Five copper coins are not many, but Jiang Ping An takes out to appear many.
Jiang Ping An is fourteen years old, his parents died, unable to farm and work, but now can take out five coins.
This surprised Li Min.
"I found the money my parents had hidden in the dirt." Ping An Jiang has made up a good reason.
"Take this money and wait for taxes." Li Min said.
He knew the other party hadn't paid their land taxes yet, and if they couldn't pay them again, those bastards would really kill someone.
"No, there's still room at home."
Ping An put the five coins on the table, then went to the kitchen fire and took away the four steamed buns in the pot.
"Four copper coins can buy eight buns and give you a rabbit leg."
Li Min is not sure whether the other side also have extra money, if not, this may be the last few days of Jiang Ping An's life.
So Li Ming handed a dried rabbit leg to the other.
"Thank you Uncle Lee." Ping An did not refuse, he did not eat rabbit meat for a long time, usually eat roasted grasshopper.
Jiang Ping An holding food happily home.
When I went home, I put the wooden door on and sat on the kang eating the buns while observing the treasure basin, dropping a few copper coins into it and experimenting.
But nothing came of it.
So after a day, probably yesterday to copy copper coins, Ping An will be the remaining six coins put in, a flash of light.
"Here we are!"
Jiang Ping An whoosh to a bullet up, excited to see the bronze basin.
A large block of copper coins appeared!
Ping An counted sixteen.
He threw six in, but only made ten copies.
Ping An Jiang speculated that this cornucopia can only copy one thing at a time, and can copy ten times.
The condition of copying is that it can only be done once a day.
However, even so, Ping An Jiang has been very satisfied.
He cried in his arms. If only he could discover the secret of the bronze basin earlier, his mother would not die of exhaustion, and his father would not go hunting and be eaten by the tiger.
Cried for a long time, Jiang Ping An wiped away his tears, put away the bronze basin to the town.
With this bronze basin, there will be no shortage of money in the future. Now that there is nothing in the family, we will go to the town to buy some rice and dressing.
Life is moving in a good direction.
"Brother Ping An, where are you going?"
Is playing mud Li Yueyue see Jiang Ping An to go outside the village, the milk voice asked.
"Go to town and buy you sugar gourds." Jiang Ping An kneaded Tigress' small head, the mood is joyful.
"Sweet gourds!" Li Miyun's big eyes suddenly lit up.
She'd eaten one of these before. It was sour and sweet, but delicious.
But immediately, she shook his head, "Ping An brother, can not spend money."
The child in the country took charge early, and although she was only eight years old, she understood a lot of things.
"Don't worry, my brother doesn't run out of money now." Ping An smiled. Tigress had been his closest relative since his parents had died.
"Well... Then if you buy it back, the tiger wench will be your wife."Li Miyun said innocently, blinking her eyes.
Jiang Ping An dumbfounding, this little wench knows what to call a wife.
He set off for the town and bought a little rice flour and seasonings, and of course, he had not forgotten to buy sugar gourds.
"Is it just you, lad? Don't run away from home blindly in the future. There are now banditry, which often stops roads and robs people. Xiaoxi Village was wiped out by banditry not long ago."
"The world is in chaos, banditry is rampant, and the rule of law is as fierce as tigers, and the people are unable to live a life. It is difficult."
Selling sugar gourd uncle saw Jiang Ping An young, could not help but say two.
"Thank you, sir, for the reminder."
Jiang Ping An didn't take it seriously, humming a folk song, stepping on straw sandals to return to the village.
The straw shoes were a bit scuffling, and it took more than an hour to see the outline of the village.
"When I get rich, I'll buy those handsome boots, and maybe I'll be able to live in town."
He began to think about the good life ahead and was very happy.
But when he approached the village, a smell of blood came over his face.
"Who's killing pigs?"
Ping An walked into the village, the whole people are stupid, the hands of rice and flour fell on the ground, looked sluggish.
Bodies, bodies everywhere! The village was red with blood, flames were burning and women were undressed.
"How... How could this be so!"
He thought of something and ran wildly toward Li Min's house.
In the room, Li Min was lying on the floor with a large stomach appearing and blood trickling down his stomach.
"Uncle Lee! What happened!"
Jiang Ping An is frightened to look pale, hurriedly drop the thing in the hand, help to hold down the wound.
"Earth... Outlaws... Help... Help me take care of... The tiger wench... The well... It's in the well."
With that, Li Min's head dropped and he lost breath.
Jiang Ping An heart yishan, the morning also saw Li Min, suddenly separated from nature.
He ran quickly to the mouth of the well, where a board was covered. He lifted the board and looked down.
Li Miyun was sitting on the barrel shaking. The lid on her head was thrown open, which made her jump.
When she saw that it was Ping An, she burst into tears."Ping An! There are outlaws!"
Ping An pulled Tigress up. When Tigress saw her father's death, she cried even harder.
"Why? why are they bullying us! Soldiers and outlaws, why are they bullying us?"
Li Yueyue's shrill voice like a steel needle, through the heart of Jiang Ping An, let him suffocate heartache.
Jiang Ping An clenched fists, his face unwilling and angry.
Yeah, why are they being bullied? why is the world being this way!
Why do parents say that good is rewarded with evil? There is no such thing as that!
Jiang Ping An can't figure out, he doesn't know how to comfort Li Yueyue, can only pick up the sugar gourd on the ground and pass it to the other side.
Li Miyun looked at the gourds in her hand and hugged each other.
"There seems to be something wrong with this village... There are still people living."
A voice suddenly sounded in the sky, Jiang Ping An suddenly raised his head.
When I saw the picture above, my eyes widened.
Several women in gorgeous Taoist robes drifted in the air.
God... God!
Is this a god? He could actually fly!
Jiang Ping An shocked speechless, Li Yueyue also scared to stop crying.
A woman stepped forward and held Jiang Ping An's head.
"The gift is ordinary, the age is old, and the path to practice is limited."
She pressed Miyun's head again, and a moment later, her eyes widened.
"I was born with a tonic root! What a great talent!"
The woman was very surprised, "Little girl, would I take you to practice?"
"You... Are you gods? Can I resurrect my father?"Li Yueyue timidly asked, half a face buried in the arms of Jiang Ping An, some choking voice.
The woman shook her head. "Nor can we resurrect the dead, but if you practice, you will never have to worry about food or clothing, and you will destroy your father's killer."
Hearing that she could avenge her father, Li Miyun clutched the gourd. "I will avenge my father!"
The woman took Li Miyun into her arms and smiled, "With your talent, if you step into the practice, you will certainly be able to avenge it."
As she said that, she flew up into the air with someone to leave.
Li Yueyue suddenly shouted: "You haven't taken Ping An brother!"
"He's very gifted. You two aren't people in the same world." The woman said.
"No way! I want to be with Brother Ping An. I'm not practicing! Let me go!"
Li Yueyue struggling, Jiang Ping An is now his closest person, she does not want to leave each other.