Chapter 13 Chapter 13 So Master, let’s snatch him away…

While everyone was scrambling to buy tofu, Erlin, the first middle-aged man to try crabs, had already squeezed out of the crowd carrying two baskets.

He returned home.

"My dear." His wife quickly handed him a bowl of water. She was surprised to see two baskets full of tofu. "Why did you buy so much?"

Erlin drank the water in the bowl in one gulp before saying, "I plan to take them to the village to sell."

"This... would your Excellency allow it?"

"Don't worry, the young lady doesn't mind and is very supportive." Erlin asked again, "Where's my eldest brother?"

At this time, a white-haired old man came out of the house and said, "He has gone to the mountain to collect firewood. What do you want to see him for?"

"That young lady said that the tofu can be exchanged for beans or for work. I think you can go and work for her. Whether you can exchange it for tofu for me to sell or for some wages, it's fine."

"There's even wages?" The old man was very surprised.

"Yes, if you work for a young lady, you can get half of a plate of tofu."

The old man immediately said, "I'll go to the mountains to call your elder brother and sister-in-law back."

Even his wife asked, "Can I do this job?"

"The young lady didn't say it's impossible, she just said that making tofu requires a lot of strength. Why don't you give it a try?" Erlin told them which city it was.

The family split up.

"Selling goods, selling goods!" As soon as I arrived in the village, I was recognized by acquaintances.

"Erlin, you're two days late this time."

It turns out that Erlin was originally a peddler.

"I ran out of thread at home, so I bought some more this time."

"I want to buy salt."

Erlin smiled apologetically and said, "My dear elders, I came here in a hurry and forgot to prepare those goods. You can come and see my new goods, tofu, fragrant, smooth and tender tofu. A large piece is only one penny, and you can also exchange it for beans."

No one was interested in tofu, but when we offered to exchange it for beans, people immediately gathered around.

The thing that is most abundant in this village is beans.

The Qin Dynasty had a vast territory and a sparse population. Every household was allocated a considerable amount of land, but only the best land for growing wheat and rice was carefully maintained. The rest was just sown with bean seeds and waited for the autumn harvest.

Of course, families with many children will also drive them to the bean fields to weed.

Although beans are also considered food, they are not as precious overall.

Hearing that they could exchange beans, everyone wanted to change their mouths.

I was shocked when I tried it.

"This is tofu. Can I really exchange it for beans?"

"Of course, but it has to be soybeans. We won't accept any other beans."

"My family grows soybeans." A wealthy man said, "How much do you want in exchange for one piece?"

Erlin quickly took out a small bag and said, "Just fill it up."

He thought that the news of exchanging beans for tofu would spread sooner or later. If the price was too high, it would be fine once or twice, but after a while no one would be willing to buy it. He would rather go to the county than do it, and it would ruin his reputation that he had built up from going from door to door for so many years.

So he refused to collect more.

Everyone was ready to bite the bullet and buy a piece to try, but they didn't expect it to be so cheap. Someone immediately shouted, "I want three, no, five!"

"I'll go back and get the beans."

Erlin was initially worried about not being able to sell the tofu, but he didn't expect that all the tofu were sold out in just two quarters of an hour. Those who came back late were so upset with the beans that they simply stuffed them into his arms and said, "I'll make the reservation first. When can you come back to sell tofu? Give it to my family first."

Erlin hurriedly said that he would come tomorrow, and the other party left with a smile on his face.

He wrote down the tofu orders from each household. Then an old woman handed him a basket and said with a smile, "Erlin, I'm going to trouble you again this time."

The wicker basket was filled to the brim with dried mushrooms.

In addition to selling goods, Erlin, the peddler, also buys some mountain products.

There are many people in Lantian County who love this dish. In the cold winter, it is a real dish that most people may not be able to afford.

"No trouble." Erlin counted out the money and quickly counted out twenty-five big coins and handed them to the other party.

The old woman took the money and handed over another basket. "These are some vegetables I grew at home. I picked them this morning. They're fresh. Erlin, take them home and eat them."

Erlin’s price was fair, so the old woman was particular and would give him something extra every time.

Erlin was used to it, so he didn't refuse. He hesitantly called her, "Liu A'an."

"What?" The old woman's heart skipped a beat. "Could it be that something went wrong with this job?"

Her face turned bitter.

"No." Erlin quickly waved his hand and told her about a young lady in the city who traded beans for tofu. "Making tofu isn't difficult. It just requires some effort. I thought your family has a stone mill, so why not learn how to do it? Then you can make some tofu and sell it in the village, which would be a way to make a living."

This old woman has a very miserable life. Her husband and two sons died in the battlefield. Now she is left to take care of her daughter-in-law and three little granddaughters, and she has no son to support her family.

When the news came, both daughters-in-law fainted from crying, but she was the only one who acted decisively and sold most of the land granted to her father and son, and spent all the money on buying a house and household items. His family was a loyal and righteous family with some reputation in the village, so thieves and gangsters did not dare to disturb them. She had always been kind to others, so she was able to get through the difficult days.

Erlin's family was not rich, but they had many strong laborers, so they could have some meat dishes during festivals, and they could also catch some small fish in the river from time to time to satisfy their hunger.

He had more contact with the old woman and sympathized with her family's situation, so he was not reluctant to tell her about this way to make a fortune.

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At this time in the market, the tofu stall was extremely busy. In the morning, most of the customers were men, but in the afternoon, many girls appeared.

Although they are all girls, they are very strong. They push the millstone vigorously and press batch after batch of tofu into shape. Their speed is no slower than in the morning.

This was exactly the scene Zhu Dan wanted to see, but she was a little absent-minded.

She missed Tangyuan.

There has been no response since Tangyuan started arguing with the attribute spiritual energy, and Zhu Dan doesn't know what the situation is now.

However, her natal alchemy furnace was connected to her soul, and since her soul was normal, she thought... Suddenly, there was a movement in the alchemy furnace. Zhu Dan perked up and sent a telepathic message: "Tangyuan."

"Haha, Master, I discovered the secret of the birth of spiritual energy!" Tangyuan's baby voice was extremely excited.

"What is it?" Zhu Dan had a vague guess in his mind.

"The first is to bring positive feedback to the world, and then Heaven will reward you with luck. Specifically, if you create something new, the closer it is to you, the more luck you'll receive. For example, if you personally make paper or brine, that's the first level. If you teach others, that's the second level. Then others teach others, that's the third level, and so on and so forth."

"This doesn't require you, the master, to have any contact with them. As long as the ideas you bring change them, that's enough."

"The second is Monkie. I traced the source of that attributed spiritual energy and discovered that his inherent luck is extremely powerful, as dense as a small sun. When his emotions fluctuate violently, some of his luck will dissipate and be absorbed by those around him. Master, you are the cause of his luck fluctuations. Combined with my presence, you have absorbed almost 80% of it."

"So Master, let's snatch him away!"

Zhu Dan was immersed in the information brought by Tangyuan and did not react for a while, but Tangyuan had already pounced on Monkie next to him.

Zhu Dan was shocked: "Don't mess around——"

In the world of cultivation, alchemists will challenge each other. The more famous they are, the more challenges they will receive. The winner's luck will be deepened, while for the loser, one failure may not mean anything, but if they fail repeatedly, they will go from being a favored child of heaven to being forgotten by the crowd.

But this is the Great Qin, and the so-called luck is very different from that in the world of cultivation.

Zhu Dan was about to forcibly summon Tang Yuan back when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his soul and a picture appeared before his eyes:

The little dumpling Tangyuan pounced on the sun, trying to nibble off the corners of the sun, but it was like hitting a diamond shield. Not only did his teeth break, but the warm and gentle sun suddenly became violent and released a golden sword, which was about to chop Tangyuan.

Zhu Dan suddenly became anxious: "Tangyuan!"

At this time, a blood-colored cauldron covered the dumplings.

A sigh sounded: "You really are as trouble-making as ever."

The blood-colored alchemy cauldron looked familiar, and the voice was unfamiliar. Zhu Dan was wary: "Who are you?"

In fact, he had a vague guess in his mind that she was thrown into the blood-colored cauldron for refining before she exposed herself.

Did I bring him back with me when I returned to Earth?

"Fellow Daoist, you can call me Master of Wutong Sword." The unfamiliar voice was very frank.

But this name made Zhu Dan's face change suddenly.

The Master of Wutong Sword, a man she once suspected was from her hometown.

Because the world of cultivation that Zhu Dan traveled to was very special, there was only one legitimate profession, alchemist, and other kinds of weapon cultivation and sword cultivation had not developed.

How could Zhu Dan not be suspicious when a sword master suddenly appeared?

She also tried her best to find out more about the other party.

I don’t know if he is a time traveler, but this person is really weird.

Unlike Zhu Dan, he did not emerge suddenly. Like most people in the world of cultivation, he awakened a good talent at the age of five and was accepted as a disciple by a major sect.

Later he defected from the sect, and it was rumored that the second generation coveted his inheritance.

He was indeed not like a traditional alchemist. No one had ever heard of him collecting elixir recipes to refine pills and advance. Instead, he used all the treasures he obtained to refine his own alchemy furnace. He seemed to regard the furnace as a weapon, transforming from a technical job to a combat job.

Because of the rumors of inheritance, many people challenged him, and he accepted all of them.

He was obviously born in a big sect but lived like a wild man. If someone provoked him, he would smash them with a pill furnace. If one was not enough, he would throw another one, and he never lost.

Even if Lao Deng bullied the weak, he could still escape and kill the weak one after a while, as if Long Aotian were still alive.

Over time, people guessed that his inheritance was not very legitimate, and fewer people coveted it. However, he himself was not satisfied and often challenged others, becoming a real thorn in the side.

Zhu Dan has little connection with him.

Because she was wearing a mask, she seemed to be separated from the whole world by a layer. She always silently made pills and upgraded herself, coming and going in a hurry, and would never stay in one place for too long, so she didn't make many friends.

She believed in making a fortune in silence, and although she was curious whether this man was from the same hometown as her, she did not dare to have anything to do with him, and thus became a conspicuous person.

Zhu Dan vaguely remembered that he had hardly heard from him since he became the King of Dan.

I thought I was being targeted by those big families and had learned my lesson, but I didn't expect that I was being targeted by Lao Deng and had refined a blood-colored elixir cauldron.

That’s a bit tragic, Zhu Dan thought.

Wutong seemed to have guessed her thoughts and smiled proudly: "If I don't live well, those who hurt me will not live either."

A vague figure appeared in front of Zhu Dan. Sure enough, the face was familiar. Yes, I had seen it in the picture of the bounty on the head.

I don’t know if it was Zhu Dan’s illusion, but I always felt that those eyes were very resentful.

Wutong was indeed resentful. His relationship with the blood-colored cauldron was different from that between Zhu Dan and Tang Yuan. It was more like the unity of man and sword.

He lost his body and turned into a being similar to the spirit of a pill cauldron.

There is no doubt that Wutong is a person with a strong will to survive and is very good at hiding.

He hid himself in the blood-colored cauldron. Not only Zhu Dan, but even everyone who had handled the blood-colored cauldron before him didn't notice it.

If Zhu Dan hadn't suddenly exploded...

He can still survive.

"You..." Zhu Dan spoke hesitantly.

"I saved your life three times." Wutong said firmly, "So you have to repay me. I never do business at a loss."

"What?" Zhu Dan didn't react for a moment.

Wutong waved his hand.

A sealed memory suddenly appeared, and Zhu Dan's expression became more subtle the more he looked at it.

Wutong did save her three times.

The first time she blew herself up and died together with those old men, it was Wutong who saved her life.

The second time, Wutong took them back to Earth through time and space.

The third time, he repaired her broken body, sealed her soul, and allowed her to recuperate as a fool.

Zhu Dan was unbelievable. He was not actually possessing another person's body?

She had thought that the stagnant feeling of being outside and out of tune with the body was due to possession, but she didn't expect it was because the soul had been away from the body for too long and that they were illegal immigrants.

"How do you want me to repay you?" Zhu Dan really liked her own body more, so she accepted the favor.

"You must give me half of the luck you earn."

Zhu Dan was not surprised at all. She needed the spiritual power transformed from luck to restore herself. The other party, who was also a cultivator, naturally needed it too. Relying solely on the spiritual energy from nature was too slow.

"Okay, but you can't just watch, you have to help." Zhu Dan couldn't bear to see that he had to work so hard while others could just sit back and get half the profit.

"Okay." Wutong agreed without hesitation.

He had no intention of standing idly by.

In fact, he was planning to earn luck for himself, but unfortunately the time travel caused him too much damage. He failed to defeat the Heavenly Dao here and directly swallowed the luck to recover. Of course, the Heavenly Dao could not do anything to him, and they reached a cooperation.

Wutong was surprised that Zhu Dan recovered so well just after he put her soul back into her body.

Really capable.

It was worth it that he realized the connection between Zhu Dan and this world and saved her.

Wutong warned Zhu Dan: "Luck cannot be taken away by force. You must take good care of it. If you disturb the laws of nature in this world again, I will not be able to protect you a second time."

Zhu Dan understood what he meant. Although he, an illegal resident, had obtained a visa, it would be suicidal to confront a formal resident head-on.

The way of heaven is very protective of the weak.

Zhu Dan frowned: "Is there any way to preserve the properties of spiritual power?"

"No." Wutong said bluntly, "The reason why that spiritual energy was able to remain for a while and was even detected by Tangyuan was simply because it existed in the alchemy furnace and never entered the dantian to be refined by the technique."

"But it's not impossible if you want it." Wutong continued, "I will teach you a secret method that can extract luck if the master is willing."

"This counts as my sincerity."

This was what Wutong had taken from the Heavenly Dao of this world, because he didn't expect Zhu Dan to be able to earn so much spiritual power so quickly. He could only choose the second method and make a contract with someone: help him out of trouble, and he would give himself good luck.