After a good sleep, Bai Qi felt refreshed and his crotch seemed to be a little harder than usual.
After taking the viscous soup brewed by the demon pill, the energy and blood all over the body condensed, and I felt completely reborn and extremely comfortable. Even my breath seemed to have a refreshing fragrance.
"Originally I wanted to cultivate both Taoism and martial arts and become a hexagonal warrior, but now I just hate the lack of financial resources... What limits me is not my spiritual roots, but poverty."
Bai Qi stayed up all night reading last night and had a preliminary understanding of the Immortal Master Taoist officials under Long Ting's rule.
I feel more and more that this is a living glutton that can eat up all the gold, mountains and silver seas!
Eat all kinds of rare and rare things worth hundreds of gold, such as stalactite, red stone fat, red lead pills, etc. as meals.
Who can afford this! ?
"My brother has this qualification. After all, a spiritual boy like the 'Yin Yang Eyes' is not unique, but he is one of a kind..."
Looking at Bai Ming who was buying breakfast and bringing it to the table, Bai Qi had an inexplicable feeling that in his previous life, his parents were poor and could not afford to be a college student.
"Whenever we make the fish stall bigger and stronger, and get involved in the county's business, maybe we can inquire about Taoist training."
He took a few sips of spicy tofu puffs, stuffed a few meat buns into his stomach, packed his clothes, and planned to go to a Dongshi shop.
"Brother, when I come back in the afternoon, you can copy the secret method of making bait on the yellow paper and show it to me."
Bai Qi explained.
The soul-summoning magic is not very powerful for the time being, but the three baits classified as sea-driving magic can be put to use immediately.
There are fragrant baits that attract big fish to catch the tide, and insect baits that are specially designed to catch big fish.
For the fish stall that is about to open, it is undoubtedly the iron pick and hoe that digs out the golden mountain.
"Okay, brother."
Bai Ming took a big bite of the meat bun and puffed out his cheeks.
Ever since Bai Qi asked him to eat more meat to grow taller last time, his appetite has increased in the past two days.
The two brothers chatted for a few words and then went to do their own things.
At the beginning of the month, Bai Qi stepped into the Dongshi shop and happened to see Liang Sanshui raising his head after settling the accounts.
"Ah Qi! I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard from my father that you were accepted as a disciple by the instructor and accepted into the Tongwen Hall... Tsk, tsk, this news has spread throughout the docks, and all the fishermen regard you as a role model!"
Although they haven't seen each other for a while, their affection for each other remains unchanged.
Liang Sanshui was a kind-hearted person who knew how to appreciate his kindness. He always remembered the ghost-striped fish sent by Bai Qi to help him fill the vacancy in the management, and his attitude was very warm.
"I was urged by Master Ning to practice, and I couldn't get out of it for a while. I finally had some free time today, so I came over to visit Brother Shui. Look, I gave half a catty of the Poria Cake to Uncle Liang because I know he likes it."
Bai Qi smiled gently and kindly, just like the former fisherman Bai Ah Qi.
He didn't get carried away just because he became Ning Haichan's disciple.
Status and identity are given by others. You must always carry a few pounds or taels, otherwise you will easily fall into trouble.
Liang Sanshui was slightly surprised:
"How do you know my father likes this Poria Cake?"
A familiar voice came from behind the wooden counter that was higher than my chest:
"It shows that Ah Qi is more thoughtful than you. He saw me eat it twice and remembered it. Alas, if your surname was not Liang, I would have sent you fishing long ago. How can this elm-headed man be in charge?"
"Ah Qi is smart. So many big families in Heihe County, and even the young masters of the fish farm, firewood market, and fire kiln, all wanted to worship Tongwen Hall, but in the end only Ah Qi was chosen... Thinking about it this way, my His vision is not much worse than that of the instructor."
Liang Sanshui didn't show any embarrassment. He was used to being scolded and disliked by his father, which was the way father and son got along.
"Thanks to Uncle Liang's introduction, otherwise Bai Aqi would not be where he is today.
I bought the Poria Cake from the one on Datong Street, and it tastes the most authentic, so hurry up and try it. "
Bai Qi tried to smooth things over, opened the oil paper package, took out the pancakes and handed them over.
The so-called Poria cocos cake is a kind of snack. It is named because its skin is as thin as paper and its color is snow-white, which is very similar to the Poria cocos slices in the medicinal material.
It helps digestion, clears the lungs and resolves phlegm, and increases appetite. It is a suitable snack for the elderly.
"Why are you still thinking about me, a bad old man? My old eyes didn't see the wrong person!"
Liang Laoshi was really touched. When he did something, the effects would be different.
The fisherman Bai Ahqi gave the silver sand carp to him, just to seek a way to get along with him, and there was no question of who owed it to whom.
But now he is a disciple of Tongwen Hall, and Bai Qi, who is half a direct descendant of the teacher, visits him with a bag of Poria cakes worth thirty cents, which is enough to express his feelings.
"I heard that the instructor took you to find Yang Meng and offered his son a stick of incense?"
Liang Laoshi chewed the Poria cocos cake, which had an extra sweet taste.
"Master Ning planned to settle this dispute for me before he brought me in, but it's a pity that Yang Meng knew it was a coward and didn't give him a chance."
Bai Qi brought a small pony, sat next to Old Man Liang, and peeled figs for him.
The two men were in perfect harmony, which made Liang Sanshui's heart tremble. He quickly rubbed oil on his soles and went out to inspect the stalls as early as possible.
Ah Qi is so good at pleasing his father that his own status is declining day by day, and he will soon be inferior to the big yellow dog who is the watchdog.
"Yang Meng has a heart like a poisonous snake, and he will become cowardly when he can't fight him.
Fortunately, the instructor was able to overpower Wu Xing, and his prestige was needless to say. No matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't dare to touch Tong Wen Guan's disciples. "
The wrinkles on Liang Laoshi's face relaxed, and Bai Qi lifted up the thick blanket covering his legs. The former said with emotion:
"When will your fish stall open? The fish stall, firewood market, and fire pit all come here to send gifts and posts, thinking of treating you to a drink.
Ah Qi, don’t be like me, thinking that you are strong enough and disdainful of human relations.
If you want to grow your business, the road should not be too narrow. There is no harm in dealing with these people. "
Bai Qi hummed, talking about business is not just drawing cakes.
He was the best at this in his previous life, making it big and round, making people salivate.
As for whether you can eat it in your mouth, it all depends on your ability.
After reminiscing with Uncle Liang until noon, Bai Qi chatted with Liang Sanshui for a few more words.
The main purpose is to inquire about the channels through which the shops in Lower East Market usually purchase the most goods, and discuss the price sharing.
"The business on the surface is selling river fresh food to restaurants and foot shops, collecting treasure fish to martial arts schools, and doing some odd jobs of renting fishing gear.
Privately, using the heads of low-income fishermen to purchase a large amount of fish salt and then selling it to dealers is also a big source of income.
Just one shop can make a good profit of thousands of taels a year, not to mention that the fish farm has a monopoly on various foot shops, ferries and other businesses, so money is really rolling into your pocket. "
Bai Qi thought of the ancient book he read last night, which described the levels of Taoist cultivation.
“If we put together the background information of the three families, it’s hard to say that we can provide one or two Taoist officials.
Looking at it this way, there are also differences among wealthy families.
Some can only train art students and international students;
Some people can send their children to the capital to become masters with a sense of nobility. "
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Returning to the house in Erxianqiao, Bai Qi took out the yellow paper describing the art of catching sea and asked his brother Bai Ming to pick out two techniques of making bait.
"Rice wine, minced shrimp meat, salt and vinegar, sugar and roasted earth dragon... knead into mud balls.
Take two more pieces of talisman paper, write prayers and incantations on them with cinnabar, and burn them into ashes.
Put it into an earthen urn and mud altar, and take it out with the mud pills the next day. It would be better if you can collect a drop of blood and smear it... Is it really a metaphysical way to make a nest? "
Bai Qi glanced over it and found that following this process was more like making a recipe than making bait.
"Don't worry about it, just be useful!"
He cursed silently, hurriedly bought all the necessary items, and started trying according to the steps.
During this period, Adi Bai Ming took the initiative to ask for help. He pricked his finger with a fine needle and squeezed out a drop of bright red blood.
After the next day, that night.
Bai Qi deliberately did not choose a big fish nest, but chose a remote place, went down to the river on a sampan, and spread out some of the bait.
In about half an hour, the river suddenly became noisy, the water splashed and the waves sparkled.
"Silver sand carp, seven-star spotted carp, tiger-headed pomfret...and a horned pomfret!"
Bai Qi was stunned, as if he saw a large amount of white money rolling in.
The effect of bait is so outstanding?
He remembered that Wang Laizi only caught a few big fish when he went out on the boat, which could be said to be a fruitful harvest at most.
But he never let Baoyu dive into his fishing net crazily like he didn’t need money!
"I am indeed an innate fisherman!"
Bai Qi was overjoyed and began to cast the net continuously. Every time he caught a few fish, he said:
"A medicinal bath is in hand! A tonic is in hand..."
