I became a saint with idle books

Wanbao Building is in the southwest corner of Zhongjing City, but it is some distance from Chen Luo’s Earl’s Mansion. No wonder you don’t see it coming and going these days.

The carriage creaked away for half an hour, and finally came to the door of Wanbao Building, Chen Luo lifted the curtain, good guy——

Red brick floors, green willows supporting the wind, golden tiles, ink-painted gallery columns. The four statues of exotic beasts at the archway at the entrance are half a foot high, and a “royal gift” golden silk banner flutters in the wind.

If it weren’t for the fact that everyone was dressed in ancient costumes, Chen Luo would have thought that he had crossed back to a certain commercial square.

Looking at the main body of the building, it is said to be the Wanbao Building, but this high wall that cannot be seen at the eye, and the high wall is full of business advertisements, this is clearly a commercial complex.

“Isn’t it taboo to be such a big place? Chen Luo subconsciously asked.

Wang Li smiled gently: “Uncle has thought too much, what taboo is committed, this Wanbao Fang, His Majesty still accounts for two components”

Oh, there’s this relationship, that’s okay.

……

With Wang Li leading the way, soon Chen Luo met a steward in the room. The steward, like Wang Li, had a humble smile on his face and a sincere face: “What treasure does the noble man want?” ”

Chen Luo was straight to the point: “Brute Bone Dan!” ”

“Barbarian Dan! The steward’s face froze, and then he smiled and said, “The trumpet is out of stock.” ”

Chen Luo frowned slightly: “I heard that you guys have.” ”

The steward smiled bitterly and said, “Noble, listen to me, the Barbarian Bone Pill is not a rare thing, and if you slaughter a barbarian tribe, you can get five materials. But at this time, it is really difficult to arrange people to go out and slaughter barbarians. ”

“If you have to, you can make a reservation. A barbarian tribe should have a barbarian king comparable to the Great Confucian, and at least three Great Confucians need to be dispatched to be sure. Because it is for the nobles, if there are other gains that have nothing to do with the nobles, as for the price of dispatching three great Ru, the small one should think that three big Ru Wenbao should be enough. ”

“Three pieces? ”

“If the nobleman does not have a big Ru Wenbao, it is no problem, and the trumpet can also be valued. One million taels of silver is exchanged for one or two days of Dao Jing, and ten days of Dao Crystal is a big Ru Wenbao. What do you think? ”

Chen Luo’s heart sank, and he appeared, and the high-level currency in the fairy fantasy novel appeared.

“I heard that last time you bought two Great Ru Wenbao. ”

The steward shook his head slightly: “Noble, the account is not calculated like this.” During the reign of Emperor Lin, the Barbarian Bone Pill could be bought for a million taels of silver; When Emperor Wu reigns, two or three million taels of silver can also get the Barbarian Bone Pill. But now, Da Ru is taking risks, maybe he will stay in the barbarian plain, and the natural price should be given according to the risk. ”

“Last time it was for other reasons, so the trumpet sent people to slaughter a barbarian. The Barbarian Bone Pill is a windfall, so it is the one who has the highest price. To be honest, if it weren’t for someone raising the price with that Great Ru, it would be estimated that a Great Ru Wenbao would be up to the sky. ”

“If you think the price is high, you can wait. When the trumpet receives other commissions, it will also need to be slaughtered, and if you can bring back the materials of the Brute Bone Pill by the way, it will be cheap. ”

When Chen Luo heard this, he understood the meaning of this steward. It’s like in a previous life if you want to charter a car, you use the car for half an hour, people collect money for a day, you use the car for a day, people also collect money for a day. He now wants the materials of the Barbarian Bone Pill, but what he needs to pay is the price of slaughtering the barbarian one.

“Is there no other way? ”

The steward thought for a while, “It’s not impossible. The barbarian bone pills of the trumpet are all refined by the ancestor of the Daomen Immortal Hu, and his old man may have stock. You can give it a try. Lao Zu lived in Hushan, ten miles east of the city, and it was easy to find there. ”

“Xianhu Old Ancestor? Chen Luo wrote down the name, since there is a chance, then you have to try it.

Speaking of which, the name of my own Daoist sage does not know whether it is good or not.

……

Visiting the ancestor of Xianhu needs to be well planned, and it is not good to visit empty-handed. So Chen Luo, who left the Wanbao Building, took Ji Zhong to ride in a carriage and returned to the Bo Mansion. As soon as he got off the carriage, he saw Nan Yuanxi squatting on the stone steps at the gate of the Count’s Mansion, looking like he was looking around.

“Nansheng…” Chen Luo said hello, Nan Yuanxi saw Chen Luo, quickly greeted him, held a wad of manuscripts in his hand, and said as he walked: “Uncle, the first editorial is out.” I’ve picked some of them, would you like to take a look…”

“Huh? So fast? Chen Luo reached out and took the pile of paper and looked at it.

“Can it not be fast? When the guys heard about Uncle Ye’s conditions, they were excited one by one. Moreover, it is just to summarize the content of the previous seven days, all of which have been thought of by brains, and the next pen is naturally fast. ”

“Good, good! Chen Luo nodded while looking, I have to say that this gang said that Mr. Wen really has something, especially a “mulberry fall”, with a vicious eye, sophisticated writing, and is definitely an old pen.

“It’s all good, let’s go, let’s go in and discuss the layout!” Chen Luo pulled Nanyuan Xi and walked towards the count’s mansion.

……

Wei Yan’s mansion.

Wei Yan looked up at the moon in the middle of the sky, and only felt refreshed.

Even Song Qizhi just snatched away the manuscript of “Smiling Rivers and Lakes”, and he didn’t feel aggrieved at all.

Hehe, not aggrieved at all.

Inside the house, Song Qizhi spread out the paper and dipped the pen in ink.

“Mentor. ”

“Today, the heads of the Junior Brothers Association in Beijing are in the same class to explain the matter of the new news, and the heads of the houses are excited. Among them, Zhenliu Kong Tianfang asked the story of the first time of the new newspaper of the little junior brother, and the little junior brother wrote the first time of “Smiling Rivers and Lakes”, which is now attached with the letter. ”

When the disciple read this article, he was deeply attracted by the suspense in the text, and was surprised by the sudden turn. Although this article is only the first time, the world in the text has first appeared, which seems to be the world of martial arts, and there is no power of heaven. However, among them, Takeo actually has the concept of internal power, which can release the qi in the body to achieve the effect of increasing power. Could it be that this is the way of the little junior disciple? ”

“At the time of Du Shiniang, the disciple once thought that the way of the little junior disciple was the way of my Confucianism. But as soon as this “Smiling Rivers and Lakes” came out, there was a hole in the sky. The disciple faintly realized that even if the path of the little master and disciple was only three thousand li, it was enough to stand side by side with Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddha in the earthly world. The disciple was shocked. ”

In addition, the disciple tried to simulate the martial arts in the book with the colorful qi in his body, but he couldn’t do it, as if there were countless seals under Zhou’s body, but he couldn’t crack the method. The teacher once said that there is a great secret of the human body, I don’t know if the disciple’s actions have touched the great secret of the human body, please ask the teacher to solve the confusion. ”

“The little junior brother acted like a hurry, and in just one or two days, he had already completed most of the new report. The disciples have not yet found the right time to recognize each other. Today, I found out that the little junior brother needed a brute bone pill, and someone guided the little junior brother to visit the old gourd of the Daomen. Why should my Bamboo Forest disciple do this? The disciple intends to go to the barbarian tribe to get back three or five for the little junior disciple, and the right to make a meeting gift, does the mentor think it is okay? ”

“The rest of the little things, don’t worry about the teacher. ”

“The disciple retreats and bows again. ”