Wanbao Tower is located in the southwest corner of Zhongjing City, quite a distance from Chen Luo's Earl's Mansion. No wonder I haven't seen anyone coming and going these days.
The carriage creaked and creaked for half an hour, and finally arrived in front of the Wanbao Tower. Chen Luo opened the curtain, good guy——
The floor is paved with red bricks, green willows support the wind, golden floor tiles, and dark-painted corridor columns. There are four statues of strange animals at the entrance archway, which are half a foot high, and a golden flag flag "given by the emperor" flutters in the wind.
There was a huge flow of people and cars and horses. If it weren't for everyone wearing ancient costumes, Chen Luo would have thought he had traveled back in time to a commercial plaza.
Looking at the main body of the building, it is said to be the Wanbao Building, but with the high walls that can't be seen at a glance, and the high walls covered with business advertisements, this is clearly a commercial complex.
"Isn't this a taboo in such a big place?" Chen Luo asked subconsciously.
Wang Li smiled softly: "Uncle, you are worrying too much. What taboos have you committed? Your Majesty still occupies 20% of this Wanbaofang."
Oh, if we have this relationship, then it’s okay.
…
With Wang Li leading the way, Chen Luo soon met a steward in the private room. The steward, like Wang Li, had a humble smile on his face, full of sincerity: "What treasure does your noble want?"
Chen Luo got straight to the point: "Barbarian Bone Pill!"
"Barbarian Bone Pill!" The steward's face froze, then he smiled and said, "The trumpet is out of stock."
Chen Luo frowned slightly: "I heard that you have."
The steward smiled bitterly and said: "My lord, please listen to me. The Barbarian Bone Pill is not a rare thing. If you kill a barbarian tribe, you can get five materials. But at this time of the year, it is really difficult to arrange manpower to go out and kill the barbarians. "
"If you really want a nobleman, you can make a reservation. A barbarian tribe should have a barbarian king who is comparable to a great scholar. At least three great scholars are needed to be sure. Because it is for the nobleman, any other gains have nothing to do with the nobleman. As for the price of dispatching three great Confucians, I think three great Confucian cultural treasures should be enough."
"three item?"
"If a noble person doesn't have a great Confucian treasure, it's no problem. A small one can also be valued. One million taels of silver can be exchanged for one or two days of Dao crystals, and twelve Dao crystals for one great Confucian treasure. What do you think?"
Chen Luo's heart sank. The high-end currency in the fantasy novels of Xianxia appeared.
"I heard that you could buy two great Confucian treasures last time."
The steward shook his head slightly: "My lord, that's not how the accounts are calculated. When Emperor Lin was on the throne, you could buy the Barbarian Bone Pill for one million taels of silver; when Emperor Wu was on the throne, you could get the Barbarian Bone Pill for two to three million taels of silver. But. But Nowadays, it is risky for a scholar to go out to the fortress, and he might stay in the wilderness, so the price will naturally be based on the risk."
"Last time it was due to other reasons, so the trumpet sent out manpower to slaughter a barbarian tribe. The Barbarian Bone Pill was an unexpected harvest, so the one with the highest price got it. To be honest, if someone hadn't raised the price with the great scholar, I guess a great scholar would have Wen Bao is as strong as the sky."
"If you think the price is high, you can wait. When the trumpet receives other commissions, it will also need to slaughter barbarians. If I can bring you the materials for the Barbarian Bone Pill, it will be cheaper."
When Chen Luo heard this, he understood what the steward meant. It's like you wanted to rent a car in your previous life. If you used the car for half an hour, they would charge you a day's price. If you used the car for a day, they would also charge you a day's price. Now he wants the materials for the Barbarian Bone Pill, but what he needs to pay is the price of slaughtering a barbarian tribe.
"Is there no other way?"
The steward thought for a while and said, "It's not that there is no way. The small version of Barbarian Bone Pill was refined by the Taoist Immortal Gourd ancestor, and his old man may have some in stock. You can go and give it a try. The ancestor lives ten miles east of the city. It’s easy to find the Hushan Mountain outside.”
"Ancestor of Immortal Gourd?" Chen Luo memorized this name. Since he had a chance, he had to give it a try.
Speaking of which, I don't know if my reputation as a good Taoist teacher is useful or not.
…
Visiting the ancestor of Xianhu requires careful planning, and it is not easy to visit empty-handed. So Chen Luo, who left Wanbao Tower, took Ji Zhong and wandered back to the uncle's mansion in a carriage. As soon as he got off the carriage, he saw Nan Yuanxi squatting on the stone steps in front of the Earl's Mansion, looking around.
"Nansheng..." Chen Luo said hello. Nan Yuanxi saw Chen Luo and hurriedly came up to him. He was holding a stack of manuscripts in his hand and said as he walked: "Uncle, the first editorial is out. I picked it out. I have selected some, would you like to take a look..."
"Huh? So fast?" Chen Luo reached out and took the stack of papers and read them.
"Can you be unhappy? When those guys heard about Uncle Uncle's conditions, they were all very excited. Besides, it was just a summary of the content of the previous seven days' speeches. They were all thought through with their brains, so they naturally started writing. Soon."
"Okay, not bad!" Chen Luo nodded while reading. I have to say that these literary gentlemen are really good at something, especially the one signed "Sang Luo". He has a sharp eye and an experienced writing style. He is definitely an experienced writer.
"It's all good. Come on, let's go in and discuss the layout!" Chen Luo took Nan Yuanxi and walked towards the Earl's Mansion.
…
Wei Yan's mansion.
Wei Yan looked up at the moon in the sky and felt refreshed.
Even though Song Tuizhi had just snatched away the manuscript of "The Swordsman", he didn't feel aggrieved at all.
Haha, not aggrieved at all.
In the house, Song Tuizhi spread out the paper and dipped his pen in ink.
"Learn from my mentor."
"Today, all the heads of the junior college in Beijing gathered together to explain the news about the new newspaper. The heads of the house were excited. Among them, Liu Kong Tianfang asked the young junior brother about the story of the first chapter of the new newspaper. The young junior wrote "Swordsman" The first time, I am enclosing this letter."
"When the disciple read this article, he was deeply attracted by the suspense in the article, and was also surprised by the sudden change. Although this article is only the first chapter, the world in the article is beginning to take shape. It seems to be the world of warriors, without the power of heaven. But in it A martial artist actually has the concept of internal power, and can release the energy in his body to increase his power. Could this be the way of my junior brother?"
"During the time of "Du Shiniang", the disciple once thought that the way of the little junior brother was the way of assisting my Confucian sect. But when "Swordsman" came out, there was something different. The disciple vaguely realized that the way of the little junior brother even if there are only three A thousand miles is enough to stand side by side with Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism in this world. The disciples were shocked."
"In addition, the disciple tried to imitate the martial arts in the book with the seven-color energy in his body, but he couldn't get it right. It was like there were countless seals all over his body, but he couldn't find a way to break them. The teacher once said that the human body has great secrets. I don't know if the disciple's actions touched this human body. It’s a great secret, please ask my teacher to clarify my doubts.”
"Junior brother is acting in a hurry. In just one or two days, most of the new reports have been completed. The disciple has not yet found a suitable time to recognize each other. Today I found out that my junior brother needs a Mangu Dan. Someone directed my junior brother to visit the Taoist sect. Old gourd. Why do my disciples in the bamboo forest need to be like this? I want to go to the barbarians and get back three or five for my junior brother as a gift to meet him. Does your teacher think this is okay?"
"The rest is trivial, don't bother my teacher to worry about it."
"Disciple retreat, bow your head and bow again."
