CHAPTER 447: CHAPTER 179: "LAYER BY LAYER HIGH"_3

"Yes." Zhang Feng nodded under their even more shocked gaze and said once again, "This is the second matter I came to discuss with you.

Do you still have any talismans? If so, I’d like to copy some more."

...

Two minutes later, he left from this place.

This time, he came up empty-handed.

The two of them had no other magic talismans.

The Earth Spike Skill was the bottom of the chest for their sect.

As for other magic, they were not much different from the old Zhang Feng; it was all about forcibly channeling Spiritual Qi.

Regarding their sect, fifty years ago, it was considered a first-class sect in this world.

But after some incidents, now only the two of them remain.

However, their methods of forcibly channeling had some points worth learning from.

Now.

Zhang Feng, while looking at their sect’s ’secret’ manual, walked towards the inn.

According to their manual,

Zhang Feng further supplemented his knowledge of cultivation.

After all, they are legitimate.

A sect with several hundred years of heritage always has its merits.

For example, the frequently occurring issues during cultivation were extensively annotated.

For example, Heart Demons.

That’s what they called it in their manual as well.

And it was highlighted how Heart Demons profoundly affected cultivation.

At worst, it could merely slow down cultivation speed; at worst, it could lead one into madness, resulting in an extremely extreme personality, or cause Spiritual Qi conflict, rendering one’s cultivation wasted, or causing serious injury or death.

Zhang Feng found these quite serious.

But regarding solutions, it mentioned a very interesting practice.

That is ’fishing’.

This fishing wasn’t some kind of cultivation term but meant actually going to some pleasant place and doing real fishing.

Zhang Feng found this indeed quite amusing.

Because just thinking about those ’unknown fish’, never knowing what the next catch might be, seemed to make one a lot happier.

As expected.

These large sects still had some ’cultivation methods’.

But previously, even though he knew how to fish, he really hadn’t thought of this aspect.

But now he knew.

So he might find an opportunity to try it out sometime.

...

Another half month passed.

A joyful event occurred.

The shopkeeper’s nephew arrived.

This afternoon.

In the backyard of the inn.

Zhang Feng also saw the shopkeeper’s nephew, a short and sturdy young man in his early twenties.

His constitution was pretty good, with a score of 17.

It’s no wonder, being well-fed and trained in a world with Spiritual Qi, his constitution was well-maintained.

Because Zhang Feng observed that he didn’t have much martial arts skill, only occasionally practicing, just muddling along.

"Uncle!"

Zhang Feng, though casually observing, didn’t take it lightly at all.

But the nephew was in a hurry, quickly saying to the shopkeeper, "What’s the matter? Quickly tell me, we have a time limit for coming and going, and I need to hurry back."

"Well..." The shopkeeper didn’t drag it out, quickly explaining the matters of land purchase and expansion.

After quickly finishing,

he faced the doubtful gaze of his nephew and earnestly introduced Zhang Feng, and had the nephew try the dishes made by Zhang Feng.

During this, he also took out the recent account books for the nephew to look through.

Then, the nephew also felt that profits were to be made.

This land definitely had to be purchased.

"I’ll first go and talk to our ’factory director’!"

He quickly left as well.

The ’factory director’ he mentioned was the person in charge of the Copper Factory, who was also his superior.

This director was also a trusted confidant of General Hang.

If he steps in, many things would be minor matters.

...

In the evening.

In a hidden factory.

"That’s it..." the nephew found the forty-something factory director and informed him of the land purchase details one by one.

After speaking, the nephew extended three fingers,

"Brother Peng! As long as this matter is handled well, my uncle said, you will get a thirty percent share of the profits!"

"Thirty percent..." Brother Peng stroked the whiskers on his chin and said, "Honestly, my brother, I had indeed heard from a boss about how good chef Zhang’s cooking is.

I didn’t expect he was your uncle’s chef."

"Hehe, have you heard of him, brother?" the nephew said with a smile, "That’s great, then what do you think of the land matter I mentioned?"

"The land..."

Brother Peng was contemplating.

To be honest, he very much wanted to join in.

Because the shopkeeper, General Hang, the nephew, and he.

Though they each appeared different, their goals were the same.

Especially with General Hang leading by example.

As the one in charge of the Copper Factory, Brother Peng naturally looked ’ahead’.

But this thirty percent, he felt was too little.

However, too much seemed improper since he and the nephew were practically brothers eating from the same pot.

The nephew was also a minor leader in the Copper Factory.

He couldn’t appear too greedy.

"Brother Peng..." The nephew noticed Brother Peng didn’t speak for a while and handed him a cigarette, lighting it personally.

"What do you think?"

"Oh~" Brother Peng nodded slowly, exhaling a smoke ring, looking as if he agreed, but also as if he was just pacifying.

These small actions made the nephew anxious enough that he was almost scratching his head and ears.

Watching Brother Peng exhale smoke for half a minute.

The nephew couldn’t sit still under Brother Peng’s manipulation and said again, "We’re all brothers, if you have something to say, just say it, give me a definite answer..."

"Don’t worry, don’t rush." Brother Peng took another satisfying puff of the cigarette, "The more we reach such decision-making moments, the more we should stay calm."

He said, looking towards the anxious nephew, "Brother, I’m not deliberately playing with or stringing you along, such a big matter, you have to let me think it over.

After all, I’m not very familiar with the city’s land officials, and if we deal with any land deeds, it’s inevitable we’ll have to grease some palms.

As our big boss always says, harmony brings wealth.

If we really go waving guns about demanding land,

even if they wouldn’t give up the land, at least the big boss won’t let the two of us off."

"Yes, yes..." The nephew chuckled dryly, but inwardly he was cursing, ’Sounds good, what big boss? What grease? Actually, you just want more money!

Isn’t a share of the inn’s profits enough?

The inn hasn’t even expanded yet, and you want to skim off your own people first!

What a rotten guy!

Small-time greed and caution all directed at one’s own people, do you really think I’m stupid?’

The nephew thought angrily, yet his face bore a smiling expression, sincerely saying, "Brother Peng, don’t worry! The money for the greasing is on me!"

"Alright!" Brother Peng also broke into a smile, "I’ll head out right now, go into the city to inquire how much the land there is.

Once I return, I’ll give you a definite answer.

We’re family, of course I’ll help with this task!"

"Thank you, Brother Peng!" The nephew felt optimistic about the matter.

"By the way! Where is the inn?" Brother Peng asked again, "Let me check out that chef Zhang first, see what he’s made of."