The sky was just gray and bright, but Chu Qianqiu did not continue to stay in the practice workshop to cultivate, because the bald instructor had told him that it was too much.

Normally, a person's time for cultivating internal strength should not exceed 4 hours a day, and too long a time will only lead to fatigue of the meridians and a serious decline in output efficiency.

This is also why the instructor is estimating the gas storage and the time required for the gas storage is measured by 4 hours.

Even if a person has a good family background, he can do nothing, he doesn't have to think about food, clothing, housing and transportation, he is especially good at the liver, if he cultivates for 8 hours a day, the time that is really converted into is equivalent to 5 hours of normal cultivation, which is very not cost-effective.

Of course, a low-level person like Qing Fen, even if he is given a copy of "Xuanyuan Gong", he has to work and eat, and he can squeeze out 2 hours of cultivation time a day, which is considered his hard work.

Therefore, planning his time schedule correctly can make him grow more efficiently, although Chu Qianqiu has the golden finger of time loop, it does not mean that he will waste a lot of time, only by developing good habits, can he take a few more steps forward in this world.

So what to do now?

Naturally, it is to inquire about intelligence and grasp the information of every force in Baixiang Town as much as possible!

Maybe his current strength is still very weak, but the little people also have a big role.

An ordinary green skin like Qing Fen, when it comes to real guns, he can knock him to the ground with one punch, but in the first two cycles, it was he who really hurt himself, and it was he who allowed himself to grasp an important piece of information, the relationship between the Six Doors and the Baixiang Town gang.

So it's a good idea to start with the little people.

Thinking of this, Chu Qianqiu quietly left the practice workshop, first went to the house, took advantage of the old servant's inattention, turned out the 30,000 taels of silver tickets, carried a huge amount of 50,000 taels in his arms, and then went to the money village to exchange some smaller amounts, and then came to the Baixiang Pavilion, which had not yet opened, and waited quietly on the side of the street.

It wasn't until a maid came in a hurry that Chu Qianqiu stopped her and handed over a silver ticket of 10 taels.

"Guest, do you want to do something with Baizhu?"

"Is it going to a private house, or an inn?"

This maid is the maid who was corrupted by Chu Qianqiu with money in the last cycle and was fined by Miss Yuanqin for three months' salary.

Her name is White Bamboo.

Chu Qianqiu looked for her, naturally wanting to inquire about the news.

Since the last time the Baizhu girl was willing to reveal the business of Baixiang Pavilion for silver, then this time I asked her to buy some information, which can be regarded as a lifetime and a second familiarity.

Although she had completely forgotten about Chu Qianqiu, as long as the silver ticket in her hand was still real.

So she didn't hesitate to say the words of a tiger and wolf who was willing to sell her body.

It can be seen that life in Baixiang Town is quite difficult, even the maid who seems to have a more glamorous job has indescribable suffering, so she is asked to do some part-time business of skin and meat.

"This is not a place to talk, can I go to Miss Baizhu's house?" Chu Qianqiu did not solve the other party's misunderstanding, but further probed.

How far can you go for money?

The white bamboo girl's face was slightly pale, and some guests had special hobbies.

Today's guest looks dignified, but he is also an ugly person who is no different from ordinary men.

But her hand clutched the silver ticket tightly, and finally nodded, and Ban didn't care about it, and directly led Chu Qianqiu to her home.

A woodblock compartment that falls in the ghetto.

Chu Qianqiu's ears.

Originally, Chu Qianqiu felt that his three-bedroom and one-living room in his house was too crowded, and it was not a military attaché's residence at all, and it had to be a mansion with three entrances and three exits like his father-in-law, so it could be regarded as a qualified residence.

Now that he saw the residence of the white bamboo girl, he realized that the life he had crossed over was indeed considered heaven.

The white bamboo girl pulled up the curtain and smiled flatteringly

"Is the guest asking for a text, or a martial one."

"I just want the information of Miss Yuanqin, and the silver ticket is yours." Chu Qianqiu also had no idea of continuing to probe.

"What? Guest, what are you? The white bamboo girl hurriedly took a step back, looked at the other party in disbelief, and even wanted to refuse the deal.

Because although the lord of the pavilion is not benevolent, he is not harsh, and he is very disciplined, and the monthly money is clearly calculated, and it is already the best job she can find for her.

It's one thing to do your own skin and meat business, and it's another thing to sell the pavilion master's information.

"Miss Baizhu should be very short of money."

"If the answer is good, there is another reward, and these silver coins are enough for the white bamboo girl to live in her own house, no longer a cubicle in the slum." Chu Qianqiu's voice was very low, but it made the maid purse her lips and said after thinking for a long time

"I want 50 taels, no, 100 taels."

"Yes." Chu Qianqiu didn't make a counteroffer, and directly took out a silver ticket of 100 taels and put it in front of the white bamboo girl.

Maybe it's just a prostitute for nothing now, and when he gets through this difficulty, there's nothing wrong with really giving her a hundred taels.

Bai prostituted the rich man's money, Chu Qianqiu was at ease, Bai Yan was such a woman who had fallen into the dust, not to mention that she didn't know it, she didn't know it, and her conscience couldn't get by.

"The guests must look down on me." The white bamboo girl smiled bitterly twice, it was even more uncomfortable for her than selling her body.

"How can it be, life in the world has its own difficulties."

"I'm not blind, I can see that Miss Baizhu wants this money, not because of greed for money."

"I just want to know what Miss Yuanqin likes, what she hates, and what habits she has, so as not to lose her rudeness when pursuing her."

Chu Qianqiu said softly, he thought that he was very accurate in seeing people, and with the effect of being deaf and clear, he could distinguish the subtle changes in the other party's emotions.

"Guest, you're a good person."

"I want to tell the Pavilion Master about it, and it won't be bad for her."

Soon, Bai Zhu talked about Miss Yuanqin.

"The Pavilion Master is afraid of the cold, and he is also afraid of the cold."

"When I wake up in the morning, I like to go to the mountains and soak in the hot springs for an hour before coming back."

"If the guests want to see Miss Yuanqin, it will take at least half an hour."

No wonder when I saw her yesterday, Miss Yuanqin was still wearing a scarf of the polar fox, it turned out that she was afraid of the cold.

Chu Qianqiu nodded and motioned for Miss Baizhu to continue.

"Then the Pavilion Master's favorite thing to eat is the Blood Bodhi produced by the Yuanyang Sect."

"Every night before going to bed, I will definitely take one."

"That blood Bodhi is precious, one costs 30 taels of silver." When the Baizhu girl mentioned the matter of money, she was a little energetic, and hurriedly compared the amount of 30 taels.

If you eat one a day, it will cost more than 10,000 taels of silver a year.

It seems that ordinary people really can't afford to raise Miss Yuanqin.

Ordinary innate masters are afraid that they can't bear such expenses.

"But the Pavilion Master hates the Yuanyang faction very much."

"She told us that if we meet a cow nose from the Yuanyang faction to buy something, we must slaughter it severely."

Hearing this, Chu Qianqiu couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"Is it that Miss Yuanqin has been cheated with too much money and wants revenge?"

No wonder it is said that only women and villains are difficult to raise.

"No, it's actually like this, because the Guyang Zhenren of the Yuanyang Sect has a junior disciple called Qianyang Daoist."

"He wants to marry the Pavilion Master, and he also said that a kind of secret medicine and exercises can cure the Pavilion Master's illness."

What?

"It's really a villain, and he threatens with secret medicine."

Chu Qianqiu snorted coldly, and his evaluation of this sect lineage was also directly lowered.

Seeing Chu Qianqiu's angry appearance, the white bamboo girl couldn't help but feel a little strange.

What does the pavilion master have to do with you?

As for making you so indignant?

"The Pavilion Master refused, and the two sides had a very unpleasant quarrel, and since then, everyone in the Baixiang Pavilion who sells things to the Yuanyang Sect has to add money."

"I know, that's all." After the white bamboo girl finished speaking, she sighed.

"That's enough."

"I didn't expect Miss Baizhu to know so much about the affairs of the Yuanyang faction."

This time the intelligence harvest was still beyond Chu Qianqiu's expectations, and he didn't expect that Miss Yuanqin and the Yuanyang faction would have such entanglements, as well as the diseases on her body.

"Because Fujun is a miscellaneous disciple of the Yuanyang faction." The maid Bai Zhu or Mrs. Bai Zhu smiled bitterly

"This ......" Chu Qianqiu almost had an unclear relationship with someone else's wife, and it was inevitable that he would be a little embarrassed.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about."

"My husband wanted to practice martial arts well, and let me be prosperous and rich."

"But this martial art is difficult, and I accidentally broke the vase of the inner disciple, which taught people a lesson, and suffered a lot of internal injuries."

"The elixir that can treat internal injuries is so precious, a small pill also needs 50 taels of silver."

"How can I watch my husband end up like this."

"I also have no way, so I betrayed the Pavilion Master." The white bamboo girl spoke, as if she was defending herself.

And Chu Qianqiu just sighed, took out another hundred taels of silver tickets, and put them on the table.

"Madame Bai, the world is difficult, but there will always be some good things happening."

At least for today, be happy.

After saying that, Chu Qianqiu didn't stay, and was ready to leave here and go to the Baixiang Pavilion.

"Wait, guest, that secret medicine is called Yulin blood lipids."

"Maybe you can really help the Pavilion Master, so I won't be considered a betrayal." Bai Zhu's face seemed to beg for forgiveness.

"Of course not, Madame Bai is the best maid in the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion." Chu Qianqiu smiled.