by Zhi Bai
Du Shoushou nodded his head: "An Zheng, don't worry, I won't let you down!"
After the two of them left the academy, the remaining children in the room all let out a long breath. They didn't know why, but as An Zheng sat there, they felt a huge pressure as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back.
Back at An Zheng's home, An Zheng realised that the Chen Family members had already left. This caused An Zheng to be surprised, the Chen family could not even keep this many people, it was obvious that they met with some big trouble. However, no one came to the Great Wangfei Hall today to attend lessons, and with the sudden arrival of the Chen family's young master, Chen Shaobai, who was going to the Zaocang, when all these matters were related, An Zheng felt that the Nanshan Street might face a bloody storm.
Seeing An Zheng coming back, Zhong Jiuge's face twisted.
"Master, you're finally back."
When Zhong Jiuge saw An Zheng, it was as if he saw his savior. His face was twisted, as if his face was going to cramp up. As soon as An Zheng entered the door, he asked about the smell of urine and could not help but frown: "This is?"
Zhong Jiuge said: "Anzhu, you said that I am not allowed to move. I just sat there cross-legged, not daring to even drink a mouthful of water. But... But there are some things that you can't control. "
"Did you pee? Didn't you prepare the urinal? "
"Yeah, I was prepared, I hid it under my clothes, but …" "I'm not aiming at …"
An Zheng covered his face, "Forget it, let's go out and train then. Let this guy change his clothes."
Fatty walked out of the room with a smile. He turned around and gave Ye Zichen a thumbs up, "You're so professional, even if you peed your pants you wouldn't move."
Zhong Jiuge replied, "Of course, this is my professional ethics."
An Zheng went out to teach Du Shoushou how to identify acupoints, then he practiced the accuracy of his movement speed. An Zheng had also trained so hard in the past. Du Shoushou was born lazy, but the moment he thought of cultivating in the future, he gritted his teeth and persevered. He suddenly felt that he was far worse off than An Zheng. Turning his head to look at An Zheng, he discovered that An Zheng was squatting at the side of the courtyard and roasting sweet potatoes.
"An Zheng, didn't you say that you can practice it together with us …"
"I don't need to train in this stage, I won't be able to improve even if I don't change my physique."
Just as An Zheng finished answering, he saw a small palanquin being carried outside the courtyard. Four muscular men dressed in black carried the palanquin to the door.
"Anzhu, we should go to Zaocang. We have received young master's orders to come and fetch you."
An Zheng wiped his hands on his clothes, "Then let's go."
A servant in black took out a set of dark blue brocade robes from the palanquin and said, "This is what the young master has prepared for you."
An Zheng lowered his head to look at the dirty clothes that he was wearing after getting dried up, and shook his head: "I'll wear this."
Chapter 14 - Spirit Jade
When An Zheng got down from the palanquin with the cat in his arms, everyone at the entrance of the Zaocang was stunned. A impoverished youth in tattered clothes was carrying a cat that was as white as jade in his arms. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed somewhat strange. When the two attendants at the entrance of the Zaocang saw An Zheng, they really didn't know what to do. Stop him? But that was the Chen family's sedan chair, the servants of the Zaocang all had good eyesight, and they could tell that the sedan bearers were all members of the Chen family.
If they did not stop him, his black clothes would still emit the stench of blood, which was not good for his reputation as the Zaocang.
After An Zheng got off the palanquin, he seriously asked the palanquin owner who was standing beside him: "Should I give you a tip?"
The sedan bearer knew that the young master valued this young man very much, so he did not dare ask for any tips. He quickly waved his hand and said, "There's no need for this, it's my duty to do this."
"Oh …" Did you bring any silver? "
An Zheng said: "The silver I have brought are all large silver ingots, they were not scattered."
The sedan bearer was stunned for a moment. He took out a few pieces of scattered silver, about four taels. "I did bring some."
An Zheng took out five taels of silver from his bosom and placed it in the hands of the sedan bearer. Then, he grabbed the four taels of silver from the sedan bearer. He then took out a piece that was about one or two grams and placed it in the hands of the attendant at the entrance. "Please bring me to see Chen Shaobai, thank you."
The servant who took the silver looked confused, and hesitated for a moment before bringing An Zheng in. He looked back at the sedan bearer and saw that his expression was even more confused than his own.
After An Zheng entered the door, he took a look. The hall was at least five meters tall, and was decorated with paintings and paintings. Dozens of tables were set up in the hall, each surrounded by people. Some women in seductive dresses were walking back and forth, pouring more tea and pouring more water. These girls didn't look that handsome, but their figures were enough to make anyone drool. Her waist was thin enough, and her buttocks were perfectly round. His legs were exposed under the short skirt and were long and straight.
The manservant was still in a stupefied state. He looked at the tael of silver in his hands, hesitating as to whether he should just throw it away or not. However, he was experienced and knowledgeable, so he knew that you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. Although An Zheng saw that he was down and out and was extremely petty, who knew what kind of unique big shot he was. But even though he thought that, it did not stop the servant from cursing An Zheng dozens of times in his heart.
"The people sitting on the first floor are all ordinary guests."
The attendant leading the way led An Zheng to the second floor: The Chen family has a private room on the second floor, Young Master Chen Shaobai is already inside.
An Zheng nodded and asked: "How much do you guys pay in this month?"
The attendant replied, "80 taels of silver per month is an exception. There are still some customers who would tip them and barely make it through."
An Zheng immediately took out another handful of silver, and then picked the smallest one and placed it in the servant's hands. "If you want to recruit workers in the future, remember to tell me."
Waiter: "…"
When An Zheng reached the second floor, he realized that there were already people pretty much in every room. The interior of the private dining room was elegantly designed. It was filled with red wood furniture, and the tea sets on the table were all gilded. It wouldn't be rare for a casual teapot to cost a hundred and eighty silver taels. When they walked through the corridor, everyone in the private room was attracted by An Zheng's attention. None of them knew how a little beggar like this was able to get onto the second floor of Zaocang.
One had to know that the people who could enter the Zaocang were not just the big figures, they were also from other places. Those who could make it up to the second floor were even more incredible. An Zheng, this impoverished youth, openly entered the room and went upstairs. Many people were curious.
When An Zheng saw Chen Shaobai, the other party was drinking tea. A young man who was just over ten years old was drinking tea with a teacup in his hand.
It had to be said that Chen Shaobai was very beautiful. This kind of young man, in a few more years, would definitely be a young master who could captivate many young girls. He was of good birth and of superior family. With such good talent, it was said that he had already reached the third grade of the Ascension Sect, and was only ten years old. He had already reached the point that many cultivators were envious of him.
An Zheng had a deeper understanding of cultivation than most cultivators, so he knew that a 10 year old boy who was able to attai
n the level of a Third Rank in Purity Realm, even if it was placed in the Da Xi sect, would be highly valued by a mid-sized sect. With Chen Shaobai's talent, if he were to go from Fantasy City to an even wider world to train, his achievements might even be higher than his current ones.
Furthermore, when An Zheng took a glance at Chen Shaobai, he immediately knew that this person was too scheming. No matter how good a person's talent was, if they spent all their energy on scheming, their cultivation speed would slow down, and it might even affect their future cultivation.
"Sit down."
Chen Shaobai pointed to the chair beside him, his face full of age: "I've already waited for you for a while, and I don't really like waiting for people, so you should hurry up next time. I don't think it's a good thing to indulge my men too much. Although... You are indeed much stronger than Zhang Lei and co. "
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not the kind of subordinate you need, so it's not too late for you to go back on your word."
Chen Shaobai: "They don't dare to speak to me like that, do you know why?"
He meant that no one who talked to me like that had a good ending.
An Zheng's answer was: "Because they're trash."
Chen Shaobai's hand that was carrying the teacup paused for a moment, narrowed his eyes and looked at An Zheng: "According to the information I have obtained, you also don't seem to be able to cultivate, right? "In short, although you are very skilled and extremely decisive in your actions, but in a big sense, you are actually the same kind of person as those trash you spoke of."
An Zheng asked: So what about you? Why would he need a pile of trash to accompany him? Prove that you are trash yourself or prove that you are not trash yourself? Be it the former or the latter, I will not be interested in you. "
The joints of Chen Shaobai's fingers moved, the cup was immediately filled with cracks, but not a single drop of water spilled out.
"Indeed, the ignorant is fearless."
Chen Shaobai said: "If it wasn't for the fact that the Zaocang does not allow this, I would have broken all your limbs and fed you to the dogs. You have not proven your ability, but instead proved your ignorance and that bit of lowly self-esteem of yours. "
An Zheng pinched a piece of dessert from the plate on the table, took a bite of it, and then fed the rest to Mao'er. "You have also proven that your measurement is really too small."
"How dare you!"
A youth dressed in black stepped forward and shouted, "If you dare to be rude to Young Master again, I'll cripple you right now!"
An Zheng casually sat on the chair and caressed the cat's back. "Try saying another word to scare my cat, you'll be even uglier than death."
Just as the black-clothed youth was about to step forward, he heard a gong sound from outside.
"Zaocang thanks all of you esteemed guests for coming. Today, we are filled with guests, and my Zaocang also brings honor to our humble dwelling. The reason why everyone chose Zaocang was because this place was fair and safe enough. No one is allowed to interfere with any of my Zaocang's transactions. As the old saying goes, once you leave the Zaocang's door, it doesn't matter if you knock the Fantasy City over. But in Zaocang, everyone should follow the rules. "
An old man with a white beard walked up to the stage and said in a clear voice, "These are the ugly words. That's why I said it in front of you." Then, I won't nag anymore. Everyone here is here for the good stuff from the Zaocang, our Zaocang has never let anyone down. The things that we have today are of exceptional quality. Everyone, please prepare enough silver. "
He turned around and saw a beautiful woman in a short skirt standing behind him with a tray in her hands. On the tray, there was an emerald green stone about the size of a watermelon. There were also some black stripes on it. If one looked at it from a distance, it looked no different from a watermelon. It was extremely heavy, and even a strong man would find it difficult to carry it. The young girl was still holding the tray with both hands, but it didn't seem like she was struggling at all.
"This melon is an appetizer for everyone."
The white moustached old man said, "Everyone here is an expert at gambling, so you know that the stones are divided into five different types of purple and white jade. This melon is the lowest kind, but … Nothing was absolute. A few days ago, someone opened a piece of white spirit jade from a jade-green stone. And this melon is so big that it must weigh a hundred and twenty kilograms. Just how big of a piece of spirit jade is inside is unknown. "
An Zheng, who was sitting on the second floor, narrowed his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth: "The jade-green wood stone is heavy in itself, even though there is spirit jade inside, it shouldn't be more than the size of a walnut."
Chen Shaobai looked at An Zheng as if he was looking at an idiot: "It's true that this Jadeite Wood Stone is huge, but the thing inside it is definitely not small. If your guess is right, then you will stay, and I will no longer view you as a subordinate. Kids you grew up in slums like that know it's not easy. But do you understand the formation of jadeite? The green wood stone was also called jade clothes, it was referring to the layer of stone that was wrapped around the spirit jade. After the deaths of some of the nobles, they could use this to make jade clothing so that the corpses would not rot. However, there has never been a stone shell that was more than two centimeters thick, so the spirit jade inside it is not small. "
An Zheng smiled and did not say a single word.
"Fifty thousand!"
Someone shouted from below.
The white moustached old man said, "Anyone bid 100,000, increasing the bid by 5000 taels of silver each time. Are there any more bidders?"
"Sixty thousand!"
"Eight million!"
"Ninety-five thousand!"
Everyone in the hall started to bid, but no one on the second floor made a sound. They were not impressed by this kind of item.
Chen Shaobai ridiculed: "Do you want me to buy it and let you see whether I am right or wrong?"
An Zheng said: "The size of an ordinary low grade spirit stone fist is considered a standard, and on the black market, it would be around fifty thousand gold. They thought the thing inside the melon was quite big, so they offered a higher price. In my opinion, something the size of a walnut is worth at most ten thousand silvers. "
Chen Shaobai: "Then when you call out your price, let me see."
An Zheng laughed without saying a word.
"One hundred and eighty thousand!"
"Two hundred thousand!"
When someone reached this height, no one spoke anymore. They all had proper channels to buy spirit stones, so it was much cheaper than on the black market. The melon was very large, but if the items it produced were less than 80 jin, it was considered a loss. A fist-sized low-rank soul stone could weigh ten pounds, and those that came through the proper channels could cost around thirty thousand taels of silver. 200,000 silver was already his limit.
An Zheng glanced at the bidder, and laughed as he said that this guy's brain wasn't much bigger than a walnut.
No one called out a price, so the white bearded old man had the beautiful young girl carry the melon to the bidder and cut it into pieces.
The masters of Cutting Stone were all experts, and that blade was also extraordinary. Like a roast duck, it fell like pieces of jade clothing. However, after a few hundred cuts, they still didn't see the spirit jade in the inner core. The bidder's face had already turned snow-white.
In the end, the cut was actually only as big as a walnut. Moreover, there seemed to be flaws in it, and it couldn't even be considered a low grade one.
Chen Shaobai could not help but look at An Zheng, his eyes filled with disbelief.
An Zheng stood up and walked to the window, then shouted to the bidder: "Are you selling this for a thousand gold?"
That person was stunned for a moment before swearing. He then turned around and left. "This is for you!"
An Zheng thanke
d him, and got someone to bring the flawed spirit jade up. He carried the cat and sat it down, then fed the spirit jade to the cat to eat. "Don't get addicted to it. I can't feed you for now."
Everyone had faces full of astonishment.
Chapter 15 - What
Chen Shaobai never thought that his life was pale white. Although he was only ten years old, he knew that the things he had experienced in the past ten years were much more exciting than those of his peers. However, when he saw An Zheng using the spirit jade to feed the cat, he suddenly felt that even the amount of brilliance from the past ten years combined could not compare to the breathtaking scene when An Zheng used the spirit jade to feed the cat.
"That is …" A piece of spirit jade. "
Chen Shaobai said.
An Zheng nodded his head: "That's right, a piece of spirit jade, but it has flaws, so it is useless for cultivators. However, due to the texture, this kind of spiritual jade is very soft, just like soft candy. A cat would love to eat it. "
Chen Shaobai: "But that's still just a piece of spirit jade, it's worth at least ten thousand taels of silver. If there's an expert who can gather the spirit energy inside it, they can make pills. Once the pill was made, it would be worth at least 30,000 silver. In other words, you fed the cat something that's worth thirty thousand silver. "
An Zheng caressed the cat's back lightly: "It's my cat, it's called Xiao Shan, so no matter what it eats, there's nothing strange about it, because it's my cat."
Chen Shaobai realized that he couldn't really understand the meaning behind those words, and in that instant, he felt that he had become a little foolish. Then, he was a little surprised, because An Zheng was obviously the fool, why did he think he was stupid? But why was that fool so complacent when he was feeding the cat? Just like a poor kid like him, feeding a cat a spirit jade that was worth over 10,000 silver was natural.