After studying Taoism for three years, is it still time to change majors?

Chapter 23 Qin Shouren's Conspiracy!

Patrol Captain - Zheng Dong picked up the anaconda snake gall and five pairs of Longhua bison horns, weighed them on the balance respectively, and said with a smile:
"Comrade Su, the total weight of your horns is 43.99 kilograms, and the texture is good. According to the market price, you can get 87198 yuan."

"Anaconda snake gallbladder is one of the important supplementary materials of certain life-extending medicinal materials, so the premium is relatively high. You can get a high price of 12 yuan per gram of fresh snake gallbladder. Your snake gallbladder weighs [-] grams and can be priced at [-] yuan. "

After careful calculation, Su Luo found that the total income was only about 21 yuan, and the personal income tax was at most more than [-] yuan, which was still a little short of the goal of "paying taxes honorably", so he couldn't help frowning.

at this time.

Zheng Dong suddenly said, "Comrade Su, I promised on behalf of the camp before that the purchase price of all spiritual materials will be 24 to [-]% higher than the market price. Look, these spiritual materials were sold at a price of [-] yuan. how?"

Su Luo was secretly happy, nodded and said: "Okay, it will be calculated according to your price!"

"Just a moment."

Zheng Dong turned on his personal computer, logged into the internal website, reported the application for the purchase of spiritual material, and said with a smile:
"Comrade Su, it will take some time to make the payment. Please wait patiently, or go to the arsenal to choose a suitable weapon. If the weapon is less than 5000 yuan, you can just take it."

Su Luo nodded and followed Zheng Dong to the arsenal.

Unfortunately.

The quality of most weapons below 5000 yuan is not much different from that of the Locke 17, and there is really no need to replace them.

then.

Zheng Dong made a heart-warming suggestion:

"There is also an upgraded version of the Locke model, called the Locke 23, which has the same rate of fire and range, but has made a major modification to the magazine, with a capacity of 38 bullets, and its price is only 3000 yuan."

"Here in the camp, what do you think of exchanging two Locke 23s for the Locke 17 in your hand?"

Su Luo was taken aback for a moment, then fell into deep thought.

As a police pistol, the Locke Type 17 is powerful enough to pierce the skin of conventional dragon beasts, but its ammunition capacity is only [-] rounds. After a round of output, the magazine must be replaced.

For seasoned shooters, it's not too much of a problem.

pity.

His gun skills are relatively rusty, and it is difficult to smoothly complete the clip replacement action during the fierce battle.

Zheng Dong's proposal actually met his needs.

finally.

Su Luo agreed to Zheng Dong's suggestion and liked to mention two Locke 23 styles.

…………

Temporary camp.

The fax machine made a "cracking" sound, and then one after another, it spat out the tax payment certificates and financial payment notices of Su Luo and other monks.

next second.

Su Luo's mobile phone received a text message from the bank.

"Transaction Reminder: [Qingcheng Bank] Qingcheng District Defense Corps has completed a transfer transaction of RMB 6574 to your account ending in 229876.54, with a balance of RMB 230022.33."

Su Luo was overjoyed.

The first of the three major conditions for changing majors - paying taxes is glorious, complete!

Next.

It is to try everything possible to gain recognition from other majors of the Pioneer Academy, and to defeat a lecturer of the classical Taoism major in public!

After completing the above three items, you can escape from the cage of classical Taoism and transfer to other majors!

"It's coming, it's coming~" Su Luo showed joy, thinking about what to do next, and thought: "I still have to discuss it with Senior Fan to gain some experience in changing majors."

Just now.

A monk suddenly shouted:
"The bus is here."

A three-story blue-and-white bus that can accommodate hundreds of people slowly drove into the temporary camp.

Except for some monks who drove here, most of them boarded the [Ker Grassland-Qingcheng] special bus.

Su Luo came back to his senses and followed the crowd. On the third floor of the bus, he found a window seat and sat down. He opened the glass window and waved to Jiang Xiaocong, Zheng Dong and others in the temporary camp.

Jiang Xiaocong smiled sweetly, with dimples on her cheeks, and waved her hands and shouted:

"Big brother who fights monsters, goodbye ヾ(￣▽￣)~"

Su Luo's heart warmed up, and he waved his hand to say goodbye, then leaned back, leaned on the cushioned chair and closed his eyes to rest.

The monks in the nearby seats chatted about today's harvest.

"Although I am 40 years old this year, my body is still very strong. Last night I fucked three dragon goats. Isn't it amazing?"

"I also killed two dragon-species prairie wolves. Unfortunately, most of the dragon abilities awakened by dog ​​creatures are dragon roars. With the craftsmanship of ordinary people like us, there is no way to remove them intact. Except for the sub-dragon blood, There is nothing particularly valuable, alas, it’s a waste of time.”

"Here, I would like to praise our captain Fu Qingyang. Last night, he led a few of our newcomers and killed seven dragon beasts. The cumulative income exceeded 30!"

At this moment, a monk suddenly said, "Oh, I really don't want those dragon beasts to die out. If they are allowed to thrive in the mountains and grow in number, then our monks in Qingcheng will make a fortune." It's gone!"

moment.

The whole place was silent.

Four Aperture Warrior - Fu Qingyang sternly shouted:

"Old Gou, what are you talking about? If the dragon beasts continue to flood, it will definitely affect the safety of the people in the western suburbs!"

"People come here every day to cook for us and serve us. They bow their heads and don't look up. It's a bit of a passion. Do you want them to die, or do you want them to be displaced?"

"Have a face!"

The old dog smiled awkwardly and remained silent.

Many monks also echoed in unison.

Making money is only for a while, and it will be a disaster for the people in the western suburbs, and they will be stabbed in the back for the rest of their lives!
Su Luo couldn't help but glanced at Fu Qingyang, and admired in his heart:
"It's no wonder that this person can become the central figure in the temporary camp. Regardless of character or strength, he is the best choice!"

The three-story bus moved forward all the way, and soon arrived in downtown Qingcheng.

Many monks scattered in a hurry.

When the crowd dispersed, the scolded old Gou suddenly stomped his feet several times, cursing fiercely:
"Damn! What kind of moral model are you pretending to be? If you have money, you don't make money!"

Done.

Lao Gou made a phone call, and then drove to Qingcheng Pioneer Academy.

After a few minutes.

The gate of the college.

A well-mannered middle-aged man smiled and waved to the approaching car:
"This way."

"Director Qin, I'll just give you some sub-dragon blood. How can you receive it yourself?" Lao Gou hurriedly reversed his car into the garage, and excitedly held Qin Shouren's hand that he offered.

Qin Shouren patted Lao Gou on the shoulder, and said in a mellow voice:

"Where's the matter, the spiritual materials you sell, Old Gou, have always been well-known in Qingcheng~"

Hearing the praise from the dignified head of the Classical Taoism Department, Lao Gou couldn't help feeling overwhelmed, and hastily handed over two glass bottles filled with pure black blood, and said with a flattering smile:
"This is what you want, the blood of the ape-like sub-dragon, please keep it."

(End of this chapter)