Fengshen Wendaoxing

6 Chuan raised his head and looked at the sky. It was already noon.

"Today I will do some preparatory work first, buy some small sticks, sugar and other necessary materials, and then make them in the morning and sell them at noon and afternoon."

6 Chuan groaned: "But the little stick doesn't cost money, but this candy..."

There is already sugar in this world.

However, it is called a syrup, which is as sweet as sweet syrup.

According to legend, the method of making this sugar was passed down to the world by the ancient king, Huangdi’s master, Jiu Tian Xuan Nu.

In addition, there are many seeds of melons, fruits and vegetables, which were also brought from the sky by the Nine Heavens Profound Girl and spread to the human world, scattered all over the world.

However, although sugar is available, the cost is more complicated, so the price is more expensive.

6 Chuan didn't buy much for experimentation, so he only bought a small pocket as big as a palm, but a little sugar cost him a hundred cents.

One hundred texts!

Liu Chuan can't help feeling a little distressed when he thinks of this, but this is his monthly salary.

He and Shen Gongbao, apart from the relationship between the teacher and the apprentice,

Not long ago, there was an extra layer of relationship, and that was the relationship between the boss and the guy.

In fact, all six rivers were speechless about this matter.

Because he usually has to eat and drink, but he has no money when he goes out, so he can only eat and drink for nothing, and live in Shen Gongbao.

When he has no money, he can only find Shen Gongbao.

After a while, Shen Gongbao might be annoyed by him reaching out for money again and again, of course, it might also be that he felt that he was at a disadvantage.

So one day, he found 6 Chuan and established an extra layer of employment for the two.

In fact, 6 Chuan did not want to do this kind of reaching out to the party.

He didn't feel embarrassed about eating and drinking for nothing and living for nothing.

But who made him have no money, and he was still a mortal who needed food and water, there was nothing he could do without Shen Gongbao.

This level of employment is that he works for Shen Gongbao, and Shen Gongbao pays him 100 yuan a month.

At first glance, this sounds normal and there is nothing wrong with it.

But there is another item behind this, that is, Liu Chuan pays him 300 yuan every month for the house, and he has to pay back the money he used to eat and drink.

In addition, the wages are very poor.

Because now based on market prices and market conditions, an adult’s monthly wage is about one or two pennies.

A tael of silver is a thousand wen.

6 Chuan, one hundred texts!

One-tenth of the normal market!

Enroll one hundred wen each month, but you have to spend three hundred wen.

This is destined that 6 Chuan will never make money, and will have to take it in.

So after a few months, he not only didn't make any money in his pocket, but he owed Shen Gongbao a debt.

More and more, the amount is getting bigger and bigger.

Shen Gongbao is a good master, but by no means a good boss!

It's too picky!

Of course, when 6 Chuan said this, he blushed because he was not a good guy either.

Otherwise, which buddy have you seen who sleeps in the boss’s shop during the day and does private work at night?

These hundred essays are equal to pie in the sky!

Of course, in the end, he also found that the pie tasted a bit bad.

However, although Shen Gongbao has to care about such small money and trivial matters with him, the Taoism and Taoism he learned, as well as the purple sword and the life-saving elixir...

Each of these are priceless treasures, but Shen Gongbao has not hesitated to teach and give to him.

"Master, master, you are really hard to guess." Liu Chuan shook his head and chuckled lightly.

In the past, his impression of Shen Gongbao stayed on the labels of "fanning the flames, telling the truth, and an out-and-out villain."

But these days of contact, let him see a different Shen Gongbao.

"By the way, **** it, it's been several days, where are Huang Feihu's ten taels of silver?!"

Suddenly 6 Chuan said, "I still expect these ten taels of silver to repay the debt!"

Although he led the way back to Mr. Nan Guo last time, he was suspected of refilling the bill, but he still needs this little money now.

Among them, Shen Gongbao has to buy five or six liang, and the rest buy raw materials such as small sticks and sugar to make popsicles.

"By the way, do I still need a mold?"

6 Chuan suddenly thought of a question.

If he didn’t make a mold, he would have to make a ‘bowl tuo’ popsicle and then use a knife to cut it into popsicles.

"Forget it, let's use a knife to cut one by one. Although it's a little tired, but you can practice while making money, why not do it?"

6 Chuan had finalized his decision, turned around, closed the store door, and took to the street.

Since their master and apprentice opened the shop to this day, there are only a handful of people who come to the shop, and it's the same whether they open the door or not.

6 Chuan was walking and watching Chaoge, and half an hour later, he stopped in front of a timber store.

Looking inside, there are bamboo and wood.

6 Chuan walked in.

"Guest, what do you think you need?"

A young guy greeted him immediately and said with a smile: "We have all kinds of wood in our shop, and we also contract the production of beds and tables..."

6 Chuan swept a shop. At this time, people were sitting on the floor, and the furniture was mostly low-profile.

There is already a stool!

But it was made very, very low, a small stool with a slap high off the ground.

"I need a hundred sticks." 6 Chuan said.

The guy was startled and said, "What?"

"Little stick, about three inches long, flat and flat..." 6 Chuan described the little stick, and finally said: "Can you do it?"

"Yes...Yes!"

Seeing that 6 Chuan was not joking, the guy nodded quickly.

Cutting a few sticks doesn't have any technical content at all, let alone the master in the shop, even his apprentice is fine.

"Then discuss the price!"

6 Chuan said: "I need a hundred, if the material is... Ordinary wood is good. If it is good, I will make it in the future. Do you think the price is right?"

The guy said, "I'm an apprentice and can't be the master. I have to ask the master about the details and ask the guest officer to wait for a while!"

6 Chuan slightly nodded.

The young man went to the back hall.

6 Chuan looked at the shop again, and put some finished products such as small stools and beds, and there was a "ding, ding, dong," sound of axe chiseling in the backyard.

Not long after that, the guy came back and said, "Guest, my master said one hundred...ten words, what do you think?"

He was a little embarrassed when he said this, obviously the price was a bit high.

"Keep it small, Wuwen."

Chu Chuan was a little guilty, but his face was calm, and he bargained half of the price in one breath.

There is no other way!

Who told him to be a debtor...a gas refiner~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's not an exaggeration to get the title of "the most miserable gas refiner in history".

No, it's not right!

He felt that his uncle Jiang was more suitable for this title.

For him, let him respect the old and love the young and let him be the second miser. But isn't it miserable enough to get mixed up?

If anyone knows that there is a pair of uncles and nephews who are so miserable among the Qi refiners, I am afraid that Da Ya will laugh out!

Of course, he is now taking the first step on this road to wealth.

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