My dad was absolutely taken away

Chapter 2 Changting Zhigui
Li Changqing really didn't know much about this son, because there was very little mention of this son in the text left by the original host.

He just knew that his son was called Li Hengsheng. Seeing this name, Li Changqing also knew how obsessed the original host was with wanting to become a painting saint.

"Thank you very much." Li Changqing said to the middle-aged man in purple.

The middle-aged man in purple looked at Li Changqing in surprise, when was he so polite?

I am just a small post official, something is wrong with Li Changqing today.

"Painter Li, you're being polite." The postman in purple clothes said hastily, and then hurriedly left to deliver letters to others.

Tore the letter open, there was a piece of letter paper and a bank note inside, Li Changqing looked at the contents of the letter.

The letter is very short.

At home, Li Changqing also found several letters from Li Hengsheng, and the content of each letter was actually the same.

Dad, my son lived a very good life in the ancient land of Daoshan. This is the living expenses for this month. I completed a sect mission this month, and the elder gave you a reward. I will give you an extra 20 taels of silver. If you're not around, take good care of yourself, don't read.

Li Changqing looked at the bank note, it was a bank note of 70 taels of silver.

Such bank notes can be exchanged for silver at the bank in the town. Although he doesn't know the price, Li Changqing also knows that the 70 taels of silver is definitely not a small amount of money.

It is a huge sum of money for an ordinary family, but for Li Changqing who is used to luxury and needs to buy a lot of precious paper and ink, it is not enough at all.

From the diary written by the original host, Li Changqing saw that the original host complained that his son was a jerk, and he sent a little money every month, and he also wrote to ask for more, but Li Hengsheng did not send any more. .

Although Li Hengsheng sent letters every month, the original host hadn't replied to the letter for nearly a year.

"This Li Changqing is really a bastard." Li Changqing couldn't help cursing while pinching the letter. If his son was one-tenth as good as Li Hengsheng, he would cry out of emotion.

What is drought? Drought to death, flood to death?

I don't know how to cherish such a good child.

What a beast.

Li Changqing knew that the monthly money must have been sent back by his son through his teeth. As a cultivator, the resources given by the sect every month must be used to buy cultivation resources. Not enough, and I have to send money back to support such a beast father.

Taking a long breath, Li Changqing held the bank note, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Although Li Hengsheng is not his own son, but he traveled over here, inherited this body, and received his son's alimony. This feeling made Li Changqing feel very complicated.

If it was me in the previous life, I would be happy for three days from ear to ear when I received the money from my son's filial piety.

But now, receiving this money actually made Li Changqing feel full of guilt.

He didn't know what kind of life Li Hengsheng lived, but he could imagine how well Li Hengsheng, a disciple with average aptitude and no background, could live in a big sect like Daoshan Ancient Land?
I also need to take part of the money for purchasing cultivation resources to support myself.

"Damn, my son was not filial in the previous life, and I feel bad. In this life, my son is too filial, so I'm still feeling bad!" Li Changqing slammed the table, angry.

"How much?" Li Changqing asked the owner of the stall. Although he was not full, he had lost his appetite.

"Eight copper coins." The owner of the stall came up and said awkwardly. He could tell why Li Changqing was not in a good mood.

Li Changqing took out his purse, picked out the smallest silver ingot and threw it out, probably one or two.

"So many? Painter Li, wait a minute." The stall owner quickly turned around, worked hard for a long time, and gave Li Changqing nine coins and 92 copper coins.

Only then did Li Changqing realize that one tael of silver can be exchanged for a thousand copper plates, and the 70 taels of silver sent by Li Hengsheng is really a huge sum of money.

Seeing the previous record of the original host spending money lavishly every month, Li Changqing thought that money was worthless.

The result is that this product is too prodigal.

After eating, Li Changqing decided to take a walk around the town to take a good look at the world.

I can't be like the original host, eating and waiting to die, dreaming unrealistic dreams all day, and then chewing on my son, right?
With such a son, Li Changqing is really distressed.

Although it is a town, it is really big. Li Changqing only walked through a few squares after walking for more than two hours. On the way, he met many people who knew Li Changqing. It is a pity that Li Changqing did not know anyone and had no memory at all. .

Fortunately, the original Li Changqing was a bit lonely and had no friends, otherwise it would be difficult to explain when he really met acquaintances.

"Painter Li." Passing in front of a store in Baitingfang, someone immediately came out and called Li Changqing.

The one who came out was a short and fat old man, smilingly clasped his fists and said: "Son should have sent the money back today, come in and have a look, I have newly bought a batch of very good Liuyunsu paper, which is really top grade for painting." , very suitable for you!"

Seeing this, Li Changqing also took a look at this shop, it turned out to be a shop with four treasures of study.

It seems that the original Li Changqing often bought paper here, right?
Li Changqing also walked in and looked around curiously. There were pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the store, which looked very delicate, but Li Changqing didn't feel that there was anything special about these things.

"How much is this piece of paper?" Li Changqing asked curiously.

"Hey, this Liuyunsu paper is rare. You've always wanted it. When it arrives today, you can buy more. Artist Li is also a regular customer. I'll make it cheaper for you. How about three taels of silver?" The shopkeeper squinted his eyes.

Li Changqing almost spit out the porridge he ate just now.

With a look of astonishment on his face, he said, "Three taels of silver, a piece of paper?"

"Yes, Master Li, you are a regular customer, otherwise, if you were someone else, you would be charged three, two or five dollars a piece." The fat shopkeeper looked at Li Changqing in astonishment.

He felt that something was wrong with Li Changqing today. If it was normal, he would have salivated when he saw this Liuyun Suzhi.

It is even more impossible to think that a mere three taels of silver is expensive. What happened today?
Li Changqing looked at the paper at this time, and was speechless for a while, he understood how Li Changqing's wealthy family was defeated.

It's really hard to be a painter.

Too much upfront investment!
"Farewell, remembering that soup is cooking on the fire at home!" Li Changqing said goodbye directly, unable to afford it!
Painting is like swallowing gold.

The fat shopkeeper was stunned, and Li Changqing had already disappeared.

But Li Changqing also realized at this time that there were seven or eight markets in the whole town, but he didn't see anyone selling wood carvings or anything like that.

If you do some wood carvings, will there be a market?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that I should try it, at least make money to ensure my own food and clothing, otherwise, will I have to rely on my son to support me for the rest of my life?

Li Changqing couldn't afford to lose face.

Thinking of this, Li Changqing turned around and ran to a blacksmith shop that he passed by before.

To do carving, you must first have a special knife for carving.

(End of this chapter)