Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 93
Zhan Changfeng went to Fan Zhili to ask about the result of the rental, and the price was three spiritual stones per month.

The common currency in Cangyunjian is Lingzhu, and only those with higher cultivation or higher status use Lingshi as an intermediary for item exchange.

For an ordinary family, an income of a thousand spirit stones a year is already excellent.

Renting a house for three spiritual stones a month is actually a little expensive, after all, it is not the kind of stone room dedicated to the practice that not only provides security but also sits in the spiritual veins to welcome guests.

But people like Zhan Changfeng who can easily trade thousands of spirit stones out, don't feel anything at all.

Therefore, the driver's concern at the beginning was justified. After she paid the deposit for half a year, she found that she was running out of money.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn’t know where I spent it, but I only knew that I planned to exchange the remaining Netherfire Nether Lotus for Spirit Stones, but they were all used to consolidate the cultivation base, and the one left behind by gritted teeth was used to destroy the corpse. Extinct.

Fan Zhili didn't know about her rare entanglement, and after receiving the deposit, he planned for her, "The house will be able to live in, I'll invite some idle villagers to help you repair it, like bedding and cooking utensils, You have to buy it yourself."

"The village chief is thoughtful, troublesome."

"It's still early, I'll go do it for you right away, and you go back first and dispose of the things you don't need in the house."

Zhan Changfeng came to the small building by the lake. In fact, looking at the dilapidated appearance, she really wanted to tear it down and build a new one.Fortunately, her review took into account the purse and did not do whatever she wanted.

But she couldn't keep those tables, chairs, benches, beds and washbasins that were used by others.

Fan Zhili brought a few villagers with good physical strength to work, strolled around the empty room and sighed, "Yes, I'm afraid this day will not be completed, and the furniture will have to be newly made."

A villager said, "Then let's repair the roof, gate and wall first today."

The house is small, but it is not small. There are two entrances in the front and back, and there is an attic above it. Once they have worked, they have worked until the end of the day, and they plan to start working at night.

Zhan Changfeng watched Fan Zhili bring some food, and suddenly realized his negligence.She only wanted to pay the wages, but forgot that they also had to eat.

In fact, this is just a relationship between people in the village. They only pay wages, no food, and no one will say anything. But now Fan Zhili takes care of this relationship for her, and she can't turn a blind eye.

Zhan Changfeng, who has never been worried about food, and currently only eats Bigu Pill, didn't know where to find food for a while. Thinking that the coachmen used to be wild beasts hunting in the mountains, she also headed for the mountains.

As the saying goes, relying on mountains to eat mountains and rely on water to drink water, there are countless peaks in the Limo Mountains. Except for the relatively safe Qingbai Mountain, which is backed by Qingbai Village, the outside is the territory of wild animals. In a sense, it is an excellent place for hunting.

It's a pity that Zhan Changfeng is not familiar with this place, so he went around the mountain and saw nothing.

In the end, a fat rabbit jumped out of nowhere and crashed into the tree next to her.

Zhan Changfeng picked up the rabbit speechlessly, how small is the probability of encountering such a thing.

The wind was blowing slightly, and the forest was silent. Zhan Changfeng didn't stay long after he got the food. He walked back slowly like a walk. A few children passed the house by the roadside, holding bowls of mud to each other, and she looked at her hands. Staring at the rabbit whose red eyes gradually stiffened, he swerved around in a detour.

"Hi, Yi Zhan!"

A figure rushed out of the courtyard next to him like a whirlwind, saw the rabbit in her hand, and shouted, "Oh, you went hunting, I want to hunt too, but my mother never let me go."

Zhan Changfeng didn't catch his point, "Well, do you know where you can help people cook?"

"There are a lot of game restaurants on North Street. If you want someone to make them, I'll take you there." Li Baimao said with a disgusted expression, "But I'll tell you secretly that some of the stores are broken. Rabbit, I don't know what it is in my mouth, and it doesn't taste good, I suggest you ask my mother to do it, my mother's cooking skills are unique."

Zhan Changfeng saw that he really disliked that, so he followed his words and asked, "Can Lingtang help me cook?"

"Of course, my family also has a game restaurant." Li Baimao replied confidently.

North Street is the only commercial street near Qingbai Mountain, mainly to provide various needs for students on the mountain.

Li Baimao took Zhan Changfeng to a restaurant, pointed to the plaque above and said, "My mother is famous here, it is guaranteed to be delicious."

It reads: Li Sanniang Game Restaurant.

The lobby of the restaurant is divided into two, one side is the seats, which is the same as the ordinary tavern, and the other side is the kitchen, which is only separated by a half-meter-high wooden fence.

Some diners stood on the outside of the wooden fence to watch the cooking scene inside, and from time to time a few compliments came out.

Zhan Changfeng stopped and looked, the neat combing table and the cooks in front of the stove were orderly handling the dishes at hand, full of fireworks, but the most eye-catching was the middle-aged woman who was cooking a wild boar.

Her nasolabial folds are a little deep, her expression is focused, and the knife in her hand is extremely stable, and she dismembers the sturdy wild boar into pieces, as simple as cutting a piece of paper.She just kind of turned the bloody scene into a piece of art.

And Zhan Changfeng noticed the aura on her body, she was an ordinary woman without cultivation.

"Look, my mother is amazing, and I will become a person like her in the future." Li Baimao said proudly.

"It's amazing."

"Hey," Li Baimao felt a little embarrassed, he remembered the business, and hurriedly summoned Xiao Er.

He didn't dare to bring the rabbit directly to his mother. His mother paid the most attention to the rules of the kitchen. You can see it, but except the cook, no one wants to go in, not even your own son.

Xiao Er ran over, "Xiao Dong, what's the matter with you?"

"My classmates want to taste my mother's craftsmanship, you help line up."

"Okay," Xiao Er looked at Zhan Changfeng, and pointed one hand to the wall full of menu boards, "What do you want, guest, we can do it above."

Zhan Changfeng handed the rabbit to him, and ordered a few more dishes, thinking that they were doing manual work, so he asked for more meals.

"It will take about half an hour, do you want to eat here or take it away?"

"take away."

"Okay, sit down first."

Li Baimao asked, "Can you finish so many things?"

"It's a late-night snack for the workers."

Li Baimao counted the time and brought it back when it was ready. Isn't it just a late night snack?

Li Baimao saw that Xiao Er was very busy, so he ran to get a cup of tea by himself, poured a cup by himself, and asked, "Master Qin doesn't seem to be satisfied with you, alas, in fact, I don't know what he means. I think you are right, just like Changsheng and you, like Tongshi and me, although they are very far away, even if they can’t be completed, they still have to complete them.”

He curled his lips, "I said it all, I can't recite the general history, didn't he still force me to memorize it?"

The tea soup is mellow and fragrant. The color is clear and it is a good cup of tea.

Zhan Changfeng was dumbfounded, this Li Baimao looked quite lacking, he didn't care much, but his thoughts were quite transparent, and he didn't even realize this kind of transparency.

No wonder Yu Sheng and Han Zhigao became friends with him.

"Maybe it's because my literature and history are not good, and I don't communicate well with him." Zhan Changfeng replied.

Li Baimao rubbed his head, and he was able to fight against Master Qin, go back and forth with Yu Sheng, and set up such a powerful game of chess (if it wasn't for the closure of social studies, the two would still have a stalemate), no matter how you think, they are not illiterate what.

"I see your handwriting is good!".

This is very sincere, but Zhan Changfeng just replied lazily, "I only know these two words."

If it is calculated according to the standard that people in Zangyunjian can understand.

Li Baimao understood, but also thought differently, thinking that she could not write.So I admire it very much in my heart, and I am obviously illiterate but righteous, making people look very advanced and talented!

He excitedly said, "Okay, sister, you pretended that we were all deceived, teach me quickly, I always leak the bottom and make people laugh."

Zhan Changfeng saw his eyes light up, he was amused, and there was nothing left or right, so he started to make up a serious matter, "This is a very simple matter, first of all you have to determine your position."

Li Baimao moved the stool to her side, "What do you mean?"

"It means that when you communicate with people, you see yourself as the superior. The inferior is still the equal."

"How about the equals?"

"Neither humble nor arrogant."

"That's right, how about the subordinates?"

"Neither humble nor arrogant."

"Huh? Isn't it the same?"

"What's the same, the former shows self-confidence, the latter shows integrity." Zhan Changfeng said leisurely, "There is no noble or low in life, but there are depths of ability, rich and poor backgrounds, high and low hearts, good and bad conduct, and thoughts. There are differences, but the principles are different. For the general public, the saying that people divide things into groups is indeed the truth. Once you interact with people, you will always follow this sentence. Then we can draw an analogy, such as You and your friends, the reason you become friends must be the recognition and emotional maintenance of each other, isn't it?"

Li Baimao thought for a while and nodded.

"Then if one day, you find that they have become useless, there is nothing worthy of your respect, what will you do?"

"They won't." Li Baimao denied it, and then said again, "If you say you are a friend, you will be a friend for life."

Zhan Changfeng was noncommittal, "There are many ways of emotional consumption, time, distance, and cognitive differences. Do you still remember the pain of a relative's death? Is this pain still there?"

Li Baimao folded his hands, and looked anxious like self-affirmation, like a defense, "I have always missed them."

"I just miss it." Zhan Changfeng said.

Li Baimao's face turned pale, and the thick-skinned man actually began to change the subject, "Aren't we talking about pretending?"

"Pretend, first of all, you have to look good." Zhan Changfeng said, "Equal dealings, neither humble nor arrogant, in fact, I am telling you that the premise of equal dealings is that you have comparable strength and similar excellence. You don't have to bend your knees, and he doesn't have to accommodate. , and how to do this is to keep your self-confidence and make yourself better or better, otherwise, you can only drift further away.”

"confidence?"

"Have the ability to solve the troubles you cause, have the courage to take on the responsibilities that you should bear, and have the strength to help your relatives and friends when they are in trouble."

Li Baimao was thoughtful, and gradually became a little embarrassed. After a long time, he asked, "What should I do?"

"It's all about promoting strengths and avoiding weaknesses." Zhan Changfeng said smoothly.

(End of this chapter)