The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher

Huh...wu...

One day passed in the blink of an eye.

It was dark in the dormitory hall.

The roar of the wind blew through the dormitory walls and roof.

The foxes gathered in circles, drinking, bragging and chatting happily!

And Bai Mo was sitting on the bed in the center of the dormitory hall, holding a glass of cherry fennel, mint, coriander and orange peel Huadiao wine. He took a sip and felt the smell. He was a little moved... After drinking for so long, the apprentices finally came out. A glass of wine is more or less a decent drink. This is not easy!

While he was drinking, he held a meeting with the apprentices from the exchange's maintenance department who were gathered around him.

“...Our exchange maintenance department still has a very heavy task.

“In fact, there isn’t much left in the trading part of the business.

“Unless you encounter something you particularly like, you can exchange it for leftovers, snacks, fruits, and the like.

“Currently, the exchange has become a facility similar to an earth temple.

"You need to maintain the Earth Temple, and you also need to go outside the temple occasionally to patrol and inspect to see if anything unusual happens.

“Of course, the most important thing is to dress handsomely, put on armor and robes, and go out to show off.

“The work of this appearance may be a bit tedious and boring.

“But it’s necessary!

“We need to give people confidence!

“If they can see you often, their mood will not be depressed and their confidence will not shrink.

"This... everyone should show up more, show up more..."

While saying this, Bai Mo reached out and touched Bai Er's head and Circle Hu's shoulders.

But I saw all the disciples holding their heads high and proud.

It doesn't seem like it's hard.

In fact, they get excited!

What Master said, isn't this just pretending?

Wearing armor and robes and going around pretending to be bad?

How can you get tired by pretending to beep?

Foxes like to beep!

…

Bright sunshine shines through the window sill.

Blah blah blah...

It was the fox's apprentice, Yamimifan, squatting on the desk and helping his master make a pot of tea.

It's business as usual in the office.

Fang Xiaoyu was still busy writing official documents.

Wu Qingyun was still immersed in doing the questions that seemed to be endless.

Bai Mo held the tablet and continued to write and draw.

Write a paragraph, and then "swipe, brush, brush" to erase everything on the screen.

"It's wrong...it's wrong..."

Bai Mo has been deducing this so-called legendary blessing for a long time.

It seems that you can get some clues, but no matter what clue you start from, as long as you dig a little deeper, you will find fallacies that cannot be solved at all.

"It's so weird...it's so weird..."

He frowned, squinted his eyes, and looked towards Fox Mountain and the Fish-legs, wanting to see how the Fish-legs were blessed by legend!

…

"That's it?

"Just these two radishes and one cabbage?

"Just distribute these dishes?"

In a luxurious villa community.

A group of people line up to receive a wartime distribution of vegetables.

Mr. Chong was wearing sunglasses, holding the newly assigned radish in his left hand, and the newly assigned cabbage in his right hand. Looking at this "clean and white", his face was full of doubts about life.

"This... the average price of a house in our community is 12 million, and this is what we are given?

"Am I worthy of eating only turnips and greens?

"You know I'm born in the year of the Rabbit?"

The staff who came to make the assignment looked impatient.

"It doesn't matter if your house is worth 12 million or 21 million in the current wartime situation!

“Your community occupies a large area, but only a few hundred people live there.

"For just a few hundred of you, we have to waste our manpower and material resources to deliver supplies. The social resources consumed by a few hundred of you are basically the same as those of a community with tens of thousands of people.

"You should be ashamed instead of talking nonsense here, do you understand?"

Master Chong looked embarrassed.

"Okay, you're awesome."

Then he grabbed the carrots and cabbages he had just been assigned and left angrily.

As he walked along the flower-shaded path in the villa community, he frowned and thought, why not just... find a way to go to Baimo Pharmaceutical Factory?

He is a salesperson at a pharmaceutical factory, so it makes sense to live in a pharmaceutical factory, right?

Wouldn't it be great to work as a gatekeeper and eat from the cafeteria every day?

While he was thinking about it, his nose suddenly twitched.

"Um?

"Uh-huh?

“Oh, fuck me?

"Barbecue? Or Wagyu?"

He frowned and saw the single-family villa next to him.

The smell of barbecue comes from the courtyard of this villa!

"Does this family still have beef that can be grilled?"

He was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and peeked through the gap in the courtyard wall fence.

Looking left and right, I saw a bright red metal oven that was smoking. It seemed to be smoking beef. It looked very professional at first glance!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

He swallowed.

"Why didn't you see anyone inside?"

His eyes continued to search inside, but suddenly met an eye inside.

"Who are you?

"Why are you peeking into my yard?"

…

"Well...it's hard to say."

In the office, Bai Mo lay back on the chair, picked up the fox apprentice and rubbed his big tail.

“The fishlegs are definitely getting stronger.

"But this change seems to be just due to luck."

The growth of plants depends on luck.

People of the same breed will look different and have different levels of strength.

Plants of the same variety will still have different appearances and different strengths.

And this fish-legged plant blessed by legend is very lucky and has grown to be very strong recently.

"What's going on?"

Bai Mo opened the tablet and drew a strange molecular structure.

Then write out two lines of chemical reaction formulas.

"This reaction, the success rate has become higher?

"Is that so?"

He frowned, still not understanding.

…

"This is so embarrassing!"

With a smile on his face, Mr. Chong followed the enthusiastic bald old man into the single-family villa.

A bald old man with a gray beard, wearing a suit, held Master Chong's hand.

"What are you embarrassed about? Hahahahaha.

“I just love making friends!

"I like friends as interesting as you, Mr. Chong, even more!"

He led Master Chong through the courtyard of the villa and into the light-filled living room.

"Sit anywhere!"

There were fresh fruits on the table and a half-full bottle of red wine.

Master Chong sat on the soft sofa and listened to the bald old man sitting across from the coffee table and introducing himself.

"My name is Gu Shitong.

“I used to do business overseas and earned some savings.

“After the age of immortality comes, I will live peacefully, hide in Xizhou, and become a rich man.

“Although Master Chong doesn’t know me, I know Master Chong.

"Look at this."

The butler in a suit and leather shoes came with a piece of clothing and showed it to Lord Chong.

This white, furry piece of clothing is actually the heavy cotton coat that Master Chong auctioned off!

Master Chong looked at his clothes and frowned slightly.

Wasn't this dress taken away by Lao Lu before?

How did it fall into the hands of this Gu Shitong?

"Lu Yunping is my manager. He helps me with some small business."

Gu Shitong's voice sounded, and Lord Chong raised his head, looked at him and smiled, and both of them burst out laughing "hahahaha".

Then I saw the housekeeper leaving with his clothes.

Another steward approached with a cart "Gululu".

On the cart, one ceramic bottle after another was the "Snow Lotus Soup" sold by Mr. Chong!

This bottle is densely packed, there are thousands of them!

Master Chong frowned slightly.

The sales of snow lotus soup are actually very scattered.

Even the largest customer has only purchased less than a hundred bottles.

"I love this drink.

“Love this bottle too.

“I drink two bottles a day.

“There was a mountain of bottles in my basement.

"Wang Fang, Lan Yugui, Chen Siping... and a few others who came to buy medicine from you are actually my managers and help me with some small business."

Master Chong raised his head and looked at Gu Shitong. He felt that this old guy was a little strange!

He and Gu Shitong looked at each other and laughed "hahahahaha".

"Master Gu, you are bullying people.

“If you want to do business with me, just come directly.

"Why bother going through a handover?"

Gu Shitong quickly laughed with him.

"No, no, no, I don't dare.

"I admire Mr. Chong very much, and I have long wanted to meet you in person, but it's a pity that I have been busy, there have always been misfortunes, and I have always been indifferent.

"Today, we two need to get to know each other well!"

After he finished speaking, the butler used a trolley to push the freshly grilled steak to the dining table.

…

lunch time.

The canteen of the pharmaceutical factory was lively and bustling.

Next to the dining tables, the workers were holding dinner plates and eating happily.

"This roasted beef with radish, I didn't think it was that good before. Why do you think it tastes so good today?"

"Hahahaha, my pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli is also very mushy!"

A group of people were having fun while eating. Especially during this war time, when supplies were in short supply, they felt even happier while eating in the canteen.

In the corner of the cafeteria.

Wu Qingyun and Fang Xiaoyu, while cooking, occasionally looked up at Bai Mo secretly.

But I saw the white ink expert, I don’t know what happened today, and he was absent-minded while eating.

On the other hand, the little fairy beast in his arms quickly cooked the rice. A spoonful of rice and a spoonful of vegetables were quickly put into his mouth. His face was filled with happiness and joy as he ate!

"So...why?

“Cooking also depends on luck.

“The same burning method will produce different results.

"How can I model and study this thing?"

Bai Mo's eyes were blurred and he couldn't think clearly.

On Fox Mountain, in the ghost eye computer room, a bunch of ghost eyes are also squirming and flashing with electric light, "cracking" into violent calculation mode, crazy deductions, calculating the tasks assigned by Bai Mo!

…

After having enough wine and food.

Gu Shitong took Master Chong to visit the corridor of the villa.

“These are the portraits of my ancestors.

"Look at this picture, it was about two thousand years ago, during the Warring States Period, when my ancestors were wearing linen clothes.

"At that time, he was a businessman, trafficking goods among the seven countries and making money."

Lord Chong saw the ancient people in the portraits wearing ancient clothes.

But he is also bald, and his facial features are exactly the same as Gu Shitong’s!

"Master Chong, look at this picture again.

"This was 1,500 years ago. My ancestor was a salt merchant. He drove a large ship and sold salt along the canal between the north and the south of the ancient country."

Lord Chong saw the ancient people in the portraits wearing ancient clothes.

But he is also bald, and his facial features are exactly the same as Gu Shitong’s!

"Master Chong, look at this picture again.

"This was 1,300 years ago, my ancestor was a Taoist priest.

"Hahahahaha, he relied on the legacy of his ancestors and had enough wealth to go into the mountains to seek enlightenment.

"It's a pity that in the Dharma-ending era, there's no reason why."

Lord Chong saw the Taoist priest in the portrait, writing red runes with cinnabar on a scroll of silk.

"Master Chong, look at this picture again.

"This was eight hundred years ago. My ancestor was a Cao merchant..."

…

In the office.

Fang Xiaoyu and Wu Qingyun were resting after eating.

The fox apprentice was also lying on the table, exposing his full round belly.

There is only white ink, like a man possessed, holding the tablet computer and still writing and drawing.

"Something's wrong...something's wrong...

"this……"

Swish, brush, brush...

He erased everything he had just written.

It seems that since he started practicing, he has never encountered such a vicious and difficult problem.

Guessing and guessing incorrectly.

I can't solve it after trying to solve it.

It's so evil.

He frowned, continued to look, continued to think, and continued to go to Fox Mountain with his consciousness to control the Ghost Eye Computer Room!

…

"Look at this painting again.

"This was five hundred years ago, when my ancestor was a Confucian master.

"He doesn't go out to the mountains or become an official. He just studies at home."

Master Chong looked up and saw that in this painting, it was a bald Confucian scholar, guarding a piece of black paper in front of the desk and writing white text.

He probably understood.

This ancient master, the ancestor of the family, has two hobbies...the first is making money, and the second is learning.

Several generations of people have made money, and if they make enough money, the next generation can reward themselves with learning.

After several generations of people making enough money, the next generation will reward themselves with learning.

only……

"Master Gu, why do all the ancestors of your family look like you?"

"Um?"

In the large living room of the villa, the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Then Gu Shitong turned around and looked at Lord Chong.

He actually laughed again.

"hahahahahahahaha.

“In fact, there are no portraits of my ancestors left.

“There are no photos either.

“So, no one knows what they look like.

"Then when I make a portrait, it will be based on my face!"

Mr. Chong also laughed loudly.

"Master Gu, it's interesting, it's interesting, hahahaha!

“For others, a son is like his father, his father is like his grandfather, and his grandfather is like his ancestors.

"Come to Master Gu, it's the other way around. All the ancestors look like you!"

Gu Shitong also laughed along.

"Anyway, I have a long history, have been doing business for generations, and have a scholarly family background.

"Not a wealthy person."

Master Chong nodded quickly.

Laughing while walking with Gu Shitong.

It's just that I don't believe this person anymore... Since the face of the ancestor can be fake, of course the story of the ancestor can also be fake!

Maybe this guy is some kind of rich man, a demolition household, pretending to be a mysterious rich man, pretending to be a scholarly family?

Thanks for the tip from Turbine