Evil Master and Disciple

Everyone was stunned when they saw the number of red lines appearing on the mirror.

Thirty articles?

how can that be!

Everyone knows that Ye Feng was brought back to Xingluo Peak by Master Yulong thirteen years ago.

At that time, Ye Feng should not have been three years old yet.

Ye Feng is at most sixteen years old now.

How could there be thirty red lines displayed!

Doesn’t that mean Ye Feng is thirty years old this year?

A barely perceptible light flashed in Fu Jinghong's eyes.

He couldn't help but look at Ye Feng, who had his mouth slightly open and was in a daze.

At this moment, Yue Yinling jumped out, pointing at the mirror and shouting, "I was saying this thing wasn't accurate! Ye Feng is sixteen, but it was measured as thirty! The error is fourteen years! I'm really eighteen this year! Hahaha!"

The Three Tyrants and the Seven Bad Guys also said that this bone-age magic weapon should be broken.

Only Ye Feng himself knew that this magic weapon was not broken at all.

Because the magic tool is not used to measure bone age, it is used to measure the soul.

I had just celebrated my 30th birthday before I came into this world.

Fu Jinghong suddenly said, "Uncle Yu, this magic weapon is broken. Let's get a new one."

Elder Yu was also puzzled and muttered, "The weapon refiners in Lingbaoyuan are becoming increasingly unreliable. This magical weapon broke after only testing less than two hundred people."

Fortunately, this bone age measuring instrument is not a very advanced magic weapon, and Elder Yu soon replaced the bone age instrument on the table with a new one.

Ye Feng also recovered from his shock at this time.

He turned to look at Fu Jinghong and gave a very strange smile.

The smile on Fu Jinghong's face gradually stiffened.

"Old Ye, your smile is so disgusting! Are you harboring something evil in your heart?"

"No, I'm a pure gentleman, how could I harbor such evil intentions? I just suddenly thought of something very pleasant."

"What's the matter? Can you tell me?"

"Not yet..."

Looking at Ye Feng's mysterious smile, Fu Jinghong felt a chill on his back.

There were so many people queuing up behind that the group had been blocking the registration desk for a long time, and the disciples behind started shouting.

Everyone was too lazy to argue with these people and left.

As they walked, Ye Feng asked Fang Tong and the others, "What is the general range of error for this bone age measurement tool?"

Fang Tongdao said, "There are very few errors. Even if there are errors occasionally, they will not exceed two years. You just deviated by fourteen years. There must be something wrong with the magic weapon. Don't take it to heart."

Ye Feng nodded.

He turned around and found Qi Yao.

Pulling Qi Yao aside, he whispered, "Yaoyao, can you do me a small favor?"

Qi Yao said: "Brother Feng, we are all family. If you need me to do anything, just tell me directly."

Ye Feng whispered something in Qi Yao's ear.

After hearing this, Qi Yao's pretty face changed slightly and she looked at Ye Feng with a suspicious look.

"Brother Feng, what are you going to do?"

"It's a personal grudge. If you do me a favor, I'll write you a poem that will be remembered for eternity."

Qi Yao thought about it and nodded, "Deal!"

Ye Feng grinned and said, "I'll leave Yaoyao's matter to you!"

In the afternoon, Ye Feng and others came to Xianling Valley.

The shop has been renovated.

Since the shop is very large, Ye Feng specially designed several display cabinets.

It is similar to the display cabinets in jewelry stores and mobile phone stores in my previous life, except that there is no glass cabinet front.

There is glass in this world, called glass, which is not very pure and is extremely expensive.

Ye Feng even wanted to open a glass factory in this world.

Accompanied by the three tyrants, Ye Fengren visited the shop.

The display case is already filled with pipes of various sizes.

On the surrounding shelves, there are also piles of yellow tobacco leaves of different qualities, tobacco pipes, gift boxes, etc.

Ye Feng held an exquisite pipe in his mouth, watching and commenting.

"Not bad, not bad. This shop has become a bit like a specialty store. It seems that you guys have put a lot of effort into it recently. It deserves a reward!"

"Of course, the three of us are very dedicated to this. We personally oversee every step of the process. We can open anytime now."

Fang Tong said proudly.

Ye Feng said: "It's a bit too early to open now, let's wait until the day after tomorrow, when Xianling Valley will be busiest.

Sister Yin Ling, what do you think about this price?"

Yue Yinling said, "Fifty taels of silver for a broken pipe! That's way too expensive! In the mortal world, a pipe only costs two taels of silver. People will think we're a scam!"

Qi Yao also said: "There are yellow tobacco leaves, three taels of silver for one tael of tobacco leaves, this is too outrageous. And what about cigarettes, a pack of twenty cigarettes, is priced at three qian of silver..."

The thin monk said, "The salary of Yunhai Sect disciples is not high. I am afraid I can't afford it."

Ye Feng said: "We are cultivators, how can the prices be the same as those in the mortal world? Besides, how many inner disciples rely on that little salary to live?

We have relatively little yellow tobacco leaves now, so we will make high-end products first. When we have more yellow tobacco leaves in stock, we will launch some mass-market products.

"One cannot do business with righteousness, nor command the army with kindness. If one does business with a ruthless heart, one will not be able to do business well."

Several shareholders looked at each other and felt that what Ye Feng said made sense.

They all nodded and agreed to the price Ye Feng had given a few days ago.

Ye Feng said, "Speaking of the production capacity of yellow tobacco leaves, we can still plant one more season this year, Senior Sister Yin Ling, how are the preparations for reclaiming the wasteland going?"

Yue Yinling shook her head and said, "I guess we won't be able to make it this year. This battle will last for nearly a month, and everyone will be watching. If we want to find people to open up the land for planting, it will cost several times the labor cost..."

Qi Yao said: "I have calculated that if I hire thirty outer disciples to go to the mountains to open up wasteland and plant crops, it will cost at least several thousand taels of silver in wages.

"Brother Feng, we used to use those outer disciples for free. Why do you insist on paying them wages, and pay them so much?"

Fang Tong sighed, "It would be great if we had a group of people working for us without pay! Now we have to pay dozens of taels of silver every day to those cigarette workers. It hurts!"

Ben Lei said, "We've also hired four shop assistants. They're all pretty young ladies. They'll have eight days off a month and work four hours a day. Each will get sixty taels of silver a month! For four people, that's two hundred and forty taels... I'm dying to work in this shop!"

"We are just a black shop, not a profiteer. We must not exploit grassroots workers, so let's not talk about the wages anymore.

As for the workers who don’t want wages…”

Ye Feng touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Gradually, his eyes lit up.

He thought of the beautiful and cute little Su Daji, who would become horny when her tail was touched.

In the Spirit Demon Valley where she lives, there live many spirit beasts and alien races...

Moreover, these spiritual beasts have very high IQs and strong execution abilities.

Since these little animals can help place offerings and collect plates, it should be no problem to let them open up wasteland and plant crops.

They don't need any salary, just some fruit will do the trick.

Anyway, these little animals are idle anyway, so finding something for them to do can enrich their spare time.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng suddenly thought of another thing.

He turned to the crowd and said, "We planned a few days ago to give out small gifts to our guests at the grand opening. Have you chosen the gifts?"

Qi Yao and others shook their heads.

Ye Feng asked, "Is a plate okay?"

"Plate? What plate?" Everyone was puzzled.

Ye Feng took out a white porcelain plate from the black silk bracelet.

“It’s this kind of plate.”

Yue Yinling took it, weighed it in her hand, and said, "This porcelain plate is made of top-quality white porcelain, and the market price is worth two qian of silver. But who would give someone a plate as a gift for a grand opening? Isn't that embarrassing?"

"Then give us ten. In the first three days of opening, if you spend more than ten taels of silver, we'll give you ten high-quality porcelain plates. One is two cents, so ten of them is two taels of silver, which is quite a bit."

"What if there are a lot of customers? Where are we going to get all those plates?"

"I have it!"

"How many can you have? I have to give out ten at a time!"

Ye Feng counted on his fingers and said, "I have nearly 15,000 of these porcelain plates and dishes, which should be enough."

"Ah?" Everyone was stunned.

Yue Yinling asked, "Fifteen thousand? How do you have so many high-quality porcelain plates? Are you secretly reselling porcelain?"

Ye Feng chuckled and said, "Don't ask me about this. The gift is settled. Fang Tong, find a few more outer disciples to come over tomorrow."

"What?"

"Washing the dishes..."

Yue Yinling did not stay in Xianling Valley for long. After about half an hour, she returned to Chiyun Peak.

Ye Feng is now the true hands-off manager.

Seeing that the three tyrants had run the shop well, they completely stopped caring about the business in the shop.

He took out more than 10,000 tribute plates from his black silk bracelet and piled them up in the warehouse on the second floor of the shop.

He planned to bring these plates back to the Zhikeyuan when he left the bamboo forest that day.

When I just came back, I told Miao Xiaorou about this.

Miao Xiaorou said that she was from Tianfengyuan, not Zhikeyuan, and these plates were not her responsibility.

During this period of time, Ye Feng forgot about this matter, and more than 10,000 high-quality white porcelain plates were lying in his storage bracelet.

I just thought of Xiao Su Daji, and then I remembered that I still have a lot of plates.

After washing and brushing, they are also new. It is also a good choice to give them as small gifts in a group of ten.

Anyway, it's not his, so he doesn't feel sorry at all for borrowing it to offer to others.

After Ye Feng put down the plates, he instructed the three tyrants to make more banners and slogans, and then spread the news as quickly as possible that there would be half-price sales and gifts during the first three days of the opening.

After giving the order, he began to stroll around the Fairy Valley with his pipe in his mouth.

I plan to buy some cakes and snacks for Ling'er, Xiaoman, and Sanzhier, and a few jars of good wine for Master.

Of course, I also have to buy some clothes for myself.

I'm about to go on the ring to fight, how can I do it without some good clothes?

After buying some snacks and drinks, I looked up and saw Uncle Yunyu’s Tianyu Silk Shop.

After thinking about it, Ye Feng walked over.