Fairy cultivator with counterattack

Chapter 308 Enlightenment World
When Qing Rong opened her eyes, she was confused for a moment, and then suddenly felt a kind of terror.

At this time, she was sitting on the corner of the street, staring blankly at the crowd of people coming and going, feeling at a loss.

who is she?what is her name?Does she have any parents?Why is she sitting in such a corner alone?Why can't she remember anything?

If a person doesn't remember anything, it's actually a very scary feeling, as if you didn't exist in this world at all before.

Qingrong was panicked and helpless, she stared blankly at the crowd coming and going on the street corner, feeling afraid to face it.

Qingrong touched her clothes, and she found that she was wearing an ordinary old coarse cloth skirt, and her hair was full of black hair, and only a wooden carved hairpin was used to fasten her hair.

She touched the pocket of her clothes again, but there was not a single coin.

This discovery made her panic even more.

Especially at this time, she was still hungry, and she wanted to eat food when she was hungry, but where did the food come from, of course she had to buy it with money.

Qingrong looked at the street corner, and soon understood the rules of survival in this world, the currency in circulation in this world is silver, copper coins, etc.

Money...how can I make money!
Qingrong swept his eyes, and saw a person begging not far away. He was dressed in rags, and a broken bowl was placed in front of the person. A passerby walked by. , someone will throw a copper coin into the broken bowl.

Seeing this scene, Qing Rong was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

Although she is very hungry, Qingrong's self-esteem does not allow her to beg from others

Qingrong thought for a while, stood up, and walked towards the street.

The street is very prosperous, one by one shops appear in front of Qing Rong, all kinds of small commodities, Qing Rong is dazzled.

There is a jewelry shop inlaid with small particles of sapphire and ruby. The jewelry is made into flowers, phoenixes and other small animals one by one. It looks lifelike and very interesting.

There are also various dim sum shops, bun shops, silk and satin shops, restaurants and so on.

People come and go here, everyone looks peaceful, obviously, life is good.

Qing Rong couldn't help but stroll down the shops one by one. When she reached the end of the street, there was a pier. Below the pier was the turbulent river. On the bank of the river, there were many barbecue stalls, sugar figurine stalls, clay figurine stalls, etc. of.

Qingrong looked at the barbecue stall dripping with oil, and swallowed involuntarily.

At this time, coincidentally, when the boy who was grilling meat looked up, he saw a pretty girl standing not far away, drooling over the barbecue.

Looking at Qingrong's appearance, the boy felt his heart soften. He smiled at her kindly and said, "Want to eat barbecue? I'll give you a skewer?"

Qingrong was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help saying, "I...I have no money!"

"It's okay, let's eat." The kid picked up a skewered meat skewer and handed it to Qingrong, Qingrong walked over involuntarily and took the meat skewer in his hand.

The next moment, she couldn't help but put the meat skewers in her mouth, and then tried to chew and swallow.

Really delicious!
She couldn't help being intoxicated by the meat with a strange aroma, she squinted her eyes slightly, with a look of enjoyment on her face.

But the owner of the barbecue stall, seeing Qingrong's appearance, felt even more tender in his heart. Seeing that she had finished eating, he automatically handed over another skewer of barbecue.

In this way, one skewer after another, Qing Rong ate four or five skewers of barbecue in a row, and then she was a little embarrassed, and said with a red face, "I...I..."

What Qing Rong was about to say, at this time, a Qing Rong strode towards Qing Rong and said loudly, "Rong'er, Rong'er, why are you here? You? How can you eat other people's barbecue casually? Go away , I’ll make it for you when I get home.”

Seeing the little owner of the barbecue stall, the young man gave him a fierce look, then rushed over, snatched the bamboo skewer from Qingrong's hand, and threw it on the ground.

Qingrong was stunned for a moment, then, looking at the young man who came over with a little confusion, he said hesitantly, "You... who are you?"

The young man said, "Rong'er, I am your elder brother Rong, don't you remember?"

Brother Rong?This name is so familiar.

Seeing that Qing Rong was thinking, Rong Hao immediately took Qing Rong's hand and planned to leave here.

At this time, Cao Zong, the owner of the barbecue stall, was in a hurry. With a flash of his eyes, he couldn't help but said to Qing Rong, "Sister Rong, come to eat barbecue when you are free."

The warning color in Rong Hao's eyes flashed, and he stared at Cao Zong fiercely at a position that Qingrong couldn't see. Cao Zong sneered and said to himself, "We are all neighbors, I just treat Ronger to eat It's just barbecue, Rong Hao, you're just Rong'er's neighbor, and you're taking too much control."

"you you……"

However, Cao Zong's statement was not wrong.

When entering the world of asking, Cao Zong and Rong Hao had an agreement. Rong Hao said that he was the one who persuaded Qing Rong, so he must be Qing Rong's neighbor.

With a flash in his eyes, Cao Zong agreed.

However, when the three of them entered Wendao World at the same time, Cao Zong made a move. He made Qingrong appear on the corner of the street, and he himself bought the stall from a barbecue vendor at will.

Sure enough, the first person Qingrong saw was herself.

At this time, Rong Hao pulled Qingrong and walked towards the city. Rong Hao said to Qingrong tenderly, "Sister Rong, hurry up and go home with me, the sky is getting dark, and the river will blow again soon." It's windy, be careful not to catch cold."

Logically speaking, with Qing Rong's cultivation, how could Jiang Feng get sick with a little bit?However, this is also the characteristic of Wendao World. Any monk who comes here will be like a mortal, unable to display his cultivation at all.

Because Cao Zong had the upper hand, he completely left an impression on Qingrong's blank memory. For a while, he was not in a hurry, and only looked at Qingrong's back, and asked Rong Hao to take Qingrong back.

Qing Rong was taken by Rong Hao to a small courtyard not far from the river. In front of this small courtyard was a shop, but it was closed and not rented out, and at the back was where Qing Rong lived.

After Rong Hao brought Qingrong into the house, he thought that he should not interfere too much, so as not to affect Qingrong's enlightenment. He gritted his teeth and said to Qingrong, "Ronger, I live on the left side of your house, and there is a bayberry tree in front of you." If you have anything to do, just come to me, I will go first."

After Rong Hao left, only Qing Rong was left in the empty room.

Qingrong looked at the room, and found that there was half a pot of rice in the room, and some bacon was hanging on the stove in the next room. Apart from that, there was no copper coin in the room.

Qing Rong smiled wryly, after thinking about it, she felt that she must be an orphan, and in her heart, a kind of melancholy began to grow slowly.

But this melancholy disappeared quickly. Hunger is always a major human event.

Qing Rong picked up a bowl of rice, then cut a small piece and washed it, stewed some rice with the rice and ate it.

After eating enough, Qing Rong felt a little bit embarrassed when she thought she was penniless. Although there was half a pot of rice in the rice tank and some bacon in the kitchen, if you eat it every day, you will finish it one day.

She boiled a large pot of water to take a bath, thinking to herself, what the hell, let's rest first.

The next day was a sunny day, and Qing Rong walked around the street again. When she came back, she thought about it, but she still didn't think about what she should do to make a living.

After walking around like this day after day, Qingrong still hasn't figured out what to do for a living.

But the rice was getting less and less, and she became more and more anxious. When she was upset, she went to walk around the neighborhood every day, and sometimes, she would go to the riverside, because going to the riverside was better than barbecue. Cao Zong of the stall became familiar.

Every time she goes there, Cao Zong will bring her a bunch of grilled kebabs. Not to mention, the meat Cao Zong grills has a special flavor, and the business of his barbecue stall is getting better and better.

However, no matter how many people there are at his barbecue stand, every time Qingrong goes there, he can always see her in the crowd, and then hand her a skewer of barbecue.

Whenever this time, no matter how bad Qingrong is in a bad mood, she will feel much better after receiving the barbecue.

Qingrong felt ashamed to eat other people's barbecue, but for a while, she didn't have any money, so she kept this heart in her heart, thinking that she would report something when she had money.

However, a few days later, to her surprise, Rong Hao also set up a stall near the river.

When Qingrong walked over, she was very surprised, and said to Rong Hao, "Brother Rong, are you setting up a stall here too?"

Rong Hao's eyes sank first, then he twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Rong'er, come, have a bowl of tofu nao, try it, it tastes good, and the chili oil I have here is also good."

Qingrong took the white and tender tofu nao with red chili oil on it, and swallowed involuntarily with her lips.

"Try it quickly, does it taste good?"

Qing Rong tasted it subconsciously, and the next moment, she couldn't help saying, "It's delicious."

"Really? Then Ronger, you come to eat tofu nao every day from now on."

"This, it's not good." After all, they are selling money.

Rong Hao said with a smile, "I've just started doing business. If I can't sell it every day, I'm losing money. Remember to come and try it, Rong'er."

Originally, Rong Hao didn't have the embarrassment of Cao Zongla. After all, Tangtang asked that monks came to sell snacks. How embarrassing is it to spread the word?
But that guy Cao Zong was so scheming, he drove it so that he could live and die, and he just gave mortals barbecue to eat every day, but let Rong'er come to eat his barbecue every day. Seeing that Rong'er became more and more familiar with him, how could Rong Hao be willing? Woolen cloth?
As a last resort, Cao Zong had no choice but to put down his face and bought this tofu nao stall from a small vendor, starting his hawker career.

As for Qingrong, more than half a month has passed, except that she has become more and more familiar with Cao Zong and Rong Hao, but she still hasn't found a way to make a living.

Regarding this, Qing Rong couldn't help being anxious, after all, the rice vat was about to bottom out.

Rong Hao knew what was on her mind, and originally wanted to lend her money directly, but because of the rules, he could only look at her anxiously, and he had nothing to do.

And Cao Zong felt very sad seeing Qingrong getting more and more haggard.

However, he couldn't destroy Qingrong's enlightenment, so every time Qingrong came, he could only silently hand a skewer of barbecue meat, other than that, there was no other way.

On the other hand, Qingrong watched the people coming and going at the pier by the river. On this day, she suddenly thought of a way to make money.

Qingrong remembered that she could paint. On this day, she thought about it, if people paint in the wharf, a place where people come and go, even if one person charges twenty cents, it would be good.

Thinking of painting, Qingrong was stunned for a moment, could he paint?
However, although she had never painted before, there was an affirmative voice in her mind telling her, yes, she would definitely draw.

Thinking of this, Qing Rong couldn't help being a little excited.

However, at the next moment, she was a little embarrassed. She didn't have the brushes, ink, paper and inkstones for drawing, which cost money.

On this day, Qing Rong subconsciously came to the riverside again. Qing Rong went to Rong Hao's stall first. When Rong Hao saw her coming, he gave her a bowl of tofu nao. Qing Rong took it and silently have eaten.

After eating, Rong Hao put away the bowl, Qing Rong paused for a while, but couldn't speak, so he had to turn around and leave.

When Qingrong passed by Cao Zong's stall, Cao Zong first handed her a kebab, and then suddenly said to Qingrong, "Sister Rong, by the way, see you go shopping every day, have you found any business opportunities? I recently After earning a little money, people say that money is money that can make money, but I want to use the money I earn to earn a living, even if it is a penny more than the interest of the bank."

Hearing this, Qing Rong's eyes couldn't help but brighten, and said, "Brother Cao, speaking of it, I really have an idea. Let me tell you, Brother Cao, listen to me?"

"Okay, okay, sister Rong, tell me quickly."

"Brother Cao, it's like this. Look, there are people coming and going on the pier, and there are all kinds of stalls, but there is no stall for portraits. Brother Cao, what do you think I set up a stall like this here? It's just... It’s just that I don’t have the capital, and it happens that Brother Cao has extra spare money, why don’t you lend it to me as a stock?”

Cao Zong was worrying about ways to get close to Qingrong. Qingrong said that this time, it was really what he wanted. Of course, in order not to show his flaws, he said, "Sister Rong and I are neighbors, so of course I will lend you the money." That's great, but how many shares do I own?"

"How about this, is it three or seven? That... I... I am seven!"

Cao Zong said, "It's too much, Sister Rong, let's do this, [-] is fine, I only want [-]%."

"How is this possible?"

In the end, it was divided out with [-] shares.

And Qingrong's stall has also officially opened.

On the second day, Qingrong took a wooden table and put it aside, and put a sign saying "Photography" beside it, and her booth officially started.

Because Qingrong's asking price is not expensive, let alone, although the business is not good, there is still business.

The first person to come for a portrait was a middle-aged woman. Because of her old age, she wanted to leave a portrait for her family as a memory.

Qingrong looked at the old woman's old face, the wrinkles that seemed to be wriggling like insects, at this moment, Qingrong's heart moved, and the next moment, he picked up the brush and began to paint.

When Qingrong was painting, at this moment, a faint green air slowly flowed between her brushes.

It's just that the further Qingrong draws to the back, the more difficult it is to write.

When she finished the whole painting, her face was already pale.

The young woman next to the old woman said with a mean look, "Whether you know how to draw or not, it's been a long time."

When the young woman walked over and saw the painting, she stopped talking.

　Dear friends, happy new year!

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