After Zhang Xuansheng had that thought, he immediately suppressed it.

How could he have such a thought as a man and a dignified man?

He shook his head, gave up this shameful thought, and then walked to the clay pot to prepare for dinner tonight... and then found that there were only nine grains of rice left in the clay pot, and it was still the worst kind of Chen rice, and the skin was not cleaned.

Zhang Xuansheng looked straight, and took three steps and knelt down in front of the cushion, "Master, you shouldn't mind me going down the mountain to have a soft meal, right?"

As he said that, he reached out and grabbed the small rope tied to the master's tablet, pulled it gently twice, and the tablet swayed, looking like he was nodding.

Zhang Xuansheng was overjoyed and said in a very difficult look: "Think about it carefully, Master, you once said that there are top talents in every career, and no matter which path you are on, as long as you can make a living and never starve to death, you will not be terrified."

The master's tablet shook twice again.

Zhang Xuansheng looked so righteous and nodded: "Oh, since you have said that, the disciples can't starve themselves to death and let our Qingyun Temple inheritance be cut off. As the saying goes, filial piety is the first priority. The disciples are also for our inheritance!"

As he said that, he got up and ran to pack his luggage.

Wherever he passed, he took down any items worth a lot of money, and the bronze mirror used for washing was the top priority.

The bedding... seems to be a bit bad, and most likely no one wants it.

For iron pots, most of the gaps are left, but when scrap iron is sold, you can still exchange some copper plates.

The axe for chopping wood is a good thing, so you have to bring it with you.

And... what else? He glanced inside and found that the things he could use in life were all rags, most of which could not be sold for money.

Gradually, his eyes paused on the Taoist platform. The Taoist statues were carved from stone and were not worth much, but the incense burner used for worship seemed to be a bit old, and maybe it was still an antique.

Well, I am trying to prevent being stolen by the thief after leaving. Think about it carefully, it is better to be a good disciple than to be touched by the thief.

I believe that after the ancestors know, they will definitely not blame me.

After putting away the incense burner, he turned around again, and suddenly had an idea and looked at the master's tablet. The words engraved on them were all golden paint!

Don’t get me wrong. Qingyun Temple does not have that strong financial resources. The master also prepared his own tablet before he died. The golden paint on the tablet was scraped off from the tablets of the ancestors of the previous generations, so that Zhang Xuansheng looked at the other tablets now, and he couldn’t even see the words clearly.

Zhang Xuansheng walked to the master's tablet and looked at the golden paint that looked shining even in the dim environment. His hands trembled towards the master's tablet, but he finally stopped.

"It's too unfilial."

He muttered to himself.

After turning around and walking for two steps, he suddenly turned around, grabbed the master's tablet, and put it in his luggage: "You can't be stolen by the thief. The disciple is guarding his family business!"

He looked at the tablet lying in his luggage and said, "Master, you won't blame your disciple, you really miss you. I hope you can accompany you when I walk down the mountain. No! It's the disciple who wants to be with his master and let his disciple become filial."

At the same time, if the disciple really can't afford to eat, then you can't watch the disciple starve to death, right?

After packing up his luggage, Zhang Xuansheng went to bed early and prepared to leave early the next morning.

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"What!?"

Zhang Xuansheng was furious and said, "Look at it carefully. This is an incense burner from the Chengwu period. It is an old antique and has been worshipped for many years. How could it be worth 100 cents!?"

However, the pawnshop in front of him looked at the incense burner with disgust and said, "As the time of the martial arts period, there are a lot of gaps in this incense burner. I am afraid of being separated by a chamber pot for others. It would be great to give you a hundred cigars."

"What about this one? This one is pure copper, how could it be worth three hundred cigarettes?"

Zhang Xuansheng pointed to the bronze mirror.

The guy smiled disdainfully, took a blade, gently scratched the bronze mirror, and revealed the thing below, which was wood.

"I still want to lie to me, but I don't go out to inquire. I, Wang Xiaoer's golden eyes, can you tell me? I just need to use weight to know. Boy, I'm afraid I'm crazy about money."

Zhang Xuansheng was dumbfounded. Unexpectedly, the bronze mirror that the master had always treasured was actually a junk person.

Walking out of the pawnshop with disappointment, Zhang Xuansheng felt that his future was dim.

Forget it, let’s not worry about it for now. I’ve been greedy for a long time.

Sitting at the stall, Zhang Xuansheng sucked the steaming noodles with satisfaction, and suddenly saw the crowds separated on the street, and a giant was passing by the city in the distance.

Many people pointed at each other, either feeling or admiring.

Zhang Xuansheng also stood up curiously and looked over there. When he saw it, he almost blinded his eyes.

Damn it!

So much gold!

Forty or fifty strong men, wearing monk's robes, were piously pushing the huge and thick roller plate, and above it was a big Buddha nearly five meters high. Judging from the difficulty of those people, it was mostly pure gold!

Zhang Xuansheng stood up excitedly and patted his own package, meaning, Master, he saw that the monks are too rich!

Taoist priests are so poor that they can’t afford to eat, and Buddhist disciples wear gold and silver, and their incense is abundant. This is the current situation of Yang Kingdom.

Zhang Xuansheng even doubted whether these monks were delicacies in private, and this pure gold Buddha was ridiculous!

In fact, it is not only Yang Kingdom. There are many countries in this world, but they seem to believe in Buddhism. Even among the legendary immortals, Buddhism is still at the top.

Legend has it that the power of faith in sentient beings gathered, and an ancient Buddha was condensed in this world, with earth-shaking power, protecting all living beings in the world and protecting the cycle of cause and effect. No matter how powerful the immortals and Buddhas are, they must bow their heads in front of the ancient Buddha.

Well... this is what Zhang Xuansheng saw from the storybook, but the storyteller also said so.

But none of these matters, what matters is that he is so sour!

The white flour in the bowl is no longer fragrant.

Humph, I have to work hard, and one day I will also eat noodles that can add eggs!

Zhang Xuansheng felt a sense of passion in his heart. He was going to Qunying Pavilion to apply for a job in the afternoon!

Qunying Pavilion, as the name suggests, has many places for handsome men.

Because of the existence of immortals and Buddhas in this world, the folk customs are quite open, at least it is considered equality between men and women.

Men go to places where they are entertaining and entertainment, so naturally women have them too.

Qunying Pavilion is such a good place, and it is also a high-end route. It is not a big deal for selling arts or not. I heard that just by accompanying you and saying something nice, you can make a lot of money.

If you can meet a young lady from a noble family, maybe they will take you home and fly up to the branches as a phoenix from now on... It seems that it is not right, but the meaning is similar.
Chapter completed!