The Taoist priest actually doted on him and said with a loud laugh, "When I recover my strength, I'll catch it for you!"
"Yeah!" The man in the bamboo hat smiled sweetly.
The two of them only planned to stay temporarily, so they did not move anything in the house. They just unloaded some of the goods on the donkey cart. When they opened it, they found that they were all quilts.
The soft and fluffy snow-white outer lining is not only comfortable to look at but also to touch.
The two men each took out two beds, one to use as a mattress and the other to cover themselves.
It was still very cold in the mountains in early spring at night. The two of them just poked their heads out from under the quilt, closed their eyes, and looked very peaceful.
The man in the bamboo hat suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the Taoist priest, "Second brother, do you think that eldest brother is really in the capital?"
The Taoist priest opened his eyes upon hearing the voice, a solemn expression on his handsome brow. After a long pause, he replied, "Yes, I calculated, and Big Brother is in this direction."
The man in the bamboo hat pondered for a moment, then asked, "What if we get lost with Big Brother? What if Big Brother is not in the capital now? Second Brother, how about you do some calculations?"
Seeing that his younger brother did not believe him, the Taoist priest was a little annoyed, but he was no longer the same person as before. He was no longer the person who took pleasure in avenging his enemies. Now he had to depend on his fourth brother for survival. With him around, they would never starve to death.
The Taoist priest stretched out a hand from under the quilt, closed his eyes, pinched his fingertips, and moved his lips. After a while, he suddenly widened his eyes with a look of surprise.
The man in the bamboo hat stood up and asked, "Second brother, are you done yet?"
The Taoist's breathing was disordered, his throat was rolling, and he didn't dare to speak.
The man in the bamboo hat didn't get a response for a long time, and his heart sank to the bottom. He said in panic, "Second brother, could it be that eldest brother is really gone?"
Wouldn't they be leaving again?
He didn't want to leave. The capital was fun and he hadn't had enough!
However, the next second, the Taoist priest's voice was heard, "No, my brother is in the capital."
"real?"
The Taoist priest hummed.
The man in the bamboo hat breathed a sigh of relief, lay down again, and murmured softly, "That's good..."
The Taoist's heart was pounding. He thought that if he made another mistake in his calculations, his fourth brother would no longer believe him, and his prestige as an older brother would be greatly reduced.
He was puzzled. A few days ago, he calculated that his elder brother was still in the capital, so how could he just calculate that he was in Jinzhou?
No, brother, why is a bald monk who is weak and can't even tie a chicken running around?
He is not like him. He is born with a love for learning and does not rely on his past knowledge. He has acquired a lot of skills.
Like him, knowing that he would not die, he was willing to learn and endure hardships to make a living. He did everything, including being a thug, a maid, a famous actor, a clapper, and a crosstalk performer. He could do all the 360 professions!
The fourth brother is not bad either. Although he doesn’t have any special skills, he has innate advantages. No one can starve to death, but he can!
What he was most worried about was his eldest brother and third brother. They were lazy and didn't know how to grow crops. How would they survive without their magic powers? Could it be that they were not beaten to death by the junior sister but starved to death?
The Taoist thought to himself that it was a good thing that his third brother was still in the capital. He would find his third brother first and then go find his eldest brother!
But he didn't plan to tell his fourth brother anymore, otherwise if he couldn't find his third brother, he would make a fuss again.
As the night grew longer, the man in the bamboo hat mumbled, "Brother, I want to eat roast chicken tomorrow after I sell the goods..." Then he fell asleep with even breathing.
The Taoist nodded and fell asleep.
The next morning, the Taoist priest felt his nose was a little itchy in a daze. He reached out to rub it, but he couldn't help it and sneezed, which woke him up.
He then opened his eyes and looked for the man in the bamboo hat, and the next second, his brows were furrowed.
The man in the bamboo hat had already gotten up. The place where he had been lying was covered with a layer of white fluff. The Taoist priest quickly covered his nose, then got up and went to find the man in the bamboo hat.
In the deep mountains in the early morning, there was a faint mist and a layer of dew floating on the ground.
The empty yard was now covered with a bamboo mat, and on the bamboo mat was a white cotton cloth. The man in the bamboo hat was half-squatting on it with his naked body, and he raised his hands to grab himself from time to time.
Its originally bald body grew a layer of white fluff after one night, and it became furry all over. After it was scratched, the hair grew back again, and the air was filled with the fallen fluff, dancing gracefully.
The man in the bamboo hat spread the wool flat on the white cloth, and had already spread most of it...
Hearing the sound, the man in the bamboo hat looked towards the Taoist priest. His originally bald head had now turned into a huge, fluffy dandelion. As his head turned, some of the fluff was thrown out and floated into the air. The sky above the yard was already filled with white fluff.
The man in the bamboo hat smiled sweetly and said sweetly, "Second brother, are you awake? Wait a moment longer, the quilt will be ready!"
The Taoist priest pressed down the corners of his lips and said in a hoarse voice after a while, "Fourth brother, you are very capable. I will buy you a big chicken drumstick after I sell the quilt!"
"Great!" The man in the bamboo hat was excited when he heard that, and the hair on his body shook out again. The Taoist pinched his nose when he saw this.
It's so itchy, just looking at it makes me itchy...
There was too much fluff and the man in the bamboo hat couldn't finish it alone. The Taoist priest covered his nose with a cloth strip and joined in making the quilt.
The two worked for a whole morning with empty stomachs. Finally, they plucked all the hair off the man in the straw hat and took off all the hair. Suddenly, he felt a little cold. He hugged himself, shook himself, then put on his clothes and put on the straw hat.
The two of them had a clear division of labor. The Taoist tied the newly made quilts to the donkey cart. Looking at the "goods" that had risen three feet, the Taoist silently chanted a "prayer spell", praying that all the quilts could be sold today, otherwise new ones would have to come...
The two of them drove a donkey cart to the city.
They asked for one or two taels of silver for a quilt. For the common people, a quilt made of wool was not as comfortable as a cotton one and was not worth the price. For the rich people in the city, although a quilt bottom made of wool was not as good as a plush one, they wanted something new.
Past experience tells them that it is easier to sell in the city.
The two of them found a vacant space in a corner and set up their stall. The Taoist priest also set up another stall on the side, which said [Fortune telling, Feng Shui, exorcising demons and evil spirits], and attached a sign saying that if you buy three quilts, you will get one fortune-telling for free.
There really wasn't anyone in the capital who bought a quilt with fur quilts. Soon, the two brothers were surrounded by onlookers. One of the onlookers asked, "What kind of fur is stuffed in that quilt?"
The man in the bamboo hat told the truth, "Dandelion."
"Dandelion??"
Everyone thought of pig hair, cow hair, and even mouse hair, but they didn't expect it to be dandelion.
It turned out to be a dandelion!
"Aren't dandelions good for making tea?"
"Dandelions can be used to make quilts? That's new..."
"Let me feel it, it's quite soft. One ounce of silver isn't expensive. Okay, give me a bed, and I'll go back and try it!"
A bystander paid some money, and the man in the bamboo hat took it and handed the wrapped blanket to the buyer. Then he said in pure Tangshan dialect, "Go back and cover yourself with it. It will keep you warm!"
Others thought it was new and bought one too. But no matter how new it was, the weather was getting warmer and who would buy a new quilt? So they only sold five quilts in the afternoon, and there were still many left on the donkey cart.
The man in the bamboo hat munched on a pancake, glanced back, and looked listless, his shoulders drooping, muttering, "I can't eat the roasted chicken legs anymore... wuwu..."
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