Feng Qingyang looked embarrassed, "Well, the current situation of our class is different from the other three classes. The funds for this class are very scarce. It is possible to go to the black market, but judging from the current situation, we can only take a look. .”
"No money? It doesn't matter! I have several bags of spiritual stones stored in the inn outside the college. I'm going to get the mustard bags right now."
Before the entrance examination, the college stipulates that all personal belongings must be left outside and are not allowed to be brought into the college.
Feng Qingyang frowned, "I'm afraid I won't be able to use them. The academy has always had an unwritten rule that students can only use the spiritual stones they bring into the academy.
As for those outside the academy, they are not allowed to be used.
Once discovered, they will be fired. "
The status of the students in the academy varies greatly. There are disciples of large sects and imperial nobles, but there are also some practicing monks.
If students can use outside assets, it would be extremely unfair to practicing Sanshi.
Once you enter the academy, everything is fair and square.
No one can borrow external force.
Baili Yanjiu's eyes widened, obviously he had just learned about this rule.
If he had known earlier, he would have brought all his mustard bags with him when he entered the academy.
When Poi Po came in, he was a little excited and felt that there was no need for spiritual stones in the academy, so he only brought a little with him.
There are many people who think like him, so many students probably rely on the spiritual plants and magic weapons obtained from the secret realm to sell spiritual stones.
Class D has always been at the bottom of the class and has received very few spiritual treasures.
It can be said that he is the poorest among the four classes.
It's even poorer now.
The spiritual stones they finally saved were all eaten by Erya overnight.
Although their bodies hurt, they didn't feel bad at all.
It just happened to hit the critical moment before the bottom-up assessment.
"It seems that we won't be able to go to the black market this time." Feng Qingyang explained in order to prevent a few people from getting upset: "It doesn't matter whether we go to the black market or not. Let's just practice hard and do our best in the assessment."
Several people naturally understood Feng Qingyang's good intentions.
Although I don’t want to lose, I can’t go to the black market at the moment.
A penny really stumps a heroic man!
Luo Li, who was silent at the side, heard the word 'black market' and looked at Erya, who was lying on the table a little wilted, and his eyes flashed.
She must find a way to change Erya's habit of eating spiritual stones.
"It's not impossible to go to the black market." Luo Li rolled his eyes.
Several people looked at Luo Li and asked, "Are you rich?"
"No."
"..."
"But we can borrow it."
"Don't be ridiculous, those people want to stay away every time they see us in Class D. Who will lend us spiritual stones?" Feng Qingyang twitched the corner of his mouth.
He has stayed in the academy the longest, and he knows the status of Ban Ding very well.
"There is a person."
When Rong Chen, who was soundly asleep, heard a knock on the door outside, he woke up from his dream.
Why.
I finally had a sweet dream today, but I woke up before I finished it.
Rong Chen was in a daze. Before he could recover from his sweet dream, he heard Luo Li standing in front of him and saying a few words.
Rong Shen did not hear the first words clearly, but he heard the last three words very clearly: "Borrowing spiritual stones?"
Luo Li nodded.
Rong Chen stared blankly, as if he had been slapped in the head, and could not sit still in his chair, "What spirit stone can I borrow?"
"Seeing that the assessment time is coming, we plan to go to the black market, but... you know."
Rong Chen's old face fell. When he heard about the spirit stone, he felt extremely distressed. "Xiao Li, it's not that I won't lend it to you. It's just... I'm poor too."
Luo Li heard Feng Qingyang mention it when he came here.
Master Rong Shen is a little money addict.
Fortunately, Luo Li was prepared in advance, "Okay then."
Rong Chen was a little surprised, "You're just... leaving now?"
No more words?
Just give up?
"Well, I know you are poor, and I don't want to embarrass you. The only ones who will be in embarrassment are us. You can continue to sleep, but I still advise you to move to another place to sleep."
"Why?"
"This place is too close to our dormitory area. Erya happens to be hungry these days. Maybe it will affect you and eat up all the spiritual stones in your life. This... you won't even have a place to reason." ”
Rong Chen's old face was startled and he quickly subconsciously covered his mustard bag.
Luo Li's reminder makes perfect sense!
Since this foodie has become the class favorite, and because Mu Qianxing gave it to Luo Li, Rong Chen didn't dare to throw it away even if he was on guard against Erya.
I have to grit my teeth and keep it alive!
Feng Qingyang had obviously expected Luo Li to return empty-handed.
The three of them sat on the table, and later Luo Li joined them, sitting in a mahjong-style manner.
Feng Qingyang: "Hey, I just said that Teacher Rong will definitely not lend it to us."
Liu Shang: "I can only think of another way. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice."
Baili Yanjiu: "Hey, if you don't have a spiritual stone, you'll have to worry about it. If you have a spiritual stone, you'll have to worry about flowers."
Luo Li calmly picked up the teacup in front of him and said, "Don't panic, this will definitely happen."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a cough from the door.
"They're all here." It was Rong Chen.
The four of them stood up together, "Hello, mentor!"
Rong Chen looked at a few people with a smile and placed a small bag on the table.
Feng Qingyang was surprised, "Teacher, this is..."
"Aren't you going to the black market? Here are the spiritual stones for you."
Feng Qingyang was extremely excited.
After being in the academy for so long, this was the first time that Rong Chen was willing to take out the spirit stone. You must know that this old man could only get in and out.
Personal name: Rong Pixiu.
"Don't be too little, this is my life savings."
Upon hearing this, Liu Xiang's eyes lit up, "Teacher, you told me earlier that we should worry about this. A lifetime of spiritual stones would be a lot... eh? One, two, three, four... a hundred spiritual stones?"
Liu Shang has been in business for many years and has his own way of counting spiritual stones quickly.
He opened the mustard bag. Inside the small bag, he expected to see a scene full of sparkling spiritual stones.
Naihe - just a little.
He counted it three times, one hundred spiritual stones!
Still inferior!
Rong Chen looked slightly embarrassed, and Liu Shan felt that he had said the wrong thing, "Teacher, don't think too much, we don't mean to dislike you, we are just surprised. Are you sure you got it right?"
"I also hope I got the wrong one."
How he wished he didn't have a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. It would be great if he had a hundred high-grade spiritual stones.
But he is... lazy.
Those who are too lazy to spend money are even more lazy to make money.
Baili Yan held his forehead for a long time and said, "Teacher, your savings are a bit low."
Rong Chen coughed, "For you, the eldest prince of the empire, that must be a little less."
Baili Yanjiu couldn't help laughing, "It's not a little missing."
Who would save a hundred low-grade spiritual stones in their lifetime?
