Cultivating Immortality: Starting from Ferrying Passengers

Chapter 42 The Four Beasts of the Cui Family
"Brother, this stewed bone and meat smells so good, can I have a bite?"

Outside Fang Jingxuan's shop, four poor-looking monks were talking to each other.

These four people looked different from other monks. Their clothes and appearance had a more primitive and rugged beauty.

In other words, the clothes of the poor are shabby, old-fashioned, and outdated at a glance.

The aesthetic tastes of monks are also evolving, with new trends emerging every few decades, albeit slowly, but they do exist.

Therefore, when that old Jindan monster dressed in clothes from hundreds of years ago appeared, any discerning person would immediately kneel down. Is he trying to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?
There are no doors.

"It's not like you haven't eaten this monster's flesh and blood before, so why are you so greedy? This time, our clan sent us out to gain some experience, and we have to be frugal with the spirit stones we received. This piece of meat is so expensive, it can buy so many kilograms of spirit rice with that much."

The eldest brother in the lead began to scold his third brother. He was not tall, but he had a bitter look on his face and a stern expression, which made him look quite majestic.

"Brother, what you said makes sense. We are close to the wilderness, and you have eaten monster meat before. Why are you so greedy?
But big brother, what the third brother said is right. This stew is really delicious. It feels different from what we have eaten before. How about the four of us buy one portion and try it?"

"Second brother, you actually think so too? Have you forgotten the expectations of your family members?"

"Brother, I think what the second and third brothers said is right. Let's eat one portion. I'm so hungry."

At that moment, the three younger brothers all wanted to eat it. The eldest brother with a bitter face sighed, wiped his saliva, and walked over with the three of them.

Fang Jingxuan had been observing the four people at the door for a long time. Seeing their poor appearance, he was afraid that they were trying to rob him.

In this desolate countryside, the people from the Chu and He families haven't arrived yet, and he doesn't feel safe.

There are only two of us, Lao He and I, each one more useless than the other. If a fight really breaks out, a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training will be able to beat both of us to flee in panic.

At that time, I can only run away with Tuyuan.

But fortunately, although these four people looked poor and arrogant, they actually came forward to ask the price.

The eldest brother with the lowest head asked:

"Shopkeeper, can you give me a cheaper price on this meat? Just give me the amount equivalent to four low-grade spirit stones."

"Okay, would you like some wine?"

"No, no, I can't drink it."

"Okay, find a place to sit and I'll cut the meat for you."

Fang Jingxuan watched the other party reluctantly hand over four low-grade spirit stones. He nodded and went to fish out the meat from the big pot beside him.

There are also some particularities to stewing the monster's flesh and blood. Fang Jingxuan added a lot of spices and medicinal herbs, so that the stewed meat is fragrant and tender, and melts in the mouth.

For monks who don't know how to stew meat, the stewed meat will be tough and dry, so tough that even dogs would shake their heads at the sight of it.

These four people obviously have never eaten the various kinds of craftsmanship that have been developed in the market, so they seem so greedy.

Ten breaths later, Fang Jingxuan came to the table for four people with a full plate of stewed meat.

"Today is the opening day, so I've given you some extra meat and some wine. I hope you enjoy your meal."

After Fang Jingxuan finished his polite words, he went back to his work, and the four people began to whisper.

"This shopkeeper looks nice and easy to talk to. He's different from what the elders in the clan say."

"People outside are not completely snobs. Okay, stop talking and eat first. Big brother, you go first."

"Big brother is not hungry, you three can eat it, fourth brother, this is yours."

The four of them began to be polite with each other while facing a plate of stewed meat. The original amount for one person was divided into four portions, so there was not much left. And these four people were obviously big eaters, so it was not enough for them.

Finally, they ate a little at a time, savoring the flavor. The horn-shaped wine made their eyes narrow with joy, not to mention how happy they were. However, a few quarrels interrupted their happy time.

"I just want to eat meat."

"I said, five low-grade spirit stones."

"I don't have any spirit stones, I only have this spirit medicine, I want to eat meat."

"I don't accept spiritual medicine, I only accept spiritual stones."

"There are no spiritual stones, only spiritual medicines. I want to eat meat."

In front of Fang Jingxuan, a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining, holding a spiritual medicine in his hand, put pressure on Fang Jingxuan.

Fang Jingxuan's eyes were filled with anger. He was just running a small business, so why was someone looking for trouble?

"So you're trying to freeload, fellow Daoist, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"

As Fang Jingxuan spoke harsh words, Tuoyuan, who was lying down to rest, slowly got up and stared at him coldly. There was a tyrannical light flashing in his fist-sized beast eyes.

So what if he is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining? Although Tuoyuan is only at the third level of Qi Refining, he has awakened three kinds of magical powers, which is enough to match him.

"Oh, that's not the case. Harmony brings wealth. Brother Jingxuan, just accept it. Give this fellow Taoist a piece of meat."

Lao He quickly jumped out to smooth things over and winked at Fang Jingxuan, hoping that Fang Jingxuan would give in.

But Fang Jingxuan was unmoved. I accept it this time. But next time someone takes a piece of grass and wants to eat meat, will you give it to him?

In this case, what is the point of doing business? How can you make money?

The key point is that Fang Jingxuan hates this kind of behavior. If you say something nice, I can give you some meat, but if you do this, I have to be serious about it.

Even with Tuoyuan around, I'm still so cowardly. Am I worthy of it?

Just as the situation was about to break out, a voice came from the side:

"My fellow Daoist, what are you doing? You're eating meat without paying? We all know to pay even though we don't have money. You're dressed so much better than us, why don't you pay?"

Fang Jingxuan glanced over and found that it was the four poor brothers who spoke up for him.

But the next moment, he wanted to cover his face, but after the eldest brother finished speaking, the second brother secretly pulled his sleeve and said:
"Brother, when you're out, the elders of the clan say not to cause trouble."

"Am I causing trouble? I can't stand this. Third and fourth brothers, can you stand this?"

"The shopkeeper is a good man, and good people shouldn't be bullied!"

"That's right, I think so too."

There was chatter here, and the monk who wanted to eat a free meal over there sneered:

"Where did you come from, poor fellow? How dare you call me your uncle? Why don't you ask around? Within a few hundred miles, everyone knows me, 'The Leopard in the Flowery Garden'. Forget about eating your meat. You wanted to open a shop here, but did you ask me? Did you pay the fees?"

It seems like he's here to collect protection money. I say this guy is so shameless, most people wouldn't do such a thing.

"He said we were poor, and while that's true, I'm still furious. My three brothers, what are you still standing there for? Beat him up, you son of a bitch!"

In an instant, the four brothers rushed up with howls. Unlike ordinary cultivators, these four seemed to be practicing body cultivation.

For a moment, Fang Jingxuan could only hear the roars of tigers and dragons, the howling of wind and the cries of cranes. In the blink of an eye, the four brothers seemed to be blessed by the four divine beasts and suddenly became unable to move.

In an instant, Fang Jingxuan only heard screams. The cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining was knocked to the ground before he could even take out his magic weapons and talismans.

(End of this chapter)