"Uncle Ghost, this is for wiping your face, not for eating."

The old ghost picked up the things on Fang Ji's hand, wiped it, smelled it, and just wanted to put it in his mouth and lick it, but Fang Ji hurriedly stopped him.

Fang Ji also thought it was funny, the old ghost was holding the alabaster he made, and he didn't know what would happen if he ate it.

"What's the use of these?"

"It's very useful, and Lao Tzu can make a fortune by pointing to it."

Fang Ji looked at the things he had been tinkering with in his hut for the past eleven years, and he had to sigh that time was not only a pig killing knife, but also a skillful craftsman.

Fang Ji counted the eleven round-trips of peach blossoms and peach blossoms here, and he was already making some plans for the future.

Remembering that in his previous life, there was a very cautious brave man who cultivated to the full level before leaving the Novice Village, and this spirit had always been something Fang Ji wanted to learn.

However, knowing that Uncle Ghost said that his martial arts attainments were only second-rate, Fang Ji could only give up the idea of using the full level of martial arts to go out of the novice village, and change his future route to money to open the way.

Then, in the limited time and limited materials, Fang Ji thought for a long time and decided to extend his claws to the woman...... Don't get me wrong, it's just about being a friend of women.

Not to mention being a fraudster, Fang Ji thinks that anyone knows such a truth: in modern society, women and children make the best money.

Then in ancient times, there were no 198,298 game packs, and children's money was not very profitable. But women's money is still easy to earn.

Fang Ji felt that what he said was a little imprecise, and it should be said that he was not pit women's money, but went to the world as a friend of women.

So, what is the Friend of Women ready to bring to the world, naturally it is skin care products, soaps, and perfumes.

Of course, thinking of this, Fang Ji knew that market research was still very important. He still remembers the surprised look in the old ghost's eyes when he asked him to bring back some rouge gouache used by women when he was only eight years old......

And seeing the rouge gouache brought back by the old ghost, Fang Ji studied it for a while and couldn't help but see it and regret it. Seeing that the ancient young lady was still smearing these things with excessive heavy metals, he beat his chest and laughed out loud in the bed.

This also made the old ghost wonder if the child who laughed out of the pig was possessed by some pig demon.

After so many years, he first tinkered with the daily necessities: soap, a toothbrush made of bristles, and tooth powder, even if it wasn't for him, he wanted to let the old ghost enjoy his old age.

And then it's about tinkering with perfumes.

But to make perfumes, Fang Ji knew that he needed to use high alcohol and plant essential oils, and to do this, he needed a distiller to distill the liquor.

For this reason, Fang Ji has also tinkered with high-grade liquor over the years. The old ghost liked it very much, after all, the old ghost thought that Fang Halberd was tinkering with so much and this thing was the most realistic.

Roughly, because of the scarcity of grain in ancient times and the popularity of fermented wine in Dawei, Fang Ji knew that this high-grade liquor could be regarded as a trick.

Of course, Fang Ji didn't want to specialize too much in wine, and he knew that the restaurant knew far more than a layman like him. All he needs now is to mix perfumes, and he doesn't need mass production, so for the time being, he will write down the recipes for various flower lotes, and put them into production when he has the capital over time.

……

In the eleventh year of the Peach Blossom Valley, Fang Ji was almost twelve years old after following the old ghost's cultivation, and that year was also the first time he walked out of the Peach Blossom Valley and came to a small town with people.

At that time, he walked for a total of three days with a rest, and when he was resting on the fire at night, he could still hear the sound of Uncle Ghost's flute, which made him feel warm in his heart.

Although Uncle Ghost didn't say a word, Fang Ji left home for the first time, but he followed behind, and this old father's behavior also made Fang Ji feel a little sour on his nose.

Although the is noisy at night, it is still the bad taste of the old ghost.

After crossing many ravines and following the abstract map drawn by the old ghost, Fang Ji also managed to meet a third human that year.

The name of the town here is also true, called Zhangjia Town, not to mention how rich it is, at least it also gave Fang Ji the first time to appreciate the ancient customs.

I don't know if it's been a long time since I've seen so many people, and I'm a little touched. Fang Ji stayed in town that day and didn't return until the next day.

Later, he went back to the town more often, and Fang Ji estimated that he could get there in a day and a half at the earliest.

Fang Ji actually finally understood why there was no one where the old ghost lived. The road ahead was rough and foggy at times.

There is still a way to go, and if it weren't for the light skills of this world, it would make people want to retreat.

What's more, except for people like the old ghost, who would go deep into this place for no reason and find a peach blossom valley here.

Practicing martial arts and aspiring to become a friend of women, this is about the seventeenth year old in my world.

Fang Ji felt that this period of time was like a long vacation that was not easy but appropriate, and he was tired from the old ghost's practice, but his heart was not tired.

In the previous life, Fang Ji could be regarded as letting go of the road of the fraudster.

Although those deceptive tricks are still engraved in his bones, he doesn't want to use them again one day.

Yao remembered back then, why did he embark on the road of fraudster?

The orphanage closes down, and the director, who was cheated out of all his savings, commits suicide......

It's purely for revenge.

But when the enemy's family was ruined and his wife was separated, Fang Ji was not happy because of this.

Everything in society is constantly destroyed and rebuilt, but there are some things that cannot be returned if they are lost......

"Halberd, tell you something."

Fang Ji saw that the old ghost called him rarely, and he was also a little curious.

And when it comes to the name, Fang Ji also thinks that the old ghost is a big heart, he calls himself an old ghost, and he didn't give Fang Ji a name, but only let him take one himself when he taught Fang Ji to write.

Therefore, the halberd is still called the halberd. Fang is the surname of the dean of the previous generation, but it has also been used to the present.

Fang Ji still had some complaints for this, he wanted to have the old ghost's surname in this life, but the old ghost never told him his name.

It's like the old ghost never mentions his own past.

"Uncle Ghost, what do you want to say?" It's rare, the old ghost doesn't give a at night, but he wants to say something to him.

"I found you a daughter-in-law."

Fang Ji blinked, suspecting that he had misheard.

That's right, I must have slept less recently and been in a trance.

"What did you say you found me?"

"I found you a daughter-in-law."

Hiss ~ without the slightest bit of defense......

"No, Uncle Ghost, in this case, you should have some signs, or at least you should explain the reason first......

Fang Ji couldn't cry or laugh a little, and then squinted at the old ghost: "Isn't it Uncle Ghost, you actually have a daughter in Dawei?" ”

"Not my daughter."

The old ghost shook his head stiffly, and then took out a half-mutilated magata.

"Somebody owes me a debt, and I want him to pay it off now and pay it off with his granddaughter."