Although it was already night, the most prosperous street in Jiangcheng was still brightly lit.
Ying Wuji was lying in the backyard, looking at the sky, feeling the long-lost light pollution, and feeling extremely comfortable.
I used to think that all the excitement belonged to others and I had nothing.
Now I have finally joined this impetuous prosperity.
Comfortable!
"Wuji!"
Hua Chao's gentle voice sounded beside him.
Ying Wuji turned his head and saw her bright smile, which showed happiness from the bottom of her heart.
Moreover, a beauty is a beauty. Even if you look at her from this angle of death, you still can't find any flaws.
He smiled and asked, "How is business in the store?"
Hua Chao sat beside him and smiled, "Business is very good. The Case of the Chopping of the Beauty has been sold out, and many people are urging us to restock it. The Strange Tales from the Mountain is also sold out, and customers are all sighing that Lan Lingsheng's writing skills have improved. Compared with the third volume, the first two volumes are simply unreadable. They should be sold out soon."
"Good!"
Ying Wuji sat up, tilted his body slightly and gently rested it against her shoulder. He felt a faint fragrance entering his nose from time to time, making him feel relaxed and happy.
The hot sales of "Shan Hui Gui Tan" were expected.
After all, I was also fooled by such "masterpieces" as "Things about the Qing Dynasty", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and "Transformers: Independence Day" in my previous life, let alone these ancient people with fish lips?
The two of them were acting a little intimate, but Hua Chao didn't reject it. Instead, he frowned and said, "I saw Ji Su bought one copy of each of our books and left angrily. Is he planning to harm us?"
"Look at what you said. When has he ever been good to us?"
“That’s true…”
Ying Wuji smiled and said, "Sister Hua Chao, how do you feel about singing on the stage today?"
"Of course!"
Hua Chao was unusually excited. Unlike her usual gentle self, she looked more like a little girl who had received a gift.
She looked at Ying Wuji from the side and said, "I thought it might take a long time before I could sing my first scene, but I didn't expect it to be so fast. This time, it's all thanks to you!"
Opera is her mother's unfulfilled wish and also her spiritual sustenance. She is delighted from the bottom of her heart when she took the first step today and it went so smoothly.
She originally thought that Ying Wuji would help her only after the bookstore made a profit, but she didn't expect that he was thinking about her all the time, which really touched her.
Ying Wuji asked again: "What about your singer friends? I heard that they seem to be causing trouble."
Hua Chao smiled and waved his hands: "In the beginning, they were indeed a little reluctant, but after I quoted the price, there was no problem. After the performance today, they took the initiative to ask to join my troupe, and I believe they will not want to quit in the future!"
"That's good!"
Seeing her so happy, Ying Wuji also felt a little happy in his heart. He waved his hand and said, "After the bookstore is stable, leave the business matters to Aqiang. Opera has just been born, and its vitality is probably more vigorous than poetry. There is a lot of room for development in this field. Sister Hua Chao, you have to work hard. Whether I can be an official in Zhou Yuefu depends on you!"
Although the Zhou royal family has lost its ruling power today, the officials directly under the royal court still have good fortune.
If we can really serve in the way of creating opera, the benefits will be huge.
Hua Chao spat lightly: "You have obviously made a greater contribution, but you make it sound like you are just taking advantage of your sister! The books in the store are almost sold out, I'm going to sort out the accounts!"
"Well! Don't get tired!"
Ying Wuji looked at her swaying figure, and couldn't help but feel a little distracted. I want to get more than just my sister's glory...
"Young Master!"
Bai Zhi's voice exploded in my ears.
Ying Wuji was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat: "Why are you yelling so loudly?"
Bai Zhi stammered, "Master! I can do accounting too. Why don't you hand over the bookstore's accounts to me? I follow you around all day, eating and drinking, and I feel so useless!"
It turned out that she was anxious.
Ying Wuji smiled and said, "You are my personal maid, so why don't you just pay attention to taking care of me and protecting me? Why do you want to get involved in such a tiring job as settling accounts?"
"Then, then I..."
"Here! Take it!"
Ying Wuji directly threw a jade pendant to her.
Bai Zhi was surprised: "New dry jade?"
Ying Wuji nodded: "You will practice with it in the future. I will teach you a high-level spell when we return. If you can master it, it will be of great benefit to your practice. It will not be impossible for you to break through to the first-grade spiritual fetus in the future."
This high-level spell is naturally the "Thirty-Six Tiangang Techniques: Fetal Transformation". This spell allows the body to return to its original state to the greatest extent possible. It is one of the few spells that directly affects cultivation.
The little girl Bai Zhi is extremely talented. With the help of the fetal transformation and the new dry jade, as well as the luck of the hundred families that she may get from the grand gathering of the hundred families, she may be able to achieve the first-grade spiritual fetus.
As for the psychological burden...
Why can't I teach others the skills I stole with my own ability?
The influence of personal military force in this world is indeed not great, but it also depends on the situation. If a first-grade spiritual fetus grows up, it may not be impossible for it to influence the situation in the world.
How comfortable it would be if you could train your own intimate little maid!
The little girl was so moved that she almost cried: "But this Xingan Jade is the young master's treasure. The young master is not talented to begin with. If he loses it..."
Ying Wuji: "Stop talking!"
…
Feiqi Palace.
Qingjiang Hall.
Zhao Ning was leaning over his desk, reviewing official documents carefully.
He was full of energy and meticulous, as if he never got tired.
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