Lord of Puluo

Li Banfeng sat in his pocket and made a profound summary of the previous series of crazy actions.

He attacked people from the Dark Star Bureau. Although he didn't know what kind of organization the Dark Star Bureau was, since it had the word bureau in it, it must have something to do with the public.

He came to an incredible place and inexplicably became a dark energy user.

It would be fine if he was a normal dark energy user. He also practiced two completely incompatible sects.

What’s next?

Return to Yuezhou?

Looking for He Jiaqing in the hospital bed?

What to buy a ticket for?

The wallet, shirt, trousers, and leather shoes were all left in the old house, and it was impossible for Li Banfeng to go back and get them.

All his current possessions include a bowler hat, a hiking hat, a set of pajamas, a T-shirt, a pair of sweatpants, a pair of sneakers, two boxes of instant noodles, a box of potato chips, and a little more than a pack of spicy strips. There is also the copper lotus by He Jiaqing.

Sell ​​the copper lotus in exchange for a ticket back to Yuezhou?

The key is how much is this copper lotus worth? It is probably not suitable to sell scrap copper.

If you don’t sell copper lotus flowers, what will you eat next?

I don't even have a dollar left on me.

Li Banfeng slept in the portable home all night.

The portable home is very quiet, with almost no noise. Although there are no windows, the air is very fresh, and there is no other smell except for the dust accumulated over the years.

What made Li Banfeng wake up from his sleep was hunger and thirst.

Yesterday I only ate one bag of instant noodles and didn't drink much water.

Now Li Banfeng fumbled for another bag of instant noodles, but he didn't know how to swallow it.

Dry chewing was definitely not going to work anymore. Li Banfeng left his home, returned to the alley, put away the keys, found a house, and knocked on the door.

Although he grew up in an orphanage and suffered a lot, the matter of begging for water... was still a bit overwhelming.

Sister, please give me a bowl of water. I don't want food, I just want a bowl of water.

Li Banfeng repeatedly emphasized that he did not want to eat, and the eldest sister did give him a bowl of water, but the look in his eyes made Li Banfeng feel like his face was pricked with dozens of thorns.

Now we are begging for water, but how far are we from begging for food?

There are only two boxes of instant noodles.

I have to find a way to make a living.

Travelers walked at least twenty miles every day. Li Banfeng ate a noodle cake and started wandering along the streets of Neigou.

Excuse me. The second young lady of the Chu family attempted to kill her husband on their wedding night. She fled in fear of the crime. Her husband's family offered a reward of three million!

Sir, buy a newspaper. Today’s new addition, big news, only 50 cents!

Fifty cents is nothing.

Li Banfeng looked at the newsboy with a smile.

How about I sell newspapers with you?

Jobs selling newspapers are not easy to find, and many children make a living by selling newspapers.

Li Banfeng neither understands the newspaper market nor the techniques of selling newspapers. In his impression, newspapers disappeared from the public's sight ten years ago.

Li Banfeng found two shops in the town that were recruiting workers, one was a furniture store and the other was a rice store.

Li Banfeng's requirements are not high. He just works odd jobs for a few days and earns a fare.

But neither of these two stores hired Li Banfeng because Li Banfeng was dressed strangely.

Wearing a half-sleeved T-shirt and a hat doesn't seem that weird to Li Banfeng, but the store owner thinks he doesn't look like a serious person.

At noon, his stomach growled again. Li Banfeng asked for another bowl of water and ate a pancake. By this time, the only food left was a box of potato chips.

It’s difficult, it’s really difficult.

There was really no job in Neigou, so Li Banfeng walked to the edge of the town and walked towards Waigou.

The area of ​​the outer ditch is much larger than that of the inner ditch.

The situation in the outer ditch is much more complicated than that in the inner ditch.

Walking along the dirt road, Li Banfeng saw working farmers, low-rise houses, and mountains and forests without human beings for miles.

Walking all the way to dusk, the last pack of instant noodles has long been digested, and the potato chips have been eaten.

The only good news was that Li Banfeng felt the tremors of his mind.

This is a special feeling from a cultivator. It reminds Li Banfeng that he has walked twenty miles and has completed the basic training for the day.

The home repairman also feels this aspect, but it is relatively gentle. Every time he stays in the portable home for two hours, Li Banfeng can feel a refreshing and comfortable feeling.

There was a restaurant ahead. It was a small restaurant with five tables set up in a dark tile-roofed room. There was a notice posted at the door saying that they were looking for waiters.

Li Banfeng wanted to go there and try his luck, but suddenly he heard someone in the restaurant saying hello: Brother Li, it's you!

Li Banfeng turned around and saw a fat young man eating noodles. There were three bowls of noodles and three empty bowls on the table.

Little Fatty Qin!

Li Banfeng was startled!

Qin Xiaopang greeted: Brother Li, come and sit down. We are really destined. Do you like this restaurant too? I like it very much. The food here is cheap and affordable.

Li Banfeng told the truth directly: Brother Qin, to be honest, I'm not here to eat, I'm here to see how this company is recruiting, and I'm here to find a job.

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Qin Xiaopang was startled: What do you mean by coming to a restaurant to find work?

Li Banfeng showed bitterness on his face: I can't do it if I don't look for it. I don't have a big body, so I'm going to have to eat!

Qin Xiaopang was a kind-hearted person. He patted his chest and said, Brother, give me two more bowls of noodles. Brother Li, if you don't mind, let's eat first!

Li Banfeng was very embarrassed. Why would he eat from someone he met by chance?

If you don't eat, you are looking down on me! Qin Xiaopang pulled a chair and pulled Li Banfeng to sit down. The steaming Yangchun noodles were served after a while.

Food repair, five pounds of rice a day, five bowls of noodles a meal, this is the basic operation for the little fat man.

Li Banfeng was also starving. There was no meat in Yangchun noodles, only half a bowl of broth, a spoonful of soy sauce, and two cabbages. However, Li Banfeng felt that this was the most delicious delicacy he had ever tasted.

After finishing the two bowls of noodles in a flash, Xiaopang paid for the meal and said to Li Banfeng, Brother Li, this place is a mess. Let's find a place to talk.

The two of them left the restaurant and found a quiet place on the edge of the woods. Xiaopang asked in a low voice: Brother, are you ready?

I'm done. Li Banfeng nodded.

Qin Xiaopang lowered his voice lower: Which door did you enter?

Xiaopang is a sincere person, and Li Banfeng also knows Xiaopang's Taoism. It would be a bit dishonest not to tell the truth at this time.

I entered the traveling training camp.

Li Banfeng didn't say anything about the house repairs. He couldn't explain it clearly and couldn't talk about it easily.

Qin Xiaopang scratched his cheek: It stands to reason that traveling monks have no shortage of livelihood. They can deliver letters, escort, and bodyguards. Even if they don't have enough money, they can even pull a car.

Li Banfeng smiled, he really wanted to pull the rickshaw.

He inquired about it. As a traveling repairman, if he went to pull a cart and was a cart driver with a steamer, it would be very easy for a business trip to cost several hundred yuan.

Especially Li Banfeng’s hiking hat, it has the temperament of a coachman!

To pull a foreign rickshaw, you must first have a car. Li Banfeng didn't have a car.

If you don't have a car, you can rent it, but you need a deposit, and Li Banfeng can't afford the deposit.

Moreover, the driver pulling the cart must have a license, and Li Banfeng will not be able to obtain a license in the short term.

The most important thing is that you have to know the road when pulling a cart, and Li Banfeng doesn't know the road.

The traveler has the gift of knowing the way, but he does not know the most basic place names, which obviously does not meet the basic business requirements of a coachman.

Seeing that Li Banfeng remained silent, Qin Xiaopang smiled and said: It's my fault that I can't speak. What kind of people are our brothers? How can we be able to pull carts?

Brother Li, I have a small business here. I don’t have much money, but I can make some emergency money. It depends on whether you are willing to take action.

Brother, I've already gone to the restaurant to find food, so what's the point of being picky? It's just that you are talking about doing business, and I have no capital.

No capital is needed. This is a capitalless business. The capital is our life. Have you heard of Kuwu Mountain?

Kuwu Mountain?

Li Banfeng shook his head: I haven't heard of it.

Qin Xiaopang said: There is no one in Yaowanggou who doesn't know Kuwu Mountain. This mountain has been shrouded in thick fog all year round. The fog is highly poisonous. Most people who go up the mountain will definitely die.

Li Banfeng frowned. This was simply a natural gas chamber: What business are you doing here?

Have you ever heard of the Serpentia in Bitter Mist Mountain?

Li Banfeng shook his head, he must have never heard of it.

Qin Xiaopang raised his voice slightly: This snake flower blooms once a year, and the flowering period lasts only one day.

Serpentia chrysanthemum is the main ingredient for refining Serpentine Pill. One Serpentine Pill can be worth a day's practice.

Didn't I tell you before that it takes ten years of practice to improve one level of cultivation. If you take a snake-spot pill every day, it is equivalent to one more day of practice. Calculated in this way, you can improve one level in five years.

The day after tomorrow is the day when the serpentia blooms, and several medicine stores have already offered prices. One serpentia plant costs 85 yuan.

In Kuwu Mountain, if an ordinary person is lucky and can find two or three plants in one hour, and twenty or thirty plants in ten hours, he can earn two thousand yuan.

You are a traveling monk with good footwork. You can earn three thousand in ten hours at least, and there are some who can earn five thousand. What do you think of this business?

Three thousand yuan, the ticket will definitely be fine, and I can still live a happy life for two days when I return to Yuezhou.

This deal can be done!

Li Banfeng was about to agree, but then he thought: No, since the mist is highly poisonous, isn't going to the mountain to collect medicine a risk of death?

Qin Xiaopang said: Most people will die if they go there, but we are different!

We have cultivation skills and are in much better shape than ordinary people. A traveling cultivator like you can endure ten hours on the mountain. If you grit your teeth, you can endure fifteen hours.

After going down the mountain, I vomited for a day to clear up the vomiting, and then rested for two days and it was over.

I am a food cultivator. I have enough to eat and drink, so I can stay on the mountain for twenty hours.

This business really costs one’s own life!

Li Banfeng thought about the profits, nodded and said, Brother, I've done this business.

Qin Xiaopang smiled and said: You can run fast, but I can handle it. Our brothers will definitely make a profit from this business!

PS: Dear readers, let’s go pick chrysanthemums with Banfeng!