First Cause Of All Realms

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 13

2021-09-03

Chapter 13 New ingredients
Falling off a cliff is a fortuitous encounter, this It is a bridge that only exists in the novel.

Yang Yu could never have imagined that his own Old Master would have such an opportunity, and he was both happy and worried at the same time.

Old Master got the 'fortuitous encounter', which is good, but the cliff seems to be very high.

"I hope Old Master can turn a bad luck into a good one, and die a good luck..."

After being stunned for a while, Yang Yu was sighed.

Black Mountain City is quite far away from Qing State, and it takes more than a year to come and go.

Even if he wanted to find Old Master, he was powerless for the time being.

Not to mention that Black Mountain City is very uneasy at this time. If he leaves, grandma will be here alone, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous.

"Just how to explain it to grandma?"

Yang Yu rubbed the temple, turned over and jumped out of the outline, reached out and wiped it from the side of the tank, the broken knife was already in his hand. superior.

After thorough refining, he noticed the difference.

Holding the knife at this time, there is a feeling of water and milk blending rise in the mind, it seems that the knife is not only a knife, but a part of his arm.

"Completely refining, it seems really different?"

Yang Yu was shocked, and immediately looked towards the small cauldron on his chest.

During this period of diligent 'charging', only a small part of this Cauldron of Gluttony is still azure even after the broken knife is completely refinished.

This also means that, as fast as three or five days, and as slow as eight Nine Heavens, he can refining the second ingredient.

This speed is up to him.

oh la la ~
Shaking off the water droplets on his body, Yang Yu held the knife in his hand and swung it around in the courtyard.

He holds the knife in his right hand, his left hand becomes a palm, his eyes fall to the edge of the knife, and his body follows the knife. With the change of Blade Technique, he sometimes supports the knife on the shelf to help the knife,
sometimes rolls left and right by pressing the back of the knife. Sometimes he bends his elbows and crosses the frame, sometimes he tilts and pulls down...

After walking around, Yang Yu just felt that the broken knife was like a driving arm, moving as he wanted, which was indescribably smooth and comfortable.

It's like I've been practicing for thirty or fifty years.

hu~
But not long after, Yang Yu withdrew the knife and stepped back, panting slightly:
"In my memory, the Old Master can swing the knife with all his strength 800 times...my physique is not as good as Old's. Master?"

Yang Yu thinks about it, really.

It's only been a year since I came to this world. I spent the first half of the year trying to raise my body, and I didn't work too hard in the second half of the year.

It's only these days that are really hardworking.

In a short period of time, even if there is a medicinal bath, it is not as good as the physique that Old Master has been fighting for half his life.

"My skills may not be inferior to Old Master, but my strength and speed are a lot worse. In a real fight, Old Master is afraid that it won't kill me with a few knives..."

"I'm afraid Old Master has also been in a medicated bath, but I don't know if the blood exchange was successful?"

Rubbing his body indiscriminately, Yang Yu muttered in his heart.

"I have to make money..."

...

"How to make money fast?"

It was bright and sunny, Yang Yu Lying at the desk, writing and drawing.

It's hard!

During the year he traveled through, Yang Yu thought about making money more than once.

But they were stillborn due to various reasons. Even if the memory of the past life was helpful, it could not resist the shackles of this world.

"Trade traders, selling salt and iron, brothels, gambling halls, smuggling, grain, land annexation, being an official..."

On paper, Yang Yu considers the most lucrative business , arranged from low to high.

Comparing your abilities, one after another is crossed out.

The first thing to cross out is being an official.

Being an official is naturally the most lucrative business, and there is no such thing as one.

Three years of the prefect of the Qing Dynasty paid 100,000 snowflakes of silver, this is nothing serious.

The richest people in Black Mountain City are not the 'Chen, Wang, and Li' families who have been cultivating the city for decades, or the Black Mountain Army stationed outside the city.

It's County Magistrate 'Three Feet Liu'.

He has only been a County Magistrate for ten years and is already much richer than those gentlemen.

Liu Wenpeng, who is three feet tall in the sky, is a well-known and rich man even in the other counties.

Secondly, it is food.

People cannot go without food for a day, they can eat meat, they can't eat grain, but this one has to be crossed out.

Food is the forbidden food of the three-foot Liu, and no one else can touch it.

Similarly, land annexation is impossible.

After he was reunited, he crossed out the unconditional smuggling, brothels and gambling halls. In front of him, there were only salt, iron and traders.

“Salt and iron, traders…”

Circling these two choices, Yang Yu bit the pen holder and thought deeply.

Great Ming can't help but privately own salt and iron, and there are not a few engaged in it, but this business can be described as complicated.

And the same goes for the business.

Regardless of the inner and outer cities, if you want to do business, even if you just set up a stall to sell calligraphy and painting, you must hand over 10% to the yamen, and the remaining 20% goes to the gang squires.

The rest is yours.

Without background, no matter how good the business is, it will be eaten clean.

even more how, he doesn't have so much time to run, let alone go out to buy goods.

Similar to salt and iron, although he has a more efficient method of refining salt and iron, where is the foundation?
Old Man Wei So many dísciples, not only Hu Wan and a few others live comfortably, the others are also full of suffering haha.

"It's hard, it's hard!"

Looking at the yellow paper full of writing, Yang Yu had a headache: "In this world, it's too hard to do anything... ”

After a while of meaningless venting, Yang Yu scribbled four large characters on the paper.

"Rob the rich to help the poor!"

Gritting his teeth, Yang Yu finally knew why there were so many gangsters and gangs in the outer city.

Even if one crop after another is dead, it will keep going.

No way.

Because they have been annexed by the land, they have no skills, no capital, no background, no relationship...

There is no other way, they want to live, they want to live better.

That's the only way to do it!
To bully those ordinary person who are just like them but more cowardly.

Stab it!

Yang Yu tore the paper to shreds, threw it all over the house, suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, and muttered in his mouth:

"Abide by the law..."

......

After washing, I told grandma the news that the Old Master might not be dead, after a lot of comfort.

Yang Yu wrapped the broken knife and walked out the door with the last few coins he had collected from Wang Liu.

North Street is not as prosperous as South Street, but it is much better than the outer city. There is no shortage of taverns, casinos, teahouses, pharmacies, and brothels.

And because the rich and powerful in the city go to Nancheng more, there are more people and better business.

More vendors and more fish and dragons mixed in together.

Squires, martial arts hall dísciple, gangs, bastards, thieves...

everything.

Walking aimlessly on the street, Yang Yu was thinking about how to make money, and suddenly felt a slight tremor in his chest.

"Cauldron of Gluttony? Is there a new 'ingredient'? It seems that I didn't have such ability before..."

Yang Yu was overjoyed, and then swept to the stalls on both sides, But found no difference.

When he turned around again, he saw a man squatting beside the road, whimpering in a low voice.

This man was dressed in tatters, with wounds and blood on his face, holding a rag bag, his face was miserable.

"What's wrong with big brother? He's seriously injured..."

Yang Yu moved forward and asked.

“Alas~”

middle age person wiped away tears with a wry smile, pointed to the burden, and sighed about his situation.

The man's name is Han Liuzi. He lives in a city outside the city. A few days ago, his child contracted a serious illness.

This time, I came to the inner city to change the things left by the seller and take care of the child's funeral.

But I don't want to be beaten up by a few bastards because I don't have the money to pay the booth fee.

At the end, I almost burst into tears.

Yang Yu's heart softened and sighed: "What else is there, let me see."

In these days, there are too many people who are suffering, and too few are kind-hearted.

It's me, if it weren't for the 'Cauldron of Gluttony' trembling, I'm afraid I would subconsciously ignore this man sitting by the road crying, right?
It's not that he doesn't have good thoughts in his heart, it's really that such a thing is too common, and he has no choice at all.

"Thank you Little Brother."

Wiping away the tears, Han Liuzi opened the package. There were some bottles and jars that didn't sell very well, and some miscellaneous books.

"This book?"

Yang Yu casually flipped through it and shook his head.

These things are of little value, not to mention that several books are badly damaged, and they are just some old-fashioned stories.

It can't be said to be worthless, but it's worth a few cents.

It doesn't seem to be...

Yang Yu's eyes flashed, and he looked towards the leather wrapping the debris.

Seeing this, the tremor of the Cauldron of Gluttony in his chest suddenly intensified.

“Big Brother Han, how much do you want to sell?”

Yang Yu reached into his arms.

"I..."

Han Liuzi blushed a little, bowed his head and said, "I, Little Brother, look at it..."

"I only have seven or eight coins on me..."

Handing over the silver, Yang Yu took out a silver hairpin, a silver bracelet, and a And stuffed it to Han Liuzi.

This is the jewelry he got from that Wang Liu's lover, and he didn't dare to 'sell the stolen goods'.

"Where do you want so much?"

Han Liuzi blushed even more, waved his hands again and again, and felt ashamed in his heart.

"Just accept it!"

Forcibly stuffing things into Han Liuzi's arms and taking away the rags and sundries, Yang Yu felt a little relieved and smiled. He wrote:
"You may not believe Big Brother Han, but maybe I'm taking advantage of you in this deal."

"Little Brother is joking."

Han Liuzi naturally didn't believe how much money would be available for his own junk, and only accepted the money after a while of thanks.

"Frankly, just now, I almost wanted to rob with a knife..."

Han Liuzi's expression darkened:
"This shitty world doesn't make people Live..."

Yang Yu was silent.

It took a long time to be comforted: "It will definitely get better..."

"Hope it."

Han Liuzi gave up hope and asked Yang Yu The name only cautiously turns the outer city.

"What kind of leather is this?"

He was completely relaxed, but Yang Yu was in a good mood. He took out the last few cents and went to the teahouse to ask for a cup of tea.

Slightly closed eyes, and saw a new line of text appearing on the black cauldron wall.

[Found ingredients]

[Ingredients: Human Skin Roll]

[Level: OK (Lower)]

[Quality: Excellent (Part 1)]

[Evaluation: The quality of the membranes taken from living people is acceptable. What is more precious is the 'Old Mother Wants to Conquer Breath' recorded on it]

[Refining can get 'Mother wants to convince me']

[Current progress of refining: no refining]

Yesterday, the power was cut off, and it was broken...