My Book of Ten Thousand Jobs in the Godly World

Chapter 95 The rich woman’s undercurrent is in charge of [Painter] (5000 big chapters)

"Of course, when I say this, I am trying to judge a gentleman with a villain's heart."

Wu Tiandi answered.

"But then again, it's important to be on guard against others, isn't it?"

Ji Yuan nodded, "Miss Wu is right."

"So Miss Wu personally came to visit us today. Do you think you already have an idea in your mind? Why don't you tell her and listen?"

Wu Tiandi thought for a moment, "Brother Ji, don't be angry when I say that."

"If we choose one of our four kings to be promoted, Lu Miao and I have backgrounds, so it won't be a problem to suppress the new couple. With the relationship between our parents, it is feasible to join forces and win over some old gangsters.

"Brother Ji and Li Damei are on the same path."

"Although he is prospering now, it was not the right time for Li Dao to die. It was too early."

When Wu Tiandi said this, she glanced at Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan smiled and nodded, "I have no intention of taking the position of an undertaker."

"According to Miss Wu, Hong Qing is the only one among the four kings. No matter his background or strength, no one can say much."

Even Hong Qing... I'm afraid he won't help them fight for anything.

Ji Yuan naturally did not say the second half of the sentence.

Wu Tiandi smiled and said, "Brother Ji came late and still doesn't know Hong Qing well enough."

"Although he is arrogant, he disdains those little tricks."

"To put it bluntly, he is arrogant and arrogant, but to put it nicely, he has always been upright in everything he does."

"With Hong Qing in charge, we won't be able to gain anything, but if there is a war, he will definitely take the lead."

"We will never let anyone be used as cannon fodder and put themselves in danger."

Ji Yuan said with a smile, "Since Miss Wu has spoken so categorically, then Ji will know what to do."

"If there is any discussion about nominating a new coffin officer, I will definitely follow Miss Wu's lead."

Wu Tiandi smiled and cupped her hands, "Zhang Miao and Mr. Zhang Lu need to go and have some fun with Brother Ji."

"I can only try my best, but my words don't have that much weight."

Ji Yuan clasped his fists, not surprised that Wu Tiandi knew that she had a close relationship with Zhang Lu.

These young masters and ladies from rich families have probably seen more people's hearts and minds than many people have ever eaten, and there are not many fools.

From the details, you can see that Zhang Lu treats him differently.

The bone forging diagram hidden at home is the best evidence.

"It's just that we arranged Hong Qing like this. What if Hong Qing doesn't want to?"

this is the key of the problem.

If Hong Qing gave up the idea on the spot, they would just stare.

Wu Tiandi smiled, "Then I'll do it."

"Nothing is certain in the world. It depends on man-made things, right?"

"Yes." Ji Yuan laughed dumbly.

Wu Tiandi finished her tea and stood up to say goodbye.

Stand in front of the door.

Wu Tiandi smiled again and said, "If there is anything missing in Master Ji's house, just give me your orders."

"My Wu family can still talk to Blackstone County and the county town, and there are a few people taking care of it."

Ji Yuan just wanted to refuse, but a thought came to his mind.

"If Miss Wu says that, then I really have something, and I would like to ask Miss Wu to help me find it."

"Oh?" Wu Tiandi smiled, "I'd like to hear the details."

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of a lion opening his mouth, you are afraid of not opening his mouth.

"I have recently encountered some difficulties in the practice of spiritual world magic. A friend told me that I can use the eyeballs of two black cats or black dogs as a guide."

"But I've never even heard of these two things."

Ji Yuan smiled bitterly.

He inquired in many ways, whether it was Zhang Miao's uncle from Fenghelou or the black market.

I have never heard of such an existence.

"Your spiritual practice is really weird."

Wu Tiandi also has no doubt that spiritual practitioners are a mysterious and weird group of people to everyone.

"I'll ask someone to help find out." Wu Tiandi patted her chest and agreed.

"By the way, what is the spiritual world that your spiritual practice is talking about?"

"Hey...a realm of nothingness, nothing there, just plenty of spiritual energy."

Ji Yuan said with a smile.

"If you have the opportunity, please ask Brother Ji to tell me about spiritual practice. I have heard many strange stories about spiritual practice since I was a child, and I am very curious about it." Wu Tiandi said.

"Definitely next time."

"Oh, by the way. I heard that demon heart can also improve qi and blood. It is said to be a small demon pill. I want to try two pounds of it. I also ask Miss Wu to ask about it."

"And the spiritual blood. Ji knows a thing or two about talismans. I heard that the talismans drawn with different types of spiritual blood will have different effects, so Ji wants to try something different."

What Ji Yuan said was a bit embarrassing.

Although Zhang Miao said he was well-informed, he could only give information.

Zhang Lu and Zhang Guanzhang guard a mortuary storehouse, and there are quite a few treasures.

But it has to be exchanged for merit.

And at this moment, neither the warehouse nor the list room has any evil intentions.

Although there are 100,000 or 200,000 people in Heishi County, it is still just a remote county in the huge Daqian Dynasty.

Resources are still scarce.

After thinking about it, it is better to be from a noble family.

And the only person around me who has this kind of ability is Miss Wu in front of me.

It doesn't matter, you are a genius but you still have to stumble.

This sentence applies everywhere.

Wu Tiandi said eloquently, "Don't even think about demon hearts in Heishi County. They often appear in the auction houses in the county."

"Although it is far inferior to the demon pill, the effect of increasing qi and blood is indeed much stronger than ordinary pills."

"The price is naturally not cheap. A demon heart starts at five hundred taels."

"This is still a bad time."

Wu Tiandi said slowly, "Those who are not short of money in the county town are like carp crossing the river, and the things there will be priced at a lot higher."

"A demon heart will cost you six hundred taels."

Ji Yuan couldn't help but feel a toothache when he heard this number.

The six hundred taels that came out of Wu Tiandi's mouth were as easy as six hundred essays.

"If Brother Ji wants it, I can help you keep an eye on it and even take pictures in advance. But Brother Ji has to pay for it himself."

"Spiritual blood is easy to find. I'll have someone send a letter to the county when I get back. I'll bring you a pound next time I come back."

Ji Yuan handed over his hand, "That means Ji Yuan owes Miss Wu a favor."

Six hundred taels...

Make money.

Seeing Ji Yuan's embarrassed expression, Wu Tiandi smiled even more happily.

Isn't this a matter of human relations?

Ji Yuan stood at the door, watching Wu Tiandi leave.

In his mind, he was thinking about the position of the coffin officer.

With Hong Qing's temperament, he may not be able to fight for it, nor may he care about the position of coffin official.

Not to mention going down there to win people over.

Wu Tiandi's intention was to let a few of them join forces privately with the new co-workers and stand on Hong Qing's side.

Push him up whether he wants it or not.

If it doesn't work, then Wu Tiandi will do it in person.

Of course, there is a high probability that the new co-authors will become Wu Tiandi and Black Tiger Lu Miao.

Looking at a carriage full of gifts being unloaded in the yard.

This car gift must also be meant to win over myself.

Ji Yuan squatted down and checked Miss Wu's sincerity.

A thick new quilt, a very beautiful white porcelain tea set, a fan of beef and mutton, ten jars of wine and... ten pounds of spiritual blood!

The remaining small items, which are also the most expensive tea leaves, spices and fine salt, weigh several kilograms...

"The price of salt seems to be quite high today."

Ji Yuan remembered what Zhang Miao had said about the price of salt that day when he and Zhang Miao were chatting.

An interesting statement was made.

"Whether the dynasty is peaceful or not depends on the price of salt."

"The salt franchise is all under the control of the imperial court. There is also a special Salt and Iron Department to regulate and monitor salt prices in various places."

"When the court was not short of money, the price of salt was very affordable."

"But once the court is short of money and needs a lot of money, the price of salt and iron will soar."

"The price of salt in the past four or five years was only seven or eight cents a pound, and two years ago it was nineteen cents."

"The price of salt last month... was 40 cents per catty. Salt is more than twice as expensive as pork."

Although Blackstone County does not produce salt, the price is still too outrageous.

Ji Yuan had spent most of his time in the kitchen eating and drinking. Even when he was cooking at home, the condiments and the like were all given by Wu Tianci, a wonderful person.

I just bought some vegetables and meat.

It dawned on me yesterday when I learned about the current price of salt from Zhang Miao.

Although he was originally from a lowly household, he was no longer in the same class as the lowly households and poor people.

But now, I am still just a "staff member" who has just joined the establishment.

"I really don't know what kind of life those big men live."

"Are you eating golden buns?"

Ji Yuan's imagination was slightly poor at the moment, and he could not imagine the lives of those people at all.

We still need to work hard.

The things Wu Tiandi sent were about a hundred taels in total.

I got a house for myself.

"What a rich woman."

"Let a rich woman appease my fragile heart. I don't want to work hard anymore."

Ji Yuan sighed sadly, a little carried away by the money.

Momentarily dissatisfied, Ji Yuan continued to practice.

His punches were harder and his steps faster.

The ground and snow in the yard collapsed everywhere under his feet.

boom!

Eight points of energy.

At a certain moment, Ji Yuan broke the board again.

Immortal officer, I want to do it too.

Only with strength can you be promoted.

Only by getting promoted can you make a fortune.

Ji Yuan returned to the room, took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to customize a strict practice plan for himself. Get up at 15:00, go to the mortuary department to order, wash and eat.

Practice and practice boxing during the four seasons of Mao.

It's four o'clock in the morning, walking in the smokey mountains, eating.

At noon, draw symbols.

……

Practice spiritual art at sunset.

Ji Yuan arranged his day.

Today's conversation with Wu Tiandi made Ji Yuan feel a little hurt.

There are many things that cannot be thought about carefully. Once you think about them carefully, you will feel a sense of despair.

Fortunately,

I have the quality to endure hardship and my own hands.

There is also a book of ten thousand jobs.

Everything will be there...

Ji Yuan looked out the window at the pitted ground in the yard that had been made by his boxing and walking exercises.

Wait until you have money.

First change the ground in the center of the yard to soft sand...

……

Xiachengfang City.

Fire Alley.

It is also one of the six most prosperous alleys in the lower city.

In the deepest part of the alley, there is a Qu Mansion.

It is the home of Qu Bin, the undertaker.

At this moment, Qu Mansion was very lively.

If Ji Yuan were here, he would definitely find that they were all acquaintances.

They are all old widowers from the Mortuary Department.

In the upright position, the man's head is all white, and the wrinkles on his forehead are folded again and again.

The man is the master of Qu Mansion, Qu Bin.

Now all the twelve chairs in the main hall are full of people.

The old man at hand said calmly, "Brother Bing, you have been busy in the company since you were seventeen years old. You are an old man who has been working in the company for thirty years."

"While old man Zhang is still doing this, you will be a pedestrian."

"Think about Zhang Lu's position back then..."

As soon as Qu Bin raised his hand, the pigeon's words stopped abruptly.

"Don't talk about being on top."

He was a young man with a white head. When he was a boy, his neighbors thought he was possessed by a ghost. No one dared to use him, so his old mother raised him until he reached adulthood and was sent directly to the Mortuary Department.

This year marks the 30th year since he entered the Mortuary Department, and every year is no more and no less.

Pigeon's voice was a little softer, "Now that the post of undertaker is vacant, it's your turn as well."

"Those young boys are so impetuous that they can just take advantage of their parents and come to the undertaker's office to earn a living. They still want to compete for the post of undertaker... Huh, if they are really allowed to be the undertaker, then what's the point? Is there any royal law?"

Someone said unconvinced.

Qu Bin frowned and waited for the man to finish speaking before slowly speaking, "We are all colleagues, don't let this kind of thing hurt the harmony."

"Today's mortuary department is no better than before. Only the capable are respected. They rely on their fists and their ability to eliminate ghosts."

Ge Ge said, "But then again, no matter whether it is qualifications or strength, Brother Bing has no choice in the corpse department."

"Hong Qing is indeed qualified to fight for those three swords, but his character is really..."

Pigeon didn't say anything further, but everyone present knew what it meant.

"Among the so-called Four Great Vajras, Hong Qing is actually the only one who has the strength to compete for the official position. However, Hong Qing has a strange temper. If the little ones below obey him, they may not choose him."

"Miss Wu and the young master from the Cao Gang are somewhat overestimating their abilities."

"And these two are human beings. Once they take over, they will definitely win over the little kids. All resources and arrangements will be provided for them."

"Just like Ji Yuan, he just killed a Songcheng Mountain, but he directly gave him the rubbings of the Bone Forging Diagram. It's simply ridiculous!"

"Master Zhang is too partial. There are so many of us old people who have worked so hard for so many years, but we don't even have a hair on our head."

"If Brother Bing is in power, he will definitely allow more. Are you right, Brother Bing..."

The man looked at Qu Bin cautiously.

The others didn't say anything, but they all stared at Qu Bin.

There is something in these words.

Qu Bin silently raised his hand and said, "We old people who have worked hard for the Mortuary Department for these years do need some compensation."

"The handling of this matter by several adults is indeed unfair."

"Tomorrow, I will give advice to the head of the department and several of the mourners. It has nothing to do with the position of the mourner. I just want to express injustice to everyone."

In the main hall, there was a burst of agreement.

"If Brother Bing comes out to choose the coffin officer this time, all the brothers will support you."

"Yes, everyone supports you."

"Brother Bin, don't worry."

Everyone's chests were beating loudly.

After a group of old men left.

Only pigeons and cubs were left in the house.

"Brother Bing, it seems that this matter is settled." Pigeon looked excited.

"Hong Qing has a background, but no one supports him. The remaining few are not to be afraid of. Due to emotions and reasons, this position is stable."

Qu Bin looked calm.

"It doesn't matter whether the position of the coffin officer is stable or not. The important thing is not to let me do it, but not to let those unreliable guys do it."

"Now that two hundred miles of mountains and forests are pressing down on our heads, what we need is strategizing and sincere unity."

"If the little guys come up, they will definitely not be able to suppress those old people."

"The several undertakers and chief executives are also used to being aloof from above, and they are all unfamiliar with the people below."

"Yes, yes." Pigeon nodded repeatedly.

Qu Bin suddenly looked into Pigeon's eyes, and there seemed to be a stormy sea in his calm eyes.

Make the pigeon tremble.

"You still didn't listen to me."

"Ah?" Pigeon was stunned.

"Don't fan the flames below. How much are those two three melons and two dates worth? If there is an internal fight in the Department of Mortuary, who do you think will benefit?"

"Do you think you can still keep the little money you have?"

"Use your little cleverness on how to deal with ghosts."

Qu Bin slowly revealed all of Ge Ge's thoughts.

The smile on Pigeon's face became more and more embarrassing.

"Yes, I remember..."

Qu Bin said slowly, "Wu Tiandi, Lu Miao and Ji Yuan are all under my watch."

"Yes."

The pigeon nodded and quickly retreated.

……

Surrounding the selection of a new undertaker.

The entire Mortuary Department began to have an undercurrent.

Starting from Dian Mao, to the practice of monks.

The old and new couples began to quarrel, and there were even private fights.

Although the coffin officer stopped him once or twice, the stoppage was not only useless, but also made the conflict between the two groups more intense.

Everyone seems to be fighting for that position with the concept of being on guard against others.

Ji Yuan looked on with cold eyes.

He mentioned it to Zhang Miao, and Zhang Lu truthfully expressed his opinion.

It basically restores Wu Tiandi's rhetoric.

Choosing Hong Qing is equivalent to choosing a pioneer general.

At least it won't be selfish.

In Hong Qing's eyes, whether it is a new work or an old work, it is the same.

Zhang Lu also agreed with this and said he would think about it.

Ji Yuan never took care of him again after that.

According to the practice plan he made, he exchanged the tiger marrow wine and treasure soul pills for crazy practice.

Before I knew it, ten days had passed.

boom!

Sawdust flew.

Ji Yuan's fist was still an inch away from the board.

An inch of strength!

This last inch stuck Ji Yuan for several days.

But in the end, he was forced to break through by Ji Yuan's demon pill python plus tiger marrow jelly.

"It's finally done."

Ji Yuan let out a breath.

After taking a short rest, he returned to his room.

Standing in front of the desk, sharpening ink and picking up a pen.

But instead of drawing symbols, they draw pictures.

A few days ago,

He invited a painting painter to teach him the art of painting.

[Sutra Master: Ji Yuan]

[Position: Painter (none, 99/100)]

[Power: None]

"Painter (white) can gain power [tangible]"

"[Shape]: The objects painted will have a form and spirit. Some sensitive people can see that the objects in the paintings are lifelike."

"almost."

Ji Yuan looked at the progress.

After triggering the progress bar of [Painter], Ji Yuan dismissed the master of painting.

The main items don’t cost a penny more.

Beautiful paintings can make the talisman sell for a higher price.

Ji Yuan will naturally not miss the opportunity to cut the leeks of the old man.

What's more, who knows how long the craze for rescuing charms will last.

If there is another one that is more useful than the rescue talisman tomorrow, Ji Yuan will have to learn and draw it again. I don't know how much effort it will take.

And tomorrow is the day when the Fulu Temple Fair begins.

Making money, the spiritual blood as a lottery, and the ghosts lurking in Xiachengfang City that have been silent recently...

Of course, Ji Yuan also wanted to escape from this increasingly tit-for-tat officialdom.

(End of this chapter)