The answer to that question is simple: "Money."
Li Shi believed it, because he had investigated some of her affairs.
“If it’s about money… I’ve heard you’re skilled in carpentry, and your earth-moving tools are quite remarkable. It just so happens that the Jichun Craftsmen’s Guild of Julu Kingdom will be held every three years in early spring. Why don’t you come with me to participate?” Master Li was already looking for another way for her to make a living.
He knew that Fuxian was about to fall into danger. When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact. So he was arranging an escape route for her in advance. At least one of her, he was determined to protect.
This name sounds rather awkward.
"What meeting?"
"The Jichun Craftsmen's Guild is held every three years, with participation from all seven countries. The participants are all skilled craftsmen from various countries and regions. There are no rankings or grades; as long as the work is selected, the participants will receive corresponding compensation."
"How many?" she asked instinctively.
The mention of Julu Kingdom reminded her of Mo Ye, and thinking of Mo Ye brought to mind his love-hate relationship with "Sang Xuanqing." So even though she knew how authoritative and advantageous this guild-organized competition was, she was still somewhat reluctant.
"One gold medal for the first-round contestant."
All the preliminary round participants have a gold medal?!
"So many?" Her jaw dropped in astonishment.
"Those who win the preliminary round will receive a gold medal. Those who win the semi-finals and the final winner will receive the value of building a city."
I. A city?!
The poor cannot bear to hear this; upon hearing it, longing tears will flow from the corners of their mouths.
"I want to participate!"
She hissed as she swallowed, and with a wave of her hand, she shattered all her previous worries.
She thought to herself, compared to making money, what love, hate, or grudges can't be laughed off?
"But who is organizing this?" Julu Kingdom, could it be Moye?
Master Li looked into her eyes and said a name: "Gongshu Jiruo".
Zheng Quchi didn't react for a moment: "Who are you talking about?"
"You've heard of him?"
She had not only heard of it, but also had the "honor" of seeing it once.
However, he was wrapped up like a polar bear, so his face was not visible.
She discovered that powerful people nowadays place great importance on their personal privacy.
Just like Yuwen Sheng, she had only met him a few times so far, but he always wore a fierce mask, and she had no idea what he looked like underneath, a ruthless killer.
"I've heard of it, but I've never seen it," she added, trying to cover up her misunderstanding.
"I see. What's your opinion of him?" Teacher Li seemed concerned about her opinion.
"Your opinion?" Zheng Quchi pondered for a moment, and finally replied quite frankly, "Rich, very rich."
Teacher Li: "..."
He asked himself, and he thought that his greatest strength probably wasn't being rich.
Or does she only see the one advantage of Gongshu Jiruo holding the "Jichun Craftsmen's Guild"—that he has money?
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