Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Flesh Hurts and the Liver Hurts

Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Everyone in the empire knows that human beings can no longer worry about food, and they are proud of super fertilizers. The main material of super fertilizer is the bone marrow of spirit animals.

Spirit beasts are divided into levels, and no one gives them an exact level, and they are usually divided according to their combat power. Just like in private, there are many levels of martial monks, but on the official side, only your combat power value is recognized, and the other so-called levels are all nonsense, except for convenience and understanding, there is no practical meaning.

These levels, naturally, are not arbitrarily divided, they are a fart in the eyes of the official, but they are different in the eyes of the warriors, the numbers of each level represent the amount of combat power, and when dividing, they are considered in detail, which can more intuitively reflect the value of the warriors.

The same is true for spirit beasts, the food eaten by ordinary people is basically the bone marrow produced by low-level spirit animals, after all, the number of low-level spirit animals is the largest, and only the bone marrow they produce can support the agricultural needs of human beings.

In addition to a large number of low-level spirit beasts, there are naturally intermediate and high-level ones, but the number is small, and if you want to hunt them, it is not something that ordinary martial monks can do, and the area where they live, not to mention ordinary people, is extremely dangerous even for martial monks.

The bone marrow produced by this spirit animal is naturally better when used in agriculture. Coupled with breeding, farming, and super chemical fertilizers, after continuous cultivation, there is such a thing as Lingmi.

Lingmi is not only delicious, the most important thing is that it contains spiritual energy, after eating Lingmi, you can directly attract and transform part of the spiritual energy contained in it into a part of yourself, this amount may be very small, but when you eat Lingmi every day, after a long time, it will change from quantity to quality.

As the lord of the city, Zhu Ziqing has the right to draw taxes, and he usually eats spiritual rice. The quality of Keling rice is also high and low. Your Excellency the Minister of Energy naturally eats much better than what he can get, and this cannot be wasted.

It's not that Zhu Zhenqing is stingy, there are really not many opportunities like this, he wants to try it, can it be used as a seed. Top quality Lingmi, you can't buy it with more money.

Even his secretary could think of this, how could the other three deputy city lords not think of it? But Zhu Ziqing is the city lord, and at some point, the deputy is the deputy, and you will never be able to fight for it.

Not to mention the collusion between the city lords, Du Qian arrived home early, holding the box and smirking, his eyes can already see things, Lao Luo's shot is extraordinary, it turns out that the spiritual energy can also be used to heal injuries, the effect is so-so, and the speed of swelling is full.

The current Du Qian, whose head is two circles larger than usual, is at least not very good, as long as people who know him, they can recognize him. For Du Qian, the most important thing is that the eyes are easy to use.

Speaking of which, when he can't see things, that wonderful feeling is quite intoxicating to him, but he is used to this thing being too powerful, and he can't see things, and his heart is always not solid enough. Especially the box that Lao Luo put in his room, if you can't see it, it's too unpleasant.

The box was very large, not very heavy, Du Qian could completely pick it up, and at this time he was almost lying on the box.

After Lao Luo left, he had already unpacked it and seen that there were five hundred spirit horns, which were of excellent quality, much brighter than the newcomer gifts he had received before. What made Du Qian even happier was that each spirit horn was loaded in a storage box.

Haired, developed.

Not to mention how much these spirit horns are worth, just a storage box can be sold for 20 yuan in the trading house, but here it is a full 500, and the packaging alone is worth 10,000 yuan.

"Good people, the whole family is good people. Du Qian was grateful to Sikong Yi. I really want to say: local tyrants, let's be friends.

This is just thinking about it, Du Qian is not stupid enough to really be friends with Sikong Yi, let alone him, even if it is his daughter, Du Qian will stay away. Little people have a world of little people, don't always think about entering the world of big people, it's not easy to live there. Anyone who sticks out his finger will destroy you.

Don't look at the generosity of Sikong Yi today, Du Qian wants to scream, tomorrow people will be unhappy, God knows what will happen.

It's developed, what is a broken spirit, I haven't heard of it.

After the excitement, a cold shower is indispensable, and the icy water rushes on the head and has a tingling sensation. Du Qian enjoyed this sting very much, which meant that he was not only alive, but also alive very clearly.

I found a small box, took out a hundred spirit horns from it with a painful face, and put it in the broken box, I don't know if the cold team will return the storage boxes to me, these boxes are worth two thousand yuan.

No matter how reluctant you are, you have to do things, the cold team knows about this, and said good things for yourself, although you didn't recognize yourself at first, but human favor is human favor, and you will have to live under the cold team in the future.

After packing a hundred boxes of spirit horns, Du Qian hesitated. Senior Sister Yao Jing, do you want to send some too? People can tell their names in one mouth, although Du Qian believes that even if no one recognizes him at the time, he can prove his identity, but whether he can get so many spirit horns afterwards is a matter of two words.

"Ten boxes, a lot. With a painful face, he took out ten boxes, there were no boxes, and he found a few newspapers at random and wrapped the ten boxes of Lingjiao. Put these two aside, do you want to prepare another one?

"There are so many wolves......" Du Qian not only had pain in his flesh, but also in his liver. Gritting his teeth, he took out forty boxes again. The favor of my aunt and cousin also has to be repaid, even if it is a blood relative, you can't get along like this, after a long time, who can still afford you.

The interaction between relatives is still secondary, and what Du Qian cares about is that when he was in the most difficult time, his aunt paved the way for himself under pressure, which was a great kindness.

Forty boxes of Lingjiao, even Lingjiao with boxes, the market price is almost 5,000, it can't be said that the favors are all repaid, at least in terms of money, Du Qian feels that he can do without a backpack.

Well, the remaining three hundred and fifty boxes are already quite a few, at least for quite a long time, enough for him. As for the future, we will talk about the future in the future.

Glancing up at the door, Du Qian continued to be entangled, these things in front of him are a huge amount of money, just the broken door in his house, the thief can open it in dozens of seconds, and the martial monk can smash it with a slap, so he doesn't feel at ease at home.

But such a big box, and it is impossible to carry it with you, it is really a happy trouble.

Gritting his teeth, he first hid the one hundred and fifty boxes of spirit horns under the bed, and then took out one box and used it later. Look at the time, it's already afternoon, and the time should still be in a hurry.

I just wanted to open the box, but the phone rang, who the fuck is so blind, and I bother myself at this time. It definitely won't be the patrol team, the cold team knows their own affairs and has specially approved a three-day leave.

"Hello, whoever. "I'm in a bad mood, and my tone is naturally a little rushed.

There is no sound in the mobile phone? Du Qian glanced at it, it was a number he had never seen, and it was connected, so it wouldn't be a harassing call.

"Don't say it's hanging. ”

"Senior Brother Du Qian, I'm Yao Jing. "There's finally a sound in the phone.,And it's still the kind of immature Lori voice that tickles the bottom of your heart.。

"Senior Sister Yao Jing?"

"Hmm. ”

Yao Jing called herself? In the war orphanage school, they didn't have a mobile phone, Du Qian had no money, and he didn't plan to buy a mobile phone in a short time.

After all, the profession of patrol police is relatively special, even when you get off work, if you come to work, you have to go to work immediately, and communication naturally cannot be interrupted. Knowing that he didn't have a mobile phone, the patrol team temporarily approved one, which was kind of a loan to him. According to the regulations, after the first salary, he needs to buy it himself, anyway, a mobile phone, as long as you don't buy the best, latest and most fashionable, it's not worth a few dollars.

But what does Yao Jing mean by calling herself? Everyone is a classmate, and they are also called senior brothers, sisters, sisters, and brothers, but in the ten years in school, the two have almost no intersection, they just know each other's existence.

With Yao Jing's character, she naturally wouldn't like to associate with a leathery person like Du Qian, and Yao Jing's coldness was enough to freeze most of her senior brothers.

The children in the war orphanage school, unlike the students of ordinary schools, are either ready to go to war and live a life without knowing life or death, or they are carrying huge debts and trying to survive.

For them, survival is the number one factor. There is no time to focus on the relationship between men and women, and things like getting married, having children, starting a family, etc., are too far away for them.

"Something?"

"Free at night?" Yao Jing said a lot today, so far, more than Du Qian has known her for ten years, and she has said more things combined.

"I don't have time tonight, Senior Sister Yao Jing has something to say. Du Qian said, he and Sikong Yi, the big and small witches are people living in two worlds, and Yao Jing is not the same?

"Dinner, please. Yao Jing's voice was always so calm.

Du Qian's eyes were full of little stars, what was the situation? Yao Jing wanted to invite herself to dinner? Can you please do it? My heart was messy, and I couldn't understand what was going on.

He naturally didn't know that after he left, Yao Jing would actually be able to fill in the identity of the Iron Guard.

Yao Jing is a gourd with a sawed mouth, and she doesn't like to talk much, but her heart is open. Today's establishment is credited, but this credit is not bad in the police station and the Flying Tigers, and the City Lord's Mansion may also recognize it, but at the level of Sikong Yi, it is nothing.

With this, if you want to become an iron guard, there is absolutely no way. Yao Jing thought very clearly, even if she went to pick up the rice grains at that time, I was afraid that it would be difficult to enter the eyes of Sikong Yi, and if she didn't pick it up, she might offend people, but her temperament was like this.

And the result surprised everyone, she made up the iron guard, which can be regarded as secondment to the Flying Tigers, which is a favor, even the city lord envies it.

Why?

Back at home, Yao Jing was also thinking about this question, thinking about the cause and effect, Yao Jing came to the conclusion that it was based on that sentence of Senior Brother Du Qian.

The relationship between Du Qian and the second miss is complicated when you look at it, and Sikong Yi's identity is so high that people can't see it. In contrast, the benefits that Du Qian got looked affordable, but they were actually far inferior to himself.

This iron guard makes sense.

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