As soon as Yang Tianbao's voice fell, there were immediately bursts of exclamation, all of them praising how rich Yang Tianbao was.

Fifty thousand taels of silver, it's really not much. However, it is not easy to be able to deduct the needs of cultivation and the needs of supporting the family, and to save so much silver. For example, an ordinary outer disciple has a salary of 1,000 taels of silver for a month.

He spent six hundred taels of silver on his own cultivation, and his family spent one hundred taels of silver on food and drink, and immediately only three hundred taels were left.

Even if you save a year's worth of silver, you can only save three thousand six hundred taels.

It is also important to ensure that there are no other unforeseen expenses on a regular basis.

If you get sick and something goes wrong while cultivating, you will probably spend all the money you have saved for the next year.

It generally doesn't cost much money to treat diseases and grab medicines.

If you hurt your soul or sword veins when you cultivate, the cost is a bit terrifying. It is definitely necessary to buy an elixir for symptomatic healing. A thousand taels of silver is just a little less.

In addition to the need for silver for accidental injuries, buying and repairing divine weapons are all high consumption. In addition, you also need to give gifts to your boss so that you can be promoted and reused by your boss.

Therefore, it is not easy for every outer disciple.

Yang Tianbao, as the steward of the Medicine Mountain, has been cultivating in the main vein of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for many years, and his family members and servants are definitely not a few.

The cost of a month is like a mountain and a sea.

I don't know how many years I have been able to save more than 50,000 taels of silver? At least more than 20 years.

Spending all the money saved happily was cool at that time, and I earned enough face. It's just that the days to come, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

Yang Tianbao is currently a late-stage cultivator of the Sword Saint, and it is estimated that he is also trying to impact the Sword God realm.

For ordinary Sword Saints in the later stage, in order to save money, they will choose to enter the Supreme Secret Room retreat at the critical point when they impact the Sword God realm. There are three days, which is enough.

At this moment, in order to fight for a breath, Yang Tianbao suppressed Chu Feng and rented it for two more days.

So much so that he spent the other 20,000 taels of silver that was going to be used for other purposes, and his heart ached.

If you can successfully advance to the Sword God realm, it's worth it.

I'm afraid that if it doesn't work out, it will really be too cost-effective.

"Grass, it is worth spending an extra 20,000 taels of silver to be able to suppress Chu Feng's bastard and export his evil anger. Yang Tianbao comforted himself.

He looked at Chu Feng proudly, his nostrils facing the sky, and his eyes were empty.

"Chu Feng, didn't you just say that twenty-five thousand taels of silver is nothing to you?"

"It's a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk. Don't just talk about it, brag about it here!"

Yang Tianbao sneered and provoked Chu Feng.

The others also gloated and looked at Chu Feng. For onlookers, there is no fear of making a big fuss.

"You don't have to walk! The full bottle doesn't make a sound, and the half bottle sways!"

Chu Feng smiled indifferently, and didn't take Yang Tianbao's provocation seriously. It's still the kind of expression that looks like a clown who jumps and dances.

"Grass, this bastard has that look on his face again! Who does he think he is!"

As soon as Yang Tianbao saw Chu Feng's expression, he felt very unhappy and angry.

As a result, before he could fart again, Chu Feng had already taken out a stack of golden tickets from his arms.

"Smack!"

Slapped directly on the table in front of the steward, "A total of 100,000 taels, if it's not enough, make up for it!" Chu Feng hit the Sword Saint realm, and it was estimated that ten days should be about the same.

After all, it was more than twice as easy to stay in the Supreme Secret Room and cultivate all the time than outside.

"Wow...... My god, this is a hundred thousand taels of silver, and all of them are golden tickets. Yang Tian kept things in front of Chu Feng, and it was really just half a bottle of water. ”

"No wonder it's so dangling, showing off everywhere. If it's what is missing, it will be shown!"

The onlookers' remarks immediately changed.

The sentence with the gun and the stick made Yang Tianbao suffer a 100,000-fold critical hit, and his face was so gloomy that he could drip water. Black lines on the forehead.

The most painful thing is the miser's heart.

It cost an extra 20,000 taels of silver, and if he could step on Chu Feng, it would be worth it. Now not only did he not trample Chu Feng under his feet, but he was slapped in the face by Chu Feng.

It is equivalent to spending an extra 20,000 taels of silver, and he was also abused and became a laughing stock.

Yang Tianbao was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.

"I took out 25,000 taels before, and here I took out another 100,000 taels, where did this kid surnamed Chu get so much silver?" Yang Tian was suspicious, guessing where Chu Feng's silver came from.

"Retreat in the Holy Land never does business on credit. You'll have to provide a full amount of collateral to do so. The steward sneered and announced the rules here.

Although the sect is not afraid of you defaulting on your debts, everyone owes debts, and the management of the retreat holy place is limited, and they do not have the ability to collect debts.

Therefore, the safest way is for you to provide sufficient collateral.

Silver tickets, gold tickets, divine soldiers, treasures, all of them.

"Then put 50,000 taels first!"

Chu Feng looked indifferent, and directly took out a full golden ticket that could be exchanged for 50,000 taels of silver, and bet it on the steward. The other party also issued a deposit slip for him.

"This, this...... And fifty thousand taels...... My God, how rich is this Chu Feng steward?"

"With such a value, Yang Tian is probably only worthy of carrying his shoes!"

"If Chu Feng takes out another stack of silver tickets, Yang Tian is probably not worthy of lifting his shoes. ”

Everyone was so shocked that their eyes almost fell out.

They never expected that Chu Feng, the newly promoted steward of Yaoshan, would be as rich as the country, and he would surprise everyone's attention one after another. Throwing out stacks and stacks of huge silver tickets.

Like a dog, it hits their inferior and sensitive hearts hard.

Many of the people present were too expensive to even pay a thousand taels of silver a day. Chu Feng rented the Supreme Secret Room, and one rent was ten days to make a foundation.

It's really more human than human, and it's infuriating.

It is estimated that only those elders of the inner gate, and the heirs of the elders, can have such amazing wealth.

"Oh, I know, Chu Feng won Jia Zhenjing, the son of Zongling, last time, but he earned 500,000 taels of silver!"

"Now take out a dozen or two hundred thousand taels of silver, isn't it like playing?"

"Yang Tian's custody actually showed off his wealth in front of Chu Feng's steward, it was completely self-inflicted. ”

The voices of the people also fell into the ears of Yang Tian's custody word for word.

"That's right, how did the steward forget about this? Oh, it really hurts me, and I regret it to death!" Yang Tianbao beat his chest, and finally understood why Chu Feng was so rich.

It's just that he probably can't dream of it.

Chu Feng was a hundred, a thousand times richer than he imagined.

Because Chu Feng had already taken the 500,000 taels he had won, borrowed some more, and opened a pill shop in the capital of the Vermilion Bird Emperor. And in the Suzaku Imperial Capital, where every inch of land is valuable, he bought a big mansion.

Chu Feng's current worth, as well as his ability to make money in the future, are enough to kill Yang Tianbao in seconds.

(End of chapter)