At 3 o'clock in the morning, Qin Gengyun came to Lingdan Workshop. Today, the workshop is still deserted. Apparently the owner of the workshop has not returned yet.
Neither Wang Ping nor Xu Li showed up. They thought they went to Yihong Tower to play role-playing again last night.
Qin Gengyun cleaned the yard, and around three o'clock in the morning, an old man with a stooped figure and a slight hunchback walked in, coughing as he walked.
Qin Gengyun stepped forward and asked him, "Fellow Daoist Fang, are you feeling better?"
This old man is the only alchemy furnace attendant in the Lingdan Workshop, named Fang Chao.
He is also at the second level of Qi training. After the age of forty, his cultivation level can no longer be improved. He married a Taoist couple and wanted to pursue dual cultivation, but ultimately failed.
Later, his wife gave birth to a daughter with middle-grade double spiritual roots. Fang Chao was overjoyed and regarded his daughter as his only hope in this life.
Fang Chao and his wife worked hard to earn spiritual stones, and when their daughter was fifteen years old, they sent her to the monks' spiritual academy in Zhenyang City to practice.
This Monk's Spiritual Academy was established by the outer sect of Zhenyang Sect. Disciples with outstanding cultivation in the spiritual academy have great hope of entering the outer sect of Zhenyang Sect.
However, a year's tuition at the Monk's Spiritual Academy costs eighty spirit stones. In order to allow his daughter to stay in the spiritual academy to practice, Fang Chao came to the Lingdan Workshop and became an elixir aide.
Fang Chao's wife also worked two jobs.
This is also a common thing in low-level monk families. There is no hope for couples to build a foundation. If they give birth to offspring with spiritual roots, no matter what the cost, they must spend resources to let their offspring climb up.
At this time, Fang Chao, who was stooped, was holding his hand towards Qin Gengyun:
"Thank you for your concern, Fellow Daoist Qin. It's all right now."
After coughing twice more, Qin Gengyun didn't say much, smiled, and continued to clean with his head down.
If you miss a day's work, you will have to deduct a day's wages. With the situation in Fang Daoyou's family, naturally he cannot afford to deduct a day's wages.
Qin Gengyun cleaned the yard and looked at the old alchemy room. After thinking for a while, he walked over with a broom, only to see that the door was locked.
He walked to the side and looked in through a hole in the window, only to see the bronze furnace standing prominently inside.
I think Yang Fengshan failed to sell the bronze furnace last night and put it back overnight.
Qin Gengyun felt a little strange. Yang Fengshan had the highest salary in the workshop, and he shouldn't be short of money. Why would he do such a risky thing?
If he really sold it, how should he explain it to the owner?
"Old man Fang, you haven't come for two days, I'll deduct a spiritual stone from you!"
At this time, Yang Fengshan's voice came from the yard. Qin Gengyun walked out and saw Fang Chao saying to Yang Fengshan:
"Manager Yang, I asked for leave from the boss before he left. The boss promised me to take two days off without deducting my pay!"
Yang Fengshan sneered: "I'm in charge. I'm in charge of your points. You didn't ask for leave from me. What's the problem with deducting your spirit stones?"
"Manager Yang, my daughter will have to pay the tuition fee for the Spiritual Academy soon. Please show your respect!"
"Old man Fang, don't talk about your daughter with a middle-grade spiritual root all day long! Do you think I don't know? Your daughter is just a middle-class person in the monks' spiritual academy, and there is no hope of entering the outer gate of Zhenyang Sect!"
"Manager Yang, but the boss promised me..."
"Okay, there is still half a furnace of erysipelas in the backyard, it must be cleaned up before noon!"
After Yang Fengshan finished speaking, he ignored Fang Chao's pleading. He walked towards the old alchemy room with his thick short legs and walked toward the old alchemy room. When he saw Qin Gengyun, he asked coldly:
"what are you doing here?"
Qin Gengyun raised the broom in his hand: "Manager Yang, I want to clean this alchemy room, but the door is locked for some reason."
Yang Fengshan scolded: "Didn't I tell you? This old alchemy room needs to be repaired, and no one else is allowed in! Don't you understand?"
"Okay, then I'll go clean somewhere else."
Qin Gengyun walked towards the yard with a broom. When he saw the haggard old man Fang, he sighed slightly and went to work.
night.
Qin Gengyun came to the night market and looked at Mo Xiaolan's stall in the distance. He saw that she had been busy greeting customers, so he didn't disturb her and walked around by himself.
An hour later, I visited the entire night market, but couldn't find anyone selling second-hand alchemy furnaces.
The main reason is that the price of alchemy furnaces is high. People who want to sell second-hand alchemy furnaces usually go to Fuyuan Pavilion instead of the night market.
However, Qin Gengyun had visited Fuyuan Pavilion before. An ordinary second-hand bronze furnace cost about fifty or sixty spirit stones, and he couldn't afford it.
I can only try my luck at the night market.
Unfortunately, we have bad luck today, so we have to come back tomorrow.
Just as he was about to leave the night market, a cheerful and heroic voice came from behind him:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, why didn't you come to see me when you came?"
Turning around, she saw Noila Mo in a plain robe standing in front of her with her hands behind her back. The small orchid on her left shoulder matched her smile, which was quite lively.
Qin Gengyun smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Mo, I have delayed you for several days, so I don't want to disturb you anymore."
Noila Mo rolled her eyes at him: "If you say anything to others, let's go."
After saying that, he couldn't help but pull him to the second-hand stall in the innermost part of the East Market.
Daoyou Zheng was still slumped on the recliner. When he saw the two people coming, he didn't get up and brushed his sloppy hair out of his eyes:
"You are lucky. Someone came to me today to sell a bronze furnace. The price is eighteen spiritual stones. If possible, you will come to inspect the goods in two days."
Noila Mo frowned: "Why did the agreed price go up again?"
Fellow Daoist Zheng then stood up and said lazily: "For this price, if you don't want it, of course someone will want it!"
Noila Mo suddenly laughed, walked to the sloppy vendor, and blinked:
"Fellow Daoist Zheng, you almost sold me a broken black heart stove yesterday. If everyone in the night market knew about this, do you think anyone would dare to buy from you again?"
Fellow Daoist Zheng pointed at her: "You, you are such a slanderer!"
Noila Mo smoothed the ponytail on the back of her head and put her hands on her hips: "The original price remains unchanged, twelve spiritual stones, a bronze furnace and a spiritual fan."
Fellow Daoist Zheng's sloppy face turned blue and white, and he stumbled and screamed:
"I'm so unlucky to meet you!"
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zheng. We will come back in two days."
Noila Mo smiled and cupped her hands at him, pulling Qin Gengyun away.
Qin Gengyun said: "Fellow Daoist Mo, you have offended him. Will there be any trouble in the night market?"
Mo Xiaolan laughed: "Fellow Daoist Qin, don't worry, he can still earn the twelve spirit stones. He was just putting on a show in front of us!"
Qin Gengyun looked back and saw that Daoyou Zheng, who was beating his chest just now, had collapsed back on the recliner safely.
He couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.
Those who can survive in this night market are indeed human beings.
Looking at Noila Mo with a bright smile, I felt even more admiration.
It is extremely difficult for a female cultivator with no roots and credentials to survive here.
It is already midnight and the night market is closed.
Qin Gengyun helped Mo Xiaolan put away the stall, and the two of them went home together.
Back in Zhaiyu Alley, Qin Gengyun thanked Mo Xiaolan again.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, I won't dare to help you again if you are so polite again."
Noila Mo smiled at him and waved her hand: "Go back quickly, your wife must be in a hurry."
After speaking, he opened the door and walked in.
Qin Gengyun turned around and was about to enter the house. Suddenly, he seemed to see a figure flashing past the window of his house.
Could it be that Qiu Zhihe was anxious and looked at me from the window?
Qin Gengyun shook his head, maybe I was overthinking.
He opened the door and entered the house, smelling the appetizing aroma again.
Late at night in the cold winter, it is a pleasure for him to have a bowl of minced meat porridge with chopped green onion when he comes home.
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, I'm back, have you cooked porridge again?"
Qin Gengyun smiled and said to Qiu Zhihe who was sitting at the table.
"No."
But Qiu Zhihe answered expressionlessly.
"No?" Qin Gengyun was startled and shrugged his nose:
"But this smell..."
"I've drank it all."
Qiu Zhihe said lightly, got up and got on the bed, lying down with her back to him:
"I slept."
Then he turned around again, his apricot eyes filled with frost:
"Don't bother me."
