Lu Wuya closed the door but didn't lock it.
The valuable things were all hidden, and ordinary people could not find them.
For example, his big bed weighed 100 pounds. Could a normal person move the big bed?
The remaining spiritual rice was in the jade space. Whoever could draw the spiritual rice could only blame their bad luck.
"Little Lu, where did you buy the rice that you eat every day? How much is a catty? Can you sell some to the auntie?”
Lu Wuya had just left when a thick-skinned auntie walked over.
The main reason was that the spiritual rice was too fragrant. Not only did she want to eat it, but her grandson also wanted to eat it.
Therefore, he wanted to buy some spiritual rice here.
"Auntie, it's not that I don't want to give it to you, but this is tribute rice. In ancient times, it was offered to the emperor as tribute.”
"I gave some to my cousin's uncle's grandson because he became a general. It's 100 yuan per catty.”
Lu Wuya made up a random excuse.
Neighbors were too embarrassed to reject him directly, so they could only reject him tactfully.
What tribute rice was nonsense.
"100 RMB per catty? Really?”
The auntie was shocked by the price.
The nearby neighbors had their own ideas, but they were all dissuaded when they heard Lu Wuya's price.
This price was really ridiculous.
"Of course it's true. Think about it, rice is already expensive these days, not to mention such fragrant rice. The production is very small, and it's specially supplied by the royal family.”
"If the Qing Dynasty hadn't fallen, these warlords wouldn't have been able to use it, let alone me.”
Lu Wuya continued to bluff. He believed what he said.
The auntie also believed it. Yes, such fragrant rice was unheard of. Only the royal family could eat it.
She couldn't afford to spend 100 yuan on a catty of rice.
In this day and age, how many people had 100 dollars at home? It was already not bad to have 10 dollars.
What kind of family could afford such rice? Lu Wuya's family was probably the only one.
"Then forget it."
The auntie shook her head and left.
Lu Wuya greeted his neighbors on the same street and went to the nearby market.
There were many shops selling fish, meat, and even live chickens and ducks.
Many people came here to sell vegetables every day.
"I bought fish. Fresh, live fish."
"I just slaughtered a pig today.”
Lu Wuya weaved through the crowd and found a firewood picker.
"I want all these firewood. Send them to my house.”
"Alright, I'll send it over now.”
The firewood seller was very happy. He had brought a large batch of firewood today, but he did not expect to sell it so quickly.
"Wait here for a while. I still have to buy some things. After I buy them, send them to my house and prepare some firewood.”
Lu Wuya planned to cultivate seriously in the future and become an otaku.
However, he needed enough firewood first to save time from making a trip every two to three days.
There weren't many entertainment activities these days, so he could only rest at home.
"Understood, boss. I'll wait for you here.”
Those who bought firewood were even happier. They did not expect to have a big business today.
Lu Wuya parted ways with the firewood seller and found a chicken seller.
"Fellow villager, do you have young hens here? It's best if they're just grown up. I want to buy a few.”
"Of course I have young hens. How many do you want to buy? One is very expensive." The fellow villager said with a smile.
"Give me ten. I'm going to raise them at home.”
Lu Wuya did some calculations. The spiritual rice husks he obtained every day were enough to feed ten chickens.
"Yes, but it's at home. If you need it, I can send it to you in the afternoon.”
The fellow villager was very happy. This should be a big deal.
Earn more money and have a bumper harvest this year.
"No problem, then send them over in the afternoon. Oh right, I want these old hens. Send them to my house now.”
Lu Wuya generously bought all the chickens. The old hen was also a chicken. Now that he had bought it, he would nurture it well. The eggs laid by it would have spiritual energy.
"Boss, don't worry. I'll send it to your house now.”
The fellow villager happily picked up all the chicken coops and followed Lu Wuya silently, calculating how much he had earned this time.
He should be able to earn a lot of money.
On his way back, Lu Wuya saw three familiar figures at the corner.
He had seen the two of them before, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.
Although he had never met the middle-aged man at the front, he knew this person.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's master, Ninth Uncle.
He had thought that he might have met Ninth Uncle before and had once thought of abandoning the Feng Shui Master and becoming Ninth Uncle's disciple.
Fortunately, he did not abandon the Feng Shui Master.
With his current situation, he didn't even need to acknowledge Ninth Uncle as his master. He could still do well. After all, he was a genius.
He was a genius in alchemy and talisman drawing.
As long as the heavens gave him a year, he would be able to completely surpass Ninth Uncle. There was no need for him to learn from a master.
Lu Wuya only glanced at Ninth Uncle and did not continue paying attention to him.
He was Lin Ying's fan, not Ninth Uncle's fan. Naturally, he didn't need to worship her, let alone be a bootlicker.
Perhaps he would encounter Ninth Uncle in the future, but at least for now, he did not need to greet him. He could treat him as a stranger.
Just as Lu Wuya left, Ninth Uncle stared at Lu Wuya in surprise.
He could feel the fluctuation of Dharma power coming from Lu Wuya's body. It was not as profound as his, but it was much stronger than his two disciples.
Most importantly, he saw Lu Wuya's face. It was delicate and delicate with a hint of youthfulness, which meant that Lu Wuya was a young man.
He was so young, yet he had such strong magic power fluctuations. He was really a genius.
"Master, do you want to know that person? I know him. His name is Lu Wuya. He's a cultivator.”
Qiu Sheng saw Ninth Uncle's eyes and knew who his master was looking at.
Besides, there were so many people here, and only Lu Wuya was an outsider. They didn't know him.
"You know him?"
Ninth Uncle sized up Qiusheng.
Qiu Sheng actually knew such a handsome young man.
"Last time, he was the one who solved Huang Baiwan's family problem. He's amazing. He solved the ghost infant with a few talismans.”
Wen Cai suddenly appeared and flattered Lu Wuya.
Don't get me wrong. The two of them were just trying to flatter Lu Wuya to tell Ninth Uncle that Huang Baiwan's 100 yuan was earned by Lu Wuya and had nothing to do with them.
The money was theirs. They would never give up on this hundred yuan.
"I see. This young man is very powerful. I just don't know who his master is.”
Ninth Uncle's tone was sour.
That's right. He wanted to learn from Lu Wuya, but he would be the master and Lu Wuya the disciple.
With such an outstanding disciple like Lu Wuya, he would definitely gain a lot of face when he went out to meet his fellow disciples in the future.
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