Top of Qinglian

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Qingyuefang City, Sihai Restaurant. In the backyard, there are a lot of ingredients on the ground, spirit valley, spirit fruit, spirit fish, monster meat...

Wang Qingze held an account book and looked at it carefully. Wang Qiuhong stood aside with a respectful expression.

Wang Qiuhong is 24 years old this year and has the fourth floor of Qi refining. At the age of 18, he was assigned to work at the Sihai Restaurant. He started from running the hall and is now the purchasing deacon of the Sihai Restaurant, responsible for purchasing ingredients.

"Qiuhong, I remember that Moyu Lingmi is not two spiritual stones a pound? You bought 200 catties, why only 350 Lingshi, 30 Lingshi cheaper than before, wouldn't you be? Coveted for cheap, buy those Moyu Lingmi with questionable quality!"

Wang Qingze frowned and said in a serious tone.

Moyu Lingmi is cooked once every three years, and the market price is two spirit stones per kilogram. It is suitable for monks who are above the fourth level of Qi refining. The particles of Moyu Lingmi are relatively small, which is the most suitable for cooking porridge. It can sell dozens of bowls of Moyun porridge, and the amount of Moyuling rice is relatively large.

"Sanbo, don't you know about your nephew? How could your nephew do such a stupid thing? Isn't this a new Linggu shop, Qiangutang? The new shop opened, and the price of Lingmi is relatively low. I bought two hundred Jin Moyu Lingmi, take it back and show it to you, if you agree, let’s take advantage of the cheapness and buy more goods to save some spiritual stones, the amount of Moyu Lingmi is still relatively large.”

Wang Qiuhong explained.

Wang Qingze stepped forward to check the quality of Moyu Lingmi, and after confirming that there was no problem with the quality, he nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Yes, that's what business is all about, seize any opportunity to earn Lingshi in time and save thirty A piece of spirit stone is equivalent to saving 30 spirit stones, you go to the account to pay 500 spirit stones, and go to Qiangutang to buy some more ink jade spirit rice."

"Uncle San, I have inquired about it. Su Guanghai, the shopkeeper of Qiangutang, is a monk from Beiliang Kingdom. He has just come to Wei Kingdom to do business, and his foothold is not stable. He urgently needs a big client like us. My nephew thinks that we can cooperate with him. It should be able to save a fortune stone, and at the same time, it is also for other suppliers to see, it is not only them who have the goods, we can change suppliers at any time, and we can make profits from it by dealing with many parties."

Wang Qiuhong suggested.

Wang Qingze showed a look of approval and smiled: "Yes, you are young, you have this insight, it is a piece of business material, to tell you the truth, Su Guanghai invited me to meet a few days ago, I guess he wants to discuss cooperation. I deliberately let him hang on for a few days, he just sent me a letter and made an appointment to meet at Ziyueju tonight at Youshi, then you can go with me, see and learn more."

"Yes, Uncle San."

"Dad, I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

A loud voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this, Wang Qingze frowned slightly.

Not long after, a potbellied young man in brocade walked in.

The young man in brocade clothes has a round face, and his bulging belly seems to be able to burst his clothes at any time.

Wang Qiuxin, the son of Wang Qingze, is a fourth-level qi refining master and a first-level mid-grade weapon refiner.

Among Wang Changxing's grandsons, the most promising is Wang Qiuxin, who knows his skills. The fly in the ointment is that Wang Qiuxin especially likes food and is very fat.

Wang Qingze took out a heavy storage bag, threw it to Wang Qiuxin, and said, "This is my salary for this month, you can save a little bit, don't spend it so quickly."

Wang Qingze also has a son and a daughter, but his aptitude is average and he doesn't know his skills. Wang Qiuxin is his best son. Wang Qingze's demands on Wang Qiuxin are responsive. Most of the husband and wife's monthly salary is spent on Wang Qiuxin. Go farther in Xiantu.

"Hey, thank you dad, you are here, seventh brother, just in time, let's go have a drink."

Wang Qiuxin said, walked into the kitchen, took two steamed buns, and finished them in three or two.

Wang Qiuhong looked at Wang Qingze, Wang Qingze waved his hand, and said: "Go! Go and come back quickly, Qiuhong, you help me watch him, don't let him get drunk, and he is talking nonsense again, Qiu Xin, warn my father. You, if you dare to do stupid things again, the ninth uncle will spare you, and the father will not spare you."

Wang Qiuxin likes to drink spirit wine. Last time, he drank too much and teased a female monk. Although he was drunk, Wang Qiuxin was scolded by Wang Qingze, beat Wang Qiuxin twenty times with the python whip, and was locked up for three months.

Wang Changsheng learned the lessons of the failure of other immortal clans, and established clan rules. The clan members were not allowed to take the initiative to kill people and seize treasures, and they were not allowed to bully men and women. Violators were severely punished.

"Got it, Dad, I promise I won't mess up again."

Wang Qiuxin agreed and took Wang Qiuhong out.

Qinglian Villa, a courtyard with some green bamboos, Wang Qingzhi's family of four are having dinner.

Wang Qiuhong was assigned to go out to work, Wang Qiushuang stayed in the clan, and followed Wang Qingzhi and his wife to breed mussels.

Qi Shanshan has not seen Wang Qiuming for more than half a year. Wang Qiuming takes Bigu Pill and practices in the room all the year round, and rarely shows up.

She kept adding vegetables to Wang Qiuming and told Wang Qiuming to eat more.

The family talked and laughed, very warm, Wang Qiushuang was introverted and rarely spoke.

After dinner, Wang Qiushuang took the initiative to wash the tableware and chopsticks.

"Father, mother, I want to go hunting monsters with Uncle Eighteen and the others. The boy has encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation and wants to go out and practice for a while."

Wang Qiuming said sternly, he did not have a whim, but had a plan. After the age of eighteen, the clan will be sent out to work. Wang Qiuming can stay in the clan to cultivate. First, the cultivation speed is fast, and it is worthy of the family's focus on training. Second, he is the grandson of Wang Changsheng.

Wang Qiuming has a clear plan for his future. It is difficult to advance to a higher realm by blindly practicing asceticism. He has no interest in farming or being a junior in a store. He prefers to be like Wang Qingshan and walk the world with swords.

Wang Qingshan is the first person in the Qingzi generation. When many elders educate younger generations, they take Wang Qingshan as an example and let younger generations learn from Wang Qingshan.

As for Wang Changsheng, it was too far away from them.

"How old are you, hunting monsters is very dangerous. Over the years, there have been no less than 30 people who have died at the hands of monsters, and more than a dozen people have been seriously injured. It is better to ask your father to find you a safer job. If not, go to the Four Seas Restaurant and follow your elder brother to buy ingredients."

Qi Shanshan said a little worriedly.

"Cultivation of immortals is all about fighting for life with the heavens. The boy has already decided~www.readwn.com~ to hunt monsters with Uncle Shiba and the others. The boy has cultivated many spells to the Great Perfection, as well as a complete set of spiritual tools, plus Uncle Shang Shiba looks at it, there won't be much danger, I have no interest in purchasing, I usually take bigu pills, but I have no interest in purchasing ingredients, mother, you can rest assured!"

Wang Qiuming said in a deep voice, his eyes full of determination.

Wang Qingzhi pondered for a while and asked, "Have you thought about it, do you really want to go with Uncle Eighteen to hunt monsters? Even if you make preparations, hunting monsters is still very dangerous."

"The child has already figured it out, please let your parents do it."

Wang Qiuming nodded seriously, stood up, and bowed to Wang Qingzhi and Qi Shanshan.

Qi Shanshan quit, she couldn't bear to take risks with her precious son, and said, "Husband, Qiu Ming is still young, you can't..."

"Okay, my son is old, he is twenty years old, and it's time to go out and practice. Since you've made up your mind, then go! Bring these two second-order Hundred Sword Talismans, which are made by your grandma. "

As Wang Qingzhi said that, he took out two Hundred Sword Talismans and handed them to Wang Qiuming.