An ordinary family’s half-year income may not be four or five taels!
But now, you only need to focus for two minutes to make money!
"Four or five taels is nothing." Xiao Hui saw his excited look and said disapprovingly: "When you can carve out all the first-level regular talismans, then you can really make a lot of money."
"Can I carve a first-level regular talisman now?" Tang Lin couldn't help but ask.
"It's a good idea. When you become a senior martial arts student and your finger strength is ten times that of an ordinary senior martial arts student, you will be able to successfully portray him." Xiao Hui curled his lips and said.
"Senior martial arts student..." Tang Lin clenched his fist slightly, and without thinking any more, continued to lower his head and carve the talisman carefully.
Maybe he was too happy just now, but this time during the carving process, Tang Lin's hand couldn't help but tremble, causing the entire talisman to be destroyed and a piece of cinnabar paper was wasted.
"continue!"
Tang Lin didn't feel angry. He calmed down his emotions again and then began to write seriously.
The third one was a success, then the fourth one was a success, the fifth one was a failure, the sixth one was a failure, the seventh one was still a failure, the eighth one was a success again...
Through Xiao Hui's teachings, Tang Lin knew that there was a success rate for carving talismans, but if carving for a long time, the success record would be lower and lower. The physical strength on the arms and fingers, as well as the mental strength, would be depleted, resulting in tremors and mental problems.
Inability to concentrate.
After carving ten pictures in a row, Tang Lin took a two-hour break and continued carving.
Every successful one is worth four or five taels of silver!
Until early in the morning, Tang Lin carved a total of forty pieces of cinnabar paper, of which twenty-eight were successful.
In the beginning, he painted very quickly, but later he couldn't concentrate and had to rest for a while before continuing.
"Twenty-eight!" Tang Lin looked at the stack of talismans on the desk, his eyes glowing with heat, "Each one is four or five taels, so here is nearly one hundred and fifty taels!"
What can one hundred and fifty taels do?
You can pay the rent of the Tang Lin family mansion for two or three years!
Hundreds of slaves and servants can be purchased!
You can hire five or six senior martial arts students to be your personal bodyguards for a year!
The most important thing is that one hundred and fifty taels is enough to purchase all the materials for refining the 'Blood Cloud Pill'!
"Would you like to try the power of this moon bell talisman?" Xiao Hui looked at Tang Lin with a smile.
"Try the talisman?" Tang Lin looked at the twenty-eight talismans on the table, feeling a little distressed, "One talisman is worth four or five taels of silver...but it doesn't hurt to give it a try."
Although Tang Lin was still young, he had been familiar with the books of sages, which made him open-minded and free.
"Anyway, it only takes a few minutes to carve one." Tang Lin immediately became excited, picked up a talisman from it, and asked: "Can I just light it?"
Xiao Hui smiled and said: "After you light it and hold the corner of the talisman, the power will envelope you."
Tang Lin immediately pinched the talisman and moved it to the oil lamp. Soon one corner of the talisman was lit and the flame burned upwards.
"Whoosh" "Whoosh"
Streams of light flew elegantly from the runes, like silver moonlight, and jumped onto Tang Lin's clothes. Soon, a layer of faint white light appeared on Tang Lin's clothes, making the clothes look like
Like a treasure.
"How amazing!" Tang Lin was stunned.
"It's just a basic talisman." Xiao Hui said confidently: "Once a truly powerful talisman is deployed, it can destroy the world and destroy the entire city."
"Destroy the entire city?" Tang Lin was choked up.
God!
How powerful is that?
Only the legendary saints can do this, right?
Tang Lin's eyes glowed with light. At this moment, his whole body was wrapped in a pale silver light, giving him a warm feeling, as if the cold air had been isolated from the outside.
Tang Lin was really worried that his father or elder brother would visit at this time. If they saw this scene, they would be frightened to death.
Half an hour later, the pale silver light on his body converged and disappeared. Although a talisman was wasted, Tang Lin did not regret seeing such a strange sight.
He put down the langhao pen, put away the cinnabar paper and dog blood, then carefully put away the remaining twenty-seven chapters of talismans, and then lay down on the bed.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Hui asked in surprise.
"Sleep." Tang Lin wrapped his head in a quilt and heard a muffled voice, "Better energy, go to the free market tomorrow to sell these talismans, and then buy materials!"
Xiao Hui smiled and said, "You can really sleep well."
Of course Tang Lin couldn't sleep. He smothered his body in the quilt, but the blood all over his body was boiling and burning like a raging fire.
A month ago, I was still a mediocre little scholar. My ambition was to get a good rank in the imperial examination, serve in the imperial court, and receive a monthly salary, so I would not need support from my family.
However, the salary of a seventh-grade prefect is only a dozen taels a month. Although he can be a corrupt official and make money, how can he compare with him now?
One hundred and fifty taels a day!
How much can you earn when you become a high-level martial arts student and can carve first-level regular talismans?
Tang Lin felt that his future was bright, and a strong hope he had never felt before burst into his chest.
This is destined to be a sleepless night.
…
The free market is one of the three major markets in Longxiang City. The other two are Luoyuxuan and Wanbao Pavilion. The reason why Tang Lin chose the free market is because there is no need to fill in your identity information for transactions here, and you only need to pay a small amount of rent.
, buy a stall, put your items on it, and people will come to buy it.
The security of the free market is quite good. No one has ever dared to cause trouble or rob here, because it is said that the person guarding here is a warrior!
Who dares to snatch things under the nose of a warrior?
That's not courting death, it's suicide!
After returning from the academy the next day, Tang Lin carried his book basket and went directly to the free market. Looking at it, the entire free market was an extremely huge square, densely packed with stalls, and almost every stall was occupied by people.
They were standing, with their belongings placed in front of them.
Tang Lin rarely came here, so he was very interested. He put Xiao Hui in the book basket and carried him inside.
"Come and take a look. There is high-quality cold iron here, which is the best material for forging weapons. Today is the last sale. Don't miss it."
"There are all kinds of medicinal materials here, the prices are fair, and the children's wives are not deceived."
"The horns of the 'Purple Horned Ox' cost three taels, so hurry up and buy them if you want them."
Various hawking sounds rang out. Some people held the treasures in their hands and highly recommended them to people passing by. Others sat calmly in their seats, seeming to disdain such shouting.
"Purple-horned cow?" Tang Lin saw a purple horn in the man's hand, "Purple-horned cow is a mutated buffalo with a purple horn growing on its head. Its power is three times that of an ordinary bull. It belongs to the '
Beast's level."
Tang Lin, who is familiar with the "Martial Arts Code", clearly distinguishes these animals. These animals are divided into three levels: "poultry", "beasts" and "monsters".
Above the monsters, there are monsters.
Poultry is a docile animal that ordinary people can control and raise. Beasts are relatively ferocious and highly aggressive. For example, this mutant purple-horned cow has a violent temper and cannot be controlled by ordinary people. Every year in the dynasty, there are
Some people were trampled to death by purple-horned cattle on the plains.
Monsters, on the other hand, are beasts that have survived for hundreds of years and have rudimentary intelligence. They are not only extremely powerful, but also possess a certain degree of wisdom.
As for monsters...
Then he has become completely spiritual. He has been practicing for thousands of years and is proficient in various ways of transformation. He can transform into various shapes, whether it is a house, a human being, or other animals, etc. He is elusive and unfathomable, only powerful.
Only the warriors can kill!
Tang Lin looked over in a row.
It is indeed a free market. There is almost everything here, from rouge and gouache on women, to swords, guns and clubs for fighting, as well as various medicinal materials, rare and precious items, and some people sell mysterious treasure maps, but this
Most deceptive tricks.
Tang Lin saw several items that were as cute as crystals. His childish temperament was overwhelming, and he almost couldn't help but want to buy them. However, he had no money in his pocket, so he had to hold back.
Coming to the Market Exchange, this is a tall and majestic building.
Tang Lin walked in.
The wide lobby was filled with all kinds of people. Behind the crowd was a long gray sandalwood counter. Inside, stood a slender woman, calculating the account books.
Tang Lin walked over and said, "Hello, I want to rent a stall."
"Yeah." The woman looked up at Tang Lin, "Ten cents each."
Tang Lin took out ten copper coins from the money bag in the book basket, and then received a wooden sign from the woman's hand with the number "218" on it.
Tang Lin walked along the stalls outside the door and saw that stall No. 218 was empty. He immediately walked over, sat down cross-legged, put the book basket aside, and took out ten "Moon Bell Talisman" from it to prevent it from being blown by the wind.
If it is scattered, you can only hold it in your hands and sit quietly waiting for the buyer to come.
"Hey, brother, there is actually someone selling talismans here!" A clear and crisp voice came out in surprise, and then two figures appeared in Tang Lin's sight, one man and one woman. The man was about 20 years old, extremely handsome.
, wearing a green shirt with a bamboo sword embroidered on the chest.
The girl was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with bright black eyes and full of liveliness. She was pointing at Tang Lin's stall and pulling the man beside her over.
"Yeah, it's a child." The girl looked at Tang Lin carefully, a little surprised, and then her eyes showed disappointment.
The talisman is such a high-end item, how could it appear in the hands of a child? It's probably just a fake talisman.
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