New White Snake Asking Immortals

a small county.

People come and go at the gate of the city, and many small vendors set up stalls to sell on both sides of the road outside the gate. The vendors forcefully urge customers to come, sell prey, herbs and fish.

There is no way to set up a stall in the city, and the shopkeepers are very fierce. They are not allowed to set up a stall in front of the shop. Even if they set up a stall, they will pay tea money to the yamen.

Those who have no money and no strength can only set up a stall on both sides of the dirt road outside the city gate. It is also inevitable that the local ruffian will come to ask for protection money. The local ruffian is very diligent.

This morning, the local ruffian who received the protection fee had an accident...

Bang~!

The three ruffians were lying on the loess road twitching, and then a petite girl picked them up and threw them into the wasteland.

Take out the bamboo mat and lay it out, open the oil-paper umbrella and place it on the bamboo mat, take out the small bench, sit on the roadside with a hat on the head and drink the batter bought from the stall next door. The batter is made of coarse grains and various green vegetables. In line with the appetite of carnivores, a snake considers eating this to supplement vitamins and trace elements, and it should be light to eat meat every day and occasionally.

I don't know who's young master ran past, raising dust.

Bai Yujun looked at the loess road, beckoned, and a thick fog rose from the river next to it and spread over.

The hunter who sold pheasants on the side of the road grumbled.

"It's weird, why did it suddenly get foggy when it was fine just now?"

With the help of the fog, a snake cast a water spell to make the loess road wet, no longer dusty, and can eat batter in peace.

There are more and more people coming in and out of the city gate. Horse merchants driving pack horses, potbellied gentlemen, young dudes in fresh clothes and angry horses, and women carrying bamboo baskets are very bustling and lively.

The south is comfortable, while the north is full of disasters and calamities. It fights with various ethnic groups outside the customs all the year round. The arid and cold environment is harsh, and it is more like the frontier of war prepared by the empire to defend against foreign tribes. It is difficult for the people to survive. The looted foreign cavalry scrambled for grain, livestock, and people, and they had to accept the exploitation of local dignitaries. It was desolate.

The dignitaries and Shilin Qingliu shouted for the common people of the people all day long, their words were beautiful, and they acted like leeches.

The southern part of the empire is much better, there are many water systems and enough rainfall, and the mountains are high and the roads are far away, the people can at least survive.

A certain snake likes to set up a stall to make money.

Next to the fish stall, a big man with a beard on his face was pinching his feet, then he looked left and right and quickly smelled the smell on his hands, showing a satisfied expression, like the scholar sitting at the table sipping tea and feeling the aftertaste.

"Hehehe~"

The big man who smelled the smell of his feet cheered.

Bai Yujun silently moved the small bench away from him, too scary...

The bamboo craftsman who sold the bamboo baskets smiled and looked at the ladies and the ladies of the big families who passed by the city gate. Occasionally, when he saw something good-looking, he smirked, wiping his face with his sleeves and trying to make himself look clean and neat.

Ordinary people have all kinds of hobbies, and so do the powerful.

A certain nobleman from the county seat who came to buy medicinal herbs quickly took out his nostrils while no one was paying attention, and took a closer look at what he took out. With a flick of his finger, he flicked it directly on a wandering scholar. The scholar did not notice the difference. He kept his eyes on the lady in the carriage.

A certain snake raised his hat and looked at the sky.

Cloudy weather, not enough sunshine, is a good weather to go out and play without worrying about tanning.

"It doesn't rain, the sun doesn't shine, and it's not easy to do business."

Whether the oil-paper umbrella business is good depends on the weather. Only when it rains will people buy umbrellas. If the sun is too strong, rich people will buy them. It is a business that depends on the weather.

Several people came to ask the price one after another, and when they learned of a tael of silver and an umbrella, they shook their heads and left.

A certain snake frowned, wondering whether or not to use his talent to sell umbrellas, but there are more common people and caravans who travel the world. There are not many nobles with a tael of silver.

Suddenly, a group of young people on horseback and a number of carriages walked out of the city gate, nearly a hundred people.

Looking at those people, a certain snake had an idea.

"They must be rich."

With a swoosh, he approached the big man who was secretly picking his feet, so frightened that he almost put his fingers in his mouth. When he saw the face under the hat, he immediately became sluggish, and then his face was full of disgust, as if he had seen a snake and scorpion monster.

Bai Yujun was stunned. He wanted to use his beauty to fool him into telling him where those noble children and young ladies were going and what they were doing, but he didn't expect the big man to be full of disgust.

"Then... may I ask where they are going and what are they going to do."

Although the black-faced man despised the femme fatale, he still told the truth.

"They are noble sons and young ladies in the county town. They often go to Jinghu in the suburbs to play and write poems and sing songs."

"Thank you."

He put away the stall and left with a large package on his back. Behind him, the black-faced fishing man shook his head.

"It's all goblins, and it's still my family's stout woman who is safe."

Bai Yujun stumbled and almost fell. I don't know how the black-faced fisherman could see that we were fairies. Sure enough, the masters are among the people, and there are masters everywhere, so it's not easy to mess with.

Those young masters and young ladies headed out to the suburbs, with martial arts experts guarding them along the way. No one noticed that there was a sneaky snake demon behind the team, vowing to sell all the oil-paper umbrellas that had been accumulated for many days. Others care about money. , these second-generation people don't care about a tael of silver at all, maybe a beautiful wild flower is worth more than silver in their eyes.

Mirror Lake is beautiful.

The small lake is only one mile in diameter, hidden in the valley, and the scenery is pleasant. Due to the effect of the mountains, there is no wind here, and the calm lake is like a mirror reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.

The young masters and young ladies recite poems, compose poems, play qin, and draw pictures here.

When Bai Yujun arrived, he saw that there were already several hawkers selling cakes here. He immediately showed hostility when he saw Bai Yujun, who was wrapped on his back. When he saw him selling umbrellas, he put down his vigilance. Seeing that the other party sells umbrellas and there is no conflict, they give up.

It's just... how can she fit so many paper umbrellas?

Bai Yujun is skilled at setting up a stall~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Place a pile of beautiful oil-paper umbrellas, hang up a wooden sign with one or two silver and one umbrella, and then look up at the sky with snake pupils in his eyes...

Kacha~!

Lightning bolted from the blue sky, and the clouds gradually converged and became more and more colored.

The weather in the mountains was changeable, and those young ladies didn't care. It didn't look like heavy rain, but the drizzle was more artistic. Unfortunately, no one brought an umbrella and couldn't always stay in the car.

"Huh? Some people sell umbrellas there, it's really a help in the snow."

A certain gentleman holding a folding fan dressed up as elegant and coquettish, and many young ladies sent maids and servants to buy umbrellas.

Seeing that the price of the umbrella was high, the servant girl quarreled with the girl who sold the umbrella. Bai Yujun didn't move her head, but slowly pulled out the horizontal knife. The friction of the blade made the servant girls not dare to make trouble, and the guards even more so. With a cautious face, he repeatedly urged the servants and maids to quickly buy an umbrella and not be too busy. They knew that they had met a master.

If you don't buy this umbrella, you have to buy it...

"This umbrella is definitely worth the money, and I have a good reputation."