For a strong person like Yan Chixia, it would be difficult to face the Ghost King Nine-tailed Fox, which put a lot of pressure on Wu Ming.
Wu Ming's mission this time is to help Yan Chixia eliminate the nine-tailed fox, instead of just defeating the opponent like in the story. In this way, the task is undoubtedly very difficult. If you want to eliminate the opponent at once,
It's better to find the weakness.
Does the nine-tailed fox have any weaknesses? This is not reflected in the story.
However, Wu Ming believes that even if the nine-tailed fox is a ghost king, it should still have weaknesses. The only difference lies in whether it can find the opponent's weaknesses, or whether it can be exploited by oneself.
"Maybe Yan Chixia knows something about the nine-tailed fox's weaknesses. But Yan Chixia and I are not related, so it might be difficult to ask clearly!"
"You two, do you want to go to town?"
While Wu Ming was thinking, Cui Hongjian walked out without knowing it, with a meaningful look on his face.
"What's wrong, you want to go to town?"
Yan Shi turned around slightly and heard Cui Hongjian say sheepishly: "Yes, I want to go to the town to buy some pen and ink. If you want to go too, can you lend me some money?"
Last night, Cui Hongjian's house was gone, and his pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were all gone.
There was no other way. Although it was a bit embarrassing to borrow money, Cui Hongjian had no other choice but to study.
"Scholar, I only have more than a dozen copper coins for my private life. If you want to use it, take it." Yan Shi was also charitable, and he took out a dozen copper coins with a smile and stuffed them into Cui Hongjian's hand.
Taking the money, Cui Hongjian burst into tears and was so moved.
But after being moved, he had to say coyly: "Brother Yan, do you have any more? The money is not enough!"
A writing brush, the cheapest one costs eight cents, and a piece of graphite costs fifteen cents.
Yan Shi gave me thirteen copper coins, which was not even enough to buy a piece of graphite, let alone rice paper and textbooks.
"It's not enough!" Yan Shi's face turned red, he shrugged helplessly, and said: "If it's not enough, there's nothing we can do about it. They say it's hard to study in poverty. I only have this little private money. Why don't you ask Brother Wu Ming?
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After hearing Yan Shi's words, Cui Hongjian looked at Wu Ming pitifully, but could not speak.
After all, it was Yan Shi who caused the destruction of his house. Due to emotions and reasons, it was easier for him to talk to Yan Shi, so who made Yan Shi the culprit?
But Wu Ming was different. We all met by chance, and asking for money would be too emotionally damaging.
"Scholar, have you eaten Coptis chinensis?" Cui Hongjian looked distressed, which made Wu Ming chuckle.
Wu Ming didn't dare to say that he could get as much gold as he wanted, but with the magic stone in hand, he had never been short of it.
At this time, seeing the troubled look on Cui Hongjian's face, Wu Ming flicked his finger, and a piece of gold immediately flew out and landed in Cui Hongjian's hand.
"This, is this gold?" Looking at the gold in his hand, Cui Hongjian's eyes flashed green, he stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite.
After taking a bite, there was a tooth mark on the gold nugget, and the purity was at least over ninety.
"You're really worthless. Go ahead and buy books. Just treat it as a financial aid for a poor scholar like you." Wu Ming waved his hand and didn't care. He didn't know at all that his behavior had already drawn a distinction between the rich man and the rich man in the eyes of Cui Hongjian and Yan Shi.
equal sign.
But he was just a rich man. A piece of gold was at least the size of a matchbox, weighing more than a kilogram in a square shape.
According to the purchasing power in ancient times, this is one hundred taels of silver, which can be converted into one hundred thousand copper coins.
During this period, a big meat bun cost only two cents, and even two strong men might not be able to lift a hundred thousand copper coins with them.
"Brother Wu Ming, what does your family do? How come you are so rich?" Yan Shi swallowed. This mountain family has never seen such a big deal.
"Why, are you short of money too?"
"No shortage, no shortage..."
Yan Shi waved his hands repeatedly. He was a Taoist priest who subdued demons and caught ghosts, but he didn't have much money to spend.
Seeing Yan Shi's actions, Wu Ming didn't care, and the three of them walked towards the town together.
Jiuxiang Town, as its name suggests, the streets are really filled with fragrance.
As soon as he stepped into the town, Wu Ming smelled the strong aroma of alcohol and didn't know what kind of alcohol it was.
"Yan Shi, what kind of wine is this, and why does it taste so fragrant?" Wu Ming couldn't help but ask, looking for the source of the fragrance.
With a look of pride on his face, Yan Shi took the initiative to introduce: "This is a famous product of our Jiuxiang Town. It's called Xinghua Fenjiu. My master loves this one the most."
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
Wu Ming, who is famous but not famous, doesn't care. What he cares about is Yan Shi's last sentence. Yan Chixia also likes this kind of wine.
Yan Chixia has been away for several months and has not returned yet.
Wu Ming has been thinking about how to deal with Yan Chixia. Maybe the answer to the question lies in this wine.
"Scholar, aren't you going to buy pens and ink?" Wu Ming stopped Cui Hongjian and Yan Shi and said, "You go ahead, I will walk around the street by myself, and we will meet at the restaurant later."
After hearing Wu Ming's words, Yan and Shi didn't pay attention, nodded and disappeared into the crowd.
Seeing the two of them walking away, Wu Ming grabbed a passerby and began to inquire about where the best Xinghua Fen Liquor could be sold in the town.
"Go straight along this street and turn right at the second intersection. There is a winery not far away. You must be right to look for it there." The passerby who was stopped pointed in the direction and threatened that this is the best winery in the town.
Good winery.
Wu Ming was overjoyed when he heard the news. He quickly walked a few steps through the alley and came to a place called Wang's Liquor Shop.
From the outside, Wang's Liquor Shop looks a little dilapidated, and the flag hanging on the wall and the word "wine" written on it are somewhat faded.
But precisely because of this, Wu Ming is more confident that he can find good old wine here.
After all, Fenjiu becomes more fragrant as it gets older. If you put up a new sign, it will look like a newly opened one, which will make people less confident.
"Shopkeeper, is the shopkeeper here?" Wu Ming walked into the wine shop and shouted twice before someone came from the backyard.
"Little brother, are you here to buy wine?" The owner of the wine shop is a middle-aged man. His eyes are always squinted, giving the impression that he is smiling when he opens his mouth.
"When buying wine, I want Xinghua Fenjiu. The older the better, the price is not an issue." Wu Ming didn't want to say it all. He raised his hand and saw two gold ingots, which rolled down on the counter with a clanking sound.
When he saw the two gold ingots, the wine shop owner's eyes widened.
Although Xinghua Fenjiu has a good reputation, it is not a famous wine like Dukang. The two gold ingots Wu Ming bought weighed a pound each. The combined value of these two pieces was not enough to buy his winery.
The problem is, this is huge business.
"Hey, the reception is not good enough, please come in quickly." The little brother in front shouted. After seeing the two pieces of gold, Wu Ming's seniority also increased.
Looking at the owner of the wine shop, smiling like a flower, Wu Ming shook his head and waved his hands: "Stop talking nonsense, bring out the good wine here, and don't fool me with watered down wine!"
"How dare you, how dare you!" The wine shop owner served tea and wiped the bench for Wu Ming with his sleeves. He said with a flattering look on his face: "I would be extraordinary if I take action against a noble person like you. I am a little businessman,
How dare you disturb Tai Sui!"
After saying this, the wine shop owner took two steps quickly and shouted to the back hall: "Old lady, take out all your money, we have an important guest coming today!"
Ten years of aging, twenty years of collection, and thirty years of treasure.
The wine shop owner and his family were all very busy, and a thick layer of dust had fallen on many of the wine jars that had been brought up, which looked very old.
"It is said that whether you have a relationship depends on a sip of wine. This much wine is enough for Yan Chixia to drink for several years. She must have a relationship, right?" Looking at the jars of old wine, Wu Ming felt very happy and couldn't help it.