I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 293 The Quick Way to Get Rich

The old building is placed in the kitchen.

Back home, the cat was curled up in a small, dark ball, already asleep.

Today was a day of renting a boat, cooking fish to meet Zhang Guolao, and then going out to buy mutton flatbread. Running around all day, he was exhausted. Jiang She went to bed early to rest.

When Jiang She woke up the next day, he pushed open the door.

The snowstorm has stopped.

The snow reflected the sunlight, shimmering silver, and the whole world became pure and pristine.

A thin layer of snow covered the bamboo forest, and as the wind blew, fine snowflakes continued to fall.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Jiang She listened quietly for a while.

A few small footprints were left in the snow.

The cat ran over, having already smelled it long ago, and tilted its head back, its round eyes sparkling.

"Lamb patties!"

“Ancient building,” Jiang She corrected.

The kitten tried to imitate it in its childish voice, but the sound was halting and strange, and it was impossible to tell what food it was calling for. The kitten didn't quite agree.

"That's how it's called in the Western Regions."

What is the Western Regions?

“These are many small countries to the west, whose territories extend beyond the Tang Dynasty,” Jiang She patiently explained. “To the west are Gaochang, Kucha, Khotan, and Kashgar. Further afield, there are some small countries skilled in commerce; many foreign merchants today come from there…”

"There were Tibetans, Turks, Arabs, and Uyghurs."

Some of these countries have already perished, such as the Gaochang Kingdom, now renamed Xizhou. The cat seemed to understand, but not quite.

Jiang She only mentioned it briefly.

He then moved on to something even more important.

"We don't have much money left."

!

The cat stared at him.

"What should I do?"

"We'll have to find a way to make money. Do you have any ideas?"

When Jiang She said this, he saw the cat's eyes widen suddenly, looking very troubled, and it began to think seriously.

After thinking for a long time, the cat finally remembered.

Long ago, they passed by a large temple where the statues of the gods could turn stones into gold. The cat tilted its fluffy little head back.

"Is it possible to turn stones into money?"

This refers to the Silangjun Temple that I saw when I passed through Ruzhou years ago.

Jiang She thought for a moment.

"Such a technique does indeed exist."

The cat's eyes widened. "Then... will it be too difficult for us to learn?"

Jiang She said gently:
"Difficulty is another matter. The money that is conjured up is actually nothing more than stones and mud. After we spend the money, it will turn back into its original form after a while."

"Wouldn't the vendors be losing out?"

"right!"

The cat pondered deeply again.

"If other people have money in their pockets, can we help them spend it?"

"I'm afraid that won't work."

The cat sighed.

Seeing the little cat's troubled expression, Jiang She laughed:
"I think we could set up a stall at the market to sell calligraphy and write letters for people. The Spring Festival is coming soon, and we could also sell calligraphy inscribed on peach wood charms."

"Or you can find out which family is plagued by evil spirits and monsters, and you can get a lot of money from that."

The cat immediately remembered the lightning magic that it hadn't quite mastered yet.

It turns out that academic law is so useful.

"Then I'll learn it too!"

Jiang She was quite pleased.

He walked to the kitchen, took apart one of the old buildings he had bought yesterday, cut it in half, put one half back as is, and put the other half up to roast. Soon the aroma wafted out.

Sanshui put down the broom and crawled over.

"Senior is awake?"

Jiang She told her to take the old-fashioned food and eat as she pleased, and said with a smile, "You're all awake now."

Sanshui was sweating profusely from sweeping the snow, her head steaming. She took out a handkerchief, wiped her face a couple of times, and then stuffed it back in. The ancient building was quite large. She grilled it for a while, and the oil sizzled and smelled delicious. She planned to share it with her junior brother later.

She waited for the pancakes to bake, and soon she became restless.

I secretly watched the black cat.

Sanshui took out the paper cat from his arms and touched it with his fingers.

This reminded the cat, who turned her head and looked Jiang She up and down with her round eyes: "Could you cut out more paper money?"

"Then we'll have money to spend..."

Although Sanshui didn't know that her senior was short of money, she and her junior brother were very short of money, so she immediately looked over.

Yes!

If an elder can turn a piece of paper into a cat, then cutting it into money would turn it into money, right?

Jiang She smiled.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome."

"Eh?"

"There's a special kind of paper that you can buy ready-made. It's all pre-made and looks like money. And it's cheap; you can buy a lot for just a few coins, which should be quite convenient."

The cat was very curious.

Where can I buy it?

Jiang She held the ancient building in one hand and patted the kitten's head with the other.

For some reason, this cat always has many novel ideas about making money.

"Then it was in the midst of the murderous abode."

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A few more days passed.

Someone knocked on the door. Li Bai pushed it open and saw a servant boy.

The servant bowed.

"Is it the Jiang family?"

"Exactly."

The servant glanced at Li Bai several times. He remembered his master saying that the messenger's master usually wore blue clothes, but maybe he had changed his clothes.

The servant handed over an invitation.

“Our sir invites you to a banquet. This is the invitation. He also said that he doesn’t know when you will be free, whether it’s tomorrow, the day after, or the next ten-day break. Our sir is available anytime.”

The servant waited at the door.

Once things are settled, go back and inform Ah Lang so that they can prepare in advance.

"Hold on."

Li Bai took the carefully crafted invitation and walked into the main room.

He raised his voice.

"Sir, Wu Daoxuan invites you to dinner. When would you be available?"

Li Bai repeated the time that the servant boy from the Wu family had mentioned.

Inside the room, Jiang She was looking at the chessboard where the two were halfway through their game. It was intricate and complex, and sometimes he didn't even know why they were able to play it that way.

Yuan Danqiu's chess skills are already unparalleled in the world, but I never expected that there would be someone who could rival him.

They're both terrible chess players.

"Tomorrow, what time?"

Li Bai glanced at the contents of the invitation and handed it over.

"Starting at Shen Shi (3-5 PM)."

Jiang She took it.

The hour mentioned above is from 3 PM to 5 PM.

People in the Tang Dynasty typically went to the government office in the early morning to report for duty and finished their shifts at noon. They had more freedom in the afternoon, often inviting a few friends to drink and compose poetry, or to go hiking and enjoy the spring scenery.

The banquets often last from the afternoon until late at night.

The servant received a reply and turned back to tell Ah Lang. Upon receiving the news, Wu Daozi breathed a sigh of relief and even postponed the delivery of the mural draft, which was originally scheduled to be completed within this period.

The attendant muttered to himself.

“The monks have already urged them once.”

"Tell them to wait a little longer."

Wu Daozi didn't take it seriously. He glanced through the menu handed to him by the chef and examined each item one by one.

"Just say that I've been gathering material lately."

Jinggong Temple commissioned him to paint images of gods and demons, which was quite troublesome and had many requirements. How easy is it to expect people to feel remorse upon seeing them and refrain from committing evil deeds?
Thinking this, Wu Daozi marked a few dishes on the paper and handed them back to the servant.

“Read these aloud to the cook.”

The Wu family was busy.

The dust in the yard had been scraped off three times, but the snow on the trees hadn't been wiped off. Wu Daozi thought the snow-covered pines and cypresses were quite interesting.

Amidst these intensive preparations, the afternoon of the second day arrived.

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)