts. The corners of his mouth turned up, but he felt that people's hearts were not indifferent.

"The warmth of March's sunshine melts the ice in my heart."

The smile on Zhang Qingyun's face disappeared. He stretched out his hand and the wood chips and straw on Luo Pingyuan's broken leg exploded. It was silent and very sudden. When several young people were about to step forward to control Zhang Qingyun, they saw this scene.

, suddenly stunned.

Zhang Qingyun pointed at Luo Pingyuan's broken leg with one finger and pointed to the east with the other. The law of wood that ordinary people can't see with the naked eye said: "Scout!"

There was a light scolding, not very loud, but like thunder.

The surrounding sounds suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly, a gleaming green light appeared on Zhang Qingyun's fingertips: "It is indescribable to the great destiny of nature. Good causes lead to good and evil leads to evil. There is no way to repay the love of dripping water. It can only be solved by reviving a broken limb."
Chapter completed!