Change jobs, pet beast!

"Brother."

Ying Mu first stuffed the agreed-upon 10 copper spirit stones into Jiang Mo's hand, then nudged Jiang Mo with his shoulder, winking and flattering him:

"Can I still come to your bathhouse again in the future?"

"Once we've done it once, we'll get to know each other better. We're friends now, right?"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely pay. It's just that ten times the bath fee is too expensive. It's only for emergencies. Right now, I'm practically penniless..."

Have you heard of Zhao Baogang's blacklist?

Jiang Mo calmly cut him off from his rambling.

Their eyes met.

Ying Mu was taken aback, then suddenly clenched his fist and punched the air, angrily saying:

Why would I be afraid of them?

"Shen Tu Fei and Qin Juan, that despicable couple, they don't care whether I live or die!"

"That guy surnamed Zhao is pretty arrogant, but I'm not someone to be trifled with either. If he pushes me too far, I'll secretly poison him. If all else fails, I'll just move to another village and hide. Anyway, I can leave this godforsaken place in a couple of years..."

Jiang Mo looked at him with considerable surprise and asked, "How many years were you exiled?"

"Five years, exactly five years."

Ying Mu licked his lips, a fleeting glimpse of his iridescent tongue, and couldn't help but ask:

"Brother Jiang, I'm very curious, how did you end up in exile?"

"You seem very young, and you're very composed in your work. You're a rare talent wherever you go. Could you have been scammed?"

It was just something I said unintentionally.

In the phrase.

Jiang Mo remained expressionless, glanced calmly at Ying Mu, and resumed the conversation:

"Could you extract the fat-dissolving venom from your fat-dissolving scorpion? I'd like to buy some."

"Dude, you're not thinking of selling diet pills, are you?"

Ying Mu casually followed the lead, clicking his tongue and looking pained, saying:

"It's possible in practice, but most Masters are in good health; being too thin or too fat is a minority."

"Weight loss pills are more suitable for selling to ordinary people, but the costs and profits from extraction, storage, dilution, and sales are vastly different. I've tried it before and lost a fortune. Brother Jiang, be careful!"

Jiang Mo thought to herself: That's because you didn't go to Earth, otherwise you'd be more than qualified to be on the Forbes list.

Although he didn't have any physical problems in his previous life, everyone knew exactly how profitable his beauty salon, located in the city center where land was incredibly valuable.

Of course, this is the extraordinary realm.

Becoming stronger and surviving are the only two desires.

Jiang Mo spoke seriously and frankly:

"I need a large dose for self-defense."

According to contemporary knowledge, it is difficult for flesh-and-blood pets to completely ignore the venom of the fat-dissolving scorpion.

Fat is everywhere – in muscle gaps, between fascia, in joint lubrication, and in the protection of internal organs. Once it melts away, an individual's combat effectiveness will inevitably decline significantly, and in severe cases, it can directly endanger their life.

"I will pay the fee."

Worried that the other party might misunderstand and think she was freeloading, Jiang Mo added another sentence, her tone steady and firm.

"No problem, no problem."

Ying Mu readily agreed, saying happily, "Let Rongrong rest for the next couple of days. Once she's recovered, I'll send her over to you, brother."

"As for the price..."

Ying Mu originally wanted to discuss whether they could exchange services for toxic materials, a win-win situation.

But then I thought about it again. It seems that Cheng Zhengqi is the leader of the Golden Toad. The two of them have clearly formed a strategic partnership. It would be inappropriate to exchange with Brother Jiang alone.

After a moment's consideration, Ying Mu replied:

"The amount needed to subdue a water lizard, 5 copper coins per dose, minimum order of two doses, how about it?"

Jiang Mo glanced at the blue lizard that was idling not far away.

This guy's an athlete, he's got a really strong physique, one dose is all it takes to knock him out, so the price must be reasonable.

but……

Spirit stones really don't last long.

The spiritual fields of Niwan have just been planted and are not yet ready for harvest.

Jiang Mo suddenly remembered that he still had to pay taxes.

Of the 10 coppers he had just earned, he had to keep 2 coppers for himself before splitting the profits with Cheng Zhengqi.

Was I out of my mind back then? I actually thought a 20% tax was easy... If you've never been a beast of burden, you really don't understand the hardship of making a living.

……

"Brother Jiang, a resounding victory!"

Witnessing the agreement reached, Ying Mu disappeared at the end of the street, and Cheng Zhengqi gave him a thumbs up:

"If it were me, I really couldn't handle this guy."

"If you insist on taking on more work, you'll just end up like last time, lying in bed crying and regretting it a hundred times over."

Jiang Mo smiled faintly: "Didn't we agree? I'll be responsible for improving the Golden Toad's reputation."

"Let similar troubles come, as long as we can handle them, we will gain a lot more loyal customers."

Cheng Zhengqi nodded repeatedly, excitedly saying:

"I'll do everything I can to visit all the uncles, aunts, and other relatives I know and tell them that the Golden Toad Hot Spring has been upgraded and a remarkable Level 2 Cleaning Master has arrived."

"They're very interested in you. Uncle Chen and Sister Lu just promised me they'd definitely come to support you today, but they'll have to wait until around 9 or 10 pm..."

"I'll go see those ladies from the Self-Defense Forces again tomorrow. If I can win them over, we won't be completely passive after Zhao Baogang comes back..."

……

……

"Old Zhang, have you guys noticed what's been going on lately?"

"Hey, what's up?"

"It's the Golden Toad. Xiao Cheng has found a helper. He's said to be a very young and skilled cleansing master. Chen Laosan secretly went there yesterday and came back full of praise for him."

"Speaking of this, Old Man Duan also mentioned it to me, telling me not to go to the Dragon Claw Temple. For the same price, why not try the Golden Toad Temple? But..."

Inside a clothing store, three elderly people were chatting happily while cracking sunflower seeds.

It was at this moment that...

A chilling aura crept into the house, and a withered skeleton wolf silently passed by the door, while a faint black will-o'-the-wisp swept across the windowsill.

The three elders fell silent.

Tapping.

Even after the chilling aura had completely dissipated, the three remained pale-faced, with a chill creeping down their necks.

"Oh no, why is Zhao Baogang back ahead of schedule?"

"Who will inform Hinayana? These people seem ill-intentioned..."

……

At the entrance of the Golden Toad Hot Spring.

A tall figure suddenly blocked the way. Those who occasionally passed by on the sidewalk turned pale and dared not even get close, so they quickly took a detour.

"What do you mean by this?"

Cheng Zhengqi was preparing to go out and put up promotional posters to boost Jinchan's popularity.

He stepped out the door, sensed something was wrong, looked ahead, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Zhao Baogang!

Why is he here!

"I seem to recall saying that Kujing Village is too small to have two bathhouses at the same time. Why didn't you listen to me? Are you deaf?"

His tall, imposing figure was like a mountain pressing down on you. His sharp, fierce eyes exuded a menacing aura, and his domineering presence made people feel uneasy and dare not look him in the eye.

"Where's the other one? Tell him to come out here."

His words were chilling, and his tone left no room for argument.

In a moment of anger, Cheng Zhengqi retorted sharply, "Zhao Baogang, how dare you lay a hand on me here? Have you considered the consequences?!"

"I said, tell him to get out here!"

The tall figure stomped heavily on the ground, making a loud thud that echoed around, his tone growing increasingly impatient.

"You were looking for me?"

Jiang Mo walked out slowly, his steps leisurely and composed, his expression calm.

He Zhifeng followed closely behind, his hands tucked into his sleeves, a cold glint in his eyes.

There was also a little penguin, waddling along, seemingly unaware of what was happening, its eyes wide open, oblivious to the impending danger.

I'm giving you two choices.

The tall figure looked down, his gaze heavy and imposing, every inch of his eyes revealing a condescending indifference, while simultaneously raising two fingers:

"Either leave the Golden Toad yourself and promise not to interfere in things you shouldn't in the future."

"Either the day you step out of Kujing Village, I'll help you roll your head."