The sun is rising.
Wang Xiu opened his eyes and woke up from sitting in meditation.
Qiang~
Qiang~
Qiang~
The Nether Blood Immortal Sword placed on the bedside was trembling continuously, conveying the emotion of 'hunger' to Wang Xiu.
Wang Xiu:? ? ?
It's so early in the morning, what's wrong with the little swordsman?
Wait~
Why is there such a strong smell of blood in the air?
Wang Xiu's pupils narrowed.
A monk in a meditative state forgets both objects and self. Unless there is a situation that threatens his own safety, his perception of the surrounding situation will be slightly reduced.
now.
He came out of his trance and immediately smelled the strong smell of blood.
"Could it be that the evil ghost lost control and went on a killing spree?"
Wang Xiu couldn't help but have this idea in his mind, but he quickly overturned it.
"Not human blood."
Wang Xiu muttered to himself. As a Taoist disciple who often goes down the mountain to perform tasks, Wang Xiu is relatively sensitive to the smell of human blood.
at this time.
The strong smell of blood filling the air was not human blood, but the blood of some kind of livestock.
"You idiot~!"
Wang Xiu picked up the Nether Blood Killing Immortal Sword on the bedside, laughed and cursed: "How can a dignified spiritual weapon with such little potential even be greedy for the blood of ordinary animals..."
Wait a minute!
Who says spiritual weapons can't drink the blood of ordinary animals?
Wang Xiu's mind felt like a thunderclap, and he suddenly became enlightened, as if the door to a new world had opened.
yes!
The Nether Blood Killing Immortal Sword can swallow the blood essence and grow stronger, but who said it can only swallow the blood essence of humans and monsters?
Although the blood of pigs, cows, sheep, etc. contains thinner spiritual energy and essence, it cannot stand up to its cheap price and large quantity!
One bucket isn't enough?
If one barrel is not enough, then ten barrels will be used; if ten barrels are not enough, then one hundred barrels or one thousand barrels will be used!
You must know how cheap pig blood is in the mortal world. You can buy one catty for two cents, and five hundred catties for one tael of silver.
1,000 spiritual stones are 1,000 taels of gold and 10,000 taels of silver.
If you use it to buy pig blood and the like, you can buy five million kilograms of pig blood. As long as the supply is sufficient, you can feed this sword to death!
Think of this.
Wang Xiu's heart couldn't help but become hot, and he followed the position sensed by the Nether Blood Immortal Killing Sword and fired with his sword.
…
Maple City.
In He's slaughterhouse, big fat pigs were tied up and sent to the slaughtering table.
Hundreds of big-bodied butchers, like emotionless killers, repeated the process of killing pigs and chopping meat over and over again, skillfully and neatly.
"guys!"
"Good job!"
He Yuanwai, who was young but already very pregnant, walked around the slaughterhouse and said with a smile on his face: "My father has passed his seventh birthday. I'm so happy!"
"From now on, I will be a member of the Communist Party of China, and I will be the master."
"We will open tents all over Maple City to provide disaster relief for seven days. People in the city can eat and drink for free, including white rice, steamed buns, and pork stewed vermicelli."
"Everyone is free to eat!"
"Also, for those who work overtime these days, their wages will be doubled, and each person will receive a big pig's knuckle."
The words just fell.
The surroundings suddenly rang out with grateful congratulations from the guys, which were definitely from the heart.
“The members are so awesome!”
"Master Yuan, you are a great man!"
"No wonder the He family ranks first among the four major families in Maple City."
"With your spirit, you deserve to be the richest man!"
…
Listening to the compliments and flattery of his subordinates, He Yuanwai felt happy.
but.
He soon saw a sword light coming from the sky. When the sword light hit the ground, he transformed into a young man in white. Who else could he be if he wasn't Taoist Master Wang?
"Hiss~"
He Yuanwai trembled, shook his head quickly and said: "Don't thank me, but if you want to thank me, just thank Taoist Master Wang Xiu!"
"Daozhang Wang is a true disciple of the Sanqing Immortal Sect, a true Taoist Immortal."
"He performed the sacrifice for my father in an upright and upright manner without asking for anything in return. Even after I repeatedly begged him, I still refused to accept the gift of a thousand taels of gold."
"certainly."
"In the end, Taoist Master Wang was moved by the sincerity and filial piety of his fellow members, and accepted a thousand taels of gold from my He family, but it was not for himself."
"Taoist Master Wang Xiu decided to use the thousand taels of gold to open a tent to spread porridge, buy medicine and free clinics, and contribute to the poor people in the city."
"Come! Let us cheer for the Sanqing Immortal Sect, and also cheer for Taoist Priest Wang Xiu!"
Suddenly.
From all sides of the slaughterhouse, the cheers of butchers could be heard.
"Cai~!"
"Cai~!"
"Cai~!"
…
Good guy.
I asked you to open a tent to spread porridge and help poor people. Is this how you help?
Looking around the slaughterhouse, Wang Xiu's lips twitched slightly. There must be at least more than two thousand pigs piled densely into the hill!
The pig blood that was released came in buckets after buckets. If all of it was poured into the pond, it would be enough to form a small pond.
No wonder the Nether Blood Immortal Killing Sword couldn't help but get excited and even clang.
really.
In principle, this kind of spiritual weapon does not look down on pig blood, but the pig blood given here is too much!
"Stop it!"
Wang Xiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, his anger dropped to his Dantian, and he spoke like thunder: "Don't kill yet."
Suddenly.
The entire slaughterhouse came to a standstill, and everyone looked at Wang Xiu with confusion on their faces.
Yuanwai He also scratched his head: "Taoist Priest, what's going on!"
Wang Xiu said helplessly: "Are you planning to invite all the people in Maple City to eat pork?"
He Yuan's escort smiled and said: "Where?"
"How can any ordinary person have such a compassionate heart?"
"That thousand taels of gold belongs to the Taoist priest, so naturally it is you, the Taoist priest, who invites the whole city to eat pork."
He Daren didn't dare to be greedy for Wang Xiu's favor.
after all.
Yesterday he was beaten badly by his father. If Wang Daozhang held a grudge in his heart, he would call his father back to reminisce.
Just think about it!
…
Is this the point?
Wang Xiu's mouth twitched slightly: "I'm talking about opening sheds for disaster relief!"
"It's not like inviting the whole city to a feast."
He Yuanwai said matter-of-factly: "Yes! Open tents for disaster relief. I heard from you, Taoist priest, and treat the poor people in the city to eat white rice and big white steamed buns!"
"besides."
"Our He family is the largest professional pig farmer within hundreds of miles, raising hundreds of thousands of pigs. Our He family is responsible for the pork supply in several surrounding cities!"
"Taoist Priest!"
"I dare say that if we look at the dozen or so cities around us, there is absolutely no one so generous as to stew pork vermicelli for disaster relief!"
"How about it, Taoist Priest, this kind of disaster relief treatment will not insult your status as a true disciple of the Immortal Sect!"
He Yuanwai's face was full of pride and he patted his chest very proudly.
I would really appreciate it!
After studying He Yuanwai for a long time, I found that this guy didn't seem to have any bad intentions, he was really stupid.
Wang Xiu sighed: "How can disaster relief be a show?"
"Executive member, have you ever calculated how many permanent residents there are in Maple City, and how many refugees are there who have fled from other places?"
He Yuanwai:? ? ?
Seeing the situation, the old housekeeper next to him explained: "There are about 800,000 permanent residents in Maple City, and there are about 100,000 refugees fleeing from other places."
Wang Xiu nodded: "One thousand taels of gold and ten thousand taels of silver, it sounds like a huge sum of money."
"But based on the calculation of 50 wen per catty of pork, one tael of silver can only buy 20 catties of pork, and ten thousand taels of silver can only buy 200,000 catties of pork."
"With 200,000 kilograms of pork, more than 800,000 people will be fed pork-stewed vermicelli for seven days. Is this meat enough for me?"
He Yuanwai counted on his fingers for a long time, but his face was still confused.
"No...isn't it enough?"
