amaotonovel Chapter 701: Year of Love 7
Chapter 701: Year of Love 7
Chapter 701: Millennium Love Seventeen
Zhang Xintong had to leave quickly. She couldn't let Fahai take Xiaoqing in as well, as this would affect the couple's wedding night.
The gourd was obviously a treasure, but it was not Zhang Xintong's. She didn't feel bad if it was broken. She took out the God-killing Hammer and the God-killing Awl. Using these two artifacts together, they could even make a hole in the extremely hard phoenix eggshell, so this gourd was no problem.
Zhang Xintong immediately started chiseling the bottom of the gourd, and Fahai's hand holding the gourd was numb from the shock.
"Bai Suzhen, don't waste your energy. This is the Buddha's treasure. No matter how hard you try, you can't get it out. Just wait to die!"
In the time it took Fahai to say a word, Zhang Xintong had already chiseled a large hole in the gourd. She emerged from the gourd and stood before Fahai, the God-killing Hammer in hand. She smiled, but her expression was cold.
"Fahai, are you giving me face? Do you really think I dare not kill you?"
A beautiful and dignified woman with a gentle face, clear eyes, slender fingers and a body glowing with light flew over from the horizon. She held a pure bottle and a willow branch in her hands and smiled. She looked dignified and had boundless magical powers, which made people feel in awe.
Guanyin Bodhisattva was a little confused when she saw the confrontation. She calculated that Bai Suzhen was in trouble and came to help her out of danger. But looking at the situation, Bai Suzhen was not in trouble, but it seemed that Fahai was in trouble.
"You two, what's going on?"
Zhang Xintong bowed to Guanyin Bodhisattva. Guanyin Bodhisattva was good to the original owner. Although she could not become an immortal, she could not be ungrateful.
"Great Master, please allow me to report this. Monk Fahai has repeatedly come to cause trouble. Suzhen, considering him a Buddhist, has already spared him several times. But today, he put Suzhen in a gourd and intended to burn her to death. This is what led to the current situation."
Fahai knelt down and kowtowed
"Great Master, this Bai Suzhen is a white snake demon. She dared to marry a human and even helped another green snake find a husband. She is simply lawless. I begged the Buddha to borrow the magic gourd, but I didn't expect this white snake to bore a hole in it. Please, Great Master Guanyin, help me."
Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at Zhang Xintong. The feeling she gave Guanyin Bodhisattva was completely different from before. Guanyin Bodhisattva counted with her fingers. Although she could still calculate some things about Bai Suzhen, she could not calculate Bai Suzhen's future. The White Snake actually "jumped out of the Three Realms and was not in the Five Elements". She was no longer someone she could enlighten.
"Good! Good! Bai Suzhen, I will take Fahai away. The Buddha will teach him a lesson and he will never trouble you again. Can you let him go just this once?"
Since Guanyin Bodhisattva has spoken, Zhang Xintong must give face.
"I will listen to the Bodhisattva. You can take it away!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva took Fahai away, and Zhang Xintong also returned home to sleep. She was pregnant with two babies, and the baby was getting bigger and bigger. The snake eggs were constantly cultivating and needed nutrition, so she was actually quite tired.
Xu Xian didn't know that his wife had gone out and was sleeping soundly. Zhang Xintong felt that she was the one working in the world while he was very idle, so she kicked him angrily.
Xu Xian opened his eyes confusedly
"Madam, what's wrong?"
Zhang Xintong looked unhappy
"I'm too hot to sleep, please fan me."
Xu Xian got downstairs and took a palm-leaf fan, then sat beside the bed and fanned Zhang Xintong again and again. It was quite comfortable and Zhang Xintong fell asleep in no time.
Xu Xian saw that his wife was sleeping soundly, and was afraid that she would wake up from the heat, so he kept fanning her. When she ate breakfast in the morning, she had dark circles under her eyes and looked listless.
Xu Jiaorong glared at Xu Xian angrily, but Xu Xian didn't know what he had done wrong.
"Sister, why are you staring at me?"
Li Gongfu had finished his meal and went to the yamen. Zhang Xintong was not active and had not gotten up yet. There were only the two siblings at the dinner table.
"Why am I glaring at you? What bad things did you do last night? Do you know that your sister-in-law is pregnant?"
Xu Xian died unjustly, it has been so long since he passed away.
"Sister, I don't have any."
Xu Jiaorong knocked Xu Xian on the head
"Look at you, you look like you've indulged yourself in excessive sexual activities, yet you still dare to quibble. If you hurt my sister-in-law and the child, do you think I will beat you to death?"
Xu Xian...
Died unjustly...
After Fahai was taken away by Guanyin Bodhisattva, Zhang Xintong lived a very comfortable life. No one came to disturb her anymore, and she could just live her life in peace.
Zhang Xintong made a lot of money from the wholesale of Xu's medicinal materials, and she planned to collect some local specialties into the space.
"Xiaoqing, go out for a walk."
Zhang Xintong is seven months pregnant, the weather is getting cooler, and winter is approaching.
"Okay! Let's go!"
The oil-paper umbrellas in this world are very beautiful. They can block both the sun and the rain. Of course, there are also ordinary oil-paper umbrellas without any patterns. Zhang Xintong buys some of them.
Zhang Xintong and Xiaoqing entered a shop selling oil-paper umbrellas. The shop was very big and had all kinds of oil-paper umbrellas with beautiful patterns painted on the umbrellas, including white gardenias with a blue background, yellow ginkgo leaves with a green background, red maple leaves and pink plum blossoms, butterflies, birds, willow branches, bamboo, mountains, rivers, the bright moon, the starry sky, pavilions, lotus flowers, and so on. There were all kinds of beautiful patterns.
In addition to oil-paper umbrellas, the store also sells various folding fans, which come in various styles. Some of the fans are painted with plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, flowers, birds, fish, insects, mountains and flowing water, and some are inscribed with various poems, which are the kind that literati and scholars like most.
"Waiter, how much are the oil-paper umbrellas?"
The waiter pointed to several different oil-paper umbrellas and said to Zhang Xintong:
"Madam, the price of oil-paper umbrellas varies depending on the workmanship and pattern. These are three taels of silver each, these are one tael and five cents each, these are 800 wen each, and these are only 200 wen each."
The three-liang silver coin is naturally the best, with good quality, fine workmanship, and beautiful designs. The one-liang and five-qian coin has the same quality and workmanship as the three-liang coin, but the designs are simple or uniform in color. The 800-wen coin is also of good quality and workmanship, but is not elaborate and has no designs. The 200-wen coin is a simple oil-paper umbrella used by ordinary people, and it looks sturdy, but the material is much lower.
This is not an era of mechanization, and the patterns on the umbrellas are naturally painted by hand. In addition, the pigments and paper are expensive, so the beautiful oil-paper umbrellas are naturally expensive.
Zhang Xintong pointed at the folding fan again
"How much is the folding fan?"
"There are several types of folding fans. Those with inscriptions by great scholars are more expensive, ranging from dozens to hundreds of taels. A normal one with a pattern costs one tael of silver, and one with poetry and prose costs 500 wen."
“Is there a discount for buying more?”
"Normally, we sell at fixed prices in our store, but if you buy more than 20 pieces, we can offer a discount."
"Except for the folding fan with the inscription of the great scholar you just mentioned, I don't want any. If the price is right, I'll take all the oil-paper umbrellas and folding fans in the store."
The waiter had never seen anyone buy things in this way and couldn't believe it for a moment.
"Madam, do you mean to say that you want all the oil-paper umbrellas and folding fans in the store, except for the one with the great scholar's inscription?"
Zhang Xintong nodded
"Yes, if the price is right."