"Master, I went to the West Market to help Madam buy things. It was very interesting to hear what some people said!"
Xiao Shi, the maid who was squeezing Lin Hao's shoulders, saw that her young master was in a depressed mood and suddenly said with a smile.
"Oh? Come on, tell me! Why is it interesting?"
Lin Hao opened his eyes and asked with interest.
The maid Xiao Shi thought for a while, and then began to perform vividly: "Master, one of those two young men is called Xu Liang and the other is Wan Hong. When the maid was buying something, they were bragging! At that time Xu Liang said: " well! Brother Wan, Xu was about to form an elixir a few days ago, but my father took me to see a quack doctor. The quack doctor used medicine to dissolve the unformed golden elixir in Xu's body. Now Xu has completely become a mortal. It's a pity. ah! "
Wan Hong also sighed at this moment and said: "My condolences, Brother Xu! You are nothing. A few days ago, the young lady next door to Wan's family had the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm, but she was knocked down in one fell swoop! In comparison, she is a great misfortune!”
Hearing this, Lin Hao couldn't lie still. He stood up and asked curiously: "Xiao Shi, are those two people cultivators of immortals? There are actually cultivators of the Nascent Soul stage in Chang'an City?"
As a veteran "Mortal" fan, he was well aware of the realm of immortality in the book, so when he heard the words "Golden Elixir" and "Nascent Soul" appeared in the maid's poem, he became inexplicably excited.
"Puch~!"
Unexpectedly, the maid Xiaoshi smiled, and then smiled: "That's not true! Master! The maid had the same idea as the master at that time, but at that time, another young man came and said: "Why! Xu Liang, I heard you were suffering from Shilin a while ago. How are you now? ""
(In ancient times, various kinds of stones were called "Shi Ling". Different from the sophisticated modern scientific and technological means, ancient people had stones. If the stones were not large, they could be discharged through three methods: exercise, drinking water, and traditional Chinese medicine. stones in the body)
In the yard, Lin Hao was stunned for three or four breaths before he burst into laughter and said, "Pfft! Haha! It turns out that this guy got Shilin, and he actually said that he was about to form a pill. I was laughing so hard! Hahaha!"
The other three maids couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle. The previously depressing and depressing atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly became much more relaxed.
"Xiao Shi, what happened to the one named Wan Hong, and the little lady he mentioned earlier who is about to become a Nascent Soul?"
After laughing for a long time, Lin Hao's stomach hurt from laughing. Then he gradually stopped laughing. He thought of another person and asked again.
At this time, he probably also guessed that the young lady in the Nascent Soul Stage mentioned by Wan Hong was probably also funny.
Xiao Shi smiled and said: "Master, please listen to Xiao Shi's story! After Xu Liang saw that his background was exposed, he quickly walked away in despair. By coincidence, a couple came and were hugging each other. A baby came out of the drug store nearby, and someone in the crowd shouted: "Wan Hong, isn't the little lady next to your house the wife of Prime Minister Zhu's family? I heard that his wife gave birth to a big fat boy for him a few days ago. When did his wife become a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage? ""
"Pfft! Haha! Interesting! It turns out that the little lady is pregnant! Haha! This Wan Hong is so funny! He actually said that the pregnant person is a great master in the Nascent Soul stage. I laughed to death! Hahaha! No way! , I can’t anymore, I can’t laugh anymore! Haha!”
After listening to the maid's poem, Lin Hao couldn't help but burst into laughter again. Several maids also laughed so hard that their branches trembled with laughter. Suddenly, the courtyard was filled with lively people.
After a long time, Lin Hao's face returned to calm. He stood up and rubbed the head of the maid Xiao Shi, and sighed: "Okay! Master, I am in a much better mood now! Thank you! Xiao Shi! "The Story of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality" is over. Well, it just so happens that during the next period of time, it’s time for me, young master, to review my lessons!"
The maid Xiao Shi said shyly: "The young master is working so hard, the master and the old lady will definitely be very happy if they know about it~!"
"Ha ha!"
Lin Hao shook his head, smiled inexplicably, and then said: "Go and take a thousand guan to the editorial office of "Datang Daily" and give it to Pi Xiake! Just think of it as thanks for giving him "The Story of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality" to the young master. I’ve been so happy for more than half a year!”
"Ah~? A thousand strings? Master, if I know..."
Xiao Shi opened her mouth in shock and said.
The other maids also looked incredulous. One thousand guan is enough for a family of six to live for several lifetimes!
"This is all my pocket money, young master. My dad just knows it. What can he say? Go!"
Lin Hao rolled his eyes and said angrily.
As the only child of the Lin family. He has been loved by thousands of people since he was a child, how can he be short of money?
"Yes! Master!"
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Qiquge New Workshop, the editorial department of Datang Daily.
When Li Zexuan moved his workshop here, in order to facilitate Ma Zhou's teaching activities at Yanhuang Academy, he simply moved the editorial department of "Datang Daily" here too! In this way, Ma Zhou can wear two hats at the same time.
Today, the editorial office in Xin Gongfang welcomed many people. These people are "staff members" from various "Datang Daily" offices in Chang'an City.
"Cao Shi, the eldest son of the Cao family in Chang'an, rewards Pi Xia Ke with three thousand strings from "The Story of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality"!"
"Murong Jun, the son of the Murong family in Chang'an, offers a reward of 1,000 coins to Pi Xia Ke from "The Story of Mortal Cultivation of Immortality"!"
"Wang Renbiao, the eldest son of the Wang family in Taiyuan, is offering a reward of 10,000 yuan to Pi Xia Ke from "The Story of Mortal Cultivation of Immortality"!"
Ever since the first carriage full of copper coins entered the workshop, the boy's singing harmony never stopped! In the past, in order to facilitate readers to tip their favorite novels, the editorial department of Datang Daily specially set up offices in Chang'an and more than 300 states and counties across the country to accept tips and issue "fan" badges to tippers.
Usually every ten days, each office will send the rewards received to the "Datang Daily" editorial department in the workshop, but today is different. With the completion of "Mortal", the data accumulated in the past eight months has One hundred thousand readers suddenly went crazy, queuing up to the office of "Datang Daily" to give "Mortal" rewards, ranging from a few hundred coins to tens of thousands of coins. The warehouses storing copper coins in several major offices in Chang'an City were immediately flooded. It’s full!
For safety reasons, all offices urgently sent people to deliver copper coins to the new workshop in Plum Village! Money trucks appeared one after another on the cement road from Meicun to Chang'an, a vast and endless stream!
Fortunately, the road from Chang'an to Meicun has been repaired. Fortunately, this place is considered to be under the emperor's feet, and the public security is good. Otherwise, no one would be tempted by such a huge amount of money!
"Is this the hundredsth one?"
After Ma Zhou received the news, he hurried over from Yanhuang Academy. Listening to the rewards one after another, his head began to hurt, because this scene was so crazy!
"Master Ma, this is the 951st reward of more than 100 coins!"
Song Xiaosi replied.
"Nine hundred and fifty-one? Oh my God, are a thousand alliance leaders going to appear today?"
Ma Zhou was not an inexperienced person, but when he heard such a result, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Thousands of alliances appear every day, isn’t this crazy?
The income brought by "Mortal" to the editorial department of "Datang Daily" was several times more than that of the other fifty-plus novels combined. How can others survive?
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