Yesterday, Mr. Chen's young master held a wedding banquet at Mingdefang Sauce Shop.

The guests and friends were sitting together, having a big banquet, and it was all joyful and lively, and then this Wang Popi came.

People from all over the country knew what kind of character he was, and the servants wanted to send him away, but this rogue was so shameless. He came up and happily congratulated the groom and the official, and refused to leave.

As the old saying goes, it's hard to hit a smiling person with punches, not to mention that on this wedding day, it's not appropriate to beat someone out. It seems that this rogue wants to hang out and take advantage of some wine, so luckily he is allowed to finish his meal and leave quickly.

How could Wang Popi do that?

How can a person who kicks down a widow's door, digs out a family's grave, does all his evil deeds, and is full of evil spirits just come to have a drink?

That would be a gross underestimation of his business capabilities.

Wang Popi entered the banquet, found a small plate, picked up two kilograms of pig head meat, covered it with a cloth, and found Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen was talking to a table of squires when Wang Popi came up with his plate of pork head meat.

"Congratulations, Mr. Chen!"

This is called clearing the way. If you come up and say something auspicious, people will not drive you away, otherwise it will be unlucky.

Everyone at Mr. Chen's table was annoyed when they saw him. Who among them didn't know that he bullied the male domineering queen and poured dung soup into other people's houses, but they couldn't drive him away because they were here to congratulate him.

If you were at a tea stall and there were rough people coming and going, it wouldn't be that much of a problem. If you didn't like it, they would have kicked you out, no matter what you said.

At this place, the young master of Chen's Sauce Shop held a wedding banquet. The guests sitting here were all wealthy businessmen and gentry, well-known and respectable people, and they all had their status, so there was no way to argue.

This is what the saying goes, a gentleman cannot beat a villain. A gentleman follows the rules, but a villain has no shame.

"To congratulate you gentlemen, I specially braised pig head meat, and I will give it to you gentlemen to try today."

Mr. Chen said to himself that I have a table with good wine and good food. There is pork head on the table. Why are you eating it?

But before he could say anything, Wang Popi took a knife and cut it into slices neatly, and put them on everyone's plates.

"Try it! Try it! It tastes delicious!"

The meat was already on the plate, and it was hard to say anything. Mr. Chen said to himself, just taste it.

After eating a piece of meat, Mr. Chen was still wondering why it tasted the same as the pork head meat on my table.

Isn't that right? The pig head meat that King Bade Popi came in to pick up on another table might have been stewed in the same pot, so how could the taste be different?

"Sir, this meat tastes so good." Wang Popi, shameless as he was, was still asking.

"Okay, um, it tastes good." What can Mr. Chen say? Just be polite.

"Okay! I like it! I'm here to enjoy it!"

Wang Popi bent down and raised his hands above his head, begging for the reward.

Mr. Chen and others looked at each other and asked, "Do you still want to show your respect? We said we want to eat it? You insist on letting us taste it, and we will be rewarded after tasting it?"

But there was nothing he could do. He also ate the meat without giving any reward. This rogue threw himself on the ground, rolled around, and made trouble for these rich men. They ate his meat for free without giving any money. Is there any way to get married here? He is shameless.

Others want face.

"Reward, how much reward can I ask for?"

"Hey, Mr. Chen, two hundred taels of silver."

The thief took one bite and three-thirds of it penetrated into the bone.

Wang Popi was not even ashamed to speak. A few pieces of pig head meat cost two hundred taels of silver. According to the current price of goods in the Jing Dynasty, this money was enough to open ten pig farms.

Did you kill Marshal Tianpeng?

"If we don't have money, let's report it to the official."

"Mr. Chen, I see what you said. Well, your young master is planning a happy day for you. You will give me twenty taels, and I will give you the rest as a gift."

This is something that no one with a bit of shame would say. A piece of pork is two hundred taels. You give me twenty taels, and I will give you the rest as a gift.

This kind of person throws the body into a pile of hungry dogs and eats it. Even the bones are chewed clean, and there is still a heart left.

Why?

Dogs even eat shit, but if they don’t eat their own shit, it’s too dirty.

Mr. Chen didn't want to argue with this scoundrel, and he was annoyed when he saw it. Twenty-two pairs of ordinary people could live frugally for two or three years, but it was not worth money to wealthy gentry and businessmen like them.

"Look, I don't have much silver with me. I'll give you a receipt and you can go to the shop to get it."

As he said this, Mr. Chen wrote a receipt and quickly sent the scoundrel away. Wang Popi opened a ticket to extort money, and happily took it to the sauce shop to exchange money.

But unexpectedly, the sauce shop just got a new shopkeeper today. He is a distant relative of Mr. Chen. He was a former escort and a practicing martial artist.

This guy didn't know Wang Popi, so he saw such a stubborn owner dragging him away and asking for money like 2,580,000 yuan with a receipt.

When I asked what was going on, a slice of pork cost twenty taels?

The shopkeeper thought, isn't this blackmail? He won't give me the money.

When Wang Popi heard that he wouldn't pay, how could he be willing? After three quarrels and two quarrels, the other party wanted to evict people, so he went up and started fighting with them, but they were good practitioners, so how could he do it?

After three pushes and two shoves, he was pushed and knocked over. After this push, he got angry and took out the meat-cutting knife.

"Look I'll kill you!"

Wang Popi didn't really mean to hurt anyone. Popi was a rogue who used hard and soft tactics, so he didn't have the guts to kill people. He was just gesturing with a knife to scare people and get the money.

But I don't think so, other people who are involved in the world are much more ruthless than him.

When I see you taking out a knife and making gestures, I slap it with your backhand and send it away.

With a click, the knife came and went back, right into Wang Popi's heart.

The people around him were stunned at that time, and Wang Popi was also stunned. Looking at the knife inserted into his heart, his hands were trembling and he still spoke:

"That's five thousand taels!"

With a hiccup, the dead body fell to the ground.

Popi, the scoundrel king who was full of evil in Qianshui Port, died. At the time of his death, he was still thinking about blackmailing people.

As the old saying goes, if you show up once, you always get a second chance.

This scoundrel is greedy and greedy. If you talk to this kind of person, you cannot tolerate any retreat. If you take one step back, he will have to take ten steps forward. Such evil people will have to be punished by ruthless people.

Later, people came from the Yamen, and when they saw that it was Wang Popi who died, they all clapped their hands and cheered.

The officials and yamen all knew that this scoundrel was bad, but they had no reason to take him. He was killed today, but he was doing harm to the people.

Today, it was Wang Popi who hurt someone with a knife first. The shopkeeper was acting in self-defense. People from the sauce shop had their IDs, so according to the law, don’t do anything about it.

…

The revolving door race was over, and the life of the corpse that Lin Shou had sewn was all recorded in the corpse sale book.

The yin and yang abacus jingles, the sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the price is good.

The corpse sale record gives the price of the corpse: third grade with yellow characters.

Lin Shou received a "selling corpse" reward.

A piece of paper-tied silver ingot, water-patterned honeycomb pork loin silver, with the word "Greed" in it, heavy.

Greedy for silver.

"Eight Great Enlightenment Sutras" states that the three precepts of Buddhism are greed, anger, and ignorance. Excessive desires are suffering, and life and death are exhausting. Starting from greed, the mind is insatiable, but seeking too much will increase the number of sins.

This greed for silver is the greed of the human heart.

Lin Shou stood up and took out a small cup of burning sandalwood. He used a candle to light the greedy silver tied with paper to make incense. The clear smoke curled into his nose, and complicated and strange Buddhist principles poured into his mind.

Greed, anger, and delusional thoughts, the seven emotions and six desires, my Buddha's precepts, three thousand flourishings in the world of mortals, the origin and destruction of conditions, all dharmas are empty...

The next day, the sky turned white and the rooster crowed at dawn.

Lin Shou sat cross-legged for the whole night like an old monk in meditation. Suddenly he opened his eyes, and all the worldly greed in his eyes was gone.

He realized it.

He casually picked up the rice paper on the table and made a tie. After a while, real gold and silver ingots were shining brightly on the ground, making a clattering sound when he stepped on them.

Turning stone into gold, twisting paper into silver.
Chapter completed!