It's just, "Make money?"

Thinking of this, Tang Gu couldn't help but fall into a wry smile.

Let him use the money, he will, let him make money, but this is really not what he is good at.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to live in such a shabby little thatched hut for so long, and his only income in normal times was the monthly remuneration in the martial arts.

And it is obvious that since this month, the three stone coins that could have been available will now be greatly reduced, and there will only be one at most.

And in the future, whether there is this one or not, it is also two theories.

Thinking of this, Tang Gu got up from the bed, but took out a small blue-gray cloth bag from his arms, untied the outer knot, and opened it.

At this moment, in this small blue-gray cloth bag, there are more than 30 odd-shaped stone coins carved with animal heads, one by one, all round and light gray. The weight is uniform, like a piece of bone.

One of them is still missing half of it.

These stone coins are the common equivalent among everyone in Shiyan Town, and if you count them carefully, there are a total of thirty-three and a half coins.

If you put in the one you just got today, it's only thirty-four and a half.

And a pill that can break through from the realm of qi to the qi path that a person who practices martial arts, "one turn pill", each of which is worth about one hundred stone coins.

There are still a full sixty-five and a half pieces left.

It is precisely because of this that Tang Gu is very worried. If he had been able to have three coins a month, he would have saved thirty-six coins a year, and if he had waited for another two years, he might have enough.

But now, one in a month, only twelve a year, and it will take five or six years to make up the remaining sixty-five and a half.

Five or six years later, the "Little Blood Muscle Fruit" had already matured, but it had already entered the mouth of the gold-based one-turn demon beast "Phantom Flame Copper Eagle", and the cucumbers and vegetables were cold.

Tang Gu sighed, rewrapped the blue and gray cloth bag, and then carefully withdrew it into his arms.

It seems that this matter has to be resolved, and it must be done as soon as possible, at least, before the "little blood tendon fruit" is completely ripe.

Otherwise, there will be no more opportunities in the future.

But how do you solve it?

Thinking of this, Tang Gu lay down again, his arms resting on the back of his head, but he looked at the starry sky outside a little blankly, his eyes stunned.

"I don't know, the things that used to be shijie in that place, can work here?"

Tang Gu's eyes flickered twice, but after thinking about it for a moment, he shook his head again and vetoed.

"Cement, perfume, glass, ore?"

"No way!"

"All of those things need a lot of money, and there's not that much time. ”

"What's more, are these things sure they can be sold in this shijie? I'm afraid that not only will I not make a lot of money, but I will be regarded as a fool and watch. ”

"If you make these things in vain, you don't know how Zuihou died. ”

The so-called way to make money must be less, more profitable, and the effect is fast, and the jishu content is not high, otherwise it will not be able to meet the current needs of Tang Gu.

But what is to be done?

His mind was spinning rapidly, and all sorts of objects passed through his mind like a whim.

"Wandering around...... That's right...... Lantern ......"

Suddenly, Tang Gu's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, and quickly turned over and sat up again and came to the square table.

He retrieved a piece of paper from under his desk, and quickly wrote and drew on it.

A moment later, a piece of paper was completely covered in his face, and he looked at it twice, and seemed not satisfied, and quickly crumpled it up and threw it to the ground.

After a few more moments, another blank sheet of paper was painted, and still not satisfied, and rubbed it off again.

And so it went five or six times in a row...... Finally.

On the desktop, on the clean white paper, a strange-shaped object was quietly drawn at the moment, which was definitely something that no one on this shijie had ever seen.

It was a boxy, brightly colored bizarre paper lamp, on which were painted with various figures, flowers and birds, with candles lit in the middle, and under the chassis, there was a small wooden wheel.

Once the candle is lit, the heat is smoked, the paper wheel is spoken, and the phenomenon of people chasing and changing scenery will appear on the light screen.

That's right, this is the legendary "marquee".

In another shijie, this lamp is extremely famous, and it is sold in some stores during the New Year's Festival, Lantern Festival, Tanabata Festival, and even the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is colorful and colorful, and has various forms.

Sifang, hexagonal, octagonal, beads, flower baskets, square sheng, double fish, gourd, plate length, mugwort leaves, glasses, collars......

Lotus, Moon Rabbit, Flying Bird, Fish Boat, Dragon and Phoenix, Xizi, White Crane, Maitreya, Hundred Beasts...... And so on and so forth.

As long as you light a candle inside, you can keep turning it, and the light and shadow change, it is a wonderful story.

To make this thing, first, it doesn't require a lot of money, second, it doesn't take too much time, and third, it doesn't need too superb skills, which is just right for the various needs of Tang Gu.

Moreover, its shape is beautiful, novel characteristics, is the people here have never seen, the heart of beauty is known to everyone, novelty is always someone to cheer, so once it comes out, maybe it can cause people to rush.

In this way, the day of Tanggu's embarrassment will also disappear.

It's just that although he has drawn various drawings and shapes for making lanterns, Tang Gu has no materials for the time being, and he really wants to rush out of the door to buy them immediately.

It's a pity that after taking a look at the sky outside, it's getting late, and the sky is full of stars, even if he is willing to buy it now, I'm afraid that there will be no shops open.

In the end, Tang Gu could only suppress his excitement, and casually drew a few shapes and methods of palace lamps on the paper, and then fell asleep.

......

Early the next morning, Tang Gu got up, his eyes were red, like a panda, but he was excited and didn't sleep all night.

Holding back his eagerness, Tang Gu was still methodical and meticulously did the work that belonged to him during the day, the stone tablet enlightened, the martial arts courtyard was cleaned, the bamboo forest looked at the sword, and then returned to the martial arts academy.

After receiving the noon food, Tang Gu quickly left the martial arts courtyard.

From the mountain, he gathered some materials that he could get together, such as bamboo and wood, silk spikes, feathers, shells, etc., and then he spent four gray stone coins in a shop on the street to buy a large number of silk silks, bright balls, skeletons, various colored paper cuts, rice paste, colored candles, brushes, ink, etc.

Everything is available, only the east wind is owed.

Ultimately, it's all about making.

Because he was not familiar with it at the beginning, at the beginning, Tang Gu broke a few of them, but later, he failed several times, scrapped four or five pairs of materials, and finally had experience, and the sixth pair was finally successfully made.

This is a pale white rice paper palace lamp, the palace lamp is pasted with red light yarn, the candlelight is reflected from the hollow, the light flows, the effect is beautiful, a unique artistic conception, suddenly produced in this small thatched house in Tanggu.

It seems that the simple and shabby little thatched hut is suddenly much more quaint.

After having a successful experience, Tang Gu was overjoyed, and he even took advantage of the victory to pursue, and sure enough, the rest was easy to do.

After a while, three of them and seven small ones, ten of them of different colors and shapes, and dazzling and strange lanterns appeared under his palm, piling up the whole hut, and the colors were shining for a while.

Among them, the yellow marquee that took him three or four hours to make was the most outstanding.

The name of this lamp is "Peony Pavilion", and once the candle is lit, a bright yellow light shoots out of it, painting everything around it with a mysterious orange color.

The lantern suddenly turned, the candlelight was warm, the marquee kept rotating, and the circulating light and shadow were projected onto the wall, and it turned into a huge figure in a trance, turning faster and faster.

The light and shadow seemed to be about to break away from the hinge and fly up, and the paper-cut figures in it suddenly intertwined with light and shadow, and threw themselves into people's pupils, deducing a song of joys and sorrows.

It was Du Liniang and Liu Mengmei.

This yellow light has spent the most thought on Tang Gu, every villain is lifelike, painstaking, but now it seems that the effect is good, the value is the highest, everything is worth it.

This one alone is more precious than the other nine, and it pins on Tang Gu's greatest expectations.

Zuihou thought about it, and Tang Gu put a pen on it and wrote a few lines of poetry.

"I don't know what to do, and I go deep. The living can die, and the dead can live. Life without death, death without life, are not the extremes of love. ”

It is the person named Tang Moumou who wrote a few sentences in the title of "Peony Pavilion" that later generations know very well.

Looking at it with satisfaction, with the expectation of the most beautiful haode, he sold these lanterns and exchanged them for the materials needed for a turn of Dan and even for a turn of his soul.

Tang Gu pillowed the ink pen, and then fell asleep, tired all night, he finally slept soundly.

......

Shiyan Town is a transit point leading to the chaotic demon sea, so although this town is small, but there is a lot of people, every mid-term, the moment when the Kraken rises, it is even more bustling and lively.

Many martial cultivators, sword cultivators, and even legendary demon hunters will go through this and enter the chaotic demon sea to hunt demons, so many "underground markets" for people to trade have been born here.

The so-called "underground market" is the meaning of the underground dark market, which is not recognized by the official, so there is no need to pay the unpaid travel fees and taxes to the major families in Shiyan Town.

In any city, there are indispensable large treasure pavilions, medicine halls, and treasure beast workshops on the official side, and there is absolutely such an underground dark market.

The "floating fence corner" in the east of Shiyan Town is such a very lively "land market", which is only open from the afternoon to the evening of the 15th day of each month, and is located in a remote area, with a bad smell, but there is never a lack of people.

Today is the 15th of January.

During the day, there was still a dead silence here, but at dusk it began to be lively, and countless small stall vendors, who did not know from which corner, took a roll of cloth and threw it on the ground, and put a few things on it, and sat behind it, and shouted.

"A hundred-year-old blood crow root, thirty stone coins a piece, come and buy it if you want it!"

"The best star language flower, jumping blood big sale, only fifty-eight stone coins are sold once, if you want to buy it as soon as possible!"

"Freshly baked, freshly baked, three bottles of Qinglong's birthday, the function of nourishing qi and replenishing blood, improving cultivation, a bottle of one hundred stone coins, this is the only one, there is no semicolon, the opportunity should not be missed!"

"Walk by, take a look...... The real Jade Light Zikan, from the Two-Eared Fox Clan, is the best main medicine for refining the 'Purple Light Pill', which is priceless, and it is only sold for three hundred stone coins today......"

Hearing their solicitations, many stalls were indeed surrounded by a lot of people, but from time to time there were one or two pushers, looking to the east of the "floating fence corner", where there was a small stall, but at this time it was surrounded by water, and various sounds came from time to time.

"Little brother, what is this?"

"Lamp, you say this is a lamp, how can it be so strange, it can still turn and tell stories?"

"Hey, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, how much is it? I want the red one, don't rob me!"

"This ...... Okay, let's call it a 'lamp', how do you use it?"

Behind the booth, there was a young man in a gray shirt with a calm face, although he was dressed simply, he was always smiling, patiently answering many questions from everyone.

Even in the crowd, it is still difficult to hide its unique quiet atmosphere, calm and simple, on the ground in front of him, there are seven large and three small, ten strange paper lamps of different colors, there are boats and horses, dragons and phoenixes.

There are a few candles inside, which have been lit and constantly rotated, like sand lanterns and shadows, horses and figures, spinning like flying.

......

Thank you all for your votes, xiexie. The first one, and two more later. The codeword is slower, and the update is a little late, sorry everyone.