Zhang Xuezhou has money again.
Dong Zhongshu had no idea about money. He was very generous when he had money and looked for loans when he had no money.
The twelve gold ingots that the other party received were not yet warmed up. After finishing the work and washing away the bad luck, they gave them to Zhang Xuezhou.
This gold ingot is enough to buy a bungalow in Chang'an City.
The bungalows in Chang'an City are not thatched houses in slums, but have an area of at least more than 200 square meters, involving complete structures such as main hall, main room, guest room, kitchen, and toilet.
But buying a house in Chang'an City is not an easy task.
Without local household registration, Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding could only see if they could find a small official business and buy it.
As for Xu Yuan, he needs to temporarily settle outside Chang'an City. With their help from time to time, the other party's life will not be too difficult.
"I didn't expect that I couldn't even sell the medicinal materials," Xu Yuan said dejectedly.
"Poor people cannot register in the city, so they can only go to the city to sell vegetables and millet." Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
Most poor people do not have a "jie". Without this pass, they cannot apply for city registration. Otherwise, if there is something wrong with the things they sell, no one will be able to find out.
Poor people need to pay one and a half taels to enter the city, and then they need to leave the city in the afternoon.
If something like the Northern Army garrison happens, the poor will not even be qualified to enter the city. This is one of the reasons for the soaring prices in Chang'an City.
Xu Yuan lacks "self-control" and can temporarily solve the problems of going to the city with money, but cannot do anything related to buying a house, opening a shop, making a living, etc.
Xu Yuan never thought that coming to Chang'an City to find Zhang Xuezhou to refine the elixir would be so difficult.
Zhang Xuezhou hadn't settled down yet, so it was naturally impossible for him to help him make elixirs.
This alchemy does not mean that you can just find a stove and burn it, but it requires an environment and various preparations.
"Cousin, you can use an earthen pot to brew Peiyuan ointment, why do you have to hang it so far?"
The three finally separated. Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding quickly returned to the Chang'an City Guest House while the weather was dark, while Xu Yuan went back to cultivating his own piece of wasteland.
On the way back, Rong Tianding couldn't help but ask Zhang Xuezhou about it.
"First of all, you and him need to cultivate a relationship, and then you can get the "Corpse" collected by the Xu family." Zhang Xuezhou said: "His father is old and has been traumatized. He may be gone at some time. Please please him." Dad might as well cultivate a relationship with Xu Yuan."
"This is the truth," Rong Tianding said.
"Secondly, people from the Nong Sect have a greater advantage in medicinal materials. We need Peiyuan Dan in the beginning of practice, but there will be more needs later." Zhang Xuezhou said: "If we don't stabilize this relationship, we will It will be very difficult to find medicinal materials in the future!”
Zhang Xuezhou has personally experienced the many troubles involved in purchasing medicinal materials.
He broke his leg trying to refine some Three-day Bigu Powder, and needed Wang Ermazi to send people to buy it from all over the country. In the end, Mr. Zhao spent a lot of money and mobilized a large number of people from Shu County to search to solve the problem.
This is not to mention refining some mid-to-high-grade elixirs.
Pills can play a huge role, but this is indeed a wasteful ability, and it is impossible to develop it without foundation.
Zhang Xuezhou doesn't have many powerful people under his command. If he wants to continue to refine elixirs to benefit himself, he can only rely on mutual help through his network of relationships.
It just so happens that Nongzong used to have this model.
He introduced Xu Yuan in a low voice, and also mentioned in a low voice the various troubles involved in developing elixirs.
This made Rong Tianding immediately regard the down-and-out Xu Yuan as the God of Wealth.
"Leave this matter to me. I will definitely be able to establish a good relationship with Xu Yuan and try to get him to come to the city and be with us as soon as possible!"
Helping Xu Yuan is helping yourself. Xu Yuan needs Pei Yuan Pill to improve his cultivation, and Rong Tianding also needs Pei Yuan Pill.
Compared with the little ability I practice every day, the benefits of building a relationship with Xu Yuan are not as great as sharpening my sword and chopping firewood.
Xu Yuan is not only involved in the continuous supply of Peiyuan Pills he needs, but the other party also possesses the secret code of the Corpse Jiao School, making him someone Rong Tianding cannot miss.
He made up his mind to win over Xu Yuan, which made Zhang Xuezhou worry a lot.
Although it is difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to practice at the moment, if he can solve his physical problems, Zhang Xuezhou will need a larger amount of spirit-forging pills before reaching the supernatural realm. It just so happens that Nongzong monks have more medicinal materials for making mid-to-low-end pills.
Helping others is helping yourself, Zhang Xuezhou deeply believes in this.
When he entered Chang'an City again, he felt that everything in Chang'an City was as before.
This city is useless because of the lack of Emperor Jing, and it will not be different because Dong Zhongshu left.
Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but sigh a little.
The kings of a country like Emperor Jing are no exception, let alone those who follow the crowd like them.
No matter what storm he caused there, everything will remain the same after the storm subsides.
The Holy Land of Xieluochuan has not changed, the Holy Land of Yijihe River is no different, and the Holy Land of Kunlun is just a glimpse. The Han Dynasty was the same with or without him.
If someone occasionally thought of him, it would be just a few words during casual conversation, and then the topic would be dropped.
"Throughout the ages, it is called the universe. What this word describes is that the vicissitudes of the world can only change in a blink of an eye. Not only are we human beings so insignificant that they are not worth mentioning, but even everything in the world is like this. We are just passers-by in the universe, and we can only control it. Only in this way can we engrave the mark and achieve eternity..."
When Zhang Xuezhou sighed at these insights, Rong Tianding also responded.
Rong Tianding's response was somewhat philosophical, but when he mentioned controlling the universe to achieve eternity, Zhang Xuezhou's heart moved.
He was about to chat a few more words with Rong Tianding when he felt a chill on his head.
"You little bitch, why are you pouring water downstairs in broad daylight...splashing water to cool us down, thank you!"
Before Zhang Xuezhou raised his head and opened his mouth to curse, a passerby beside him had already spoken for him.
But the other party cursed and turned around.
Zhang Xuezhou raised his head and saw the window of the wing where they stayed was open, and Wei Shaoer was holding a basin on it.
Perhaps because they couldn't find Zhang Xuezhou and others in a hurry, Wei Shaoer looked a little angry.
Thinking that this girl could beat someone without any nonsense, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel that it was polite for Young Master Wei to throw water at someone at this time.
But when Zhang Xuezhou looked up, he saw Wei Shao'er glare at him, and then his eyes were full of tenderness. Instead, he looked at his side. He let out a sweet smile, and Wei Shao'er immediately closed the window.
Zhang Xuezhou glanced at Rong Tianding, then turned to the passers-by who were being splashed by him.
"This dear friend?"
"ah?"
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the passerby who was splashed with water and asked again before the other person came back to his senses.
The passerby was young, ordinary-looking but richly dressed, with a white jade belt around his waist. He seemed to be a martial artist, with straps wrapped around his arms.
There was a faint smell of blood, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that business might have come to the door.
"You seem to be injured?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"Hey, I just accidentally got stabbed in the arm. It's okay. Do you recognize the little lady upstairs?"
The passerby shook his head repeatedly, stood on tiptoes and kept looking up. Only when he couldn't see even a gap in the room did he have to take his legs back.
"I don't recognize you, I thought you were here to see a doctor!" Zhang Xuezhou shook his head and said.
"Originally, I wanted to come to this West City to find a doctor who is good at treating skin and flesh wounds. Some people said that the doctor lives in this hotel, but now I feel that all my illnesses are suddenly cured!"
The passerby wiped the water on his face with his sleeve, then put it to his nostrils and sniffed, as if he had a fetish for foreign objects, and then a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
Zhang Xuezhou had not yet said that he was good at treating flesh wounds and charging fair fees. This passerby had already rolled up his wet sleeves and stepped into the guest house.
