In the entire Lingxiao Pavilion, Yang Kai was only acquainted with one person, the dream treasurer in front of him. After all, I have to come to him once a month.
This person Meng Treasurer has a nickname called Meng Pei Pi. Although he is just a small contribution hall treasurer in the Lingxiao Pavilion, what he likes most in his life is to squeeze the contribution value of his disciples.
He was able to sell two bottles of three bottles of blood coagulation and blood stasis ointment, which was originally sold for ten points. The method is also very simple, just pack the amount of two bottles in three bottles. If you like to buy or not, don't buy it!
Of course, Dream Shopkeeper doesn't often do such inauthentic things, only occasionally. Moreover, the target he was targeting was still that kind of wealthy disciple, poor ghosts like Yang Kai, he didn't look down on it.
The contribution value of every disciple of the Lingxiao Pavilion is hard-won, how can he endure such exploitation? So basically every disciple who was scammed by him would sue him to the Presbyterian Church. The treasurer of Meng also received warnings from the Presbyterian Church again and again, but he still went his own way and remained unmoved, but his position as the treasurer was Thunder can't move, no one can replace it.
Because of this, the treasurer of Meng was gritted with hatred by countless Lingxiao Pavilion disciples.
The old man shows no words to anyone, and he has nothing to do with Yang Kai, because once he was staring at a female disciple's ass with great interest and was caught by Yang Kai on the spot.
For the old and disrespectful! What a decent way this was, was caught in a pigtail, and the treasurer Meng consciously got a head short in front of Yang Kai.
It was for this reason that Yang Kai got acquainted with this old man.
The old man was lustful and thick-skinned, he adjusted his complexion in an instant, and looked at Yang Kai squintingly and said, "Old rules?"
"En." Yang Kai nodded honestly.
The treasurer Meng didn't say a word, took out a dozen silver coins from the counter and threw it in front of Yang Kai, then took out the account book and wrote it down.
Yang Kai collected the money and asked, "How much contribution do I have now?"
Meng's shopkeeper rolled his eyes: "You save four points a month to contribute, and spend one point each month in exchange for twelve taels of silver. Only three points are left. Now only a mere twelve point contribution is saved. Why, want to buy a bottle of blood coagulation and stasis ointment. ?"
"No, I'm just asking." Yang Kai waved his hand and murmured, "It's only twelve o'clock."
Such a contribution is not even enough to change a valuable herbal medicine.
The treasurer Meng's expression turned serious, and he said in a low voice, "Little Yang Kai, I know you want the marrow pill to improve your aptitude, but if you save it like this, you have to save it until the year of the monkey?"
"You can always save enough, isn't it?" Yang Kai chuckled lightly.
The treasurer of Meng was speechless, and wanted to save at your speed. When you save enough, the old man will die for a hundred years.
"But Meng Owner, I don't understand something." Yang Kai frowned slightly.
"Speak!" The old man put on a posture that counts you lucky and I am in a good mood today.
"How can such an expensive pill of Xisui Pill appear in the Contribution Hall? And it hasn't been replaced by others?"
"Hey..." Meng's shopkeeper smiled triumphantly: "Because this pill is the old man's own treasure, no one else knows it."
"Ah, is it your own?" Yang Kai was stunned. He always thought that Xiushui Pill was the elixir of Lingxiao Pavilion, but it turned out to be his own. No wonder this old man gave himself a sky-high price.
"Don't be angry, too." The treasurer Meng was content, picked up the teapot on the counter and took a sip, "Although it is my own, it won't be cheaper for you. If you want, you can get enough contribution in exchange for it," The name of the old man's dream peeling is not for nothing."
"I will save enough." Yang Kai nodded.
The treasurer Meng suddenly changed his face, winked at Yang Kai, and said in a low voice, "I heard that you were beaten again yesterday?"
Yang Kai glared at him, then turned and left.
The treasurer of Meng yelled from behind: "Tell the old man, don't go away now."
What is there to say, the old man Meng is obviously gloating.
Before Yang Kai left the Contribution Hall, the old man's expression suddenly became solemn behind him, staring at Yang Kai's back, and said in a deep voice: "Little Yang Kai, go back wherever you come from, Lingxiao Pavilion is not a place you can stay, sooner or later. Will be beaten to death."
Yang Kai stopped for a while, didn't turn around, and sighed in a low voice, "I have nowhere to go."
After all, left the contribution hall.
The old man Meng held the teapot in both hands, and sighed: "Why is it really?"
Washing the marrow pill... Hehe, where would such a heaven-defying baby old man be? It's just making up a lie to give you hope, but I take it seriously without thinking about you.
Yang Kai first went back to the hut and put down the broom before he hurriedly walked outside the Lingxiao Pavilion.
He was going to Wumei Town, ten miles away from Lingxiao Pavilion. Today, he couldn't exchange a little contribution for a dozen silver. Naturally, he had to purchase some grain, which was something Yang Kai would do every month.
Along the way, Yang Kai didn't feel tired for the first time.
Every time I came to Wumei Town before, I was blushing, heartbeat, and panting when I walked down Ten Miles, but today I don’t feel at all, but my body is slightly hot and full of stamina. Yang Kai is confident, and walks a hundred miles on his own. I'm afraid I won't feel tired.
Is it the golden body again? Yang Kai suddenly remembered something. When he was sweeping the floor in the morning, he was hit by an unknown junior. As a result, he was steady, but the strong opponent was knocked to the ground.
I didn't think too much at the time, but looking back on it now, it's obviously a little weird. With my thin body, when is it someone else's turn to be knocked to the ground? I was always knocked out by myself.
The more I think about it, the more excited I am. The change that the golden body brings to me is really not a little bit. This kind of change will be unclear for a while, and only when I gradually grow up in the future can I slowly discover the power of the golden body.
Can't imagine it, Yang Kai only came back to his senses when he walked into Wumei Town.
I looked around and walked along the street on the left. Yang Kai is going to go to a rice shop. The scale of the rice shop is not large. The owner's name is He, but he is a local resident.
Small shops like this abound in Wumei Town, and Wumei Town is also extremely prosperous and lively, because with Wumei Town as the center, in addition to Lingxiao Pavilion within a radius of a hundred miles, there are also Fengyulou and Bloody Battle Gang, two fairly good schools. , There are countless other little gangsters, but these little gangsters are just gangs, and the remnants are brave. They don't have their own territory like the Lingxiao Pavilion and other three sects.
It is precisely because this land and water has nurtured so many warriors that Wumei Town is so lively and prosperous, of course, it cannot be compared with places like Zhongdu.
Zhongdu is the capital of the Han Dynasty!
When he was walking, Yang Kai casually wandered, only to find a few people gathered in the alley on the side. These people sneakily didn't know what they were plotting. One of them was also very alert. After he noticed Yang Kai's gaze, , Immediately stared, extremely fierce and evil.
Yang Kai chuckled and ignored the principle of not offending me or me. What made him a little puzzled was that one of these people looked familiar and seemed to be a disciple of the Lingxiao Pavilion.
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