Although Wang San was a little disappointed, he finally felt relieved.
That’s right!
This is normal!
If Qin Feng was still like he was just now, he would really hit someone.
"Okay! You can practice slowly. I'm going to make the elixir! I'll let Wei Qingshu accompany you later.
"Some poor fellows have a grudge against you. Don't talk back when they scold you, and remember them when they hit you. Wait for me to deal with them!" Wang San warned.
For a poor person, nine months' salary is a lot.
Holding a grudge is inevitable.
Especially for the spiritual root jade pillar, they have to pay half of the money.
Some poor guys who are trying to build their foundation are almost annoyed to death by their constant crying about being poor.
As a Jiufeng person, what's wrong with helping out when needed?
Who hasn’t used the spiritual root jade pillar?
A poor guy is a poor guy, he has no vision at all.
I guess I'll have to work hard to make pills every day in the next few months.
Qin Feng did not give up and continued to practice the magic in his hands.
After all, at present, he can only rely on magic to increase his strength.
Night falls!
Qin Feng sighed and opened his eyes.
The progress of practicing magic is only about one percent.
"Scepter, what kind of terrifying existence is it that can allow me to cultivate magic so quickly.
Is it really broken?
Or does it take time to recover?" Qin Feng wondered.
Feeling a little empty in his stomach, Qin Feng got up and started cooking.
Smoke is curling up!
A figure slowly walked into the courtyard.
"Qin Feng, where is he?" Wei Qingshu hugged the quilt and shouted as he saw the empty courtyard.
There was a slap mark on his face.
"Brother Wei is here? Have you eaten?" Qin Feng ran out with food.
I saw the slap mark on Wei Qingshu’s face at a glance!
"Brother Wei, are you okay?"
Wei Qingshu was a little angry: "It's all thanks to you that my master was in the cliff of remorse for three months and was so angry that he beat me.
What have I done wrong?
Wei Qingshu's eyes were filled with resentment.
He glanced and saw two jade slips beside the table.
"You kid, are you so rich that you can actually afford two scrolls of magic.
I can't tell, just lend me some money." Wei Qingshu's eyes lit up.
He is now extremely poor.
No monthly salary for nine months!
So sad.
"Uncle Wang sent it." Qin Feng smiled awkwardly.
Where does he get the money!
He is a poor guy!
Given by Wang San!
He wrote it all down, and everything has to be returned.
A pill in Yudu Town costs three thousand!
Mr. Donkey’s food expenses are five hundred!
Monster meat, one thousand!
Flying chariot ticket! Two hundred and fifty!
Four volumes of magic!
You have to ask how much it costs.
"My uncle-master gave it to me. What's your relationship with him?" Wei Qingshu threw down the quilt, sat on the chair, picked up the jade slip on the table, and slowly opened it.
"Wow, Hidden Sword Technique, Golden Steel Body! Each one costs 4,000!
That adds up to eight thousand!
Ahhhhhh!
My master gives me one thousand spirit stones a year.
You might be your uncle's biological son, right?" Wei Qingshu was mad with jealousy.
His eyes were almost turning red at this moment.
He glanced and saw the two bottles of pills on the table.
He opened it!
Sniff lightly with the tip of your nose.
"Ahhh, the Spirit Gathering Pill! One pill costs five hundred spirit stones. Two pills in a bottle.
Four of them equal two thousand spirit stones!
That’s ten thousand spirit stones.
You really are my uncle's biological son." Wei Qingshu was furious.
"Brother, dear brother, can you help me borrow some money? I'm short of money, I'm short of money!" Wei Qingshu suddenly grabbed Qin Feng's wrist.
A pair of eyes, filled with anticipation.
"Just five hundred, five hundred spirit stones will do! I want a handy jade fan.
Only five hundred left!"
Qin Feng opened his mouth wide and looked at the spells and pills on the table in horror.
What the hell?
Just this, worth ten thousand spirit stones???
wrong!
There are also the Wanxiang Sutra and the Dragon and Snake Classic!
Eighteen thousand? ?
Ahhhh!
Qin Feng felt like he was going crazy.
All in all, I owed a total of.
Twenty-two thousand seven hundred and fifty spirit stones.
According to his current status.
Five coins a month!
How many years will it take to pay it off?
At this moment, Qin Feng clearly felt that a huge mountain had fallen from his heart.
Is this the pressure of owing money?
"Hey, what's in the bowl! Monster meat? Wow! You kid, you kid!" Wei Qingshu lay on the table, staring at the meat in the basin with his eyes, and his eyes turned red again.
He stood up, picked up the bowl Qin Feng had prepared for him, and filled it up.
"Slurp, slurp!"
Wei Qingshu ate voraciously.
Monster meat contains a large amount of spiritual power.
But it is not as pure as the meat of spiritual beasts, so it takes time to refine.
But this is also considered a high standard.
"I'm so envious of having a father who is an alchemist. Woohoo, why isn't my father an alchemist?" Wei Qingshu ate while crying.
Tears of jealousy.
Qin Feng smiled awkwardly: "Uncle Wang and I have only known each other for a short time, don't talk nonsense."
Wei Qingshu slammed his palm on the table, and the meat in his mouth almost spurted out.
"You're talking nonsense! You can give me so many good things after just knowing me for a few months? I've known my uncle for over 30 years.
I asked him to borrow money, but he refused to lend me any.
I won't lend you a single spirit stone."
"Ah? No way! Uncle Wang is quite generous!" Qin Feng was stunned.
Suddenly, a shadow passed across the sky.
Wang San brought Lin Nan back.
He was holding a lunch box in his hand.
He saw Wei Qingshu!
He immediately said, "Qin Feng, don't lend him money, he's a gambler!"
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