Wu Xindie saw two poems written by Murong Badou in "Jianghu Express" and read them several times. Although there were still a few sentences that could not fully understand their meaning, she was very impressed by the last sentence of the second poem - "Long".

"Shout for a hero, the best person in life can be a brother", I understand it deeply and appreciate it very much. [] This sentence is very bold, and the admiration for brother Yan is vivid on the paper. This 140 gold is well spent!

Wu Xindie caressed the BMW on her crotch and murmured in her heart, Liu Wenling made money by selling her looks, and the money came very quickly. Murong Badou made money by writing poems and lyrics, and he was also rich, but he didn't have any good money-making projects. Thinking of it.

I decided to try out the silk-drawing skills mentioned by Brother La, so I immediately jumped on my horse and whipped my whip, and rushed to Xiangyang in high spirits.

Qiao Po in the south of Xiangyang City is responsible for teaching silk drawing skills. After Wu Xindie arrived in Xiangyang, she found Qiao Po and found that Qiao Po was deserted except for a woman with good temperament standing beside her.

The elegant woman is petite and elegantly dressed in white. Her face is covered with a veil, which makes her look even more mysterious. On the back of the little white horse beside her is a piano. The body of the piano is wrapped in a thin layer of white gauze.

, actually emitted a faint golden light.

Wu Xindie slowly rode up to the elegant woman and found that she was holding a book in her hand. The words on the cover seemed to be "Nong Sang Ji Yao"

The temperamental woman was studying "Nongsang Ji Yao" when she saw Wu Xindie lingering around and wouldn't leave for a long time. She hated him for disturbing her, so she closed the book and asked, "Are you here to learn how to draw silk?"

"Yes, yes!" Wu Xindie responded repeatedly and asked with a smile, "Beauty, what is the purpose of drawing silk? What can you make if you learn how to draw silk?"

The temperamental woman did not answer, but fixed her eyes on Wu Xindie's divine horse "Narrow Wing". After staring at it for a moment, she asked, "Your horse is very good. It is the best among horses. Can you sell it?"

"Huh?" Wu Xindie was moved in her heart and said with a smile, "Do you want to buy it? How much can you offer?"

"If you want to sell, just make a price." The temperament goddess looked indifferent.

Wu Xindie thought to herself: "I don't know how much this horse is worth. It would be fine if I offered a higher price. If I offer a lower price, it would be different if I change my price." Then she said cautiously, "You are the buyer.

, you make an offer.”

"Twenty thousand gold." The temperamental woman spoke without hesitation and was extremely generous.

"Twenty thousand?" Wu Xindie was shocked. She thought this BMW was worth at most ten thousand gold, but she didn't expect it to be sold for twenty thousand. It was really a big price!

"Are you selling it?" The temperamental woman said calmly, "The price I offered is very worthy of your horse. If you sell it for 20,000 gold, you can spend 3 to 5,000 gold to buy a different kind of horse, like

Tengwu, Benxiao, Chaoguang, these horses are all very good."

"Yeah. But, your price..." Wu Xindie wanted to raise the price, but her heart suddenly shuddered, and she secretly thought, "Brother La just gave me this horse. If I sell it in the blink of an eye, let him

I know, that’s a huge disrespect to him! Well, I’m not in a hurry for money right now, so I’ll keep this BMW for now. If I want to sell it later, I can sell it for a higher price.”

"Beauty, I won't sell this horse."

"Yeah." The temperamental woman was slightly surprised, but she no longer forced herself. Her eyes glanced at "Niaoyi" again, and then she spread out "Nongsang Collection" and began to study it carefully.

"Beauty, you are wearing a veil, why can't I check your identity? Could you please tell me your surname?" Wu Xindie was very strange. He could neither see her level nor equipment, nor did he know who she was.

"The veil I wear is to hide my identity. Of course you don't know who I am. You don't need to know." The temperamental woman was lukewarm to Wu Xindie's kind inquiry. She spoke with words and looked at her.

But never leave books.

"Haha." Wu Xindie laughed dryly, "By the way, beauty, what's the use of learning to draw silk?"

"After you learn it, you can make armor and clothes." The temperamental woman still didn't raise her head and said with a smile, "If you want to learn to draw silk, you must be smart. People with stupid brains will not be able to learn it no matter how hard they learn."

"Really?" Listening to her words, Wu Xindie obviously did not regard herself as a smart person, so she said proudly, "I am very smart, I am a smart person!"

"Haha. When I say smart, I don't mean cunning and cunning, but I mean clever."

As the elegant woman spoke, she turned over a page of the book. In order to let him leave here as soon as possible and give herself peace of mind, she gave some guidance, "If you want to make money, you can learn cooking and make tofu. Tofu is made according to a special process.

Finally, if you eat it, you can strengthen your own skills within a certain period of time. Many masters buy tofu to eat."

"Is it?"

Wu Xindie gradually became angry, thinking that she came to this world to do big things and do great things vigorously. Who the hell would do tofu! Remembering that she was underestimating his lack of intelligence, she said in a deep voice, "You

Do you think I'm not smart enough? What kind of person is considered smart?"

"If you think you are clever enough, I will guess a word puzzle for you. Are you willing to guess it?"

"Guess the word puzzle?" Wu Xindie was stunned, and then said boldly, "No problem! As long as it's a word I know, I can definitely guess it!"

"Haha." The temperamental woman smiled disapprovingly, "A Chinese character has eleven strokes, neither horizontal nor vertical. You must know this character."

"Eleven paintings, neither horizontal nor vertical?"

"Yes. Eleven paintings, neither horizontal nor vertical."

"Is it a common word?"

"It's a common word."

Wu Xindie thought for a moment, feeling that it was impossible to guess such a word puzzle, so she smiled and said, "Can you give me a hint?"

"Okay." The temperamental woman pondered for a moment and said softly, "I only remind you of three words, which is boring."

"It doesn't taste good?" Wu Xindie was confused, what kind of hint is this? After thinking hard for a moment, he still had no clue, so he said carelessly, "I can't guess it yet, tell me what the word is."

"If you can't guess right now, you can calm down, don't make a sound, and just guess slowly. If you feel like you'll never be able to guess, then just say you can never guess." The temperamental woman was meticulous and corrected her seriously.

"I could never guess it!"

"Haha." The temperamental woman smiled lightly and said seriously, "This word can make money. If you can guess this word, you will be a rich man. This word means 'light', so it doesn't taste good."

"Dan?" Wu Xindie checked in her mind, and suddenly realized that it was indeed the unattractive "light"! She smiled awkwardly and said, "I didn't guess it, so I'm not very clever. But why?

Can you make money by saying this word?"

"You still don't understand?" The temperamental woman was deeply surprised by Wu Xindie's question. She felt that this man was too stupid, so she asked, "Do you think the taste of tofu is bland?"

“The tofu tastes bland!”

"Are there many people eating tofu?"

“There are many people eating tofu!”

“Can tofu make money?”

“Tofu can make money!”

“Then how does tofu make money?”

"Then how does tofu make money?" Wu Xindie almost fainted from being deceived by her.

"Hey..." The temperamental woman sighed quietly, speechless at Wu Xindie's dullness, and pointed out, "Tofu is the most magical food, and those who do the tofu business are guaranteed to make a profit. Think about it, the tofu is hard.

What is it?"

"Tofu is dried tofu when it is hard!" Wu Xindie said majesticly.

"What does it mean if the tofu is watery?"

"When the tofu is watery, it becomes tofu curd!"

"Is the tofu thin?"

“When the tofu is made thin, it becomes tofu skin!”

"Is the tofu done?"

"When the tofu is gone, it becomes soy milk!"

“Why can’t the tofu be sold and it will stink?”

"If the tofu cannot be sold, it will become stinky!"

"The answers are fluent, you are quite smart!" The temperamental woman smiled approvingly and asked, "Then are you willing to make tofu?"

"I don't want to make tofu!" Wu Xindie was very frustrated.

"Why are you so stubborn?" The temperamental woman was surprised, and she didn't expect that her persuasion was unnecessary, "I tell you, tofu is the purest, especially tofu's close relative, soy milk, is pure and pure. Why don't you want to make tofu?

Are you willing to support soy milk?"

"Just because tofu is too pure, you can't get rich by doing a pure industry! Have you ever seen people who got rich by making tofu? If you can get rich, why don't you make tofu?" Wu Xindie was a little angry, thinking about this

The girl was just teasing herself. She could have explained something clearly in a few words, but instead she wasted her emotions making detours. Isn't that just making tofu? She said it as if there was infinite Zen power in the tofu!

"Are you really not willing to make tofu?" The elegant woman seemed to be passionate about pure tofu.

"Nonsense, of course I don't want to make tofu!" Wu Xindie suddenly changed her color, thinking that if the mighty Lord Wu bent down to make tofu, he would really let Sun Wukong become a porter. He stared at the temperamental woman with cold eyes, and said with hatred in his heart,

"Well, I don't know what kind of idiot this is! When you, Grandpa Wu, become awesome, Grandpa Wu will torture you to death."

"Beauty, what's your name? I want to get to know you and be friends?" Wu Xindie tried to find out about her "Wan'er"

"Haha, you have bad intentions." The temperamental woman closed the book, covered her mouth and smiled, "I showed you a way to make money with good intentions, but you actually thought I was teasing you and had a grudge against me. If I give you my

The name tells you that if you become stronger in the future, you will most likely take revenge on me. Therefore, I cannot tell my name to someone who may be my enemy in the future."

"Ha! Haha... I'm a good person, I'm not as bad as you say." Wu Xindie tried her best to hide her inner surprise with a dry laugh, and thought to herself, "How can she be so smart and know what I am thinking.

"

Seeing that he was both happy and angry, with a strange look on his face, the temperamental woman said nothing more, opened "Nongsang Ji Yao" and continued to study.

"It's your fault! You're treating me like a monkey and wasting my precious time!" Wu Xindie felt filled with grief and indignation, and regretted coming here. She thought that this silk-drawing skill was only learned by a rubbish like her.

Master Wu is too lazy to learn where to go. Think about what you should do now, the mission is more important. If there is a mission from Master Zihe in Wudang Mountain, go to Wudang to pick up a mission. Maybe there will be good things waiting for you!
Chapter completed!