Chapter 1358 Father's filial piety
He roughly calculated that if he fully provided the resources needed for Lu Mingjun's promotion, then in this first stage, he would have to use about ten times the daily resources of the early stage of Mountaineering Realm, and this does not include some precious natural resources distributed every year.
Things you need for material treasures.
The price of raising Lu Mingjun is very expensive. The money spent on raising ten early Mountaineering Realms can be used to raise three mid-level Mountaineering Realms. The money spent on raising three mid-level Mountaineering Realms can be used to raise half a peak Mountaineering Realm.
An extra ten cents of the initial expenses for the Mountaineering Realm are an expense that must be taken seriously by Prince Ning's Mansion, and only those in the world who can afford this amount of money, except Prince Ning's Mansion, and the two great dynasties, any top
Even the sect can hardly bear it.
Because Lu Mingjun is still in the early stage of Mountaineering Realm. Who knows how much consumption he will have in the middle stage of Mountaineering Realm and at the peak of Mountaineering Realm, if the calculation is based on ten times the amount of the same level in the world.
Prince Ning couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when he thought of this. After all, Lu Mingjun probably couldn't give out so much even if he emptied Prince Ning's mansion.
Originally, Prince Ning was very confident before he smoked, but when he thought about things seriously, something started to go wrong. Then he thought about how many top mountaineering experts were on the world's most famous list.
There are only about a dozen people with names and surnames. Counting Shi Laodao who is not on the list, there are only a dozen people. The others are really gone.
These are the ultimate foundations that the top religious dynasties have slowly accumulated since more than two thousand years ago. The resource consumption required every year is a large number. If the family fortune is small, these people will starve.
Even though Prince Ning's Mansion had swallowed up the reserves of more than a dozen dynasties decades ago because of the war to destroy the country, it still couldn't afford to support ten mountain peakers.
Every strong man at the top of the mountaineering realm is a powerful figure who can subdue a faction or a country.
"Hiss... ten times..."
The more Prince Ning thought about it, the more something was wrong. He had a strange feeling. He had struggled all his life, struggled to get up from life and death, and finally reached his current position. It seemed that all the accumulation in this life would be working for Lu Mingjun in the future.
Prince Ning's scalp began to feel numb. Lu Mingjun obviously noticed the change in Prince Ning's expression, and at this time he rubbed Prince Ning's shoulders even harder.
If there were ten mountaineering peaks in Prince Ning's palace who risked their lives in vain, Prince Ning would have held 300,000 soldiers of the Xiliang Army to attack the sky.
Who in the world dares to be dissatisfied, just slap him with a big mouth, and the other person will not even dare to complain. They may even think that they have done something wrong, and they want to keep the whole family safe, so they give themselves a knife.
At this moment, Prince Ning began to act like an accountant who had been practicing for a hundred years, and began to calculate the general ledger of the palace, and how much money could be thrown to Lu Mingjun.
In the early stage of the Mountaineering Realm, he could still sustain himself even though he gritted his teeth. When Lu Mingjun reached the middle stage of the Mountaineering Realm, King Ning took out the capital for his old age and was still able to bear it. When Lu Mingjun really reached the peak of the Mountaineering Realm.
The taxes collected by Prince Ning's Mansion from the Three Continents throughout the year, and even if the remuneration of the staff in the Mansion was deducted, it would not be able to support Lu Mingjun.
There are only a dozen or so peak mountaineering experts in the Sixty-Four Prefectures. The six prefectures have gathered the essence of heaven and earth to support a peak mountaineering expert. It is already the limit. If one person is full, there will be another person who is not full.
In fact, over the course of more than two thousand years of development, the number of experts at the peak of the mountaineering realm has reached an extreme level, and there is no way to grow any further. This is not because the people below do not work hard, but to a large extent it is due to the resource limitations of the sixty-four states.
I can't bear any more strong men.
Moreover, if you want to take that step forward at the peak of the mountaineering realm, the energy accumulation required is also huge.
The energy has not reached a limit, and there is no basic condition for reaching the eternal level.
"Mingjun... Dad is sorry for you..." Prince Ning sighed regretfully. When did he feel like this? He was still a poor person in the world!
Ning Prince's Mansion is richer than the Daqian Dynasty, and its wealth is even directly comparable to that of the Northern Saint Dynasty, but it seems that it is not enough in front of Lu Mingjun, a gold-swallowing beast.
It’s so stupid!
Lu Mingjun's expression changed, and he looked at Prince Ning with some confusion. This cheap father-in-law seemed to have a troubled face.
It’s not like Prince Ning.
His thighs are not big enough to hold him, and Prince Ning's legs are already very thick. The resources and power he can actively mobilize are among the best in the world. No matter how rich others are, they will not be as rich as Prince Ning.
However, compared with the resources that Lu Mingjun will consume in the future, this wealth is only a drop in the bucket, or only a drop in the bucket. It can only meet 20% of Lu Mingjun's consumption.
This is still a situation where Prince Ning's Mansion has hollowed out itself and not paid tribute wages to others.
But if we really do this, Prince Ning's palace will almost fall apart, if we don't give money, let a person work like this. Unless there is a national crisis, the depression is to the point that no one can bear, and it is for the sake of life and death and the future. Someone gave it a try.
Although monetary resources are just a number to a certain extent, we have never expected the emergence of an insatiable gold-eating beast.
The palace's daily expenses still have to be maintained. Even if it is at a minimum, it is a huge expenditure every month that is too huge for a sect to bear. Moreover, the people of the Three Continents also have to live, and some money cannot be touched casually.
"Dad, why do you say that... Is this force enough? If not, I will use more force."
Lu Mingjun's heart skipped a beat, and he worked hard in front of Prince Ning. It was obvious that he was in his father's situation when he asked for money, and put aside when he didn't want money. Five
Prince Ning helplessly patted Lu Mingjun's hand. Every time Lu Mingjun rubbed his shoulder, he felt a burst of pain.
Calculate how much it costs each time. It seems that if this continues, sooner or later one day, you will have to be reduced to begging in the secular world.
"Mingjun...Dad, I am poor..."
Prince Ning rested his elbows on the table and picked up the cigarette rod with trembling hands. He seemed to be in a daze at this moment. It took him a long time to find his mouth. He carefully took the cigarette rod with his mouth and took a deep puff, fearing that he would smoke. I can't suck it for a moment.
Lu Mingjun was stunned for a moment when he looked at Prince Ning's expression. This expression seemed to appear on some poor fathers when their married sons asked for a car or a house.
It’s not that those old fathers don’t work hard, but even if they work hard, it’s hard to come up with so much money.
There is only one word in life: hardship, and there is also the word difficulty.
"Dad..." Lu Mingjun's voice trembled slightly.
"You have become successful. Dad, I can't help you much in your future life. The most I can do is support you until you are in the middle of mountain climbing, and then dad won't be able to support you anymore."
"Good son, it's not that dad doesn't want to help you..."
Prince Ning's teeth were chattering when he thought of what Lu Mingjun wanted at the top of the mountaineering realm.
Chapter completed!