Glass balls are sold in the east and west markets, and the prices are high and low according to the color and style. Li Chengqian has seen this thing on the 'two cities' more than once, and when he is interested, he will discuss the price with the merchants.

But the difference between this glass ball in my hand is that there is a little gray substance in an inconspicuous place on its outer edge. When Li Chengqian first held it in his hand, he thought it was clay, and tried to scrape it with his fingers, but he was surprised to find that this little thing was very hard and had not been scraped off.

Curious, I looked carefully and found that it was not clay and other dirty things at all, but cement after being damp.

This discovery surprised Li Chengqian, and he almost jumped up from the ground in excitement.

The cement has been burning for several months, but there is still nothing to be found except the waste residue, and Li Chengqian even wonders if his memory is wrong, otherwise he should burn something anyway.

"Big brother, what's wrong with this glass ball? Shall we catch the profiteers? Princess Baling's little head came out from behind Li Chengqian, with an expression of fear that the world would not be chaotic.

"Go, go, go, what kind of profiteer are you catching? This is a free gift. Li Chengqian rolled his eyes and pushed the little girl's head away from his shoulder.

"Hmph, stinky big brother, ignore you." Baling was bored, ran back to his place in a huff, and continued to count his loot, of course, he didn't forget to secretly take a few of his sisters' spoils.

"Brother, is there anything wrong with this glass ball?" Princess Yuzhang was a little hesitant and asked Li Chengqian nervously.

"No, but Yu Zhang told the eldest brother for a while that it was Hu Shang who sent it, okay?" Returning the glass ball to Yu Zhang, Li Chengqian asked with a smile.

"Okay." Princess Yuzhang nodded in agreement.

Regardless of whether the thing is bought or given, in the little girl's heart, it is always her own thing, if it is taken away by Li Chengqian, it will be more distressed.

"Alright, okay, give the things to the guards, and let's go eat." After seeing that the little girls were almost dirty, Li Chengqian clapped his hands and said.

When I first came in, I ordered a lot of food, and by this time there was already a table full of people on the table next to me.

"I don't want it, I'm going to the welcome building." It's Baling's little girl again.

"Baling, the welcome building is in the east and west, and we are now in the West Market, far away." Princess Xiangcheng is showing off her knowledge.

"But I still want to go to the Welcome Building, and the third brother said that the things there are delicious." Princess Baling said unrelentingly.

"Baling, don't make trouble, my brother ordered a lot of dishes, and it would be wasted if I didn't eat them." Changle glanced at the dishes on the other table, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Mentally speaking, Changle also wanted to go to the Welcome Building, but thinking about the words that Li Er usually taught them not to waste, he was a little hesitant, after all, the dishes had already come up, so it would be a pity to throw them away like this.

"What's this, there are so many of us, and we're afraid that we won't be able to eat all of these things?" Princess Baling rolled her eyes and pointed to the guards in front of her.

These words won the unanimous approval of almost everyone, and the little girls set their eyes on Li Chengqian.

"Listen to you, let you have fun today." Li Chengqian spread his hands and said.

Being able to sit and never stand, taking a carriage is better than walking, this is what Li Chengqian thinks now, anyway, as long as he doesn't go shopping, even if it's heaven, there is no problem.

With Li Chengqian's promise, a few little girls naturally had no scruples, and had a delicious lunch in the Yingbin Building at noon, and went to Xuandu Temple and Xingshan Temple in the afternoon.

And according to Changle, the Qin Daoist who prayed for him for seven days when Li Chengqian was sick was the master of the Xuandu Temple.

Even if it weren't for him, I was afraid that Li Chengqian's illness would not know when it would be delayed.

In short, Li Chengqian gritted his teeth and persevered on the chaotic and tired day, until the curtain of the day, after dragging his body back to 'Lanruo Temple' with his body that was about to fall apart, he had already sworn in his heart for the eighty-first time that if he took these little girls out again next time, he would be a toad.

The ears are still filled with the chirping and shouting of the little girls, even if they lie on the couch and wrap their heads in the quilt, it is useless, and the physical therapy for the damage to the soul has no effect at all.

Li Chengqian recuperated in the 'Lanruo Temple' for three days before he completely healed the damage to his soul.

Lao Li and the eldest grandson did not have any comfort for Li Chengqian, who was wounded in his heart, but left a comment on the three words 'melon baby' and then disappeared, which made Li Chengqian feel a little cryless after listening to it.

The Dragon Boat Festival passed quietly in Li Chengqian's recuperation, and everyone was very happy, except for Li Chengqian and the unlucky Hu Shang.

Since Abato's coming out of Fang City that day, being controlled by several big men and thrown into the Wannian County Jail, he has never seen a single person, not even the jailer.

In three days, he turned around the small cubicle a thousand times, but he never remembered which immortal he had offended.

Now that Abbato felt that he was about to die, he no longer had the energy to get up and walk in circles, so he could only lie in the hay on the ground and pray to Allah, hoping that his old man would feel his piety and save himself.

"Bang dang" Abato's long-awaited voice rang out, the sound of the prison door opening. Finally someone came down, and Abbatto got up from the ground with great speed, clutching the wooden fence of the cubicle, and staring in the direction of the prison gate.

Regardless of whether the person came for himself or not, Abatou thought that he could at least order something to eat or drink, otherwise he would really starve to death.

The little young man, dressed in a luxurious Tang costume, came into Abato's sight accompanied by a bald man, and walked towards him step by step.

"What's your name?" The young man's voice was not loud, but there was a smell in it that could not be refused.

"Ah, Abato." The water and rice did not enter for three days, which made Abato's voice hoarse and unspeakably weird.

"What?" The young man probably didn't hear clearly, so he frowned and asked.

"Honorable son, the villain's name is Abato." Struggling to adjust his vocal cords, Abato's words were almost word for word.

"What's going on with your voice?" The young man asked, confused.

"Honorable son, the villain hasn't drunk water or eaten for three days." Abato's pitiful grip on the wooden railing said with an expression that was about to cry.

"What's going on?" The boy turned to the bald man and asked.

"It should be that the people below have forgotten." The strong man thought for a moment before explaining.

The young man nodded, and after a mumbled mouth, he said, "Let it go, give him some food, let him take a bath, and then bring him to me." ”