Taking advantage of the fact that the young master of the Chamber of Commerce and the heirs of the alchemist family were there, Jiang Bai took out the fairy books he had obtained on top of the cloud top.
The crane's back was quite large, and its slender neck blocked everyone from the hurricane produced during high-speed flight. Even so, Jiang Bai did not take more, only taking out a few books to avoid being blown away by the wind.
"Master, let's see if these books are valuable." Jiang Bai gave one of them to Hu Tao, and the other two to Xingqiu and Chongyun respectively, rubbing his hands in anticipation.
"You guys can help me take a look."
"Where did you get this?" Hu Tao looked at the cover. The cover of the book was quite primitive and the paper was yellowed. It was obviously an old thing from a long time ago.
"Above the clouds."
Chongyun took the ancient book handed over by Jiang Bai and briefly looked through it. His eyes widened in surprise, "This seems to be the oldest method of exorcism in my family."
ancient?
Jiang Bai's eyes lit up. Doesn't being ancient mean that it is valuable?
But I heard Chongyun continue: "The exorcism methods used in our family now are all improved versions based on this prototype. They were improved by generations of talented ancestors combined with our human physical fitness and today's environment. More It is suitable for us humans to use, and the ritual is also much simplified and gentler..."
"Doesn't that mean it has no value?" Jiang Bai felt that he was happy in vain.
"How could it be?" Chongyun asked, "Why is it worthless?"
"Although what we are using now are improved versions, it does not mean that the ancient method of exorcism is no longer needed. This ancient and rough method of exorcism is more suitable when dealing with some stubborn evil spirits that are difficult to get rid of."
Jiang Bai is not an alchemist and does not know how to exorcise evil spirits. Although he has listened to the lectures of the guest ministers in the Hall of Rebirth and understands a little.
Moreover, the current main business of the Rebirth Hall is funerals. I understand these because I have been around the dead for a long time and it is easy to encounter them.
"Then if I want to sell it, will you buy it?"
Jiang Bai's words obviously confused Chongyun.
He shook his head and said very Versailles: "I have it at home."
In ancient times, the environment was not as good as it is now. At that time, evil spirits were rampant, diseases were rampant, and there were all kinds of dangerous monsters in the mountains. In order to give humans the ability to deal with these crises, the immortals naturally wrote a lot of ancient books like this .
Jiang Bai's works are only very attractive to ordinary people, but for an ancient family of alchemists and demon-slayers like them, they have always preserved these ancient books and even carefully protected them. There is really no need. Go out and buy the same thing.
Jiang Bai's imagination of Seven Stars raising the price and the demon-slayer family's frenzied looting was shattered.
In the 3600 years since Liyue, these aristocratic families who have been guarding Liyue have such a profound heritage. It is impossible to find a few ancient books in the mountains or obtain any treasures that can compare with their thousands of years of accumulation.
"Are you planning to sell these books? Do you want to hand them over to our Feiyun Chamber of Commerce? We will guarantee a good price!" Xingqiu was very interested.
Compared to the demon slayer family, what the Chamber of Commerce lacks most is the foundation, but what it lacks most is Mora. I think many big businessmen will be interested in these ancient books.
Hu Tao closed the book in his hand, "Go back and make rubbings of all the books, and then send the originals to be sold."
There is never too much knowledge. Books are just carriers for recording knowledge. There is no need to keep the originals. These original books are too old and are very complicated to collect.
It is better to sell the original copy and label it as "written by the immortal himself" or "thousand-year-old ancient book" to maximize profits.
Hu Tao and Jiang Bai thought of going together, and he thought so too.
"Listen to the hall master."
"The Chamber of Commerce will have an auction in a while. I will help you arrange these ancient books to be included, and I will guarantee a good price!"
Jiang Bai put his arm around Xingqiu's shoulders and said seriously:
"Whether I can become a rich man in Liyue depends on you!"
The corner of Xingqiu's mouth twitched, thinking that he would become a rich man in Liyue by relying on a few ancient books would be too ambitious.
"I'll do my best, but you can't rely on me for the auction fees..."
"Don't worry, I never default on your debt!"
...
In the darkness of the night, the machine crane flew back to Liyue Port. Jiang Bai and Hu Tao jumped from the sky above the Rebirth Hall and flew back to the Rebirth Hall.
Hutao went to Zhongli to brag about the vegetables heated with fire elements. Jiang Bai watered his newly cultivated sweet flower garden and lay on the roof to watch the stars.
The moon is sparse and the stars are blowing, and the breeze is blowing. This kind of life is really pleasant.
A peaceful life always passes so quickly that Jiang Bai can't feel the passage of time.
[Ye Luo Gui Gen] The business only had a few missions a year. He followed Hu Tao and wandered around everywhere like a streetwalker every day, basically visiting every corner of Liyue Port and the entire territory of Liyue.
It can be as big as exorcising ghosts and evil spirits in Wuwu, or as small as quarreling with a wild cat basking in the sun on the street. Time flies by and before you know it, the Lantern Festival has arrived.
The Hai Lantern Festival is the grandest festival in Liyue.
On the day of the Hai Lantern Festival, people will put up Xiaolan and Mingxiao lanterns in the sky. They believe that the souls of the heroes who guarded Liyue in the past will return to their hometown and reunite with everyone under the guidance of the lanterns.
Thousands of bright lanterns symbolize the hope that the fire will be passed down from generation to generation and virtue will never be extinguished.
Hu Tao got up quite early that day and knocked on Jiang Bai's door early in the morning.
She was wearing a new red dress, and she was carrying two bamboos that had been chopped off from somewhere, without even removing the leaves.
"Get up! The sun is shining on your butt!"
Jiang Bai, who was sleeping in the quilt, was woken up. He rubbed his eyes and opened the window. There was no sun. The sun hadn't risen yet.
Looking at Hu Tao who suddenly appeared in the window, Jiang Bai was already not surprised.
He yawned greatly, "Good morning, Master~"
"Get up quickly, don't waste your good time sleeping!"
"Hall Master, how do you imitate Chongyun in speaking?"
Chongyun, that martial arts fanatic, practices martial arts all the time.
"Oh, hurry up and wash up! This hall master is waiting for you to make a sky lantern! I am going to make the biggest sky lantern in Liyue Port!"
In addition to commemorating the heroic soul, today's Xiaodeng has also been given more meanings.
People make good wishes and let them fly with the sky lanterns.
"Okay~"
Jiang Bai put on a new dress and came to the yard. Hu Tao had already laid out the drawings of Xiao Deng on the grass in the yard.
Just as Hu Tao said, the sky lantern she wanted to make was quite big, so big that Jiang Bai was worried about whether it could fly.
"Because the bigger the weight, the heavier it will be, so I went to Zhongli's yard and secretly cut two thin bamboos, and used lighter bamboo strips to support the entire frame..."
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After taking a look at the dragon-patterned clothes on Hu Tao's back, Jiang Bai warned carefully, "Master, be careful of getting beaten."
