The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 272 The biggest drawback of copying talent

Signed the paperwork.

The next day, Hou Wu came to the store to help.

With Hou Wu, Zhang Heng began to become a hands-off shopkeeper.

Hou Wu discussed with Hua Rou what kind of counter to order and what kind of guard formation to set up. Zhang Heng only paid the money and ignored the rest.

So a few days down.

Hengguzhai took on a new look, and even bought four Xirong female slaves as maids under Hou Wu's suggestion.

"If you want to say that this Xirong is really a treasure land of the Great Qin."

"Lack of land, grab Xirong."

"Lack of labor, grab Xirong."

"Even if there is a lack of women, you can still snatch them from Xirong. Being a neighbor of the tiger and wolf Qin, Xirong is considered a bad luck."

Xirong.

It is the collective name of the Chinese nations for the alien races west of the Great Qin that were not inherited from China.

Seriously speaking, Xirong is not a nation, but a union of dozens of tribes. They have their own characters, beliefs, and even countries.

It's a pity that happiness is too far away, and Daqin is too close.

Ever since Qin Mugong gave up fighting for hegemony in the Central Plains and turned around to expand the territory westward, Xirong was beaten by Qin State all day long and called Dad. If Qin State lacked anything, he would come to Xirong to get what he had, and he could compete with the cash machine.

Although Xirong complained repeatedly, he couldn't beat him.

Every year, the State of Qin would send troops to Xirong to pluck wool, cut leeks, and rob countless slaves, ores, and even rare treasures.

Speaking of reason, how can there be so many reasons in the world.

"The nobles in Xianyang City regard sitting on Xirong women as elegant, and if a family does not have Xirong dancers, it is not considered high-class."

"When I was in the palace, I heard people say that some down-and-out sons of Gongqing, whose families are in decline, can't afford Xirong dancers, and are afraid of losing face, so they let the sisters in the family pretend to be fake. Face, pretending to be a dancer, pretending to be the same as before."

Hou Wu sighed: "I don't know if it's true or not."

"In life, the most difficult thing to let go is affection, and the most difficult thing to let go is the scene. Many hearsay things may not be groundless."

Although Zhang Heng has never dealt with the down-and-out Gongqing.

But during the period of the Republic of China, it was not uncommon for him to see those nobles of the Eight Banners who had swollen faces and pretended to be fat.

The porridge at home is too poor to drink, and I have to keep a piece of pig skin. When I go out, I wipe my mouth until it is full of oil, pretending to have just finished eating a big fish and meat.

To put it bluntly, it is to save face and suffer.

"Boss, in fact, we are in Baibaoge, and we like this kind of person."

"Say baby, what treasure can ordinary monks have."

"In the eighteen generations of our ancestors, there has never been a great supernatural being. Let him in, and he will just watch the fun. If you reach out to him, his pockets will be cleaner than his face."

"These down-and-out children of Gongqing are different."

"Which family's ancestors were never rich."

"Although we are defeated right now, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse. Maybe when it gets dark, if we dig up our ancestral grave, we will be able to dig out half a piece of immortal artifact."

Hou Wu smiled like a weasel: "It is said that the business is booming, how can it be booming if you don't help people like this."

Zhang Heng was a little dumbfounded.

But I have to admit that Hou Wu's words are not rough. There are not many people in the world who can pick up artifacts at roadside stalls as soon as they go out.

It's more about broken jars and broken jars, and the cub sells Ye Tian's heart.

Even those so-called long-lived families are mostly glamorous on the surface, and only they know how much face and what kind of face they have.

"Is the shopkeeper here?"

While talking and laughing, a guest came to the door.

Zhang Heng gave Hou Wu a wink and asked him to come forward to greet him, while he himself sized up the fat sheep who had just arrived at the door.

"Let's estimate the price."

The visitor was wearing a bamboo hat, not tall, like a dwarf.

According to the voice, he is about 40 to [-] years old, with a treasure of restrained breath on his body, and he looks like he dare not see people.

"Pill!"

"Building Foundation Pill, a elixir that helps monks in the Qi Realm break through the Foundation Establishment Realm."

Hou Wu took the box handed over by the bamboo hat man, and just glanced at it, saying, "The appearance is good, and it belongs to the top grade Zhuji Dan, but it's a pity that things like Zhuji Dan are too low-level. This is the ancient capital of Xianyang, not a small town in the countryside. , This stuff is all over the street, if you sell it, just go to the roadside stall, someone buys this stuff specifically to feed the birds, we don’t accept it.”

The man in the bamboo hat was silent for a moment.

As if hurting his self-esteem, he walked out dejectedly.

"and many more."

Zhang Heng thought for a moment, and then told Hou Wu: "It's the first business order, so keep the things for good luck."

"Good host."

Hou Wu responded immediately, and called the bamboo hat man back again: "It's not easy to come here, keep your things, and you will have a good baby in the future, thinking about our Henggu Zhai."

The man in the bamboo hat didn't say a word, took the business ticket, took a look at Zhang Heng, and left.

After he went out, Hou Wu presented the Jiji Pill to Zhang Heng, and said cheerfully, "This guy may have just come from a small place, otherwise he would dare to come to the door with the Jidan, and he would definitely be kicked out."

Zhang Heng's face was calm: "This Foundation Establishment Pill should be practiced by himself, and I guess, he is not a dwarf, but a child."

Hou Wu's smile froze on his face, and he asked for advice, "Boss, how did you find out?"

Zhang Heng explained: "I have traveled far and wide, and I have heard a lot and seen a lot."

"Let's talk about his attire first. If it's a rare treasure, you can't be too careful."

"It's just a Foundation Establishment Pill, there is absolutely no need to hide your head and show your tail."

"Hiding his head and showing his tail means that he doesn't want people to see his appearance. The baby is not worth being missed. There is only one possibility. He is afraid that he will be missed by others."

"Is there anything worth remembering about him?"

"Most likely, he is not a dwarf, but a child."

"The Foundation Establishment Pill was made by him himself. The Foundation Establishment Pill is not a treasure, but a child who can cultivate the Foundation Establishment Pill is a rare commodity."

Zhang Heng paused slightly: "Looking at his height, he is shorter than Hua Rou. I estimate that he may be a few years younger than Hua Rou, about twelve or thirteen years old."

Foundation Establishment Pill is not uncommon.

The best foundation building pill is not uncommon.

But at the age of twelve or thirteen, there are not many alchemists in the world who can refine the best foundation building pills.

Because of this, Zhang Heng asked Hou Wu to call him back.

Not only is it the first business to open, but it is also a little bit of speculation about its identity.

As for whether he guessed wrong.

It's wrong to be wrong, and there is no loss for Zhang Heng.

ten days later

Zhang Heng never saw the man in the bamboo hat again, and after a long time, he was forgotten.

Unthinkable.

More than a month later, one night, when Zhang Heng was about to call Huarou to close the shop, the bamboo hat man came to the door again in the same attire he had when he first came.

"Shopkeeper, let's estimate the price."

The man in the bamboo hat was still the same, holding a wooden box, and didn't say what he was selling.

"It's not Jidan this time, is it?"

Zhang Heng asked with a smile.

The man in the bamboo hat didn't answer.

Because he was wearing a bamboo hat, he couldn't see his expression.

On the other hand, Huarou, who was at the side, became energetic after hearing Zhang Heng's words: "Uncle, this is the mysterious guest who sold you the Jidan?"

Zhang Heng smiled without saying a word, took the wooden box and opened it to have a look.

In the eyes, there is a green pill in the box.

Uh.
Kind of embarrassing.

Zhang Heng picked up the elixir, looked at it, and smelled it, but he couldn't figure out what the elixir was for.

"What kind of medicine is this?"

Zhang Heng was a little embarrassed.

"You do not know?"

The man in the bamboo hat looked very surprised: "Aren't you the boss of Hengguzhai?"

Zhang Heng thought for a while, and said seriously: "I am the owner of Hengguzhai, but no one stipulates that the owner of a restaurant must know how to cook, and the owner of Zhenbao Pavilion must know how to appraise treasures, right?"

"Haha, you are so funny."

The man in the bamboo hat was amused, and said, "This is me."

"granduncle."

Before the man in the bamboo hat finished speaking, Hua Rou took a step forward: "If I read correctly, this should be a Qinglong pill, Qinglong pill, it is a non-grade medicine, from the real immortal to the Qi training Small monks can take it, the effect is to help the monks calm down the mana and reduce backlash when the mana is disordered, and it is mostly used for healing after failure in fighting skills, or madness."

Zhang Heng looked at the man in the bamboo hat.

The man in the bamboo hat looked at Huarou in surprise, but nodded in affirmation without saying a word.

See this scenario.

Zhang Heng was a little surprised. Hua Rou followed Hou Wu, and it seemed that she had learned a lot.

The afterlife is terrifying.

Zhang Heng praised: "I don't have much talent in the field of elixir, and I rarely read elixir scriptures on weekdays. You have already surpassed me in tasting elixir."

Huarou was delighted in her heart, but she didn't dare to say yes, and hurriedly said: "It's all because of Mr. Hou's good teaching."

"Shopkeeper, make a price."

The man in the bamboo hat made a gesture of invitation.

Zhang Heng looked at Hua Rou, and asked without any airs, "How much money do you think is appropriate?"

Hua Rou thought for a while, and then said: "Qinglong Pill is a gradeless elixir. The gradeless here does not mean that the elixir has no grade, but that the person who uses the elixir does not need to care about his own state, because this kind of elixir The medicine is universal, as long as it is a monk, anyone can use it."

"But the elixir itself still has a grade."

"A middle-grade Qinglong pill is more effective than a low-grade Qinglong pill, and the effect is quicker."

"The Azure Dragon Pill in front of me should be a high-grade Azure Dragon Pill. It can be used by real immortals and below. If you are a real immortal, it will be a bit worse. You need to eat a few pills at a time."

"For the price."

Hua Rou hesitated again and again, and asked, "How about [-] spirit stones?"

After finishing speaking, he continued: "If it is the top grade Azure Dragon Pill, I can produce more than [-] spirit stones, but unfortunately this one is not, it is only top grade, and it is still top grade. The price of [-] spirit stones should be very fair."

Thirty thousand spirit stones equals thirty thousand taels of gold.

Mr. Hou told her that the main producers and consumers of Qinglong Pill are the military ministries of various countries.

Taking Qin State as an example, Qinglong Pill is an important material equipped with the army every time it goes west to Xirong. Ordinary soldiers are not eligible to apply. Only middle and senior generals at the level of school lieutenants and generals are eligible to use Qinglong Pill to heal their injuries.

Because Qinglong Pill is a strategic material, there are very few circulating in the world.

High-grade ones are even more uncommon. If someone has a seriously injured and dying ancestor, taking a top-grade Azure Dragon Pill to restore his mana, he might be able to desperately fight again.

"make a deal."

The man in the bamboo hat gestured for money.

"Next time you have such a good thing, please come to Hengguzhai again."

Hua Rou gave the money and sent the man in the bamboo hat to the door.

When she couldn't see it anymore, Hua Rou bounced back to Zhang Heng, and said, "Uncle, alchemy is also very profitable. I guess the medicinal materials for refining this Azure Dragon Pill may not even have three thousand spirit stones." , as soon as he changed hands, he made ten times the profit, why don't I learn alchemy too."

Zhang Heng shook his head.

"Learning has no limits, but life has limits. If there is limit to seek limitless, it is all over."

"Today you are good at alchemy, so go to alchemy, tomorrow you are good at refining equipment, do you still have to go to refining equipment?"

"The day after tomorrow, I think astrology divination is good, do I want to learn it too?"

"Human energy is limited, even I dare not dabble too much."

"Is your talent better than mine?"

"How much stronger, ten times stronger than me, a hundred times, a thousand times, or ten thousand times?"

"Could it be possible that you can bring all the three thousand avenues to an end?"

Zhang Heng's words were like a slap in the face.

Huarou woke up in an instant, only feeling a chill down her back.

Ever since she had the talent to copy, she wanted to copy the talent she didn't have when she saw it, and she never tired of it.

Even when Zhang Heng said that she knew more about pills than herself, Hua Rou was more satisfied than ever.

But in fact.

She is not quick-witted and eager to learn, but copied Mr. Hou's golden pupils.

Now that I think about it, while I am complacent, I am not in the way of magic.

A little bit of everything.

Not proficient in anything.

You don't even know where your own way is, and you can only pick up the wisdom of others, so how can you talk about it for a long time.

"Thank you uncle for preaching."

Hua Rou knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng remained motionless, accepting it calmly.

Those who preach and dispel doubts can receive the ritual of kneeling three times and knocking nine times.

No matter what Huarou's background is, even if she is the daughter of the Jade Emperor, he can accept this gift.

"The sentence I hate the most is that you are still young, and there is still a chance to correct it."

"It's not true. Life is like traveling. From Dongcheng to Xicheng, the nearest street is Zhongxin Street."

"You have to make a detour from the north city. If two people walk together at the same speed, you make a detour and he doesn't. Which of you two will reach the west city faster?"

"Cultivation is to compete with others, and to compete with the sky."

"If you are slow, you may be stepped on, and you will never be able to get up for the rest of your life."

Wait for Huarou to finish kowtowing.

Zhang Heng pulled her up with a wave of his hand, and said earnestly: "There is no never-ending banquet in life, and so are you and me. I am by your side now, and I can teach you a thing or two. When I am gone, the road ahead will be different." It's up to you."

Huarou nodded heavily: "Uncle, I will not let you down."

Zhang Heng smiled without saying a word.

the next day.

Hou Wu came to work in the store, and was very happy to hear that Huarou recognized Qinglong Dan: "I have been working in the palace for 20 years, and even the prince has met countless times, but in terms of talent, there is really no one who can surpass Huarou."

Zhang Heng replied: "In 50 years, there must be a king's prosperity. Compared with Huarou's generation, you and I are already considered old guys."

Hou Wu was a little dumbfounded.

But it's not wrong to think about it, and said seriously: "I heard from Hua Rou, do you think there will be a world of great controversy coming?"

Zhang Heng asked without answering, "Don't you think there have been a lot of talents in the world over the years?"

Hou Wu thought for a while, and asked with some uncertainty: "Is there any?"

Zhang Heng glanced at Hou Wu.

People in the mountains don't believe that fish are bigger than wood.

Sea people, do not believe that wood is greater than fish.

People are self-centered and think that the era they live in is the best era.

After the seventh, it is said that it will not work after the [-]s.

Essentially, that's all.

In fact, there is no such thing as bad, every era is excellent, and it has been developing in a better direction.

If you feel bad, it may be that this era no longer belongs to you.

You are nostalgic for the past.

Just like those old people.

Under the setting sun, beside the ancient road, just sit for a day.

"One cup of tea and one scripture."

"Looking at the common people as chess, seeing all living beings as children, playing leisurely, watching when tired, talking about freedom, what could be more freedom than this."

Zhang Heng sees it very openly: "Whatever the era is, you can do things with peace of mind. Even if the sky falls, I can replace it with a new one for you."

(End of this chapter)