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Staring at the little fat man, Duan Lingtian said angrily: "Damn fat man, do you think the inscription pattern is just cabbage and you can just do it if you want? I haven't asked you for money yet. Do you know that just this 'Thunder and Fire Inscription Pattern' needs The materials used are worth more than thirty taels of silver!"
Inscription patterns are something that costs money.
Things like the Thunder Fire Inscription are still low-level inscriptions.
Higher-level inscriptions often require thousands of taels, tens of thousands of taels, or even more silver...
Duan Lingtian originally thought that if he said this, the little fat man would retreat.
After all, even the little fat man's father, Fifth Elder Li Ting, only had a monthly salary of more than a dozen taels of silver, so it was impossible for him to waste his family like this.
Unexpectedly, the little fat man suddenly laughed when he heard Duan Lingtian's words.
He reached into his arms and took out a handful of banknotes, each with a denomination of one hundred taels, and handed it to Duan Lingtian, "Boss, isn't it just money? Anything that money can solve is nothing! This should be I have seven or eight hundred taels, take them all and ask the master of inscriptions to give me a few more inscriptions."
Duan Lingtian was stunned.
He could be sure that the money in the little fat man's hands was definitely not given by Fifth Elder Li Ting.
Although Li Ting also made five hundred taels of silver from him last time.
But even so, Li Ting's net worth is less than one thousand five hundred taels at most.
Otherwise, before his battle with Li Jie, Li Ting wouldn't have been unable to bet Li Kun with his second five hundred taels.
Duan Lingtian took the banknote, weighed it, and asked, "Li Xuan, where did you get all this money?"
The little fat man grinned and narrowed his eyes, "My grandpa gave it to me before I returned to Li's house last time. Boss, please don't tell my father, otherwise, I won't be able to keep the remaining money."
"Besides these banknotes, what else do you have?"
Duan Lingtian was stunned for a moment, and his eyes flashed with light. He really didn't expect that the little fat man was also a financial backer.
"Hey, there are some more."
The little fat man said nonchalantly: "My grandpa said that when I run out of money, I just need to send him a letter and he will have someone send it to me again."
The corner of Duan Lingtian's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that the little fat man's grandfather was not simple. He had never heard of it before.
In Duan Lingtian's previous memory, he only knew that the little fat man's mother died of illness seven or eight years ago, and then the little fat man went outside with his grandfather.
"If you have money, you can talk about anything..."
Duan Lingtian squinted his eyes and patted the little fat man on the shoulder, "In this way, I will write out the materials needed for the Thunder Fire Inscription Pattern, and you can buy them yourself. The money will be regarded as the reward you gave me. How many materials will you have in the future? , how about I engrave you with as many thunder and fire inscriptions as you want?"
"Boss, you just said that you would help me carve the tattoo...could it be that you carved the thunder and fire inscription?"
The little fat man was dumbfounded and heard the meaning of Duan Lingtian's words. Talented son and gifted mother
"Where's all the nonsense? As long as the inscription is useful, you don't care who inscribed it!"
Duan Lingtian casually stuffed the banknotes in his hand into his arms, turned around and returned to the courtyard, returned to his room, took out a pen and paper and wrote out the materials needed for the Thunder Fire Inscription Pattern.
"According to the weight above, one portion can be engraved with a thunder and fire inscription... By the way, prepare some more accessories to carry with you. A piece of jewelry can only hold one inscription at the same time."
Passing the note in his hand to the little fat man, Duan Lingtian said again.
"good."
The little fat man took it as if he had found a treasure, and then looked at Duan Lingtian eagerly, hesitant to speak.
"If you have anything to say, just say it. If you say it, get out of here!"
Duan Lingtian said angrily.
During this period of time, he was extremely annoyed by this little fat man.
"Boss, I...can I learn the art of inscription from you?"
The little fat man's fat face trembled slightly, and he said expectantly.
Seeing Duan Lingtian frowning, the little fat man quickly said: "Boss, I can pay the tuition. I won't study in vain."
Pay tuition?
Duan Lingtian's brows relaxed and his eyes lit up.
What he lacks most now is money. Although he has more than 30,000 taels in his hand, he knows that once he enters the Dan Condensation Realm, it won't take long for him to use up all the money in his hand.
Money is never too much, especially when he has so many 'careers in life'.
It’s refining medicine, refining weapons, and making inscriptions.
"Okay, since you are so sincere, I will reluctantly give you half an hour every day to teach you. It's up to you how much you can learn."
You're a bastard who doesn't make money.
Duan Lingtian patted the little fat man on the shoulder again and said, "For the sake of the fifth elder, I will charge you one thousand taels a month. Is that okay?"
When the little fat man heard this, he was stunned.
When Duan Lingtian saw this, he thought the fat man was too expensive. He coughed twice awkwardly and said slowly: "If you think it is too expensive, we can discuss it again, a little..."
"It's so cheap! Thank you, boss."
The little fat man interrupted Duan Lingtian excitedly.
While Duan Lingtian remained silent, he also felt a little regretful. Did he set the price too low?
Seeing the little fat man walking out with the note in his hand, Duan Lingtian stopped him and said solemnly: "I know the art of inscription, please don't tell anyone, otherwise, you will never learn from me again. It’s inscribed.”
"Don't worry, boss, you won't even tell me if you beat me to death!" The heroine dominates the world.
The little fat man finished swearing and walked out.
Thinking that Li Ming would continue to suffer in his hands in the future, he felt happy.
He decided to make a dozen or twenty more thunder and fire inscriptions as backup...
"I, Li Xuan, have a good vision. Even if I recognize a boss, I am so awesome. Even though my strength is unbelievable, I actually know the art of inscription. I'll make a lot of money!"
The little fat man whispered to himself all the way, excitedly walking home, ready to go back to get the money.
Just now, all the banknotes he carried were given to Duan Lingtian.
After the little fat man left, Duan Lingtian returned to the courtyard and continued to stand behind Ke'er, leaning against him, teaching her the 'sword drawing technique' step by step.
After more than two months of practice, Ke'er has almost mastered the essence of the sword-drawing technique, the only difference is the heat.
Smelling the fragrance of the girl's hair and feeling the girl's body temperature, Duan Lingtian's eyes became a little blurred and he took a deep breath of enjoyment.
"What are you doing?"
A slightly smiling voice, accompanied by sporadic footsteps, suddenly came from behind.
When Duan Lingtian heard the sound, he took a step back in embarrassment and left the girl.
The girl looked embarrassed and blushed as if she was about to bleed, "Madam!"
It was Li Rou who came back from shopping for groceries.
"Ke'er, stop practicing now and come and help me. I bought a lot of vegetables today to help you and Tian'er."
Li Rou shook the vegetable basket in her hand and smiled.
"yes."
The girl quickly sheathed her sword.
"Mom, do you want my help?"
Duan Lingtian asked with a smile.
"Go! You practice hard for me. Although you have now broken through to the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm, Fang Qiang is still a ninth level warrior of the Body Tempering Realm. If he is lucky enough to avoid your sword drawing technique, you will be doomed."
Li Rou rolled her eyes at Duan Lingtian and completely ignored him.
"Master, have you broken through to the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm?"
The girl looked at Duan Lingtian with surprise on her face.
Duan Lingtian laughed, "My Ke'er has reached the sixth level of the Body Tempering Realm. If I don't break through, it will be a bit embarrassing."
The girl's eyes dimmed and she said slowly: "Master, I will try to practice as slowly as possible in the future."
Li Rou smiled and said: "Ke'er, ignore him. You should practice hard. We women can only control men if we are stronger than men... If you don't want to be bullied by him in the future, you must quickly surpass him."
Hearing Li Rou's words, the girl immediately blushed. She took the vegetable basket from Li Rou's hand and trotted into the kitchen, leaving only the shy backs of mother and son. Dongfeng Jin
"You kid, don't be lazy!"
Li Rou glared at Duan Lingtian again before following him into the kitchen.
Duan Lingtian shook his head and smiled, then continued his action.
The flexible body seemed to have turned into a spiritual snake, slithering rapidly through the courtyard.
As fast as the wind, as fast as thunder, getting faster and faster...
In the past two months, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but marvel at the talent Ke'er had displayed.
Although, Ke'er also has the same cultivation conditions as him that are far superior to other Li family disciples.
But she is a girl after all, and it is extremely rare to have such a talent.
According to his mother Li Rou, Ke'er's talent far surpassed hers back then.
However, Ke'er's talent is good and his cultivation level is improving quickly, which makes Duan Lingtian happy.
At the very least, you can take Ke'er with you when you leave Qingfeng Town in the future.
He really wasn't used to it without Ke'er by his side.
Soon, the beauties had prepared the meals, and the aroma of the sumptuous meals was overwhelming.
The family sat together to eat, helping each other pick up food. The atmosphere was full of happiness and warmth.
At the same time, in the compound where the second elder 'Li Sheng' lives.
Li Sheng stood at the door of the room, looking at his youngest son 'Li Ming' lying on the bed, with a look of hatred on his face, "You said that if you were beaten like this by Duan Lingtian, your father would admit it, but you were actually beaten by Li If you don’t feel ashamed of that fat boy Xuan being beaten like this, I still feel ashamed!”
"Dad, I've told you eight hundred times, this time it's the sequelae of the Thunder Fire Pill that suddenly came on, otherwise Li Xuan would have been beaten into a pig's head by me!"
Li Ming was half lying on the bed, with a look of helplessness on his face and difficulty in explaining anything.
"Look, you are still making excuses now. Your brother also took Thunder Fire Pill. Why didn't you see any sequelae in him?"
Li Sheng shook his head, obviously not believing what Li Ming said, "If you can't beat me now, just practice hard for me and you can fight back later. Don't keep thinking about making excuses. This is the sign of a coward!"
After speaking, Li Sheng turned and left.
Li Ming was lying on the bed. He could feel the pain even if he stretched his body slightly. He couldn't help gritting his teeth and said fiercely: "Damn fat man, when I recover from the injury, I will teach you a lesson! I still don't believe that you can always be so lucky. ."
In Li Ming's opinion, Li Xuan was able to beat him like this only because Li Xuan was lucky.
If he hadn't happened to suffer from the sequelae of the Thunder Fire Pill, Li Xuan wouldn't have been able to beat him.
Thinking that his father and brother didn't believe what he said, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Why don't they believe me? They don't even think about how that fat guy Li Xuan could be my opponent!"
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