He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

Upon hearing this, the noodles Yang Guang was about to swallow got stuck in his throat.

His eyes widened suddenly, almost popping out of their sockets.

He pounded his chest twice before finally managing to swallow the noodles.

Yang Guang cursed into his phone, "What the hell?!"

Have you no shame?!

"I worked myself to the bone all night, and I'm starving this morning."

"I need to mentally prepare myself for ages just to eat a three-ounce bowl of noodles with a fried egg!"

"You've got a dog with you, and you're asking me for food money first thing in the morning?"

"Are you going to eat out again?"

Yang Guang was furious!

Is there no justice in this world?!

Chu Sheng is a well-known glutton; he can eat the equivalent of three adults in one meal.

And that stupid dog, Er Lengzi!

That wasn't an ordinary dog ​​at all; that thing's appetite was simply bottomless!

If these two really go out to eat, they'll probably spend several hundred yuan on one meal.

Several hundred yuan!

How many fried eggs would I have to eat to make up for it!

Yang Guang snorted coldly, annoyed, and refused without hesitation: "I have no money!"

"Didn't we just eat that last night?"

Have you ever heard of "one big meal lasting three days"?

"Listen to me, don't eat anymore. Consider today a diet!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Sheng on the other end of the phone immediately began to wail like a pig being slaughtered.

"No, Guang-ge!"

"This isn't how you lose weight! I'm still growing, and I get hungry if I skip a meal!"

"We'll see."

"What I ate last night has long been digested."

"Brother Guang, can you bear to watch your most loyal brother starve to death on the streets?"

Not only that.

Yang Guang even clearly heard a dog barking through the phone receiver.

"Awooo..."

"Woof woof woof!"

Er Lengzi's stupid dog howled particularly pitifully, sounding not only very unconvinced, but also carrying a hint of grievance and accusation.

It's as if it's saying, "You skinflint, you don't even feed the dog!"

"Get lost!"

Yang Guang gritted his teeth in anger: "Growing up?"

"You're practically growing sideways like a wild boar, and you're still growing taller!"

"And that stupid dog, what's with all that barking?"

"If it calls back again tonight, I'll stew it and make dog meat hot pot!"

Chu Sheng continued to pester him relentlessly: "Brother Guang, it's really no use, Er Lengzi is so hungry he's even gnawing on a table leg."

"You don't want to ruin all of someone's furniture, do you?"

"Just transfer a thousand or eight hundred yuan, and I'll take it out for a nice meal."

"One thousand eight hundred?"

Yang Guang felt a splitting headache instantly: "Why don't you just rob a bank?!"

"Are you two planning to eat a Manchu Han Imperial Feast?"

"Fifty dollars at most!"

"Take it or leave it!"

Chu Sheng objected: "Fifty yuan?"

"Brother Guang, are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?"

"With prices so high these days, fifty dollars isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap."

"Er Lengzi said it wants to eat ribs!"

"At least five hundred!"

Yang Guang gritted his teeth: "One hundred!"

"No more!"

"Eat pork ribs with farts!"

"Buy two bags of big white steamed buns, and give it a packet of pickled vegetables. One for you and one for the dog, and it'll be full!"

Chu Sheng bargained: "Four hundred!"

"I have to give that simpleton some extra meat!"

"Fuck!"

"I haven't even had a taste of sausage yet!"

The two engaged in a fierce tug-of-war over a few hundred yuan for food expenses on the phone.

Finally, Yang Guang listened to Er Lengzi's increasingly faint sobs on the other end of the phone, and rubbed his temples with heartache.

no way.

You have to feed your own pigs and dogs, even if it's with tears in your eyes.

He gritted his teeth, as if he had made one of the most difficult decisions of his life.

"three hundred!"

"Three hundred, not a penny more!"

"You better save your money! Don't eat out, just grab a bite at a Shaxian snack shop!"

"If you dare ask for more, I'll go back right now and hang both of you from the crooked tree in the yard and beat you!"

Upon hearing that he had received three hundred yuan, Chu Sheng immediately decided to take the money while he was ahead.

His attitude did a complete 180-degree turn, and he chuckled, "Alright, Brother Guang!"

"Brother Guang is so generous!"

"Long live Brother Guang!"

"Hey, you simpleton, hurry up and say thank you to Brother Guang!"

"Woof!"

The call was immediately disconnected.

Yang Guang looked at the WeChat notification that 300 yuan had been transferred to his phone screen and felt like a deflated balloon.

He slumped on the plastic stool, utterly despondent.

My three hundred yuan!

That's a whopping three hundred silver dollars!

Yang Guang turned his head and stared blankly at the bowl of noodles on the table, which had originally looked and smelled delicious.

And then there was the second golden fried egg, which I hadn't even had a chance to take a bite of yet.

As a result, what was originally a delightful meal has now become unappealing.

"What a tragedy."

Yang Guang, on the verge of tears, picked up his chopsticks and poked at the fried egg.

"What couldn't you do with three hundred yuan?"

"How many fried eggs is that enough for me?"

He channeled his grief and anger into his appetite, stuffing the remaining noodles into his mouth in large mouthfuls.

But no matter how I chewed it, the noodles just didn't taste good anymore.

It felt as if what they were eating wasn't noodles, but piles of silver.

After finishing his noodles, Yang Guang paid the bill, dragging his heavy steps like an unlucky guy who had just had his wallet stolen.

With his hands tucked into the pockets of his faded sweatpants, he exuded an aura of resentment that kept strangers at bay.

They walked slowly toward the detached courtyard in the old town of Fengdu.

"Go home and catch up on sleep."

"Even the biggest problems can wait until I'm fully awake."

"If I don't get any good work tonight, I'll sell that bastard Chu Sheng to a black coal mine to dig coal and fill holes!"

Back to the independent courtyard in the old city of Fengdu.

Yang Guang pushed open the dilapidated wooden door.

As soon as they entered, they immediately bolted the door shut from the inside.

He didn't even bother to sit in the armchair, and went straight into his bedroom.

Lock the door from the inside.

Draw the curtains.

The entire movement was fluid and skillful, so much so that it was heartbreaking.

After taking these anti-theft measures, Yang Guang carefully took all the items out of the faded sweatpants pocket.

He has neatly arranged all of last night's gains on the table.

Yang Guang stared at these things that exuded a sinister aura, his mouth practically stretched to the back of his head in a wide grin.

"Let's get to work!"

"My savings for getting married depend entirely on you guys!"

Yang Guang rubbed his hands together, then began refining the materials with his right hand fingers pointing like a sword.

The originally sinister ghost teeth and ghost tears began to rapidly fuse and remove impurities under the refinement of Taoist qi.

soon.

All the materials on the table were gone.

Instead, there were dozens of round, full beads that emitted a faint, ethereal glow.

Yang Guang couldn't wait to pull out a dusty jade bottle from under the bed and start filling it with the ghost pearls one by one.

While pretending, he was counting money like a miser.

Yang Guang trembled as he finished counting the last number.

His eyes were wide open, bigger than a bull's, and his breathing was as rapid as that of an asthmatic person who had just run five kilometers.

"Sent..."

"I've struck it rich!"