Chapter 16: The Book I

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In this world, the duties of a teacher are very strange, he is a bit like a personal advisor, a bit like a general manager, and a bit like a governess, but in essence he is just a servant of a somewhat high status, and Fell is the same.

Back at his residence, Wang Feng immediately sent someone to find Fair, the current Fair is actually more like a big housekeeper, and most of the daily affairs in this mansion are in charge of him.

As soon as Wang Feng saw Fell, he asked, "Teacher, are there any mineral veins outside this city?" ”

After all, having a housekeeper is also equivalent to real independence, and the most important thing for a family is, of course, that there must be financial resources, although there are still hundreds of purple gold coins in hand, but it is absolutely not advisable to sit on the empty thing, after all, it is easier to spend money than to make money. Wang Feng didn't plan to wait for him to become an adult before making money, if so, then his years would be wasted.

Phil thought for a moment, and after a while then shook his head and said, "It doesn't seem like it, it's not safe outside the city, and no one has ever found ore in the mountains." ”

Wang Feng frowned when he heard this, as the saying goes, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to eat the water, relying on the road to eat the road, Yester is neither in the traffic artery nor at the water's edge, the whole city is a mountain except for the mountain, Wang Feng, who has been thinking about it for several days, can only find a way to find money on this mountain.

"Is there anything valuable in the mountains that can be sold for money?" After a pause, he continued, "Except for those magical beasts. ”

Fei Er looked at Wang Feng, and then said: "Medicinal materials, there are dozens of elixirs that are not available in the outside world, but the quantity is too low, and it may not be possible to produce one or two in a few years or decades. ”

"Elixir?" Wang Feng was a little curious.

"That's right, it's that kind of seven-leaf star grass, dream fruit and the like, these are all unique to the Yest Mountains."

Wang Feng was extremely shocked in his heart, he had never seen a doctor or a pharmacist in these years, so he had always thought that this world where religion was prevalent had no medicine because of the existence of several religions that were good at healing and recovering, such as the Bright Holy Sect and the Water God Temple.

"What's the use of these things?" Wang Feng hurriedly asked.

"There is a sect called Tiandan Sect on the mainland, although there are not many people, but they can refine medicinal materials into something called the elixir, this elixir has many magical effects, such as improving physical fitness, increasing magic power, spiritual power, soul power, and these elixirs can also cure some injuries that are not well healed by magic.

As soon as he heard the name of the Tiandan faction, Wang Feng knew what kind of organization it was, if this world was compared with the earth, it would be a hodgepodge of things, there was a bright temple with pure western characteristics of the earth, the water god temple, and there was also a witch soul hall with oriental characteristics and this Tiandan faction, in fact, he felt it when he saw the oracle bone inscription on the soul separation seal.

Wang Feng smiled bitterly, it seems that his understanding of this world has been too shallow over the years. This is also a big reason for the fact that there are not many books in this world, although Wang Feng has been reading the books in his father's study since a few years ago, but those books are indeed too few compared to the hundreds of thousands of libraries on the earth, and his father is just a martial artist when he says it ugly, most of these books are just the ones he found to put on the façade, and most of the content is some skill books, except for Wang Feng, his father may not be able to turn one a year.

Wang Feng has no illusions about the elixir, it is difficult to come up with it for several years and decades, the probability is too low, spending effort to find these elixirs is like trying to buy a lottery ticket without working and winning 5 million, but the result may be starved to death but not getting anything.

This rebirth must be lucky for Wang Feng, and this identity after rebirth should also be happy, but it is obviously very unfavorable for the later development.

At any time, the innate advantage must also be combined with the acquired effort to be truly successful, but now Wang Feng is unable to work hard if he wants to.

The identity is noble, a city with a young city lord. But the reality is also cruel, because he has no money now, and having no money is absolutely painful and helpless. Without money, even the best plans cannot be implemented.

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As long as people are alive, time will pass quickly.

In the blink of an eye, another half a year passed, and in half a year, Wang Feng worked as a part-time nanny in addition to practicing and going to the witch hall outside the city to participate in the necessary studies, a total of 93 children around 3 years old directly turned Wang Feng's mansion into a kindergarten.

If you only talk about peace, Yester City can indeed be called heaven, calm, peaceful, quiet is a bit like a paradise in the world, of course, this is only said to be inside the city, as for the mountain outside the city Wang Feng has never entered, the farthest he is just to walk to the witch hall not far outside the city.

"Young Master, President Kent is here."

The one who spoke was the butler that Wang Feng's mother had found for him from Tianmu City, where the main hall of the Witch Soul Sect was located, a thin middle-aged man in his forties, who was said to be a descendant of a servant family that had served the Solomon family for generations.

Old-fashioned, polite, rigorous, and harsh, this is the most profound image he gave Wang Feng, although it does not fully meet Wang Feng's requirements for housekeepers, but Wang Feng does not object to him serving as his housekeeper, after all, Zhuge Liang is not something that can be found if he wants to, and in this place where even literacy and hyphenation are not popular, a knowledgeable, intelligent and capable housekeeper is indeed a luxury.

In the hall, Wang Feng met Kent, since the delivery of the third batch of babies two months ago, Wang Feng gave the Adventurers Association another task, a relatively easy task, that is, to collect books.

Words are the carrier of wisdom, books are the crystallization of wisdom, if you want to understand a world, a society, in addition to traveling thousands of miles, the best way is naturally to read thousands of books.

Phil is one of the most knowledgeable people in Yester City, but after a few years, the current Fair can no longer satisfy Wang Feng's curiosity at all, and he can only turn to books due to the limitations of the environment, so he simply issued a task to the Adventurers Association to collect ancient books, which may also be his professional habit, a college student in the Department of Archaeology is naturally very interested in ancient books and other antiquities, especially the reason for the departure of the soul on the word, which makes him want to find some clues in the books.

As soon as he saw Kent, Wang Feng's first gaze was on the three large wooden boxes in the center of the hall that were one meter high.

"Young City Lord, this is the book you want, there are five thousand books in total, and none of them are repeated, they are all selected according to your requirements Those that are more ancient, the content is more strange, or the text is relatively rare."

The requirement of being ancient is naturally Wang Feng's professional habit, and the strange content is to satisfy curiosity and know some strange things or things in this world, and as for the rarity of words, he hopes to find a book with the oracle bone inscription on the soul seal. Wang Feng studied archaeology in college, and he was most interested in ancient texts, and oracle bone inscriptions were Wang Feng's direction of specialization back then.

Find one of the boxes, which are neatly arranged with animal skin books of various sizes and colors.

There is paper in this world, but because of the small number of books in this world, most of the books are made of animal skins, which are of course tougher and easier to preserve than paper.

Pick up the top book at the top of a black animal skin book that is only the size of a palm but dozens of centimeters thick, the whole book looks a little old, and it is full of dirt, and it has a rancid smell.

The content of the book is actually something like a diary, which obviously records someone's life experience, and after turning a few pages, Wang Feng couldn't help but sigh in surprise.

Kent on the side looked at the books in Wang Feng's hand, and said on the side: "This is bought from a dilapidated nobleman in the Holy Sound City of the Temple of Light, I remember that I bought a total of more than two hundred books from him, these books were collected by his previous ancestors, and this seems to be the adventure diary of one of his ancestors." ”

Most of the adventurer's guild are from commoners, and they don't have much literacy, Kent is like this, so he can't tell the difference between good books and bad books, he only knows that he can't rewrite them, and then buy them according to Wang Feng's three requirements, but in this way he won't pick up the valuable good books among them.