Although Shang Lin's words were very straightforward, Bai Yansheng still looked puzzled. However, Bai Jingxuan felt that Shang Lin's words made a lot of sense. Moreover, possessing a treasure is a crime, and the siblings might not be able to protect it. On the contrary, taking it out little by little would make it less likely to be discovered and less likely to attract anyone's attention.
What they need now is money and time to accumulate experience. When Shang Lin comes of age and gradually gains strength, he can do it on his own. So Bai Jingxuan changed the subject, "Let's not talk about those unhappy things. Come on, let's eat. I'm going back tomorrow. My sister and baby will be here soon, and I need to get ready."
Shang Lin readily agreed, "Okay."
Don't bring up family matters again. He doesn't have a family. Making up stories is really exhausting, and one lie requires countless lies to maintain, which is too troublesome.
Maybe one day he'll start to doubt whether what he's saying is true or false! He might also say things that don't make sense, which is really frustrating. But he can't tell the truth either, which would be even more troublesome.
When the first batch of raw materials was supplied, Shang Lin was penniless again. And that wasn't all; he also had to go to the processing plant every three days to deliver medicinal herbs from the Dragon Spirit Tower. It was incredibly tough.
Hu Tangdi and Xing Tian weren't home, Huang Ying and Huang Li were too young, and Ji Xiaoyao had to nurse Chai Laodie back to health. Only She Jinxing was anxious because he neither knew how to make traditional Chinese clothing like Qiu Niang nor had as many money-making ideas and jokes as Xing Tian. Now he couldn't even sell mountain products because Manager Duan wouldn't come to the city to buy them.
As for Taling and Lvyao, they've never had a say in making money, but who knows how long it will take to get their money back from the whitening and spot-fading cream?
Shang Lin thought he should find a way to make money himself, but what could a sixteen-year-old boy do? He immediately went online to search, and somehow, he opened a reward webpage for help in finding a child.
The photo shows a little boy of about four years old who was taken shopping by his mother. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared. They have been searching for him for more than five months through various channels, but he still hasn't been found.
Later, the child's father offered a reward of 100,000 yuan online for his child's whereabouts. Although Shang Lin was moved by the reward, the child had been missing for more than five months, and he had tried all sorts of channels. Where was he supposed to find him?
Especially since he doesn't have anyone useful around him right now, he should think of another way. However, the problem of children being lost is really rampant. Such a morally reprehensible thing, doesn't he worry about karma and retribution?
Well, modern people don't believe in these things either. After all, those who kneel and worship devoutly before the statues of gods and offer large sums of incense money are not all believers. They may also be vicious criminals who have split themselves in two, one side being Yama, the other being a Bodhisattva.
Shang Lin suddenly realized he was being a bit dramatic. It was all because he was broke. So he called out the tower spirit and said, "Have Green Yao get me a ginseng root."
The Divine Lord looked at Shang Lin with a blank expression, "One?"
Shang Lin nodded, which only confused the Divine Lord more. "Is one stick enough for your medicinal bath?"
Shang Lin explained with a pained expression, "It's not about taking a medicinal bath, it's about making money. If we don't make money, we'll have to live off the fruits in the Dragon Spirit Tower."
The deity asked, "Then why don't you sell fruit?"
Mentioning this made Shang Lin's face even more bitter. "Xing Tian and Hu Tangdi are both gone, and Qiu Niang has been reincarnated again. Just give me the ginseng instead. I'll go out and find someone I'm destined to meet. We're in City C, which gives us more opportunities than in a small county town."
The deity nodded in agreement, "Taking only ginseng isn't enough. You should take all the medicinal herbs from the Dragon Spirit Tower. Maybe you can turn them into assets for you in no time."
Upon hearing this, Shang Lin chuckled immediately. "I still have to supply the processing plant. Selling one ginseng is fine, but selling more than one is not allowed. Otherwise, will Old Man Chai and I still be able to take medicinal baths? Oh, and there's alchemy too."
"...Alright." The Divine Lord added, "But you don't need to be too pessimistic. After all, the area inside the Dragon Spirit Tower has expanded again, hasn't it?"
Although everyone knew in their hearts that they had returned to square one because of Shang Lin's help in Qiu Niang's reincarnation, no one complained. They only hoped that their sect leader's efforts would ensure that Qiu Niang would have a peaceful and smooth life.
Shang Lin was naturally aware that the space inside the Dragon Spirit Tower had expanded, but "it's unknown how long it will take and how many medicinal herbs it will require to advance from the third to the fourth level of Qi Refining. Therefore, this expansion is not proportional to the resources supplied for our cultivation."
The deity understood the situation, but could he really dampen the spirits at a time like this? He could only offer words of comfort, "Don't be so greedy, okay? Think back to this time last year, you were still holed up at home recovering from your illness, and now you've already reached the third level of Qi Refining. That's incredibly fast, isn't it? Stop looking so miserable, just go do what you need to do. It's annoying to look at you like that."
As the deity tried to persuade him, the tone of his words changed, but he still cooperated by taking out the ginseng. Looking at the spiritual energy on the ginseng, Shang Lin reluctantly put it into the exquisitely packaged gift box that She Jinxing and the others had bought when they sold ginseng.
But who is Shang Lin? When he was so sick he couldn't get out of bed, he survived, and now he's much better than before, so he went out full of energy again.
She Jinxing hurriedly followed, and said to Shang Lin very seriously, "Sect Master, please just tell me what to do. You don't need to do everything yourself."
Shang Lin was trying to figure out where he could sell ginseng for a high price when he suddenly heard She Jinxing's words. He looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked, "Didn't I do that?"
She Jinxing choked for a moment, then immediately explained, "I was worried because I saw that the sect leader had been working so hard lately, and I couldn't help him at all."
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Shang Lin asked, puzzled. "Everyone has a different purpose in life. We're not going to starve. I just can't bear to part with the things in the Dragon Spirit Tower."
Who wouldn't want to keep good things for themselves? Why would they be willing to sell them for money? Besides, their current predicament is only temporary, so what is there to worry about?
Shang Lin did some quick calculations and headed straight for a private hospital. Other places couldn't offer prices to keep him alive, let alone save his life. But as soon as he entered the hospital, he felt a heavy, eerie atmosphere.
Shang Lin glanced subconsciously at the bright sun outside the window. This was a bit illogical, wasn't it? If he had known there was so much food here, he should have brought Ji Xiaoyao along.
She Jinxing hurriedly said, "Sect Master, let's go somewhere else. This place isn't good for your health."
Shang Lin smiled slightly as he looked at the nurse who was walking towards him, her body a little stiff, and replied in a low voice, "I think we might not be able to leave."
She Jinxing said domineeringly, "With just one word from the sect leader, this place can be reduced to rubble in no time."
"Wait, why do I feel like you're even more aggressive than this place?"
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