Chapter 15

After drinking the medicine and tasting the craftsmanship of the green beads, when he left Yanchun Building, Zhuang Yisheng felt refreshed.

The main thing is cool.

I went out and hired a carriage and went all the way back to the Wutong faction.

The lonely peak of the Sycamore Tree Mountain in the night towered, Zhuang Yisheng looked back, there was no one in the four fields, only the cool breeze blowing.

"Thank you very much for today. Zhuang Yisheng arched his hand in the air, waved his hand and threw out a few silver tickets: "My son has a reward." ”

Qiu Lanpei's expression tightened, each silver ticket costs 10,000 taels, 10,000 taels, for people in the world, it can already make them a rich man at ease.

The silver ticket fell in the air like a dead leaf, and fell quietly to the ground, motionless.

Zhuang Yisheng turned around, walked a few steps, and suddenly turned around, and saw that the silver ticket that was still on the ground just now was now gone.

"Oh, virtue. ”

Zhuang Yisheng walked up the mountain step by step, and a voice came from behind him.

"Xie Gongzi rewards. ”

Zhuang Yisheng raised his hand and waved it in the air, and went up the mountain with Qiu Lanpei.

"I'll give you this egg, you hatch it early. Zhuang Yisheng said.

"I ......" Qiu Lanpei's face flushed: "I won't hatch eggs." ”

"What's so difficult about this, you sleep with it every day, you have nothing to do in the sun, just treat it as your child. ”

Zhuang Yisheng went back to the room to rest, and Qiu Lanpei looked at the eggs in his arms, both of them were red, and they contrasted with each other.

She touched it twice, and her mood suddenly throbbed, what would hatch inside?

The next morning, Tyulampe entered the city early to hire the workers who opened the mines.

Although she didn't think that the Sycamore faction would be able to open a mine.

The medicinal materials ordered by Zhuang Yisheng came, and he paid 100,000 taels for them to be loaded into the warehouse.

Qiu Lanpei's father was still sweeping the yard.

Zhuang Yisheng nested in the house to settle accounts.

At least 500,000 taels are needed to open a mine, which may not be enough, and some reserve funds need to be set aside.

Qiu Lanpei's father is sick and needs 70,000 taels of silver per month for medicine.

My physical condition is almost the same number every month.

There is also a small brain axe, to feed the spirit beast, you can naturally use pork and mutton, but it is best to use ingredients rich in spiritual energy.

And the ingredients rich in aura are all very expensive.

But there is a top-grade spirit beast, isn't it good to cultivate it and raise it to waste.

......

After such a miscellaneous calculation, Zhuang Yisheng suddenly found that the one million taels in his hand was not enough at all.

Gotta find a way to make money.

There is another problem, the Wutong faction is short of people.

You need a medicine boy who boils medicine, you need one to feed the tiger, you need someone to watch when you open a mine, you need someone to cook a meal, and you need someone to run before and after running......

The current Sycamore faction is full of only two and a half people.

Well, Qiu Lanpei is counted as one and a half, and Zhuang Yisheng and Qiu Lanpei's father are counted as one person combined.

Zhuang Yisheng took two steps and breathed, and he had to save energy for calculations, and now he was in ruins, and Zhuang Yisheng had no way to start practicing.

It seems that we have to recruit some disciples for the Wutong Sect.

But this is not something that can be done in a short period of time.

Zhuang Yisheng was a little worried.

At this time, Qiu Lanpei led a wave of people over, and it was she who found the workers to open the mines.

"Childe, it has been negotiated, the equipment and labor are theirs, 470,000 taels a month. ”

"Hmm. ”

Fortunately, the budget was not exceeded, and Zhuang Yisheng said: "How long does it take to dig the mine?"

"Ten years. Qiu Lanpei walked behind him.

His name was Zhao Hai, and he was the foreman of this group of workers.

"Ten years?" Zhuang Yisheng was stunned, even if it costs the cycle, it won't take so long to open a mine.

Zhao Hai snorted and said: "If you want me to say, you can't dig it out in your life, anyway, if you spend money, we will work, and when the money is spent, we will leave." ”

Zhao Hai obviously regarded Zhuang Yisheng as a wronged boss who didn't understand anything.

"You dig yours. Zhuang Yisheng said: "If there is a mine, how long do you need to dig it?" ”

"A month. Zhao Haidao.

Zhuang Yisheng led them to the cliff wall, pointed and said, "You dig in this place, dig for me for a month first." ”

"You're paying anyway. Zhao Hai sniffled: "Brothers, you're done." ”

"Do you have a bad nose?"

"It's an old problem, and it's brought in my mother's womb. Zhao Haidao.

Zhuang Yisheng said: "Use ten taels of chai hu with eight taels of cang's ears, boil ten bowls of water into one bowl, and wash your nose every day." It's a gift, no money. ”

Zhao Hai looked at Zhuang Yisheng in confusion, Zhuang Yisheng had already walked away.

It will take at least a month, and Zhuang Yisheng's money can't last a month, this month, he can't be idle, he needs to find a way to earn some money.

Zhuang Yisheng plans to go into the city to see if there is any money-making industry, and if he has the opportunity, he will find two disciples for the Wutong faction.

Of course, before entering the city, he first had to boil some medicine.

After boiling a large pot of medicine to strengthen the body, Zhuang Yisheng used a big gourd to fill it, and drank it as he pleased, so there would be no more overcalculations and no longer being able to walk.

When he was going down the mountain, Zhuang Yisheng heard a rumbling sound behind him, and Zhao Hai had already begun blasting and mining.

He entered the city alone, also wandering aimlessly, and had not yet found his goal.

A four-wheeled carriage passed in front of it, and the carriage was embroidered with a cyan dragon, and at a glance you knew that it was a big man in the court.

Zhuang Yisheng retreated to the side of the road, and when the carriage passed by him, it suddenly stopped.

A man in a robe with a black face poked his head out and stared directly at Zhuang Yisheng.

"You are Zhuang Yisheng?"

Zhuang Yisheng's eyes narrowed: "King Shou?"

King Shou looked at Zhuang Yisheng condescendingly: "My son died in front of you, does this matter have anything to do with you?"

"I ate white porridge and pickles this morning. ”

"Huh?" King Shou frowned.

"Do you think these two things have anything to do with each other?"

"Sharp teeth. King Shou frowned: "My son is dead, I am very sad, this matter needs someone to pay." ”

With that, King Shou lowered the curtain and the carriage slowly drove forward.

Threat, red fruit land threat.

Zhuang Yisheng stared at the back of the carriage and narrowed his eyes.

"Zero, do the math. ”

"He's not going to die anytime soon."

Zhuang Yisheng pursed his lips speechlessly and said, "Think of a way." ”

The data cloud in his mind began to run at high speed, and after a while, Zhuang Yisheng's face turned pale.

Zhuang Yisheng picked up a stone and threw it into the gutter on the side of the road.

A cabbage-eating rat ran up and ran to a wild dog.

The dog took the mouse and scared the child who cried and ate the bun on the side of the road.

The child beat the dog with meat buns, and the oiled paper wrapped in the buns was rolled up by the wind.

The horse sneezed heavily before the flying oiled paper slammed into the horse's eyes.

The coachman whipped down, and the horse's eye was blocked by the paper, and he could not see anything, and he was suddenly startled, and ran wildly, slamming into the flagpole in front of him.

The carriage overturned to the ground, and King Shou sprang out of the carriage, his feet landing on top of the head of a stone lion.

A crow flew over his head and pulled down a bubble of bird droppings.

Shouwang felt a cold on his face, touched it with his hand, and it stinked.

Zhuang Yisheng passed in front of him slowly, much more empty than before.