Yang Zhen looked back and saw a tall, imposing young man standing behind her. It was Chen Fugui whom she had met a month ago.
Chen Fugui handed over the spirit drop with a smile, took the fish packed in a wooden box from the fishmonger, and patted Yang Zhen on the shoulder:
"Little Shitou, I didn't expect to see you in Fangshi. Come on, come out and say a few words to uncle."
This is in Fangshi, and Yang Zhen is not worried that Chen Fugui will do anything detrimental to him.
The last time the two met, although they were not very friendly at first, it was resolved later. He now has a grudge against the Zhu family. Chen Fugui is just an unimportant son-in-law of the Zhu family, and he was in the county when the incident occurred.
, did not participate in the hunt for Jin. Yang Zhen did not have much dislike for him.
Besides, if Chen Fugui hadn't compensated him with some spiritual drops, he still doesn't know when he would have discovered the secret of the stone space! Without the help of the grass in the stone space, he might not have been able to survive that soul test.<
/p>
In this way, Chen Fugui is considered his nobleman.
"Why did you buy two demon rats? You can't eat these by yourself, right?"
Chen Fugui asked casually, taking the two iron cages about the same size as Yang Zhen and throwing the wooden box to him.
"I'm just a kid, not a monk." Yang Zhen shook her head. Naturally, he couldn't tell the truth.
"That's right, you still have two years! Your mother is a monk, and you will probably have spiritual roots by then." Chen Fugui patted Yang Zhen's head affectionately.
"I hope so."
"Hey, speaking of your mother, she is also a miserable person." Chen Fugui sighed: "I only found out later that something happened to your mother, I really didn't expect it... By the way, your mother's funeral affairs have been taken care of.
?"
"Well," Yang Zhen replied hesitantly: "Everything has been arranged and the burial will be tomorrow."
"Tomorrow..." Chen Fugui counted his fingers and calculated: "Tomorrow is the harvest season. It is appropriate to build the tomb, move the coffin, erect the monument, and move the tomb to pay tribute. Well, this day is quite suitable."
"Where is the tomb site?"
"Next to my father's grave in my hometown."
"Hey! Let's rest in peace."
Looking at the poor child in front of him who had lost his father and just lost his mother, Chen Fugui couldn't help but feel sympathy. He was actually a little afraid of Yang Zhen, especially when he heard that the Zhao family personally took him and came to look for him.
The Zhu family asked for a large amount of spiritual stones, and he felt more and more that Yang Zhen was hiding in the Taoist temple at that time, intending to arrest the Zhu family members and then extort them. However, he failed to catch the people, so he came directly to the door to force them. This
It can be seen how domineering the Zhao family is.
To put it this way, Yang Zhen only asked him for a mere thirty spirit drops, which was really a big deal, otherwise he would have been caught by the Zhao family. With his small body, he would not be able to withstand a few twists and turns!
"Then you have to rush to Zhujiajia tonight, right?" he then asked.
"No need, the Zhao family will take me there early tomorrow morning." Yang Zhen replied nonchalantly.
Chen Fugui was even more surprised. If he wanted to reach Zhu's hometown early tomorrow morning, he could only take him there with a flying sword or a flying boat. No matter which way it was, if monks could be sent to help him, this baby's status in the Zhao family was not high.
Low!
He became less and less afraid to offend the child in front of him. But thinking of his own purpose, he calmed down and continued:
"In that case, I will go there tonight and say goodbye to my old friend tomorrow."
"Yeah."
"I was there when your father was buried three years ago. You were so tall then." He pointed to Yang Zhen's shoulder, as if remembering the past:
"You and your father have such a good relationship. At that time, you were lying on your father's coffin and refused to come down. Your mother was crying and shouting and couldn't pull you down. It was your uncle who carried you down!" p>
After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Yang Zhen with narrowed eyes.
Yang Zhen was a little moved as she imagined the scene at that time, but said nothing.
"You still swore in front of your father's grave that you would get the top score in the exam and let your father rest in peace..."
I was only five or six years old at that time, so I knew I would take the top prize? Yang Zhen frowned slightly.
"At that time..."
"Uncle Fugui," Yang Zhen interrupted Chen Fugui's sigh: "I went to my grandma's house the day before yesterday, and Aunt Fu said that you came two more times. What happened between you and grandma? Can you please tell me?
Maybe I can use my strength here!"
He didn't want to talk about his family's past anymore, so he simply brought up this incident to change the topic.
"This..." Chen Fugui's eyes lit up. Yang Zhen's suggestion was not unreasonable. The old lady had a stubborn temper and other people's words didn't work. This child might be useful.
"That's because Uncle Fugui feels sorry for your grandma." He sighed and told the whole story.
……
It turns out that the ancestors of the Chen family were blacksmiths, and their ancestors once fought with the Taizu of the Xu Kingdom. After a battle, the old ancestor dug out a weapon from the enemy's corpse. He recognized that it was a treasure of the Xian family, so he
I kept it privately and later regarded it as a family heirloom and passed it down.
When it came to Chen Fugui's grandfather's generation, he gave birth to two sons. The eldest son was Chen Fugui's father, because he liked reading since he was a child, and later passed the examination as a scholar. So the grandfather passed on the identity of the craftsman to the second son.
It was Grandma Chen's husband. As compensation, the family heirloom was also given to the second child.
By the time Chen Fugui grew up, the eldest and second child had passed away, and Chen Fugui's mother had also passed away. Grandma Chen's family was his only remaining relatives in the world.
Last year, the Zhu family publicly recruited a female member of the family, and the requirement was that she must be a monk. This is also a common method used by some large families to recruit casual cultivators and enhance the family's strength. Chen Fugui naturally also applied for the job. Unfortunately, although he has a
He looks good, but his qualifications and cultivation are average, so the possibility of winning is not high.
"The life of a casual cultivator is very difficult," Chen Fugui said: "Either you risk going to the wilderness to hunt monsters and search for spiritual herbs; or you manage the spiritual fields and medicine gardens for some cultivating families and work part-time every month.
It’s hard to even maintain your own cultivation with the few spiritual stones you earn, and it’s even harder to go further.”
"Uncle, he is almost thirty in a blink of an eye, and his cultivation has been stuck at the third level of Qi training. If this continues, there will be no hope in this life. I have no choice, so I found your grandma and wanted to use the family heirloom as a betrothal gift to increase my wealth.
The odds of winning..."
"But your grandma didn't agree, so I, I thought of a way to take it out myself and gave it to the Zhu family, and then I married a woman from their family..."
……
"What exactly is your heirloom?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.
"It's a dagger."
"Is it expensive?"
"It's not expensive, it looks ordinary. I've seen it with someone, and it's about the same sharpness as a first-order mid-grade magic weapon. The price is only thirty spiritual stones at most."
"Uncle Fugui," Yang Zhen suggested: "To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. The conflict between you and grandma lies in this magical artifact. It is not a valuable thing, so the Zhu family will not value it too much. In this case
, why don’t you redeem it from the Zhu family and return it to grandma, wouldn’t the matter be solved?”
"I also want to redeem it, but it's thirty spirit stones, not thirty spirit drops!" Chen Fugui began to complain: "Don't look at the Zhu family who sent me to the county town to manage a small shop, but every day I
The monthly salary is only five spirit stones! The county is not as good as Zhu's hometown. The monks there can borrow the Zhu family's own spiritual veins to practice, and only need to spend a small amount of spirit stones. Here, I have to rent your Zhao family's cave to practice.
For this fee, I have to spend three or four spiritual stones every month. I also have to buy elixirs, spiritual materials, and talismans. Sometimes the magical instruments are broken and have to be repaired. Even if I get some extra compensation in the store, it is just enough for me.
Expenses. I can only save one spirit stone every month if I work hard. It will take at least three years to save enough money!"
What Chen Fugui said is true. For example, he is now at the middle level of Qi training. The cave he rents requires twenty spirit drops per day. The monthly rent is usually 30% off, which is almost four spirit stones.
By the way, the caves in the county city are basically all in Baiyun Mountain, and most of them belong to the Zhao family. This is also an important source of income for the Zhao family in the county city. After all, when it comes to the number of casual cultivators, it is still the county city.
There are so many here.
Yang Zhen was speechless, and he had no other solution. After thinking about it, he took out a spiritual stone:
"This is what I have left over from purchasing spiritual materials these days. Uncle, you can take it first. It will also count as my return of the spiritual drops I borrowed from you last time."
"Hey, what's wrong with this? Take it back quickly, why would uncle want your child's money!" Chen Fugui refused to accept it. He was now determined to befriend Yang Zhen, so how could he accept his spiritual stone?
The two chatted while walking, and soon arrived at the door of Zhao's house. Chen Fugui handed the mouse cage to Yang Zhen, said goodbye to him, and left. Yang Zhen naturally thanked him for seeing him off along the way.
The little maid Caisi has been following behind.
……
When they arrived at the Zhao Mansion, Yang Zhen handed the rat cage to Zhao Gui, who came after hearing the news, and asked him to help deal with it. He only wanted twenty-five kilograms of rat meat, and any extra would be given to him. Zhao Gui was naturally happy, as monster meat was of low value to these
They are all good things for high-level monks. These two demon rats can process nearly forty kilograms of rat meat, deducting the amount given to Yang Zhen, he can get almost ten kilograms, which is equivalent to a multi-spirit stone. This pair of rats every month
But for him, who has three or four spiritual stones, it is nothing more than a small fortune.
When we returned to Shuihengyuan, it was already almost midnight, and Zhao Yue'er had already finished practicing her swordsmanship and had breakfast. Yang Zhen gave her the candied haws, just in time for dessert, and the little girl was so happy that her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.
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Yang Zhen and Cai Si hurriedly finished their breakfast and then followed Zhao Yue'er and Cai Yun towards the school.
It's time for class now.
ps: Later it turns to the daily life of the Zhao family, so after thinking about it, I will break it here today.
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