Longevity, Invincible From Taking Concubines.

Jiang Chuan didn't waste any words.

He had quite a bit of Xuanjing.

With so many secondary professions under his belt, he could easily make a fortune with any one of them.

"Sister-in-law, out of these 20,000 Xuanjing, 10,000 will go towards paying off her debt, 5,000 will be the betrothal gift, and the remaining 5,000 will be your hard-earned fee."

"Of course, if she refuses, it's no problem. We can just find someone else."

Wang's wife gave him a disdainful look.

"Why are you being so polite to your sister-in-law? And do you think 5,000 Xuanjing is pocket change?"

"Even if it were a wealthy family, they wouldn't spend this much on a bride."

"Besides, you've already paid off her 10,000 Xuanjing debt and taken her as a concubine."

As she spoke, she took out 1,000 Xuanjing from the middle.

"You can take back the 9,000. The remaining 500 will be the betrothal gift. The 500 Xuanjing for my labor fee is already enough."

"Of course, Jiang Ge, if you're willing to pay in flesh, I'd be even happier."

Jiang Chuan's old legs trembled on the green brick ground, almost falling into the river.

This girl, she really...

Old Wang, who seemed unreliable, gave him a sidelong glance.

That look seemed to say, look at your abilities, you can't even handle your own wife, no wonder your family status is so low.

Old Wang pretended not to see.

It's not his fault either.

He's already so old.

Speaking of which, you're an old man too, how come you're still so strong in battle?

"Alright, girl, I'll go tell you about this matter. Wait for it, I'll give you good news tomorrow."

As he spoke, he hurriedly got up and was about to leave.

Old Wang, seeing this, became anxious.

"Wife, what about my dinner?"

Wang's wife turned her head and glared at him, saying unkindly, "Hmph, can't you go out to eat by yourself? The seductive vixen across the street has been thinking about you all this time."

Saying that, she left without looking back.

Old Wang's eyelid twitched.

Can he be blamed for this?

The tofu beauty across the street clearly has her eyes on this Jiang guy, what does it have to do with him?

Didn't he see that every time he went to eat noodles, she would give him extra ingredients?

He glared at this hateful old man.

We're all old men, why is your charm greater than mine?

Jiang Chuan decisively chose to ignore it.

He picked up his fishing gear and walked towards his own small courtyard across the road.

Old Wang, seeing his posture, couldn't help but be surprised.

He looked at the sky.

"Why, are you closing up shop so early today? How many fish did you catch?"

Jiang Chuan glanced at his empty basket, his face full of mockery.

"That's still better than you, who didn't catch anything at all."

Old Wang's eyes widened, looking at his own harvest, suddenly losing confidence.

"You scoundrel, just you wait. Soon you'll feel what it's like to have the desire but lack the ability."

Jiang Chuan didn't even have the interest to look at him more.

Just a chicken, nothing special.

He, on the other hand, was an old man with a blue pill.

He could still surpass him in this matter.

Returning home, he gently pushed open the double wooden doors of the log-colored house from the outside.

Following closely behind was the familiar creaking sound.

He had bought this house for 1,000 Xuanjing.

The deed was permanent.

The total area was 200 square meters, with a double-story wooden tile house arranged in a T-shape.

The kitchen was on the left, the main hall in the middle, and two bedrooms on the right, one above the other.

The quality of the wooden structure house was very good.

The mortise and tenon structure was both earthquake-resistant and stable.

Of course, this also had something to do with the fact that it was only a double-story structure.

He had kept his yard relatively clean.

There were very few weeds.

He had planted some vegetables in the yard, so he could pick some whenever he wanted to eat.

These vegetables would always have some bugs on their leaves.

But the taste of the vegetables was very good.

That kind of pure, natural green food, combined with his secondary profession as a Fourth Grade chef, was much better than an ordinary person.

He didn't put much effort into his culinary skills.

It was enough to be able to cook for himself.

Putting down his fishing gear, he looked at the slightly dry soil.

It hadn't been watered for five days.

He took out something similar to a feng shui compass from the corner.

Adjusting several directions slightly, he casually formed several handprints in the air, chanting some words.

At dusk, dark clouds gradually appeared in the sky, and soon blue lightning flickered in the clouds.

Astrologer, a type of secondary profession.

Very few people can master this secondary profession.

This secondary profession can change the weather in a certain area.

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The specific range and intensity will produce different effects based on the astrologer's grade.

In the Great Xia Empire, the treatment of a third-grade astrologer is comparable to that of a sixth-grade official.

A ninth-grade astrologer can reach the level of a national teacher.

Even if they meet the prime minister, they still have to show respect.

Although they do not have administrative power.

But if they offend an astrologer, the consequences can even shake the foundation of the empire.

Especially these apex-level astrologers.

Their significance is extraordinary, whether it is on the battlefield or in agriculture.

Once these people want to cause destruction, no one even knows who did it.

This is the truly terrifying aspect of astrologers.

And in a small place like Gusu County, who would have thought that there would be a ninth-grade astrologer here.

If the Great Xia royal family knew about it, they would have to send out a hundred thousand troops to invite him to join.

Old Wang, who was fishing by the river, saw lightning in the sky and his face changed drastically.

"Damn, even this kind of weather can rain."

After looking at the empty basket, he decisively chose to retreat.

He didn't want to end up soaking wet.

At his age, if he caught a cold or something, it might even send him off.

He hurriedly returned to the small courtyard across the road.

He lived next to Jiangchuan, and by sitting on a small stool against the two-meter earthen wall, he could see the situation across the street.

Wang's wife had peeked at someone bathing next door more than once.

She was very familiar with Jiangchuan's body.

Compared to that, Old Wang's body was much worse.

She couldn't understand why, even though they were both old men, there was such a big difference.

Jiangchuan returned to the house and took out the Martial Emperor pill given by the system and threw it directly into his mouth.

Fake medicine? Impossible.

If it's from the system, if there were fakes, it would be better to just bury oneself.

The pill melted in his mouth and instantly turned into a violent energy, drilling into his limbs and bones.

Before passing out, the only two words in his mind were:

Fuck!

Lin Yuxi is 21 years old this year.

In this era, girls can get married at the age of 12, and by thirteen or fourteen, they are already mothers.

As a 21-year-old unmarried woman, she is already considered an old leftover woman.

But this is not something she can control.

When she was young, her family conditions were very good.

Her father, who loved her, was a small business owner.

Both of her mothers treated her and her younger brother very well.

Everyone was happy and their lives were very happy.

No one around them didn't envy their family.

But as her father was deceived by his opponent.

Their small wealthy family collapsed almost overnight.

Her second mother took away all the family's assets and eloped with someone, abandoning her children overnight.

The family was left with debts of tens of thousands of Xuanjing, and her father disappeared, not knowing where he went.

Unable to bear such pressure, her mother chose to commit suicide and end her own life.

The debt eventually fell on her and her younger brother.

Over the years, she went from being a happy rich girl to the lowest level of society.

Most of the money she earned with her own hands was used to repay the debt, and she also had to support her idle brother.

She had a gentle personality and a beautiful appearance.

There were many suitors who came to propose.

But after hearing about the tens of thousands of Xuanjing debt she carried, they all disappeared.

After all, such a huge debt, for ordinary people, even if they didn't eat or drink for a lifetime, they probably couldn't earn it.

There were also people who advised her to enter the brothel.

With her looks, ten thousand Xuanjing was not a big deal.

But she didn't choose that path.

Today, she finished her work in the cloth shop as usual and was about to go out to help people wash clothes and earn money.

Those fair hands, after years of hard work, had developed many calluses.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful woman would have such rough hands.

After tidying up her clothes a bit, she just opened the simple thatched hut when a middle-aged woman with a smile on her face walked in.

Her expression froze, and she looked at the matchmaker with a puzzled gaze.

She used to encounter her often.

Half of the people who came to propose were introduced by her.

But she hadn't come for a long time.

Why did she appear today?

She had made it clear before.

The requirements she put forward were impossible for anyone to accept.