Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

The silent atmosphere lasted for a while, and whispers began to murmur.

"Six taels and five cents!"

"Really six taels and five cents?"

"Strange, that's not making a fortune, they are all precious fish, why is Ah Shui's so expensive? So good?"

Obviously, everyone was shocked by Master Hu's offer.

Li Libo, who was standing next to him, counted on his fingers and was shocked.

Chen Jiechang's red blood perch weighed two catties, seven taels and six cents, and he only made three taels of silver, a total of one catty, one tael and one cent.

But Liang Qu's ox-horn pomfret weighed three catties, two taels and one cent, and it was actually six taels and five cents! A total of one catty and two taels, almost twice that of the red blood perch!

Wait, why did I say that the red blood perch "only" made three taels.

Li Libo fell into silence.

At the same time, Liang Qu was also in great joy.

I thought that a precious fish would only greatly reduce the time it took to join the martial arts hall, but I never expected that it would directly fill up the progress bar!

Counting the two taels and eight cents of silver he had saved these days, Liang Qu's total property has exceeded nine taels and three cents!

Not only did he meet the minimum requirement of seven taels to enter the martial arts hall, but he also had a place to collect taxes after autumn.

As for the idea of ​​not wanting to sell, there was no such idea at all.

The other martial artist could give a significantly different price, which showed that he did not take advantage of the narrow-mindedness of the rural fishermen and did not know the ox-horn pomfret to make a random offer. Otherwise, he could have offered a price similar to that of the red blood perch.

Besides, a few taels of silver is really not much for a martial artist. For example, Chen Jiechang earns a hundred coins a day, which is three taels a month, but he is not rich because of his high living expenses.

If the price is really suppressed, there is no way. It doesn't make sense that it will not be suppressed in Pingyang Town. The fishermen are not stupid, and the martial artists are not stupid either. If they sell directly, they can save more than ten miles.

"Sell, of course, but I have a question to ask Lord Hu."

Liang Qu calmed down and made a small request.

Master Hu said briefly: "Ask."

"Why is the price of ox-horn pomfret twice that of red blood perch, both of which are precious fish?"

The fishermen nearby all pricked up their ears and were very curious.

The world of martial artists is mysterious and desirable after all. It is undoubtedly refreshing to know something that others don't know.

Hearing Liang Qu's question, Master Hu did not get impatient and explained: "The horns of ox-horn pomfret can be used as medicine and made into secret pills. It has the effect of improving the essence and can help break the blood barrier. I am at this level now, and it is of great use to me."

So that's it!

Liang Qu thought of the pair of small horns he had kept before, and was glad that he didn't throw them away.

Master Hu was quite sincere.

Everything went smoothly afterwards. Liang Qu presented the fresh ox-horn pomfret, and Master Hu threw a bag of silver and money and left without even asking for the bag.

Before leaving, he shouted: "If anyone can catch the same fish with strange shapes in the future, come and tell me, I won't let you suffer a loss."

The fishermen at the pier cheered in unison.

According to the information revealed earlier, Master Hu has reached the fourth level of skin, meat, bones and blood. Once he passes it, Master Wu is no longer a respectful title, but a solid ability. A few precious fish are indeed crucial.

Liang Qu thought secretly.

After Master Hu left, the fishermen at the pier no longer cared about the volume. For a while, they all congratulated Liang Qu on his good luck. Some even went forward to touch it, trying to get something mysterious.

In the past half month, Liang Qu has caught a yellow croaker, a spotted fish, and now he has caught a precious fish. He is simply a walking lucky man.

In the crowd, Liang Qu tightly grasped his purse, but did not refuse.

Going fishing is more uncertain than farming and harvesting crops, so fishermen tend to believe in the existence of some mysterious forces more than farmers. There are many large and small sacrificial activities in Yixing City, but it is because of the developed productivity.

They are all led by wealthy families and use livestock.

Of course, there are warriors in this world who are definitely not ordinary people. Liang Qu can't say for sure whether there are those indescribable things.

For a while, the limelight of two people catching treasure fish at Shangrao Pier was almost taken away by Liang Qu alone.

Chen Jiechang stood outside the crowd and touched his heavy purse. He was unwilling, but he had no choice but to leave alone.

After the excitement was over and the fishermen dispersed, Li Libo screamed: "My God, six taels, my ancestors have never been able to save so much money."

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't know who is going to the martial arts hall to become a disciple." Liang Qu stuffed his money bag, returned to the boat, secretly put away the two fish horns as big as finger bones on the boat, and at the same time grabbed Li Libo's fishing net and returned it to him, "Your fishing net has helped me a lot."

"Hey, you have to treat me to a meal?"

"I had planned to do that."

Having made a fortune and about to enter the martial arts hall, Liang Qu seemed to be in high spirits, so of course he wanted to treat people.

The two went directly to the foot shop and ordered a chicken, a plate of mutton and a plate of pork, as well as a pot of hot wine. They spent hundreds of coins and had a good meal with Li Libo.

Liang Qu didn't drink alcohol and wasn't used to it, but Li Libo could drink. Fishermen often go into the water, so they all drink alcohol. In addition, he was happy today, so he ordered a pot of wine for him, and the host and the guest were all happy.

After eating and drinking, Li Libo blushed, looked around, and whispered: "When are you going to the martial arts hall?"

Liang Qu smiled: "How do you know I'm going to the martial arts hall?"

He was originally a loner, and he didn't have any close friends at the pier, but Liang Qu was different. He was generous, and he had treated Li Libo to two meals, so the relationship between the two was much closer than at the beginning.

"Nonsense, you asked me so carefully last time that even a fool could see what you were thinking. But it's normal. Who hasn't thought about practicing martial arts and becoming a martial arts master? They are the best of the best, unlike us peasants who smell like fish."

Li Libo's tone was not without envy. If he became a martial arts master, he would be registered and subsidized by the court. He would be free from the status of a slave and no longer have to go out fishing all day, nor would he smell like fish. The smell was pickled and could not be washed off by soap beans.

The Dashun Dynasty was founded only sixty years ago, and in recent years, the weather was good. It was not that they were hungry, but it was indeed very tiring to run around for that little food every day. No one wanted to live like this for the rest of their lives.

All the young men under the age of twenty in Yixing City had fantasized about their amazing roots, being appreciated by masters, and becoming a great master.

It's a pity that most people couldn't pass the high threshold of seven taels of silver. Even if they could afford it, they would not have much of a future, whether they were poor in literature or rich in martial arts.

Li Libo originally thought that Liang Qu was also a young man with dreams, but he didn't expect that a precious fish today made him look at him with new eyes.

Six taels and five cents, almost enough to meet the threshold.

This kid, I'm afraid he will enter the martial arts hall with me.

It's just too coincidental. Not long after asking, he made a fortune that could enter the martial arts hall. And the fight with bald Zhang. Speaking of it, I haven't seen him for more than half a month, which is quite strange.

Li Libo felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He just felt that there was no one like Liang Qu in the whole Yixing City.

"Yes, my father left some savings before, which is enough." Liang Qu felt that there was no need to deny it.

Li Libo looked like it was true, and put his arm around Liang Qu's neck and laughed: "That's great, I was worried that I would be bullied in the martial arts hall, just right, we two can be brothers!"

"Yeah."