Hoarding is strange, and strange goods are lived.

I have to say that Lü Buwei is a born businessman.

If he can comprehend such a business concept, he is destined to be extraordinary in the future.

However, Jiang Taiyi faintly felt that the words "strange goods can live" seemed to have been heard somewhere.

He was in a trance reminded of the big dream that had introduced him to the path of cultivation many years ago, when he was young.

In my dream, there were many buildings, and there were many steel carapace tools on the road.

Busy.

There is also a school in the dream, there are many students reading, and the words in the dream are square words that have never been seen before......

When he was a child, Jiang Taiyi thought that the world he saw in his dream might be the fairy world.

But after he succeeded in his cultivation and became a well-known "Jiang Lao Mo" in the cultivation world, he felt that that world was actually just an ordinary world.

Come on now.

He seemed to have heard such an allusion as "strange goods can live" in that dream.

It's a pity that dreams are dreams.

Everyone can only remember the general idea when they dream, and they can't remember how specific things are.

The things in the dream can correspond to Lu Buwei and Ying Yiren in the wine shop.

But I don't know if it's a coincidence, or if most of the principles in the world are similar, and the same is true for merchants.

After a drink.

Lü Buwei and Ying Yiren said goodbye to Jiang Taiyi.

"Brother Jiang, not far from your wine shop, I have found a new mansion for Brother Yiren, and in the future, I can't say that we will come to you often to get together."

Jiang Taiyi arched his hand and said: "This place was originally given by Brother Buwei, I am just temporarily staying, when you come, there is no problem." ”

Lu Buwei waved his hand and laughed: "Brother Jiang, Buwei has already said that if you live here, then you are the master here, and it has nothing to do with me, so next time we come, you must prepare more good wine in order to fulfill the friendship of the landlord." ”

After that, he left hand in hand with Yingyiren.

Jiang Tai watched Lu Buwei leave.

smiled softly in his heart:

"This person ...... Not bad for me. ”

Or to put it another way.

It's not that it's not bad for him, but for Lu Buwei who feels valuable in his eyes, he won't be stingy, this is a businessman's investment.

Back to it.

I took another look at the liquor store that already belonged to me.

Since it has been decided, I want to turn into a mortal and comprehend life and the way of heaven.

So, let's start with a liquor store owner.

Jiang Taiyi looked at the middle-aged man on the counter and said gently:

"Shopkeeper, we need to make some new wine."

The shopkeeper was originally the old man of this wine shop, responsible for running this wine shop for Lu Buwei, but now the boss has become Jiang Taiyi.

With a towel on his shoulder, he walked over and said with a smile:

"Owner, although our liquor store is not big, there are a lot of alcohol, what new wine do you want to make?"

Jiang Taiyi is not a good wine, but he has tasted a lot of good wine in his thousands of years of cultivation, but most of them are wines that can only be brewed in the cultivation world.

After thinking about it, in fact, in the dream of his youth, there was a wine that impressed him very much, and the raw material for brewing was glutinous sorghum.

However, the brewing method in the dream is different, and it seems that a technique called "distillation" is used.

In that big dream when he was young, many things were dreamy, and there were not many specific things that Jiang Taiyi could remember.

Only that kind of wine, he had tried to brew by himself, and after using the distillation technology, it was indeed more than ten times more mellow than ordinary winemaking.

"There's glutinous sorghum in the backyard, take me to see ......"

As soon as Jiang Taiyi opened his mouth, glutinous sorghum is also available in this world.

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Glutinous sorghum is indeed there, but have you ever made wine?" ”

In these years, the grain is still relatively precious, and the new owner has mastered this wine shop through the gift of Mr. Buwei.

But it looks like a completely aristocratic boy, how can he know what kind of winemaking skills.

Mrs. Jiang smiled and said nothing, only letting the shopkeeper take her to the backyard with her behind her back.

In front of the wine shop is the main street in the capital of Handan of Zhao State, and behind it is where Jiang Taiyi lives.

One into the small courtyard of four rooms.

The shopkeeper and his son also lived here.

Haven't walked into the backyard yet.

Then I heard the sound of two crisp boys chasing after me.

"Gai Nie, don't run, eat my sword!"

It was a child of only three or four years old, with a dirty face, some apple red, and a big runny nose, and his eyes were extremely attentive, and he held an ugly little wooden strip cut out in his hand.

It was barely called a "wooden sword", running after another child.

The child's clothes in front were cleaner, and he seemed to be only two or three years old, but he was running in the same hurry, disgraced, and grimacing the child behind him while turning around, and said:

"Jing Ke, don't run away fools, you just bullied my 'sword' is broken, you wait for my father to make me a new small wooden sword, and I will compete with you again."

The two children chased and ran around the yard.

The kid named Gai Nie ran and ran head-on into Jiang Taiyi's knee.

He was just knee-high, like a little pea.

"Oops."

After realizing that he had hit someone, he quickly looked up and saw that the light above his head was blocked by two adults.

The first thing that caught my eye was Jiang Taiyi's mellow face.

He was slightly stunned, and then said nervously:

"Mr. Jiang......"

Xiao Jing Ke in the rear saw that the adults were coming, and he quickly stood still nervously, and quickly hid the small wooden sword in his hand behind him, standing in the distance and waiting for the verdict to be announced.

When the shopkeeper saw his son bumping into someone, he hurriedly scolded: "Nie'er, don't mess around, go and play." ”

Gagnie bowed his head.

Jiang Taiyi touched the back of Xiao Gainie's head and smiled gently: "It's okay, let's go play." ”

As he spoke, he took the shopkeeper and walked towards the granary.

But listening to Gai Nie's immature and cautious voice behind him:

"Daddy...... My little wooden sword is broken, can you sharpen me another one? ”

The shopkeeper said casually: "Okay, I know, you go play first, I have important things to do with the owner." ”

After getting my father's consent.

Xiao Gai Nie's face turned red with excitement, and when he turned around, he immediately ran to Jing Ke, who was a little taller than him, and showed off: "In two days, I will have another small wooden sword." ”

Xiao Jing Ke raised his head slightly: "It will still be my subordinate's defeat." ”

Xiao Gai Nie looked at the wooden sword in Xiao Jing Ke's hand, still greedy, and said, "Can you borrow me to play first." ”

"No way!"

"Unless ......"

Xiao Jing Ke whispered in Xiao Gai Nie's ear:

"You go and steal a little bit of your wine, and let me taste what it tastes like."

“…… Yes. ”

"Then I won't borrow it!"

“…… Then, I'll take you to drink a little secretly, and you can only drink a little. ”

"Well, Gai Nie, you really deserve to be my good brother! Since you are so righteous, I can not only borrow your little wooden sword to play with in a while, but also take you to my 'good place', which is a field of wildflowers, where I usually practice swords!" ”

Listening to the innocent exchange of two small children.

Jiang Taiyi couldn't help but think of his childhood, that kind of youthfulness and innocence, carefree.

At that time, I didn't think about my future life at all, only the happiness in front of me, my childhood, which was also the happiest time in my life.

It's just a pity that people can never have childhood and a sense of childhood at the same time.

After coming to the barn.

Jiang Taiyi listened to the voices of the two children and said unintentionally: "Build the shopkeeper, in fact, your children have good roots, I see that you also have some martial arts, why don't you have the idea of teaching him martial arts?" ”

The shopkeeper was slightly surprised, not wanting this proprietor to be able to see that he had martial arts, and after being slightly silent, he said:

"The owner's eyes are like torches, Gai has indeed practiced some martial arts, but it is just a slight trick, not even a 'third-rate master', yes, Nie Er's roots are indeed very good, but it is precisely because his roots are excellent, and Gai I only have this ability, and I can't break the foundation for him at the beginning, so I thought about waiting for hope in the future to find a famous teacher to teach him."

"Is your martial arts third-rate?"

Jiang Taiyi was slightly interested:

"Then how many people are more powerful than you in this world?"

Although the strength of this heaven and earth is not high, after all, there are some people who practice martial arts, and he is interested, what is the level of these martial arts practitioners?

The granary of the wine shop, the grain is full, although it cannot reach the situation of a small warehouse full and a large warehouse, it can be regarded as rich in this Handan City.

This was all Lu Buwei's, but now it's all Jiang Taiyi's.

The shopkeeper said leisurely: "Since the owner asked, then I will pick up some things I know and tell you about it." ”

Jiang Taiyi smiled with a slight interest: "Say it." ”

The shopkeeper said slowly: "There are hundreds of princes and princes and nobles in the world, and the princes and nobles naturally don't need to say much, that is, the seven kingdoms of the world, all of which have a long heritage, and the surnames of each family can be traced back to the previous years of King Wu's warping period to divide the world, and under it is the hundred schools of the princes, which are opened up for the sons, although there are hundreds of schools, but they can be used as a few schools of learning, but they are only: Confucianism, ink, Taoism, agriculture, soldiers, yin and yang, and famous families. ”

Jiang Taiyi said softly: "Is it the name of Rumo Yin Yang and Dao Nongbing soldiers?" ”

The shopkeeper said: "The world is dominated by hundreds of princes, but the practice is divided into nine streams, the last of the nine streams, the first-class highest, the nine-stream progression is: nine-stream health, eight-rate training, seven-rate moves, six-rate vigor, five-rate internal strength, fourth-rate nourishing veins, third-rate Qi Jing, second-rate governor, first-class Zhou Tian. ”

Jiang Taiyi looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Are you the shopkeeper?" ”

The shopkeeper sighed: "I am now a fourth-rate vein, at the level of nourishing the meridians, if it is a great success, you can give birth to internal force from the meridians, and then the next step, it is a third-rate master, with internal force to open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and then, it is to open up the second vein of Rendu, it is a second-rate master, and then, it is the whole body of the meridians Zhou Tian Dacheng, and the internal force is turned into true qi, that is the world's top first-class master." ”

Jiang Taiyi smiled and asked, "First-class master, after the body is really angry, it will be exhausted?" ”

"Not enough!"

The shopkeeper's eyes changed, it was a kind of yearning and reverence, and it was a world he had only heard of:

"I heard that above the first-class, there is Qi training, and there are innate, grandmasters, great grandmasters, and the rumored 'Divine Spirit Realm'."

Jiang Taiyi thought about it for a while.

Don't talk about it.

After that first-class, he had probably already entered the point of cultivating qi.

Refining and refining gas.

It seems that the world may not be as inferior as imagined.

If you have a chance, you would like to see this kind of person, in the mouth of the shopkeeper, there were several such people hundreds of years ago, called the Yellow Emperor, Guangcheng, Jiang Ziya, Zhou Gong, Kong Qiu, all of whom are sacred in the world.

But I don't know if this world's martial arts cultivation will enter the "god" level after reaching the realm of gods?

But.

He took the path of transformation into the mortal, and everything was according to fate.

If there is fate, if you meet, let's talk about it.

Now.

He looked at the barn full of grains, or brewed the wine in front of him first, and experienced what it was like to live as a mortal.