Rise of Qinglian

Qingyuefang City, Sihai Restaurant. In the backyard, there are a lot of ingredients on the ground, including spiritual grains, spiritual fruits, spiritual fish, and monster meat...

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

Wang Qiuhong is twenty-four years old and is on the fourth floor of Qi Refining. When he was eighteen years old, he was assigned to work at Sihai Restaurant. He started as a waiter and is now the purchasing deacon of Sihai Restaurant, responsible for purchasing ingredients.

"Qiu Hong, I remember Moyu Lingmi is not two pieces of Lingshi per catty? You bought two hundred catties, why is it only 350 Lingshi, which is 30 Lingshi cheaper than before? You can't be Just for the sake of cheapness, buy those black jade rice with questionable quality!"

Wang Qingze frowned and said in a serious tone.

The black jade spiritual rice matures once every three years, and the market price is two spiritual stones per pound. It is suitable for monks at the fourth level of Qi refining and above. The grains of the black jade spiritual rice are relatively small, so it is most suitable for making porridge. Sihai Restaurant serves it every day. Dozens of bowls of Moyun porridge can be sold, and the amount of Moyu Lingmi is relatively large.

"Sanbo, don't you know your nephew? How could your nephew do such a stupid thing? Isn't this a new Linggu store Qiangutang? The new store has opened, and the price of Lingmi is relatively low. I bought two hundred I’ll bring this kilogram of black jade spiritual rice back to you for a look. If you agree, we can take advantage of the price and buy more goods to save some spiritual stones. The amount of black jade spiritual rice is quite large.”

Wang Qiuhong explained.

Wang Qingze stepped forward to check the quality of Moyu Lingmi. After confirming that there was no problem with the quality, he nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Yes, this is how business is done. Seize any business opportunity to earn Lingshi in time and save thirty A piece of spiritual stone is equivalent to saving 30 spiritual stones. You can go to the account to pay for 500 spiritual stones, and go to Qiangu Hall to buy some more black jade spiritual rice."

"Third uncle, I have inquired about it. The shopkeeper of Qiangu Hall, Su Guanghai, is a monk from the Northern Liang Kingdom. He has just arrived in the Wei Kingdom to do business and has not yet established a stable footing. He is in urgent need of big customers like us. My nephew thinks that we can cooperate with him. It should be able to save a fortune in spiritual stones, and at the same time, it will also show other suppliers that they are not the only ones who have the goods. We can change suppliers at any time, and by dealing with many parties, we can make profits from it."

Wang Qiuhong suggested.

Wang Qingze showed approval and said with a smile: "Yes, at such a young age, you have such knowledge, which is a piece of business material. To tell you the truth, Su Guanghai invited me to meet a few days ago, probably to discuss cooperation. I deliberately left him alone for a few days, and he just sent me a message, making an appointment to meet at Ziyueju at midnight tonight, and then you can come with me to see more and learn more."

"Yes, Third Uncle."

"Dad, I'm hungry. Is there anything good to eat?"

A loud voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this, Wang Qingze frowned slightly.

Not long after, a paunchy young man in brocade clothes walked in.

The young man in brocade had a round face and a bulging belly that seemed ready to burst his clothes at any time. The fat on his face squeezed his eyes into a thin line. After walking a few steps, sweat broke out on his face.

Wang Qiuxin, the son of Wang Qingze, is a fourth-level Qi Refiner and a first-level mid-level weapon refiner.

Among Wang Changxing's grandchildren, the most promising one is Wang Qiuxin, who knows a lot of skills. The only drawback is that Wang Qiuxin especially likes delicious 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 use it sparingly and don't spend it all so quickly."

Wang Qingze also has a son and a daughter, but they have average qualifications and do not know any skills. Wang Qiuxin is his most outstanding son. Wang Qingze responds to Wang Qiuxin's requests. The couple spends most of their monthly salary on Wang Qiuxin, hoping that Wang Qiuxin can Go further on the fairy road.

"Hey, thank you, dad. Seventh brother, you are here too. Just in time, let's go have a drink."

Wang Qiuxin said, walked into the kitchen, took two steamed buns, and finished them in a few moments.

Wang Qiuhong looked at Wang Qingze. Wang Qingze waved his hand and said: "Go! Go back quickly. Qiuhong, help me watch him. Don't let him get drunk, or he will talk nonsense again. Qiu Xin, as a father's warning You, if you dare to do something stupid again, Uncle Jiu will forgive you, but my father will not forgive you either."

Wang Qiuxin likes to drink spiritual wine. Last time he drank too much and teased a female monk. Although he was drunk, Wang Qiuxin was scolded by Wang Qingze, who gave Wang Qiuxin twenty lashes with a python whip and was imprisoned for three months.

Wang Changsheng learned from the failures of other immortal cultivating families and established clan rules. Clan members were not allowed to take the initiative to kill people to seize treasures, and were not allowed to bully men and dominate women. Violators would be severely punished.

"I know, Dad, I promise I won't do anything wrong again."

Wang Qiuxin agreed and took Wang Qiuhong out.

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In Qinglian Villa, in a courtyard planted with some green spiritual bamboos, Wang Qingzhi's family of four were having dinner.

Wang Qiuhong was assigned to go out to work, while Wang Qiushuang stayed in the clan and followed Wang Qingzhi and his wife to breed spiritual fish and clams. Wang Qiuming had been practicing hard in the clan and rarely showed up.

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

She kept picking up vegetables for Wang Qiuming and told him to eat more.

The family was talking and laughing and was very warm. Wang Qiu Shuang was introverted and seldom spoke.

After dinner, Wang Qiu Shuang took the initiative to wash the dishes and chopsticks.

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

Wang Qiuming said sternly, it was not a sudden idea, but he had already planned it. After the age of eighteen, the clan members would be sent out to do work. Wang Qiuming could stay in the clan to practice. Firstly, his cultivation speed was faster and he was worthy of the family's focus on training. Secondly, he is Wang Changsheng’s grandson.

Wang Qiuming has a clear plan for his future. It is difficult to advance to a higher level by blindly practicing hard. He is not interested in farming or working as a waiter. He prefers to travel to the ends of the world with his sword like Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan is the first person of the Qing generation. When educating their younger generations, many elders will regard Wang Qingshan as a role model and let the younger generations learn from Wang Qingshan.

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

"How young are you? Hunting monsters is very dangerous. Over the years, no less than thirty people have died at the hands of monsters, and more than a dozen have been seriously injured. It's better to ask your father to find a safer job for you. If not, go to Sihai Restaurant and follow your brother to buy ingredients."

Qi Shanshan said a little worried.

"The journey of cultivating immortals is to compete with the sky. The boy has already decided to hunt monsters with Uncle Eighteen and the others. The boy has practiced many spells to great perfection, and also has a set of spiritual weapons, and Uncle Eighteen is watching. , there won’t be much danger, I’m not interested in purchasing, I usually take Bigu Pill, but I’m not interested in purchasing ingredients, mother, don’t worry!”

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

Wang Qingzhi pondered for a while and then asked: "Have you thought about it, do you really want to hunt monster beasts with Uncle Eighteen? Even if you are prepared, hunting monster beasts is still very dangerous."

"My child has thought it through. Please let your parents do it."

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

Qi Shanshan quit. She was reluctant to let her precious son take risks and said: "Husband, Qiu Ming is still young, you can't..."

"Okay, my son is older. He is already twenty years old. It is time for him to go out and practice. Now that you have thought about it, go ahead! Bring these two second-level Hundred Sword Talisman, which your grandma personally refined. "

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