Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 68

A pot of spirit tea with more than [-] spirit stones tastes bad immediately.

Chen Mou put down the teacup, and the smile on his face was distorted: "It's a pity, I still want to follow you and listen to you for a few more years. When you go back, you won't know who to turn to for a pot of good tea in the future."

It's a pity that I will lose a stable source of income in the future, and it would be nice for the old man to stay for another year.

It's impossible for the new shopkeeper to continue to make cheap deals with him, an outsider.

"There is always a banquet in the world. The old man lives in this small place for nearly a year, so he should move around and take a look around. If there is a chance in the future, the old man will treat you to a good tea."

Hong Renche also felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

At the beginning, he listened to old blind man Qu's revelation of secrets, kept his name incognito, and was a shopkeeper who greeted and delivered him. He smiled and watched the messy people and things in the market every day, calmed down, and changed countless methods, just to find that trace. The chance of breaking the pill into a baby is slim.

He was born only to enter the world, and this time he was touched, it was time to return to the sect and concentrate on creating a treasure.

Perhaps, when he successfully refines the "Five Elements Double Shadow Sword", it will be his breakthrough time?

Breaking through the alchemy and becoming a baby is a chasm like a chasm on the road of practice. If you advance, you will have infinite possibilities. If you retreat, you will die without a burial place. There is no third way to go.

He couldn't let Brother Mou'er's two blueprints go out, and halfway through he cut off the beard and filled his own pocket.

Last night, I went to the forge master in the backyard to deal with a few new patterns casually, to deal with the old monster Hu who was still waiting stupidly, and to annoy the old monster who wanted to play with new ones.

Hearing what shopkeeper Hong said, Chen Mou knew that the business with Forging Binge would be completely ruined in the future. The old shopkeeper didn't want to get involved in greeting, so he put away his thoughts, poured tea for the other side, held the cup with both hands again, and said auspicious words: " This junior wishes you to realize your wish as soon as possible, break through the realm and climb to the top, and look forward to drinking your godly tea!"

"well!"

Shopkeeper Hong laughed from ear to ear.

He just waited for the pleasing boy's compliment, held the cups with both hands, touched them lightly, and said: "I also wish you good luck in every situation, good fortune, abundant wealth, foundation building in three years, and return to the sect as soon as possible. "

It's not that he doesn't want to be a favor to help his brother-in-law. For him, it's an insignificant thing to say hello to the latecomers.

But when others are gone, some causal involvement is not a good thing.

Young people should walk the road of young people by themselves. He has been involved too much. With his perfect karma, even if it is only a first line, it is not something the little guy can afford. It will not help, but it will make Brother Mou It's not good to be blamed.

"Accept your auspicious words, do it!"

Chen Mou is just an ordinary person, the three most useful aspects, the old man helped him talk about it all, bosom friend.

One old and one young, smiling like a pair of foxes who just stole chickens.

Coming out of the Forging Pavilion, Chen Mou walked into the Qizhenfang not far away, greeted the shopkeeper Gu with a few greetings, and the two went into the wing room and closed the door to discuss business.

We must take advantage of the fact that Mr. Hong has not left, and the people are still there, so it is beneficial to implement the transaction.

About half an hour later, Chen Mou worked so hard to earn a bag of middle-grade spirit stones, which was not yet hot, and exchanged for a humble green cloth belt from Qizhenfang, with dark red jade belts buckled inside. , tied around his waist, said goodbye and walked out of the shop.

This is because shopkeeper Gu made a lot of money for Mr. Hong's face, otherwise the two hundred middle-grade spirit stones would not be enough.

Chen Mou changed to a fire weapon that could increase the protection power by [-]%, far exceeding his first plan.

You get what you pay for, and apart from muttering a few words in his heart that "money is not spent", he walks with wind under his feet.

After returning home, without hesitation to wash his face and rest his feet, Chen Mou walked into the quiet room in the west room, and in the blink of an eye he reached the top of the cliff. Can't bear to delay.

It took nearly an hour to complete the sacrificial exercise, and got acquainted with the use of the magic weapon for a while, before returning to the courtyard for dinner.

At noon the next day, Chen Mou came to the Forging Pavilion with the last newly forged magic weapon on his back, and saw a middle-aged man with an unfamiliar face sitting behind the familiar counter.

He felt helpless, Mr. Hong had gone too far, and he left quietly without waiting for him to send him off.

He has one magic weapon left that he has not traded, so what should he do?

The three fellows who had met him and greeted him from afar before, smiled reservedly, and had no intention of introducing him, but pretended to be very busy to receive guests, and put him aside.

"The shopkeeper is well."

Chen Mou stepped forward, bowed his hands and saluted with a smile.

The new shopkeeper stood up with a polite smile on his face, bowed back, and said: "You are Chen Daoyou who made a deal with the old shopkeeper? The old shopkeeper has a handover with Xie, so you bring me the magic weapon first."

Chen Mou replied with a smile: "Thank you, shopkeeper."

He guessed that the three guys had informed the new shopkeeper through sound transmission, or else he didn't have a registration number, and the other party would recognize him?

Once the emperor and the courtiers, there are mostly guys who push the high and trample the low in the city.

Hate others, laugh at others, dislike others for being poor, fear others for being rich.

The evil of human nature.

He unwrapped the long strip of green cloth on the back, put it on the counter and unwrapped it, revealing the sword weapon he made, and reached out his hand to signal Xie the shopkeeper to check it out.

Shopkeeper Xie glanced at it, curled his lips and said provocatively: "Xie thought that the magic weapon forged by Chen Daoyou far surpassed the master blacksmith in my shop, and it was nothing more than that. But since it was a deal made by the old shopkeeper, Xie also agreed. It’s not difficult for you, buy it at the market price of [-] spirit stones, deduct the cost of [-] spirit stones you get from our store, and settle the remaining [-] spirit stones to you. If you think it’s unfair, you pay the cost of materials, swords If you take it back, we will owe nothing."

Chen Mou hesitated for a moment, then said helplessly, "Just as you said."

He is too lazy to spend time setting up a stall by himself, and besides, setting up a stall can't afford the price at all. He has earned enough from last August to now, but he didn't complain. Mr. Hong deliberately let him see with his own eyes what is meant by "the world is cold and human light".

He had to behave like a real casual cultivator, and swallowed his humiliation in the face of the oppression of the shop.

After receiving the fifty spirit stones, Chen Mou bowed his hands and walked out of the shop with a normal expression.

He has 350 spirit stones on hand, which is enough for him to advance to the completion of Qi refining. When the spirit stones are used up, he can almost explore the bottom of the cliff in another world. There are four spirit herbs.

Thank you for the gift from nature.

It is impossible to work part-time. He doesn't want to waste time.

He is a man of great things, and time is precious.

In the following days, Chen Mou almost stayed behind closed doors. Apart from practicing, blacksmithing, and reading books every day, he seldom went to the market in the afternoon.

Spring and March are the busiest seasons for Ling Zhifu.

Mo Fu was busy all day long, and the two families lived very close together, so he didn't have time to rush out the door.

Affected by the unsolved "disappearance case of monk bewitched by evil spirits", without the company of the master, the maidservants of the two families basically do not go out, and there is even less contact with each other.

That afternoon, while Chen Mou was blacksmithing in the Westinghouse, he heard a light knock on the door outside.

After Ying'er inquired, she learned that it was Xu'er, a neighbor from the east, who came to return the borrowed grain, dried vegetables, and cured meat. She didn't open the door without authorization, and asked Xu'er outside the door to wait a while, then turned and walked to the west room.

Chen Mou opened the door and walked out, waved to Ying'er, motioning for her to open the door.

The courtyard door opened, but Xu'er didn't enter the door. She bowed to Mr. Chen on the steps of the west room, then picked up the three bags on the ground, handed them to Ying'er and Han'er, and thanked him repeatedly.

Chen Mou looked at the eloquent and pleasant-looking maid, who was still pitifully thin, and suddenly asked, "Is your master back?"

Xu'er shook her head, "I didn't come back. Yesterday, the master from the Foreign Affairs Workshop came to our door and brought us food, vegetables and cured meat, which solved our urgent need."

Having said that, the gloomy expression of not seeing the future could not be concealed on his thin and small face.

She knew that half a year later, she would not escape the fate of being sold for the second time.

Born to be a handmaiden to the dust.

The future is bleak, and I can't fight, so I can't stand it every day.

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(End of this chapter)