Chapter 30 Luojiaban enters the village (first update)
If there is anything Luoning wants most right now, it must be the seventh-grade demon elixir.
To practice the three medicines for his true soul, he already has the Ghost Bait Fruit, but still needs the Soul Quenching Pill and the Yangshen Fruit.
And the seventh-grade demon pill can be used as the main medicine for refining the soul-quenching pill! With the seventh-grade demon pill, the problem of the soul-tempering pill is almost solved.
Then, only the most rare Yangshen fruit is left.
What luck.
"Then thank you General Sikou." Luo Ning's title went to a higher level. "If you ever come to the county, I will definitely pay you a visit."
Dong Weimin nodded, "No thanks, if you see Xianggong Cai, please say hello to me."
After saying that, he ordered to collect the bodies of the demon cultivator and his subordinates who died in the battle, and left in a hurry, as if there was something urgent.
"General Sikou, go slowly. See you later." Luo Ning said politely.
But he knew very well that if Dong Weimin hadn't been worried about Cai Ji, not only would he not have given away the demon pill today, he would have even questioned his origins in detail in the name of official duties.
The villagers nodded together, "What my uncle said is, eight taels... it's done! The village elder can agree."
Everyone in the Luo family class looked at Luo Ning's thin and tall back, and seemed to see a big mountain.
When everyone saw this, they all sighed.
Soon after, Gujing Village arrived.
As long as others know it, you have someone in the officialdom!
Of course, he must make good use of his identity, and even the momentum of Wenchang Bo Mansion behind him, to pull the flag and make a tiger skin.
Luo Jiaban's carriage rumbled onto the road again, raising clouds of dust.
Luo Ning killed the jackal demon and actually received some wish power.
The flags of Luojiaban were fluttering on the official road, attracting the attention of the villagers.
"Fellow fellow villagers, you are polite." A Lu bowed to several villagers in a polite manner, "The Luo family class passed by Guibao Land and came to ask for good luck! It is the Spring Society now, do you dare to ask whether there is a society play in the village?
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Luo Ning looked at the big village not far away, "Then let's go into the village and stay in the rice pounding courtyard first."
"Brother..."
On the ground in Yizhou, I can count on one hand all those who dare to offend Wenchangbo Mansion.
Cai Xuanshu created the image of a gentleman who did not forget his acquaintances with the poor and the humble, and also wanted to use himself to build momentum for him among the people in the world.
But Dong Weimin was still worried about Cai Ji and wanted to please him. This shows the power of the Confucian and Taoist monks and the extent to which they suppressed the military attachés.
Dong Weimin was a seventh-grade perfect martial artist, Cai Ji was also a seventh-grade official, and he had just joined the officialdom, so his official qualifications were far inferior to Dong Weimin's.
He knew that Luojiaban was almost out of money.
"It's a theater troupe. The rain has been bad this year, and people are praying for rain all over the countryside. It's time for a spring opera to entertain the gods."
Although more and more people are being eaten by monsters, if you see it with your own eyes, you will inevitably feel sad for the death of a rabbit and the death of a fox.
"Luojiaban? I've never heard of it. Are you from out of town?" said someone who knew a few words.
But I saw several watermills and waterwheels on the bank of the small river where the water was the fastest.
A Lu came to Luo Ning's carriage and reported: "Lord, they are only willing to give eight thousand copper coins..."
Luo Ning thought of this and felt the power of the demon pill's soul. He couldn't help but smile slightly with a playful look on his face.
"Let's go." Luo Ning didn't want to stay here anymore.
Entering the rice pounding yard, everyone immediately smelled the smell of grain, rice bran and livestock manure mixed with sunlight.
Alu's face straightened, "Can we charge more? No way!"
Luo Li watched this scene, grabbed Luo Ning's arm, and still recalled the situation when Luo Ning blocked her in front of her.
"Yes." Alu nodded, "Then I will go and settle it and press my fingerprints."
"Okay, okay." Alu retreated, "Then eight thousand copper coins, I can't defeat you."
"Ten taels." The old man said with a hesitant look on his face, calculating every wrinkle on his face, "It's not expensive, but..."
"Eight taels."
"Our copper coins are earned by dropping a bead of sweat on the ground and smashing it into eight petals. It's not as good as you opening your mouth, doing some somersaults, and collecting a lot of money."
At that moment, Luo Jiaban, led by a villager, entered Gujing Village and walked for several miles along the river in the village.
"Alas, Tudimiaoshan Temple sent pig head sacrifices, but it didn't work."
If it weren't for her brother, she would have been eaten alive by monsters like her poor sister.
The young man named Luo Tianxia nodded, "I have heard it. Eight thousand copper coins is just eight thousand copper coins. Now their life is difficult and they have harder work than us."
People in the officialdom are difficult to deal with if they are difficult to deal with. They are easy to deal with if they are easy to deal with.
But because it hasn't rained for many days, the water level in the river dropped so much that the water mill and waterwheel stopped moving.
With her brother here, she felt extremely at ease.
The old man also shook his head, "We are hard-working farmers. We don't do business, and we don't know how to bargain. Even eight taels of silver is just converted into copper coins."
"Eight taels of silver is equivalent to eight thousand copper coins. No matter whether you are old or young, everyone in our village has to share...seven coins! We also have to take care of your food and horses..."
In a few days... people will have no food to eat, and horses will have no grass to chew.
An old man from Qian Niu asked with a dusty face: "Young man, how many bags of silver do you charge for a class in the Luo family?"
He beat his back with his fist, turned his pale head, and looked at several young villagers, "In my opinion, eight taels?"
The parents of the girl who died at the mouth of the jackal demon stood in front of their daughter's horrific corpse, crying out to heaven and earth, filled with grief and indignation.
"But if it doesn't rain, Lord Dragon, the Spring Society's show to entertain the gods won't be possible!"
Soon, Alu turned back and reported: "It's done, we said that the 28th is an auspicious day, and the Chun Society will perform a show. Let us temporarily live in the rice pounding courtyard in the village. It is quite spacious, with a house and a bed."
"Meals and horse feed...are all provided by the village, so you can go out and eat from house to house."
Eight taels... A Lu shook his head, "Old man, let's go with nine taels. Let's each make concessions. Eight taels of silver is a package of silver. I can't explain it to the class leader."
"Rain is the Dragon King's business, and the land and mountain gods have nothing to do with it. If we don't put on a show in the spring society to please the Dragon King, I'm afraid it won't rain for another month."
Of course, Cai Xuanshu, who was good at building momentum, must have also publicized the fact that his sister was Wen Changbo's concubine, and took advantage of Wen Changbo's momentum.
There is a small courtyard covering an area of half an acre by the river, which is the public rice pounding courtyard in the village.
Only then did the old man Qian Niu look at A Lu again, stretched out his old hand like a dead tree root, and made a sign of eight characters.
The wish power came from the group of refugees. But there were only a dozen or so refugees in that group, and the number was too small, so they only gained an inch of the wish power.
"One play only costs 40 taels. Chunshe performs three plays, 3412, but only 10 taels of silver."
When these three words are said to Wenchang Bofu, everyone must weigh them carefully.
Every wrinkle showed a trace of sadness, "These days, life is difficult for the country people, and the harvest is not good. This year's rain seems like God doesn't want to give food to eat."
Although the Luo Family Ban has done great things in Shiqiao Town, a hundred miles away, Ge Laohui deliberately conceals it and strictly prohibits publicity. People here still don’t know about the Luo Family Ban.
The tone of these people was as if Luo Jiaban had already agreed to only charge eight taels, and there was no need to discuss it at all.
Alu saw that the villagers not far away seemed to be very interested, so he immediately rushed forward.
It has a very rustic feel and doesn't smell bad.
In a mill, several boys with horned buns were teasing a donkey covered with blindfolds while singing a song:
"You ride a donkey and I'll ride a mule. Let's see who goes to see grandma first. You ride a donkey and I'll ride the horse. Let's see who gets to my husband's house first..."
The donkey was teased and barked wildly, causing a mangy dog to bark wildly.
The entire rice pounding courtyard suddenly became lively and noisy.