Chapter 178: The Master Sells Flowers

The next morning Chu Wanning woke up with dark circles under his eyes, he hadn't slept at all last night, so he looked unusually gloomy, his already cold face was thinly iced, with little heat.

He pushes the door open and sees Mo Ran doing the laundry outside.

Why do you do laundry in the morning?

Didn't I wash it last night?

Mo Ran looked a little embarrassed to see him come out of the house, his cheeks splashed with soap suds, and he turned to Chu Wanning to greet him, "Master."

"Hmm."

" Sun Sanniang has kept his word, taking the money and bringing the food from house to house first thing in the morning. I put it on that little stone table in the courtyard, so go and eat, Master."

"And what about you?"

"I've eaten." Mo Ran's arm dipped beneath the sparkling water, its lines strong and fresh, "When Master has finished his breakfast, we will go together to sell butterflies and flowers."

The food given by Sun Sanniang was monotonous, but not small, with three steamed buns.

He sits in the courtyard slowly munching on his pasta as the sun rises and the sunlight falls through the dead vines climbing on the vines overhead, cutting a patchwork of light and shadows on the table.

He glanced back at Mo Ran's tall back, his heart surging with that indistinct heat.

He took another big, hard bite of the bun.

The appearance of the golden begonias and the red spirit butterflies created an uproar in Feihua Island's year-round, lazy bazaar, and fishermen from all over the island flocked to see them, even those who hadn't planned to visit the bazaar today were drawn here.

"With flowers"

"What's so strange about flowers, haven't you ever seen them?"

"The golden begonias made of spiritual energy bloom all year long and can transmit voices."

"Wow where is it where is it"

Such a great wave of people came.

"There are butterflies."

"What's so pretty about butterflies, they're a dime a dozen in the spring."

"It's made of red spiritual energy, it can ward off small evil spirits and it's especially pretty and obedient, it doesn't run around, it flies near you"

"Ah really ah where is it where is it"

Another wave of people is coming in.

Sun Sanniang, who was lying high up in his house, got the news in his spare time and could not resist taking some of his escorts to the market. Before he reached the entrance, he saw a golden-red glow coming out of the crowd in the distance, and there was a lot of tsking and gasping.

With her heart scratching like an ant, she rebuffed the onlookers and went over to look.

The two Your Mightinesses who had come yesterday were seen, one with a broad smile, wooing the butterflies with his tricks and soliciting business. The other, expressionless and indifferent, stood under the tree with his arms clasped, not saying a word, silent.

"Selling butterflies, selling butterflies" the handsome man turned back to the other man with a scowling face and smiled, "Master, why don't you yell"

shouting

Chu Wanning grunts in his heart.

He didn't know how to spell the word "shout". Should he shamelessly shout, like Mo Weiyu, a vulgar man, in full view of the public, "Selling flowers, selling begonias"?

Don't even think about it.

"How do you sell butterflies?" Thinking that such an immortal object must be very expensive, the crowd stumbled for a long time before a bold one finally came up to ask for a price.

Mo Ran said, "Ten gold for one."

Chu Wanning coughed behind him.

Mo Ran said, "Three coppers a piece."

"Mo Ran was busy handing out butterflies left and flowers right, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a little girl in rags in the distance, holding her fingers and looking eagerly at the bustling scene.

Mo Ran smiled and didn't say much. Suddenly, her five fingers closed and a very beautiful phoenix-tailed butterfly emerged, and with a gentle blow, the butterfly floated next to her through the sea of people and landed on her hair braid.

Stunned and full of consternation, the girl took a few hesitant steps, then stopped again and shook her head.

She has no money

Not to mention three coins, not even one.

Mo Ran waved his hand at her and mouthed the words "for you" before winking, smiling and turning his head away again to get back to work.

Sun Sanniang saw the beautiful golden objects being bought, and a girl who loved beauty simply put the begonia flower on her black hair, and all of a sudden her hair glowed, and she was so radiant that it was indescribably noble. She couldn't help herself.

"These butterflies and flowers, I'll take them all."

Mo Ran raised his eyes, his smile unfailing, "I thought who was so generous, it was Sanniang."

"Count how many are left and I'll take them all back to the house."

"That won't do." Mo Ran laughed, "There's always a first come, first served basis, the others are here before you and they haven't finished buying yet, so I can't give you something first."

Sun Sanniang looked at the crowd of villagers and became a bit anxious, fearing that the sale would run out, and said, "Then I will raise the price."

"I can't make the decision." Mo Ran said, "I'm just helping out with the hand-holding, you'll have to ask my master about the price."

Sun Sanniang went under the tree and found Chu Wanning, a cool looking flower seller.

" Your Mightiness, sell me all your flowers and butterflies, we are both businessmen, the price is negotiable."

Chu Wanning spoke coldly, "Ten gold for one."

When Mo Ran heard this, he could not help but laugh out loud, but he turned his head and met Chu Wanning's black phoenix eyes, and for a moment, a lush softness grew in his amusement, and he could not help but grin and scratch his head, and his pear swirl looked very pretty.

Sun Sanniang was so rich that the money was a mere pittance to her, and she soon had her household staff taking away all the evening begonias and crested butterflies.

When she returned to the house, she immediately put on a high bun and placed more than fifty golden flowers on it, and made the butterflies dance around her.

Sun Sanniang didn't have long to enjoy herself when someone came outside to report that the two Your Mightinesses had started selling something else at the market. Startled by the news, she ran to the market again, swarmed by butterflies and wearing a gorgeous cloudy bun.

"Selling Butterflies Selling Butterflies"

Sun Sanniang pushed her way over and crossed her arms in anger: "I've just bought them all, why are there more?"

Mo Ran winked, "Newly made."

"If you can make it new, then why did the party sell me ten gold pieces"

Mo Ran laughed: "Think about it, you get up in the morning, go to a fried bun shop where there are many people queuing to buy fried buns, others are queuing and you want to jump the queue, the shopkeeper tells you that you can eat first, but you have to pay more, is that wrong?"

Sun Sanniang was furious: "You, you treacherous businessman, you"

As he thought about how to refute this man's sophistry, he saw Your Mightiness, who had been silent, approach him. In a flash of light, Chu Wanning's fingertips produced a twin begonia flower.

Sun Sanniang, irritated but intrigued, asked, "What is this again? How is it different from the previous one?"

"This kind of begonia is also known as a glowing flower, put it on your bedside before you go to bed, it will make you glow the next day for about fifteen days." Chu Wanning handed the flower to Mo Ran carelessly and said to Mo Ran, "Go and sell it for a hundred gold pieces."

"Wait," Sun Sanniang said, fearing that the two men would later say something about queue jumping for an additional fee. I'll take this one. I'll take all the others you can make."

Chu Wanning says, "I don't want to do the same spell too many times, so I'll just do three."

"Three hundred gold, then, for you."

" Mo Ran take the money." Chu Wanning said, looking down and condensing the other two, handing them to Sun Sanniang together, and then starting to condense the fourth one.

Sun Sanniang was not happy: "You said you would only do three"

"This douga is the Myriad Tones trick." Chu Wanning said lightly, "Paired with it, it can make a woman's voice melodious."

"" Sun Sanniang, who was greedy for money but even more so for years and years, watched the Your Mightiness at the summit of death and life as she produced one marvellous begonia after another, hating her guts, but she could only say, "Fine, fine, I'll buy, I'll buy. "

At night, after they had closed the door, they sat down at the table and found that they had enough money to feed and drink the party they had brought over until the fire went out on the other side of the river. Chu Wanning pushed half of the silver to Mo Ran and put half away, saying, "Before we leave, give the rest back to Sun Sanniang."

Mo Ran was stunned: "Why?"

"Feihua Island is a long way from Linyi and is poorly supplied, so food and clothing are extremely difficult to come by. But isn't it strange to see that the fishermen on the island are, by and large, able to make ends meet"

"Hmm." He said that, and Mo Ran, on reflection, it did feel that way.

Chu Wanning said, "Just go and ask around a little bit and you will know. I went to see the village chief today while you were tidying up your stall and asked him about some things. In fact, this Sun Sanniang was originally from the Linyi Confucianism School, but because she was not very gifted, her master did not care much about her, and after five years under the master's tutelage, she still only knows superficial swordplay."

Mo Ran was slightly surprised: "She's from the School of Confucianism, so has the Master met"

"No." Chu Wanning said, "The village chief said that when she was seventeen, she followed the monks of the Confucianism School to Feihua Island to recruit new disciples. The monks were too far away and the island was full of mortals to go all the way to the School of Confucianism to ask for justice if they were being bullied, so they spent their time doing harm to the islanders, eating food, stealing money and even"

"Even."

"Even the lusting and plundering of young boys and girls."

""

Chu Wanning said, "Sun Sanniang was so angry that she argued with her brothers and sisters, and being light in stature but fierce in temperament, she offended her fellow disciples and was eventually assassinated by them and pushed off the sea cliff after being stabbed by one of them."

Mo Ran muttered, "It's no wonder she was advised by the village head that she was not a Confucianism school person.

"Well. She was lucky that the sword didn't hit her, and after she fell into the sea, she was seen by a fisherman who was fishing. The fisherman had two daughters, but they both died young, so he saved her and took her in as his daughter, teaching her how to fish and hunt and how to do business. When her father passed away, she took on his mantle and gradually became the largest family on Feihua Island."

Chu Wanning said after a pause.

"As you heard, she said that the harvest on Feihua Island was not good this year and she was the one who opened the bins to help all the families. Sun Sanniang is a good businesswoman, but she only takes money from the monks, never a penny more from the islanders, and even subsidises the poor."

Mo Ran did not make a sound, but remembered the little girl she had seen in the marketplace during the day, longing for begonias.

He was so shabbily dressed and soiled that he looked like he had lost his mother and father.

But she is not thin, her cheeks are puffy and her eyes have a clear, fresh light. If someone hadn't been helping her, wouldn't such a young child have been begging for food, and would have been thin and yellow by now?

"Sun Sanniang went to sea more than twenty times a year, and each trip took seven or eight days, so she spent most of her life at sea. She has a luxurious house and is extremely wealthy, so why does she have to travel in the wind and waves every year to sell the island's goods in Linyi and bring them back to Feihua Island", Chu Wanning said. "

"I know." Mo Ran was so upset by this that he immediately got up and picked up the half of the money and was about to leave. Chu Wanning stopped him.

"Where to go"

"I'm going to go and give her back whatever I've earned her more of."

"Sit down."

Chu Wanning said lightly.

"Why are you so stupid."

"Hmm."

"Look at someone like Sun Sanniang, she is very strong-minded and extremely aggressive. What she hates most is the monk you say if you go over and give her the money and two like that, she will beat you out of the house with a random stick."

""

Mo Ran thought about it and felt a little pain in his back, so he sighed and asked, "What should I do then"

"I told the village chief to give him the rest of the money before we leave and ask him to pass it on to Sun Sanniang sometime." Chu Wanning said, "We'll all be gone by then, and money is something that will make Feihua Island a little better, and she won't want it."

Mo Ran drops her eyes in thought for a moment, then nods.

"Do as your master says, as your master says."

Chu Wanning sighed and said, "There are many things in this world that cannot be judged on the surface alone, and sometimes the layer beneath the surface may not even be the ultimate truth. I always tell myself that I need to calm down and judge people and things carefully, but sometimes I still can't help it."

His words were extremely unpleasant for Mo Ran.

To judge people on their face, to judge what is good and bad, to judge what is right and wrong, is this not what he did to Chu Wanning?

Except for him, it is extremely difficult for most people who travel between the red earth to keep a clear eye and a calm heart in the face of intense emotions, to think and see the truth that lies beneath the dust and sand.

They were not blinded by emotion and blinded by appearances, which led to their painful mistakes.

Perhaps only a man like Chu Wanning, seemingly indifferent and unfeeling, is determined to leave room in his heart for everyone, trying not to judge everything with the utmost malice. So the more Mo Ran gets to know him, the more he realises that this Beidou immortal, who seems to be more irascible than anyone else, has a heart that is not tainted by hostility.

Beneath the arrogant and cold face of this man lies a kind and forgiving soul.

The more he pities Chu Wanning, the more he feels a strong desire to protect him. Perhaps it is because he has come from a sea of blood and blood on his hands that he understands that there is nothing more precious in this world than the heart of a child.

It was a Qiang flute in the smoke, a flower in the trenches.

So the Fairy Tramper emperor, who had been a scourge to the world, silently thought to himself at the heels of such a soul

If one day, the Master needs it, then even if he is bruised and battered, if he is drained of blood and tears, even if he dies without a body, even if he has to sacrifice his own head and mutilated soul.

He is all set to protect this clean Beidou immortal.

"What's on your mind?"

"Oh, nothing." Mo Ran laughed, "Just thinking about something small."

"Little things"

Mo Ran pursed his lips and suddenly remembered that Chu Wanning had told him that he wanted to learn the art of imperial swordsmanship when he went to the market in the morning, so he said, "Master, you come with me."