Chapter 162 The Master's Money Will Keep It For You 1 More
Master, let me keep the money for you (Update 1)
Taoist Master Simu was the first to stand up and object: "How is this possible? There is no reason for a master's uncle to rob a master's nephew's dojo. I don't agree."
Master Yixiu also shook his head and said: "I understand Feng Yi's good intentions, but you took this dojo with all your hard work. How can I take away someone's favor?"
Uncle Jiu did not speak, obviously leaving this matter to Feng Yi to decide.
"Uncle, Master, what difference do we have between us?
I also said just now that I am not good at studying and cannot meet the requirements for becoming a master, so I refuse to make Jiuquan Town my dojo, and I did not intentionally give it to you."
Feng Yi smiled and said: "Furthermore, Jiuquan Town has encountered such a disaster, and people are panicking. If there is no one to guard it for a long time, I am afraid they will not be able to sleep at night."
"This..." Taoist priest Simu and Master Yixiu hesitated a little when they saw Feng Yi's frankness.
"Feng Yi has indeed made rapid progress in practice, but his character
He is lacking in experience and experience. We have mentioned this before. I am very satisfied with his attitude of recognizing that he can continue his studies, so please don’t refuse anymore."
After a few words of persuasion, Uncle Jiu said to the two of them: "If Feng Yi improves his character, his future achievements will surely be higher than those of the rest of us, and there will be a more suitable dojo waiting for him."
This is true. After these few days of fighting, the aura in Feng Yi's body has improved rapidly. It won't take long to reach the fourth level of the basic cultivation method.
It has only been a few months, and we have achieved a level that we have not been able to achieve for many years, years or even decades.
Nowadays, the spiritual energy is thin. Except for the few old heavenly masters who have been in seclusion for many years, there are only a few of the younger generation who can reach the level of human masters. The talent is seriously withered.
If Feng Yi can stand out in next year's Taoist competition and acquire high-level skills, he might have a chance to reach the realm of a Heavenly Master in his lifetime.
By then, let alone a small town, the world is so big that there is nowhere to go!
When they thought of this, Taoist Priest Simu and Master Yixiu's expressions disappeared and they did not speak.
Since the lack of objection was acquiescence, Feng Yi was very happy to see the success and said with a smile: "Uncle and the master have just arrived a few days ago. Let's stay in Renjia Town for a few more days. We will go there after the dojo there is almost fully repaired.
Take a look at Jiuquan Town.
Moreover, Uncle Qianhe also said he is coming, so we don’t have to worry."
"Thank you for your trouble." Master Yixiu said with a smile.
"Hey, smelly monk, this dojo was given to me by my nephew. What does it have to do with you? Don't go there." Taoist Master Simu's temper got worse again.
"Brother Taoist, I know what you said is ironic... To be honest, I feel uncomfortable without chanting sutras and Buddhas during this period. When I go to the new dojo, I will have to let Brother Tao take care of me." Master Yixiu said with a smile.
"You!" Taoist Priest Simu felt dizzy when he heard the word chanting, and his eyes widened again.
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, even Uncle Jiu took the trouble and said to Feng Yi and Jia Le: "Let's go see the literary great aunt, Jia Le, you are here to buy tea for your master and grand master."
Jiale said helplessly: "Yes, Master."
Feng Yi and Qiu Sheng gave Jiale a very sympathetic look and followed Uncle Jiu out with smiles.
When I came out, I found that it was already raining heavily outside. I didn't notice it when I spoke just now.
Uncle Jiu said with his hands behind his back in front: "Feng Yi, your uncle and Master Yixiu have sold the copper-horned gold coffin for a total of one thousand taels of silver. They and your uncle Qianhe each get two hundred taels.
I’ll leave you four hundred taels, do you have any objection?”
ha?
I had completely forgotten about this.
Feng Yi scratched his head. His uncle told his master about this. With his master's temper, he might not be able to see the money, right?
No, Master deliberately said it to his face, um...I understand!
Qiu Sheng's eyes widened and he couldn't help but look at Feng Yi. Well, every time the junior brother makes a move, he gets hundreds of taels of silver. He is really envious.
But then I thought about it, all the money I gave to Fei Bao before, this time
I'm afraid Master won't be able to get it back after he finds out...
If you work hard but get no money, there seems to be nothing to envy.
"It's just a trivial matter, how can I mind, apprentice? Master has been working hard day and night, so I'll leave it to you for safekeeping."
Feng Yi doesn't attach much importance to money now. Ren Tingting hasn't married yet, so there is no need to consider her family property for the time being. Gao Xiaoyu's savings alone are enough for him to have enough food and clothing for his whole life, not to mention that he has a super rich family.
Annie...
Ahem, Annie and I are purely friends, and her money has nothing to do with me.
No matter what, Feng Yi is very rich now, even if he doesn't earn a cent...
Therefore, he decided not to take any of these four hundred taels and handed them all over!
Tsk tsk, Qiu Sheng secretly gave Feng Yi a thumbs up, and said he would take the four hundred taels of silver if he didn't want it. It was really domineering, and the master must have been happy again.
Uncle Jiu turned his head and said seriously: "You earned these, how can you ask for them as a teacher?
But what you said makes sense. You are still young and don’t have so much money to spend. The money may be squandered in your hands, so it is safer to leave it with my teacher.
Let's do this, I will give you fifty taels for your daily expenses, and the rest will be given to you when you and Tingting get married."
When they first heard the first sentence, Feng Yi and Qiu Sheng thought that Uncle Jiu had changed his temper. When they heard the second sentence, they felt relieved. This is the master we know!
"Thank you, Master." Feng Yi said, pretending to be happy.
"Yeah." Uncle Jiu nodded and continued to walk forward calmly, but somehow he felt that his body was a little lighter.
Feng Yi glanced at Qiu Sheng and gave Uncle Jiu a thumbs up on his back——
Don't praise me, senior brother, master is the real one!
A few people walked to the room prepared for Wencai's aunt and had almost tidied it up. Jingjing chatted with her aunt, while Wencai wiped the floor again and again with a rag, which was very laborious.
Looking at the unattractive and even a bit arrogant literary talent, Feng Yi secretly gave a thumbs up and told the girl to rest and work on her own. No wonder all the TV
The literary talents in the film are more popular than Qiu Sheng, and they are more popular among girls.
If it were left to Jia Le, I'm afraid he would get used to it. If it were left to Qiu Sheng, well...I'm afraid he would do nothing and would keep pestering the girl to talk about this and that.
In this comparison, Wencai is more like a big boss who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.
But now that he has his cousin Xiaorong, he doesn't have any worries for the time being.
After thinking of Xiao Rong, Feng glanced at the paper umbrella placed in the corner and felt a little nervous. Uncle Jiu wouldn't notice, right?
Seeing Uncle Jiu and the other three standing at the door, Jingjing stood up and said to her aunt, "Auntie, Uncle Jiu, the literary master, has come to see you. I will come and talk to you tomorrow."
