If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 955: Workplace Little Oil Stick

Lao Gao felt wronged and confused, "Half a penny for a fried pancake stuffed with chives.

A pancake without leeks or oil costs only eight copper coins, and it has remained the same price for many years.

If Master Yu doesn't believe it, you can release Mr. Hua and Mr. Bai and ask them how much they spent."

In fact, this street has a lot of traffic.

If Xiao Yu hadn't shown the Heavenly Master's Order and said words like "rebels", "remnants of the Six Kingdoms", and "prophecy", several regular customers would have gathered around him by now.

Now, let alone watching, they didn't dare to approach or stay. They all hurried past or stayed away from her, only daring to look at Xiaoyu out of the corner of their eyes.

"If Master Yu forgets to bring money, you can owe it to me first. When you have more money, come to Hengqiao Chidao to find me.

I am here every day, I open the stall at 2:30 a.m. (5:30 a.m.) and close it at 8:30 p.m. (8:00 p.m.), month after month, year after year." Lao Gao added.

Xiao Yu took out fifty copper coins and threw them to him, and asked, "How many pancakes do you sell a day?"

"About three to five hundred. If business is good, I'll sell more, so I'll have five hundred. If business is bad, I'll buy less, so I'll have more than three hundred." Lao Gao said.

"How much can you earn?" Xiaoyu asked again.

Lao Gao said awkwardly: "I don't make any money, I just earn some hard-earned money."

"Just answer honestly whatever I ask you." Xiaoyu took a bite of the leek pancake.

Only oil, salt and a little soy sauce were added. The dough was golden brown, the leeks were fresh, and the taste was pretty good.

"It's a small business, with only half the profit." said Lao Gao.

"I can make a net profit of ten taels of silver a day, three hundred taels a month, and three thousand six hundred a year.

You have been working for decades, so you must have a fortune? Even the county governor can’t make as much as you.”

Xiao Yu was really shocked and very confused.

The salary of a county magistrate was two thousand dan a year.

According to the prices in Tianmen Town, high-quality white rice costs only four cents of silver per stone.

The salary of the county magistrate was not refined rice, but millet, corn or wheat.

However, in recent years, the Qin Dynasty had over-recruited laborers, resulting in a large amount of farmland being left uncultivated and abandoned.

There was a food shortage and prices increased by about three to ten times.

The theoretical annual salary is still not as good as that of a pancake seller. How is this possible?

Lao Gao waved his hands and said, "Master Yu, you can't count it like that! You eat leek pancakes, while others may eat ordinary pancakes.

In fact, most of the three to five hundred pancakes are ordinary steamed buns.

Besides, I can't just make money without spending money.

My whole family, young and old, also needs to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

After a day of hard work, you can indeed earn a few taels of silver. But my two sons and three daughters, when it comes to martial arts training, the bone strengthening soup alone costs more than ten taels of silver a day.

There are also rented houses, with a small yard that is not even big enough to fit your butt, and it costs twenty taels of silver a month!

In addition to food, clothing, and medicine, there are at least two "payments" per year."

A big word "bitter" appeared on Lao Gao's thin, weather-beaten face.

"Well, to be honest with Master Yu, I, Old Gao, have not even started saving anything. I now owe my uncle's family 1,800 taels of silver!
As for the county magistrate, you are an official yourself, don’t you understand?

We earn money, but officials’ salaries are made of cloth and grain.

In recent years, the silver in Xianyang City has become less and less valuable.

Besides, who among the officials lives on their salary?
Have you ever seen Prime Minister Li’s mansion?
That kind of pomp and ceremony, can the prime minister's annual salary of 10,000 dan be supported by it?"

Xiao Yu said calmly: "Don't complain, I have been to many places.

There is no other pancake stall in China that can make as much money as yours.

If you don't let your sons and daughters practice martial arts, or only let your sons practice martial arts, your family will be richer than many foreign county magistrates."

"Compared to the foreign county magistrate, what am I? Although I am a commoner, I am a citizen of the upper country, and a commoner of the capital of the nine states. Foreign county magistrate, work hard to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and think about reincarnating in China in the next life!"

Lao Gao still had a bitter look on his face, but a look of confidence and pride unconsciously appeared on his face.

After a pause, he continued, “Children at home must also practice martial arts.

If you don't learn good martial arts, once you are recruited by the Northern Great Wall Corps, you will never return.

Even if he came back, he would not have any title if he failed to achieve any achievements on the battlefield.

How can I manage this business without a title?
Even if she is a daughter, unless she is really outstanding in appearance, like the Heavenly Master, she looks like a fairy who has descended to earth.

Otherwise, if you want to find a good family where you can not only live well yourself but also help your brothers from your natal family, you must also have the internal strength of the Zhenyuan realm and master several types of sword intent.

Hua Yuanwai's daughter Cuiying is said to have mastered the art of flying sword.

In the past, she was also honored as the 'Flower Fairy' in Xianyang City."

Xiaoyu looked around.

Lao Gao’s stall is only two miles away from the gate of Xianyang Palace.

There are many government offices around, and not only are there a lot of people coming and going, but most of them are "nobles" dressed in gorgeous clothes.

Such a good location is equivalent to setting up a stall in People's Square.

"What's your title? What title do you have to be able to set up a stall here?"

Lao Gao laughed and said, "I am not very talented. My highest rank was a Gong Dafu (seventh grade). Now I am just a small Shangzao.

There is no identity requirement to set up a stall here.

But there is a rule in our Xianyang city that those of lower status must give way to those of higher status.

If your status is too low, you won’t be able to get a good place!”

Xiaoyu wandered around the streets of Xianyang for a few more rounds.

I have a basic understanding of Xianyang’s prices, logistics, and people’s living standards.

Her first feeling was "rich as hell".

Xianyang is too rich.

It's not just a certain group, but everyone in Xianyang city is extremely rich.

There are relatively few "individual business owners" like Lao Gao who make a few hundred taels of net profit a year.

After all, the location of his stall is indeed good, and it is impossible for everyone to enjoy a good location.

But his income is at most two or three times that of others.

In other words, as long as you master one or two skills and work as hard as Lao Gao, set up your stall at five in the morning and close it at eight or nine in the evening, you can easily earn more than a hundred taels of silver a year.

However, the happiness index of the people in Xianyang is not necessarily higher than that of the people in other prefectures and counties.

The main reason was that Xianyang was too rich. There were too many copper coins, too much silver, and only a little gold.

Well, gold is very useful to practitioners, and its consumption is quite high.

There were so many jewels and jades, and all kinds of luxury goods were innumerable, which dazzled Xiaoyu.

It was only in recent years that the Qin Dynasty showed signs of decline, and the military commanders in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest were all in strategic retreat.

When Ying Zheng was still alive, "non-food wealth" worth billions was transported from all over China and delivered to Xianyang every year.

Precious metals such as gold and silver are just common goods among "non-food wealth".

Various treasures used for cultivation, spiritual objects that are useless for cultivation but can be enjoyed, are considered "light luxuries".

Fairy treasures and immortal treasures, especially the immortal materials used to build the netherworld blessed land, such as the "Root of Fu Long" used to create the sun, moon and stars in the blessed land, are the "ultimate luxury" that only the top nobles can enjoy.

While enjoying wealth and splendor during one's lifetime, one also contributes to the future eternal paradise of the underworld, and one will continue to enjoy splendor even after death.

The key is that some magical items can be stored in a blessed place and continued to be enjoyed after death.

A huge amount of wealth flowed into Xianyang, and a little bit of it flowed out through the fingers of the nobles, which was enough to make the hardworking people of Xianyang city become "officials" with immense wealth.

But everyone is rich, and no one is very rich anymore.

After satisfying their food and drink needs, one must continue to push their children to develop martial arts and knowledge, otherwise the next generation will definitely "slide down the social ladder". Although they were originally just hard-working oxen and horses, they are very close to the bottom of the social hierarchy.

Wandering around until about two o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Yu finally arrived at the Imperial Observatory to the west of the Xianyang Palace.

When they parted last night, Meng Qi asked her to familiarize herself with the environment first and then go to the Imperial Observatory for duty in two days.

She didn't come late, but early.

"Master Yu Tian, ​​you are finally here!"

As soon as she entered the door, a "little Taoist boy" came to greet her and asked, "Did you catch Mr. Hua? The chief steward Zhao from Princess Hualing's mansion has been waiting for you for more than an hour."

"Let him go away!" Xiaoyu said lightly.

"What?" The little Taoist boy was stunned for a moment, then asked excitedly, "Why are you catching Mr. Hua?

That doesn't make sense! If the case is brought to the Queen Mother, you will definitely be in trouble."

Xiao Yu looked at him carefully, "You are the 'Yang Li' Heavenly Master of Maoshan Dao and Jiuxiao Dao Palace, right?"

This little Taoist boy looked about eleven or twelve years old, but he was just like Qingsong, a little Taoist boy, who had practiced for many lifetimes. In this life, he was found by an old friend from his previous life and brought into the Taoist sect for training as soon as he was born. He quickly gathered the Dao rhyme, built a foundation in a hundred days, and achieved a small success in Qi training. His form was fixed, and he maintained a pure Yang body. He continued to temper his internal strength and earn external strength to improve the level of his inner elixir and prepare for the impact of "high-level immortals".

In terms of his real age, this child should be around three hundred years old.

He was the one who presided over the ceremony of inviting Tianfeng last night.

"I am indeed from the Jiuxiao Taoist Palace, so what?" Yang Li asked.

"Fellow Daoist, you are a master of Jiuxiao Dao Palace, why do you care about those powerful people?

Is it really necessary for you to be so angry about a mere servant of Princess Hualing?" Xiao Yu said.

"What a big tone, what a big style, a mere Princess Hua Ling~~~ hum~~"

A middle-aged man in a dark brocade robe walked out from the side hall with his hands behind his back.

He had a handsome appearance, no beard on his face, a bright gleam in his eyes, and a sturdy build, about 1.9 meters tall.

It turned out to be a human immortal warrior!
Xiao Yu nodded slightly, "You are really brave. I didn't look for you, but you came by yourself. That's great!"

She slowly stretched out her right hand. Her palm was not big, her fingers were slender, and her movements were very slow.

The man in the black brocade robe didn't care much at first, but the next moment, his small palm suddenly grew countless times larger, as if the sky was covering his head.

A terrifying sense of crisis, like the urge to pee that wakes you up in the middle of the night, seems unreal, but extremely strong.

"Ah, you dare to attack me!" He roared in shock and anger, and the Human Immortal Yuandan erupted with a huge amount of Yuan Qi. He overlapped his palms and used a move called "Heavenly King Holding the Tower", intending to take it head-on.

But when the jade palm above his head slowly fell down and a whistling wind blew, he found that he could not even stand steadily.

Glancing around from the corner of his eye, he was even more shocked to find that the tables and chairs around him, as well as the Yu Fengxian opposite him, had become extremely tall.

I was like an ant at the foot of the mountain, sitting at the table.

——Oh no, it’s a great magical power like the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm. I can’t resist it. I have to escape quickly!
Thinking of this, his Yuan Dan power exploded, and he struck out a powerful force from his left palm, barely opening a crack in the space. He quickly made a seal with his right hand, activating the Lingbao jade pendant on his waist.

"Swoosh!" He turned into a beam of green light and broke free from the "Buddha Kingdom Space".

The moves are slightly different, and the effect is somewhat similar to the "Real Beggar's Version of the Palm Buddha Kingdom" when Xiaoyu broke free from the demon cicada.

They all try to find a breakthrough point in the complete "Buddha Kingdom Space" and then get out from the breakthrough point.

Xiaoyu succeeded that year.

Now the man in brocade robe is halfway successful.

He did turn into light and escape, but Yu Fengxian's "Peng Claw Hand" was still chasing him.

Yes, it is the "Pro-level magical power" of the demon master Kunpeng, the Peng Claw Hand, which never misses a target.

The only special effect of this magical power is that once it captures the energy, it will definitely hit the target, no matter how you try to escape.

On that day in Mangdang Mountain and Swamp, Peng Shisan also used this trick to crush the mountain of rocks left by Xiaoyu when he was overcoming the tribulation.

Look, the middle-aged man in brocade robe seemed to have become the "gust of wind" targeted by pl15.

"Come on!"

The light he transformed into was suddenly pinched in Xiaoyu's palm.

Yang Li, who was standing next to him, also heard a sound similar to that of someone rubbing a rubber band.

He blinked and looked intently at Yu Fengxian's right hand. Sure enough, there was a little man held in her hand. The little man's head popped out from between her fingers, and the expression on his face was lifelike - a look of confusion.

The confusion on Yang Li's face turned into shock.

He just saw the whole process, but didn't understand it at all.

So he was confused.

But just looking at the results, he knew that she must have used some great magical powers, powers that he could not understand.

With a casual grab, the human immortal warrior is as fragile as a chicken.

Xiao Yu was very satisfied with Kunpeng's magical power, but his expression was indifferent. He casually threw the middle-aged man in brocade robe, who was weak and confused, into his sleeves.

"Are you crazy? Why are you arresting Manager Zhao for no reason?" Yang Li came to his senses and shouted excitedly.

"Boy, how dare you talk to the Great Taoist Priest like this?" Xiao Yu's almond-shaped eyes were filled with anger.

Yang Li raised his Heavenly Master Order and shouted, "Yu Fengxian, look carefully, I am also a Great Heavenly Master!
He is of the same rank as you, entered the Imperial Observatory hundreds of years earlier than you, and is now the head of the 'Emperor's Palace'!"

The Heavenly Master Orders of the Heavenly Master, Great Heavenly Master, and Grand Master all have only the two words "Tianshi" on them, but there are subtle differences in the patterns on the edges.

Ordinary Heavenly Master's orders only have cloud patterns, while Great Heavenly Master's orders have dragon patterns, and Grand Master's orders have additional "sun and moon patterns".

"Boy, why are you talking to your senior like this? I am a great immortal who killed a golden immortal, and my status is the same as that of a mysterious immortal. You haven't even become an immortal yet, so be honest!" Xiao Yu shouted.

(End of this chapter)