Chapter 12: Become bigger and stronger, and create brilliance together
“A bottle contains ten condensed elixirs, which will advance about 10% of the progress.”
End of practice.
Chen Jing briefly estimated the progress and didn't know whether to be satisfied or smile bitterly.
If the difficulty of subsequent practice does not change, and all nine orifices are clear, eighty-nine bottles of Condensation Pill will be needed. Counting the gradual increase in spiritual rice consumption, etc., it will probably be eight or nine bottles... …
The Chen family's annual net income of sixteen bottles of Condensation Pills would take at least five years if they could all be used for their own cultivation.
But he certainly cannot spend all the family's financial income on himself, unless there is a fault in the family and no one takes the lead.
"I seem to understand a little bit why Jing Chan wanted to kill his brother..."
Practice does not become more popular as you get older, but it becomes more difficult as you get older. If you can't do it at a young age, The further you go, the less likely it is to age.
How to make people feel less anxious.
Experience comes to experience.
Chen Jing felt that it was still difficult for him to do something like this to his relatives.
At this time.
In the grass about half a person tall, a little girl with a ponytail emerged from the grass, and shouted loudly and energetically: "Second brother!"
"Little sister?" Chen Jingzhao asked He waved and said with a smile: "Didn't you go to Fucheng with your mother? Why did you come back to Qingniu Mountain?"
"I came back with my mother. Many people died in Fucheng, all from illness. My mother took me back to find daddy. Dad asked me to call you over!"
"Many people died in Fucheng. ? "
Chen Jing was surprised, looked up at the sky, nodded and said: "I know, let's go to find dad together"
"Second brother, I'm tired of walking. I want to sit on your shoulders!”
“You are a big kid and can’t sit down anymore”
"Eh~"
The little girl suddenly felt depressed.
“Wait for your second brother to become a swordsman later, and let you fly with a sword, side by side with the sun!”
“Really?”
“A must.”
The little girl smiled again.
Chen Jing led his little sister through the lush mountain roads overgrown with weeds, and when they arrived in the yard, he asked her to go and play with her elder brother.
Enter the mansion.
Chen Ding was sitting in front of the table with a solemn expression. There were four bottles of condensation on the table. He was staring straight at them, as if they would suddenly disappear in the blink of an eye.
My mother was holding an abacus, frowning and writing on the book, her eyes losing focus from time to time, and she was muttering something in a low voice.
"Father, mother?" Chen Jing looked at the strange appearance of the two of them and said, "Did you hit a ghost?"
"Isn't it just a ghost..." Chen Ding murmured to himself, "Four bottles , four bottles, there are four bottles of Condensation Pill, which can be exchanged for two bottles of Condensation Pill... I must be a ghost."
"Don't listen to your father's nonsense." Mother. Mrs. Liu put down her pen, rolled her eyes at her father, and then said: "That's the manifestation of your Chen family's ancestors."
"..."
Isn't that the same as ghost-fighting?
Chen Jing finally understood why the two of them were so abnormal. Anyone who had made a fortune knew...well, he didn't know exactly, but that was probably the case.
Calculating the accounts again and again, and calculating again, and every time I calculate, the feeling of happiness will spurt out, and the electrical signals of pleasure will penetrate every nerve ending in the body and cannot stop at all.
"Jing'er, is this duckweed growing fast?" Chen Ding suddenly realized something and asked quickly.
"It's not bad, much faster than Yue Ningshu, about one month"
"One month?!" Chen Ding couldn't help but rush to answer, his face was rough and red, and he said excitedly: "It's just one month, My Chen family will definitely prosper!”
"It's not a month, it's not that long, just one"
"A week?!" Mother Liu couldn't sit still, and her voice was shaking uncontrollably.
“The fastest is one day.”
Boom!
Click!
Ms. Liu broke the pen in her hand, and her father even smashed the ancient marble desk with one palm.
Hey, I’ll go.
Chen Jing put his hands behind his back and said a few words, "Father, mother, when will you be able to be like children, with the sacred mountain collapsing in front but the color remains unchanged, and the elk rising to the left without blinking."
"It has nothing to do with you, it's all Xiao Man's credit." Chen Ding said with a dark face.
"Uh... Xiaoman is also close to me."
Mother Liu calmed down and said: "If this spiritual duckweed can really grow every day, then the Chen family will have to make new plans. Speaking of This, Fucheng is not peaceful recently."
"What's going on in Fucheng?" Chen Ding asked.
Ms. Liu gave an overview of the current situation in the city.
It is not only the delicate rice that is affected by the eclipse rain, but also the common people who are as fragile as the rice. These low-level mortals may seem insignificant, but they also bear the responsibilities given by society.
If the woodcutter falls ill, the price of firewood will increase.
If farmers fall ill, the price of food will rise.
This will then drive up the prices of all commodities. After all, people’s food costs have increased, and they have to be made up for it from their income.
The cost of food and clothing runs through the lives of ordinary people. Problems with food supply and price fluctuations will bring about a series of consequences.
Until the corresponding proportion of people starve to death.
Although the Chen family is a cultivating family, it is not entirely so.
In this era, we must rely on clan forces to stay together for warmth, and clan growth cannot be separated from having more children.
There are only three or five direct descendants who can cultivate immortality. Those who cannot cultivate immortality naturally engage in secular professions.
There is also the mother clan that is married to the Chen family, which is also a common family.
These things are usually managed by mother Liu.
"Anning Mansion is rich, and the wealthy families in the inner city should not sit idly by like this. If there are too many mortal casualties, the Qingnang Sect will also hold them accountable." Chen Ding was confused after hearing Liu's description.
Liu Shi said: "The Qingnang Sect actually cares about the common world?"
"Of course it does. In this three-acre area of Suizhou, no matter how big or small, everything is decided by the Qingnang Sect. "Definitely, the Qingnang Sect has punished the wealthy clan more than once for hurting the common people." Chen Ding said.
"Oh, it has been raining for more than a month, and we have not seen any action from the Qingnang Sect. After all, we cannot count on those superior immortals. We can only rely on ourselves. As the head of the Chen family, the Chen family Everyone is watching, trying to think of a way to save their relatives from suffering," Mrs. Liu said.
Chen Ding thought for a moment and said: "Jing'er brought this duckweed. Our Chen family is different from the past, and Peiyuandao has not been affected by the disaster, so he summoned the children of all branches of the clan to hold a banquet with spiritual rice once a week. , to overcome difficulties together.”
"So simple and crude?" Chen Jing couldn't help but ask.
"Eating two taels of spiritual rice every week will not extend your life or strengthen your body, but it is still not difficult to withstand disasters and rains. If you implement it in detail, you will trouble your mother." Chen Ding explained.
"It's also a way." Ms. Liu nodded.
"As for the main vein of our Qingniu Mountain, we will plant this duckweed instead and eat the Condensation Pill as jelly beans." When Chen Ding said this, all the worries on his face were immediately wiped away, and he was full of momentum.
As the saying goes, money makes a man bold.
With money.
He only felt that he could solve all problems and lead his family to greater glory.
Finally.
Chen Ding said to Chen Jing: "Jing'er, this opportunity is all due to your merits. I am going to choose a gift for you as my father."
"There is also this kind of thing. Good thing?" Chen Jing was surprised and said: "Didn't you give me a flying sword?"
"Flying swords are flying swords." Chen Ding waved his hand and said: "Let's not mention it for now. Come with me to Fucheng in a while. You will know then."
(End of this chapter)
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