Chapter 25 Attitude Change (4 updates)
“What are you doing?”
Shi Hiiragi’s eyes widened.
Fang Yu slowly retracted his move and said in a deep voice.
“I’m getting started”
"You just get started, why are you beating the table?"
Ah?
Fang Yu pointed at himself.
“Senior Sister Mei, I’m just getting started!”
“I’m not deaf, I asked you why you broke the table!”
No, is the table important? I have entered martial arts!
My Nantianmen has been killed until the sky is dark and the sky is dark. You ask me if my eyes are dry?
“Do you know how much this table cost?”
But as soon as Shi Zhongmei said these words, Fang Yu suddenly woke up.
It was as if just now he was wandering in the realm of supreme martial arts in the fog, and the next second someone asked him, have you bought a house or a car?
Reality.
Is he really realistic?
Fang Yu's momentum suddenly disappeared.
Is this table expensive...
“How much, how much is it?”
"10 taels."
Harm!
Fang Yu waved his hand.
“Use my meatballs!”
Now in Fang Yu’s eyes, meal supplement meatballs are like a money printing machine, omnipotent!
From the advance of three months of wool and 90 taels of meatballs from Sister Mei in March, after excluding the 60 taels used, there are still 30 taels of meatballs, which is enough to offset the capital.
What a big deal.
But the next moment, he heard Shi Hiiragi say a very scary thing.
"Meatballs cannot be exchanged for silver."
"...What do you mean?"
"Literally. I don't have any money either."
Fang Yu:? ? ?
So this meatball does not support cashing out? ?
Only when it is exchanged for decoction, is it worth 1 tael of silver? ?
As if afraid that Fang Yu wouldn’t understand, Shi Zhimei added.
"And if you use cash to buy meatballs, it won't be at this price. I can only give you 100 yuan for a month's share of meatballs. But this time, advance credit is not supported."
Meaning The food expenses for the next month must be paid first.
But...
100 texts?
It has shrunk so much that it has exploded, okay?
I paid 2 taels of silver for food and sold you the most important meatballs, but it only cost 100 wen. Am I crazy? ?
What a shady deal!
"The remaining 30 taels I mentioned before..."
Fang Yu said cautiously, holding on to his last hope.
Shi Hiiragi shook her head.
"There is no such thing as 30 taels. We only have decoction and a purchase price of 100 taels."
"Then...what should we do with this table??"
"You can figure it out yourself. We The transaction stops at six bowls of soup in exchange for your two months’ supply of meatballs.”
Fang Yu was confused, what is this?
He thought he had found a loophole and had a universal money printing machine.
Emotional soup and meatballs are both virtual values, right? They are priced at the same level, but in reality they are all nesting dolls of the void.
"Also, you must pay the two taels of food expenses for next month, otherwise we will not let you go."
It seems that Fang Yu is panicked and poor. Seemingly, Shi Hiiragi narrowed her eyes and said.
Why are you still threatening? ?
Fang Yu is so depressed.
He had planned everything, cash out the meatballs, get rich, and go straight to the top of his life.
The result was that he was directly knocked back to reality.
He even inexplicably owed a huge debt of 10 taels of silver from the table.
This is not enough to compensate even the 5 taels of silver that the second sister took back.
“I will report the broken table to the master as well as your introduction to martial arts.”
After a pause, Shi Hiongmei looked at the remains of the table and softened her attitude.
"Also, that blow just now... was very powerful."
Entering martial arts and not joining martial arts are two completely different lives. Even if some people can join a martial arts gym through the back door, they will always stay outside the martial arts due to factors such as talent.
Shi Hiiragi sneered at such people, and even felt that they were not worth wasting energy.
But Shi Zhimei doesn't mind making friends with those promising junior brothers and sisters.
Although Yuan Ti Martial Arts School has a smaller number of disciples compared to other martial arts schools. But sometimes it is inevitable to encounter debt of gratitude.
Just like today, even a strong man like the master can only accept the letter of recommendation from the Li family without any complaints.
As for whether this person can be trained, the master actually doesn't care. He just adds more bowls and raises a useless person.
There are many people like this in the Yuan Ti Martial Arts School.
But if you really have some qualifications and have entered the martial arts threshold, then naturally you will be treated differently. You will be treated the same as other disciples, and there is no need to treat you differently.
Shi Hiiragi calculated the amount of soup that Xia Yu drank.
"Six bowls, including the free bowl, seven bowls of decoction to get started. Not bad, the qualifications are acceptable."
Anyway, Shi Hiiragi would not admit that she is qualified to get started with five bowls of decoction. Bad.
“From now on, you can be considered an official disciple of our Yuan Ti Martial Arts School.”
"After I go to report to the master, you will have another chance to pick a martial arts secret book for free. The master will tell you later."
After saying that, Shi Hiiragi went out. Go.
When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped.
She hesitated for a moment, as if she felt a little embarrassed that she had cheated Fang Yu, and said.
"Diao Deyi, you may not understand how much these Yuanxin meatballs are helpful for daily martial arts practice."
"You may not feel much if you only eat it for a day or two."
"But if you insist on eating it every day, you will find that your progress in martial arts training will be faster than that of others of the same age."
< br>“This is also one of the reasons why our Yuan Ti Martial Arts School can develop and grow to this day.”
“This is a unique reward for our martial arts school.”
“Before I I think it is difficult for you to enter martial arts. After all, you have only started practicing martial arts at this age, so you can..."
"And this is how we came here when we started. Either spend money, or exchange future meatballs for soup."
"This is a process that all new disciples will have. I am not specifically targeting you."< br>
“So don’t blame me for doing this kind of thing. You have successfully stepped into the martial arts threshold because of this.”
“As for the future, as I said, Yuanxin Meatballs are very good for martial arts practice. It’s important that you keep the best for yourself. This is a little advice from me as a senior sister.”
After saying that, Fang Yu left without waiting for another word. Fang Yu looked depressed, and the table next to him was broken to the ground.
At this moment, a young man walked in.
"Junior Brother Diao? Senior Sister Mei asked me to take you to the martial arts training ground."
Fang Yu raised his head: "...Why are you going to the martial arts training ground?"
"Driving wooden stakes ."
"Stake?"
"Yes."
The young man explained calmly.
“There is a rule in our martial arts school. Any new disciple has a chance to drive a wooden stake.”
“The wooden stake has a scale of 1-10. The disciple’s first time When driving a wooden pile, you will get a corresponding number of silver rewards as far as you can drive the wooden pile. ”
The boy said this and looked at the ground. The table has splintered wood, so you probably know what's going on.
"Senior Sister Mei said, if you really have no money, just use this opportunity, try to drive the wooden stakes far enough, and exchange a sum of silver to compensate the martial arts school."
"However, we generally recommend that first After a few months of martial arts, I will use this opportunity to challenge again.”
Is there such a good thing? !
Fang Yu’s eyes suddenly lit up.
Only then did he look directly at the young man.
[Lin Wu: 32/32. 】
Hmph!
32 blood garbage!
Fang Yu secretly commented sharply.
Looked at the top of his head.
[Diao Deyi: 22/22. 】
Fang Yu:...
He changed his comment in his mind.
Lin Wu, this son, has some strength and is on par with me.
With a wave of his hand, Fang Yu was full of heroic spirit.
"Brother, lead the way!"
(End of this chapter)