80s Taoism

　　【Sorry, this one is late. These two days, I wrote a chapter early in the morning and went out, and then came back at night to write another chapter. It took a long time to check the information tonight, and it was only now completed.

　　 As for the problem of many typos in Lao Yu. Lao Yu can only say sorry. From the beginning of writing, there has never been a habit of revising. It is a torture for Lao Yu to read what I just wrote. Even if you reluctantly check it again, there will not be much improvement. Those who have read all of Lao Yu's novels know that Lao Yu rarely writes routines. If you don't follow routines, it means you have to write new things. Every day I have to think about how to write so that I can update it every day.

　　 As for the question of when will the beggar grow up, Lao Yu has no way to answer this. I really don't like watching childhood, just wait until the beggar grows up. Lao Yu has to stick to his own rhythm this time. Disrupted the rhythm, I was afraid that I would embark on the old path of a book again. Therefore, the old fish will write down slowly. Try to write the content better, rather than let the bidder grow faster. 】

　　 Whether it is a yin bridge or a yang bridge, the bridge is very particular. The ditch is not very wide, and adults can cross it with a little effort. But even if a bridge is erected on a Tianbakouzi (drainage outlet of a rice field), it must look like a bridge. You have to be able to step on it. Otherwise, if others step on it, the bridge will overturn or fall apart, and others will curse. This is undesirable. Originally, it was to build a bridge to repair the Yin Virtue, but it ended up harming people and being cursed by others, which actually damaged the Yin Virtue.

　　 Zhang asked a seven-year-old child to make a strong bridge. Chen Meijuan's family has already considered well. He also specially hired a helper for Zhang Biaohua. The old carpenter Zhang Jiwang is in charge of the carpentry part. Although it is wet wood, it can be turned into a beautiful wooden bridge in Zhang Jiwang's hands. Zhang Jiwang is amazing, and this older generation of carpenters also needs to know a little about Meishan magic. Zhang Jiwang Road is not high, so it is natural not to preside over the bridge crossing ceremony of Zhang Qigao's family.

　　 Zhang Jiwang smiled when he saw Zhang Jiahua, "Hey, grandpa beat you up today. You are going to be a son again, just open your mouth."

"Grandpa Jiwang, don't eat sweets if you smoke. I have a share of the cigarettes made by Uncle Gao Jiajing. I will take them all for you, and you will put the sweets and fruits in the bag. That would be too great. "As soon as Zhang bidder came up, he divided the spoils with Zhang Jiwang.

　　Zhang Jiwang laughed loudly, "You can be a baby. You can **** things when you are young."

　　 "Of course. I am a master now, and you work as a side job. Of course, these foods have priority for me." Zhang Jiaohua stretched out her hands and gathered all the refreshments on the table to her side.

　　 The ceremony of crossing the bridge is naturally indispensable for the audience. Crossing the bridge can be regarded as a rare traditional show in Meiziao. Once anyone in the house engages in such a ceremony, all the people in the village will naturally be dispatched.

　　 The people in the village couldn't help but burst into laughter when they saw Zhang Jiaohua's antics on the table.

"Call the flowers, you eat and you have to eat, things have to be done. You must get the princess Qigao out of the cubs. Otherwise, you have to give yourself to the cubs as the cubs." Zhang Enzhong picked up a load of tofu They were hawking everywhere, and when they arrived at Zhang Qigao's house, they put down their burdens and sat on the poles to watch the excitement. Everyone in business has a good eloquence, and all of them can speak well.

　　 "Uncle Enzhong, don't laugh. Believe it or not, I let your tofu pot only produce water but not tofu?" Zhang Jiaohua was blushing when Zhang Enzhong said, threatening with pouting her mouth.

　　 "Momomo. Uncle just made a joke with you." Zhang Enzhong panicked. As the saying goes, rub (play tricks) and ask the dog to take a bite. Meishan Magic really has such a spell. If Zhang Jiaohua really casts a spell on Zhang Enzhong, Zhang Enzhong will not be able to do this business. Don't underestimate the business of tofu, whose profit is at least 50%. Also got tofu dregs. Tofu residue can also be used as a dish in Meiziao. It can also be made into moldy tofu residue, which has a special flavor. Of course it is more used to feed pigs. Zhang Enzhong makes two sticks of tofu every day, and the tofu residue can feed two or three big fat pigs throughout the year.

　　 The people in the village immediately made a fuss.

　　 "Call Hua, Enzhong said bad things about you, you quickly cast him a curse. Let him fight tofu and can't get it out."

　　 Zhang Enzhong said quickly, "What are you doing? Don't see me. Ask the flowers not to listen to them. Turn around, Uncle will leave you a bowl of soft tofu, and you can add all the sugar."

"Forget it. You have lied to me many times. Every time I go to your house to eat, you say that tofu is old and not tasty. From now on, your tofu won't make tofu but only dregs." Zhang Jiaohua said casually.

　　 "Oh, my ancestor, why do you say that?" Zhang Enzhong knew that Zhang Jiaohua had just said casually, but Zhang Jiaohua would set up an incense case and ask God. If the gods took this seriously, Zhang Enzhong's family would be in great trouble. It is guaranteed that the tofu milk is not cooked thoroughly and cannot be filtered out every time. All turned into tofu residue.

Zhang Jiwang laughed out loud, "Enzhong, you deserve it, who made you provoke you. Didn't you see him doing business? You have to be scornful. I think you should just take a break these days. Wait for a while. , Asked the flower to help you solve the curse. Otherwise, your pig will have to die."

　　 The people in the village also laughed at Zhang Enzhong for wanting to provoke the flowers by himself, but he lifted a rock and hit him in the foot.

　　 "Uncle Jiwang, will it really work?" Zhang Enzhong was a little embarrassed. One day was delayed and the loss was quite large. And if you don’t make tofu, you have to feed the pigs with grain. This way, I lose a lot every day.

　　 "Will it work? You will know if you go back and have a try. Call the flowers, I have done this, and you are the master." Zhang Jiwang has already made a beautiful wooden bridge. Zhang Biaohua took out a few four coins of five cents from the incense stand.

"I have never mobilized troops before moving food, thousands of soldiers and horses descended on the mandala. The throne of the golden palace, the light of the jade is noisy, and the emperor of the ten thousand sacred dynasty, dare not dare to go down to the sky. With all my heart, I sincerely ask, You Jiang Wu Niang , Sending son empress, Queen Mother of the Three Dynasties, making like boy, Hehe fairy, yellow Taoist priest, white fairy teacher ~www.wuxiahere.com~turning the altar into the cave. The male is married, the female is in pairs, and the hands are turned into a thousand years. Yang Liumu, Yin Shi cut off Mao Shisheng..."

After chanting the spell, Zhang Biaohua raised a small axe and nailed four five-cent coins into the four intersections of the small wooden bridge. There are also several layers of cloth of various colors stacked under the coin. This coin is actually a way to buy money. It means to pay for the road money for Zhang Qigao's future children. In this way, Zhang Qigao's future children can be reborn in the belly of Zhang Qigao's wife Xie Chun'e smoothly.

　　 Zhang's bid to really become Meishan navy master is still half childish. It seemed as if he suddenly transformed into a Taoist Meishan navy master.

　　 "Oh, it's so awesome, at a young age, this Meishan spell has already reached this point."

　　 "Isn't it? Zhang Qigao should be pregnant this time, right?"

　　 "Who knows? I heard a joke before. The couple had been married for several years and had not been pregnant. They went to the hospital and asked. After several years, the couple never went to the right place..."

　　 The people in the countryside speak very unrestrainedly, and they even talked about short stories.

　　 "Get up, do you want my brother to give you a demonstration?" someone said loudly.

　　 Zhang Qigao is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and smiled, "Brother Xianyi, you are so busy roasting wine every day, so I am ashamed to trouble you, just let my sister-in-law teach me."

　　 Everyone burst into laughter at Zhang Qigao's wit. Everyone is taking advantage of their mouths. Rarely will you turn your head on. Of course, there was a time when I was joking, and it was common to have a big fight after a fight. Young people are angry and depressed in the village. They always need a way to vent the fire in their hearts~www.wuxiahere.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at~www.wuxiahere .com~For mobile phone users, please go to read.