From a carp to a dragon god

Chapter 15: Aoki Akira

The warmth of the sun and the cold of the moon can take its toll on human life, and few people in the world can withstand it. Even the greatest hero cannot withstand the aging of a beauty or the graying of a general's hair.

Lao Moji first practiced martial arts as a Taoist soldier, but was eliminated due to his limited qualifications. Later, he changed to learn the ninth-grade immortality method, but was stuck in the late ninth grade and could not break through.

The chief steward of the North Quarter in front of him, who had formed a bond with the God of Wealth to cultivate the method of making money, was stuck at the late eighth level, and was struggling to survive as if he was counting rice to survive.

Even if I see a glimmer of hope, I can't control myself at all. I am too eager, as if I am an eighty-year-old bachelor getting married. Even if I am about to have sex, I still want to have sex.

There are also unexpected situations regarding the wood at the moment. The material yard does not have much inventory, which is indeed unpredictable.

"How could there be no inventory? Beifang transports wood every year. After so many years, there's no way there's only this much inventory.

Did you sell it secretly? You shouldn't have, who would buy this kind of wood?"

When Yu's father looked at the inventory of the material factory, he was also dumbfounded. He really didn't expect that there were only so many goods, and he didn't know if they were enough for this sale.

Xia Jueming wished he could find a hole to crawl into. He was too embarrassed to face anyone. When he found out that he had sold the wood, he regretted it so much.

"Well... we had too much wood before and nowhere to put it. If we were to make furniture, doors and windows for the blessed land, we wouldn't have to use much.

Later, I bought a green bullock and helped clean the warehouse. I was so stupid, so stupid, why didn't I think I could sell it for money."

When Xia Jueming talked about his regrets, he started to cry at the top of his voice. Who would want to die when he could live? Seeing that a little hope of improvement was about to be shattered, how could he not be anxious?

"Stop howling. Where's the cow? Let's bring it over. Now that the trade route has been opened, trade with the East China Sea will naturally be continuous.

It's useless to regret now. You should hurry up and prepare for the future. Time is so tight now and things haven't been sorted out yet.

If you don't hurry up and help, crying and making a fuss will not help."

Yu's father was really fed up with it. Xia Cassiae was simply a crybaby. He would cry loudly when touched and was not cheerful at all.

Yu Shuyang was also speechless watching from the side. He really didn't expect that the iron-willed General Jinqian, Xia Wushou's grandson, would be such a person.

"There shouldn't be any obstacles in forming a bond with the God of Wealth. It's said that money can make things happen, so this breakthrough shouldn't be a piece of cake, right?

The chief steward of Beifang is a crybaby. How can this be so abnormal? As the saying goes, if something is abnormal, there must be something fishy.

I think we should be careful later on. Merchants are driven by profit, let alone money-grubbing people who practice the Way of the God of Wealth."

Yu Shuyang took advantage of Xia Jueming's absence to talk to Yu's father about it. He always felt that the other party was acting and it was too exaggerated.

"My son, this is a good point. He is very cautious, but it is not necessary.

We are doing business with our own people now, so we don't need to negotiate the price of Ximu. We just need to prepare the goods.

This is a win-win situation. The wood that was once useless and could only be used to feed cattle can now be sold for money, and no matter how much, it is a profit."

Yu's father was not confused. He was only thinking about Zhu Sanniang, or calculating how much money Xiyu Fudi could make. He cared more about making the deal happen.

Moreover, it was no secret that Xia Jueming had been unable to break through for a long time. He had known about this for a long time, and it was simply because he lacked the resources for cultivation.

If you want to practice the method of making money through the way of the God of Wealth, don’t even think about it if you can’t go out and do business and make a lot of money. This is how practice works. No matter how smart you are, you have to do it obediently.

Soon Xia Jueming brought a green-skinned bull with flat horns. It was obvious that the bull was still a calf, its skeleton had not yet fully grown, and it walked slowly and timidly, looking like a timid person.

"Look at how we're raising them, whether they're strong and healthy. Look at the meat and the horns. They were all bought with money."

Xia Jueming pinched the blue ox while introducing it. He used to raise it as a spiritual pet. It was not allowed to do anything else except eating wood every day. "It's okay, so give it to me. You won't be able to raise it in the future anyway.

I tell you, if you prepare the materials well and get all the wood ready, it will take ten days at the fastest and a month or two at the slowest.

When the time comes, I'll let Jiuchun bring his cousin along, and that's it."

As Yu's father was speaking, he went to lead the cow. His movements were very natural, as if he had just bought it. Xia Cassiae was like the owner who was selling the cow, reluctant to part with it.

"My cow, you are not only evil-hearted, but also evil-handed. I have to help your family with business and I have to give you a cow.

Don't leave yet, we haven't discussed the price yet, don't you want to talk about the money?"

Xia Jueming finally loosened the cow's nose rope and started asking about the money. He couldn't lose the cow before he had negotiated the money, otherwise he would suffer a huge loss.

"I don't want the cow for nothing. There's also fish scale armor to sell at the hardware counter in the back. We can start this business in the future.

It will only get better and better. You will have the resources for cultivation. Why worry about not being able to break through to the seventh level? It will happen sooner or later.

I can’t decide how much money to give you, so wait until my nephew comes. From now on, it’s all the children’s business, and I won’t worry about it anymore.”

Yu's father led the cow away without even looking back. He could tell at a glance that this Banjiao Qingmujian was extraordinary.

It makes sense that Xia Jueming is not good at business. He doesn't know the value of things at all. This cow's horn clearly has the bloodline of a "Si".

You should know that the Si beast is a black bull with a single horn on its forehead. It is an auspicious beast that represents prosperity in the world, comparable to the Qilin and the Phoenix.

The Si clan had escaped catastrophe and ascended to heaven in ancient times. This flat-horned Qingmujian was obviously a return to his ancestral bloodline, just like the Xiyu Immortal's return to his ancestral Wenli bloodline.

Yu Shuyang was a little stunned. What kind of person is this? He usually does things in a ridiculous and unreasonable way, so why is he doing such a cheating thing today?

"Manager Xia, I'm sorry. This old man is not usually so out of tune. I don't know what's wrong with him today."

"Nephew, don't worry about it. It's just a green bull. Even if it's a spirit bull, it's worth it. They are all external things.

Compared with the merits of spiritual practice, they are all insignificant. You have seen it today, so you must take it as a warning.

Everything should be centered around cultivation. It's not easy to turn back when you're near the gates of hell."

Although Xia Jueming lost his cow, he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he used himself as an example to warn Yu Shuyang.

"Manager Xia is right. When my cousin comes in a few days, I will bring him to see you. I won't bother you any more."

Yu Shuyang didn't know what to say. He felt very embarrassed. This guy was too honest and simple. It felt like he was being sold and still said thank you.

"Don't be so polite. Why call me steward? I'm about the same age as your father. I'm older than you, so you can just call me uncle from now on.

We will have to deal with each other frequently in the future, and it will be very strange for the manager to come and go."

"Uncle Xia, I'm going back now."

I just thought he was honest and simple-minded, but he was trying to make up for it on the grounds of seniority. Yu Shuyang couldn't help but feel resentful in his heart, thinking that none of them were good people.

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(End of this chapter)