In the store, Wu Gen calmly took the plate from the singer's hand and handed it to Zhao Ling, "Master, please taste it."
Zhao Ling wanted to brush the plate away from his eyes, but when he saw Chu Ji's pitiful eyes, this would be his cheap sister in the future, so he had to suppress his anger and take a sip.
After a mouthful of tofu, Zhao Ling's eyes changed. He looked at Wu Gen and took another bite. "Ahem, this white jade bean sprout is a good thing. Why didn't you serve it earlier? Why don't you eat white jade bean sprouts?" It’s all in vain, noble man, can’t I eat it?”
Wu Gen nodded repeatedly and bowed, "If you have something to eat, I will certainly serve you one portion every day."
"Can't I pay the money? I'll take advantage of you. You all go out for a while." Zhao Ling turned around and ordered. Not only the singer in the store, but also the maids and Chu Ji rushed away.
After looking around, Zhao Ling slowly said, "Wu Gen, how is the business of this store?"
"Thanks to our Lord, business is good." Wu Gen quickly replied.
"That's all, I originally thought that you would be doing such a despicable job outside and would be a disgrace to the reputation of the palace, so I thought about it. But then I thought about it, it's not easy for you to run this store so hard.
But have you ever thought that over time, if you, a middle-aged man, earn so much money from noble people, you will inevitably be hated by others? In this way, I guarantee you in the name of my Lord, no one will dare to cause trouble in Guanxi City. "Zhao Ling's expression remained unchanged and he spoke slowly.
"That's good..." When making tofu, the most important thing is the brine, which I have already carefully hidden. Wu Gen was worried that if he made too much profit, someone would be jealous and seize the tofu formula. Zhao Ling happened to have a tiger skin, so he could see who dared to take action.
After thinking about it, I couldn't help but curse in my heart, what a guarantee, what a tiger skin, this is a tiger who wants to eat meat. Zhao Ling saw the small shop making money and wanted to get a share of the pie, so he blackmailed the owner of the village.
But after all, his arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he had to say depressedly: "Thank you sir, it's really hard for a villain to have such a mundane thing with his daughter's body. Why don't you let me keep 10% of the profits in the store?" .”
Zhao Ling rolled his eyes at her and looked at the sky outside. "The weather is gloomy today, which makes it a bit uncomfortable."
"Thirty percent, I'm willing to give you 30%." Wu Gen said through gritted teeth as he was about to cry without tears.
"Well, Wu Menke has made too much money in the past two days and has a toothache." Zhao Ling looked at Wu Gen's twisted face and said calmly: "Since you have this intention, I will accept it. Hey you , The day has become a little clearer, which makes me feel more comfortable."
Wu Gen's heart was bleeding, black, really black.
"By the way, don't forget about the witchcraft thing I mentioned to you last time. Don't delay your practice just for some small profits." Zhao Ling suddenly turned around and said seriously.
Wu Gen was stunned for a moment, and the other party's thoughts seemed to be a bit different, "I never said that I knew the art of witchcraft."
"Hmph, Shuang'er, come in." Zhao Ling greeted, and a maid hurriedly walked in with her skirt in hand. "Close the door and tell him your birthday." As he spoke, he nudged Wu Gen.
At this time, Wu Gen was a little dumbfounded, "I never said I wanted to get married."
Zhao Ling crossed his arms across his chest and looked at Wu Gen coldly, "Perform the technique."
The maid blushed and whispered her birth date.
Wu Gen blinked. It turned out that this was how the birth date numbers were used. He had completely misunderstood. Feeling Zhao Ling's cold eyes, he could only sigh.
Looking at the puzzled maid, with endless thoughts, he took a handful of incense ash from the incense stick on the corner of the table and walked to the maid named Shuang'er.
"Shuang'er, relax, let me show you a trick." Wu Gen raised his hand and said softly.
The maid named Shuang'er didn't know why and looked at Wu Gen's fist strangely.
Between the fingers, the incense ash fell down bit by bit, dancing in the air, shining through the sunlight through the window, like stars in the night sky.
Staring at these bright lights, Shuang'er's eyelids suddenly became heavy and he slowly closed his eyes.
In the small green brick courtyard, the father was studying ink in the study, the mother was busy in the kitchen, and the dog named Dahuang was wagging his tail and playing.
There was a sudden change in the family. The house was lost, the dog died, and the parents died. With a thin body, he watched his house be sold and his property flow away like water, so he had no choice but to sell himself into the palace and serve the nobles all day long, humiliating himself.
Scenes, bit by bit, appeared in front of Shuang'er.
After a while, Shuang'er suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with light as he looked around, as if he was waking up from a dream.
The clothes on his body are flying, and there is no wind. The body floats slowly, overlooking Wu Gen and Zhao Ling, and the momentum is compelling.
Shuang'er stuck out his tongue and licked the back of his hand in a strange way, looking very lazy. Suddenly, there was a bang, and two long white tails flew out from behind it. The fluffy tails swayed gently, and its face also changed. Some white fluff grew on its face, resembling a fox.
For a moment, the scene was very strange.
Zhao Ling's eyes opened wider and wider. He had never thought that the maid he bought next to him could possess such a mysterious person.
There is a saying among the people that the northern yellow squirrel and the southern white fox should not be messed with. If the offense is severe, it may cause bad luck at best, or damage to life or body at worst.
Zhao Ling couldn't help but feel frightened. He beat and scolded the maid often, but he never regarded her as a human being, otherwise he wouldn't have summoned her as a target for witchcraft today. From now on, we should treat him well and stop beating and scolding him wantonly.
As soon as his eyesight changed, all the strange phenomena in the room disappeared. The green smoke was still curling, and the ashes of the incense in Wu Gen's hand had not yet fallen. Shuang'er stood aside with a sad expression, and Zhao Ling's eyes widened as if he had seen something terrible.
"Pa." Wu Gen clapped his hands, raised his head and said to Shuang'er, "You can go out for now."
After he left, Wu Gen just raised his hand to Zhao Ling and said: "My lord, my knowledge of the art of witchcraft and Gu is still shallow. I'm sorry for my incompetence. It turns out that you, the maid, have a special talent, and you actually blocked my methods." Come back. Ahem, I’m afraid I won’t be able to recover without a few days of rest.”
"Oh..." Zhao Ling woke up from a dream, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. You can rest up and practice your soul skills diligently. It will be of great use." He walked out in despair. When he crossed the threshold, he accidentally tripped and almost fell. Fall to the ground.
Looking at his retreating back, Wu Gen couldn't help but sneer. He dared to take food from the young master's mouth. No matter how noble you are, ordinary people, men and women, are all my enemies.
When he cast a spell on Shuang'er just now, Zhao Ling didn't expect that Wu Gen also cast a spell on her at the same time. What she saw was just what Wu Gen wanted her to see. What's the use of birthdates and horoscopes, and I don't know the magic of witchcraft?
After closing the shop and returning to the small courtyard, Wu Gen carefully put down a bag of things in his arms. The stuff contained here was dry brine, and this stuff must not be shown to anyone.
Chu Jiye had already run out to play. She was not afraid of strangers. In addition, she was very cute. After being here for so many days, she knew more people than Wu Gen.
With nothing going on in front of him, Wu Gen took out the long arrow he had picked up from Xingluo Plain and began to think about it carefully. There are fine patterns on the arrows and arrow bodies, and there is no strange feeling when you touch them with your fingers.
But Wu Gen always felt that something was wrong. Generally speaking, arrows were polished very smooth in order to fly farther, unless they were used as whistle arrows for warning purposes.
Think about fighting with foreign races, both sides are fighting to the death, you can't carve these patterns just for the sake of looking good.
Just when I was puzzled, "bang bang bang", the courtyard door rang. Wu Gen casually threw the arrow on the small table in the courtyard, stood up and opened the courtyard door.
When he opened the door, Wu Gen was slightly startled. He knew the person who came, but it was just an acquaintance. This man's name was Huang Li, and he was also a retainer of the palace. He lived two or three yards away from Wu Gen.
Just when he was about to ask the other party why he came, Chu Ji timidly moved out from behind Huang Li. His body was dirty and had a few holes in it. He bit his fingers and secretly looked at Wu Gen.
"Brother Wu, when Chu Ji was playing just now, he accidentally fell. Huang happened to be passing by, so he sent him back." Huang Li saw Wu Gen's unswerving expression and quickly explained, for fear that Wu Gen would punish Chu Ji. .
In fact, he had misunderstood. Wu Gen's first reaction was that Chu Ji had been bullied, and he was eager to protect his calf. He was about to have an attack, but he felt relieved after hearing what Huang Li said.
"Thank you, Brother Huang Li." Wu Gen quickly squatted down and inspected Chu Ji's injuries. Fortunately, only his clothes were damaged, but his body was fine.
"Brother, don't scold me, I can sew the clothes." Chu Ji had tears in his eyes, fearing that Wu Gen would scold him. This child is also used to hardship. Back in Huangling, supplies were scarce and even a piece of clothing was hard to come by. This time, because of my playfulness, I actually broke Wu Gen's newly bought clothes, which naturally made me feel sad.
"It's okay, just be careful in the future." Wu Gen comforted Chu Ji and let Huang Li in. The other party is really kind-hearted, so I can't afford to lose my etiquette.
When he sat down, Chu Ji quickly made a pot of tea and served it. Wu Gen greeted him and said, "Brother Huang, I don't know when I arrived at the palace, but what kind of business I do." As a retainer of the palace, everyone has his own means. , there are all kinds of cocks, dogs, and thieves. This Huang Li must have his own unique skills, otherwise he would not be here safely.
"Ashamed, Mr. Huang only knows some talisman skills, but he made Brother Wu laugh." Huang Ligong cupped his hands and glanced at the arrows on the table, "Hey, Brother Wu also knows this way?"
"Huh?" Wu Gen, some of the two-foot-long monks, were confused. After looking at the expression in his eyes, his heart moved, "Brother Huang, you're welcome. If you are older, just call me Wu Gen, or Xiao Wu."
He turned around and shouted: "Chu Ji, cut the remaining beans at home... and the white jade bean into a plate. By the way, sprinkle some chopped green onions. Bring a pot of wine over. I want to drink some with Brother Huang."
"Hey, it's okay for Xiao." Chu Ji agreed firmly. Wu Gen no longer pursued the matter of the damage to her clothes, and his mood immediately improved.
"No goodbye, then I'll be more generous and call him by his first name. Wu Gen, I heard that this white jade bean is a valuable thing, how can I have the nerve to let you spend so much money." As he said this, Huang Li's nose turned unconsciously. Twitched a few times.
Soon, Chu Ji came out with two small plates of tofu, and carefully prepared a plate of coriander beans. After placing the wine pot, he took a small stool and sat next to Wu Gen.
"Brother Huang, I just saw that you recognized these patterns. I wonder what this thing is." After a glass of wine, Wu Gen asked curiously.
Huang Li touched his short mustache at the corner of his mouth and said with great satisfaction, "This thing is indeed a talisman, but it's just a talisman. There are so many runes, but I can't see what its function is at the moment."
"Oh, Brother Huang, it's very unpleasant to drink cup after cup. Chu Ji, bring a bowl. Use a big bowl and serve good wine." Wu Gen ordered.
Soon, two bowls bigger than his head were placed on the table. Wu Gen picked up the wine jar, poured two bowls, raised them high and drank them all in one gulp.
"I can't..." Huang Li couldn't stop him, so he had no choice but to raise the wine bowl.
"A good thing comes in pairs." Seeing the other person put down the bowl, Wu Gen poured another bowl and drank it all like a cow.
"Wu Gen..." Huang Li just wanted to shirk, but Wu Gen glared and had to drink again.
"Drink three bowls of wine. I have it at home every year." In the blink of an eye, the third bowl was poured.
"..."
Soon, Huang Li's face turned red, and his tongue became uneasy.
Seeing that the time was right, Wu Gen picked up an arrow and said, "Brother Huang, let's see what the use of this thing is."
"Gee." Huang Li burped from wine and stared at it for a long time with drunken eyes. "This... this thing is quite primitive. It seems to be a method of using blood to activate runes and increase the power of arrows. It is comparable to spiritual practice. A human flying sword.”
"Really? Can you kill a cultivator?" Wu Gen was overjoyed.
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