Chapter 77 Monthly Salary

Fang Zhixing understood and asked, "Master, is there any way to earn extra meat pills?"

"Of course there are, there are many ways!"

Lu Anfu laughed and said, "Well, I will recommend three more reliable methods to you, brother, for your reference.

The first method, I am here in the Weapon Casting Hall, which is a place dedicated to forging weapons.

Weapons are precious things. An ordinary person wearing armor and holding a weapon may defeat a Guanli Realm warrior who has practiced hard for many years.

In short, you can come to me to learn the art of forging. As long as you can forge weapons independently, you can exchange them for rich meat pills with your merits. It can be said that those who are capable will do more!

The second method has certain Dangerous, you can try to hunt exotic animals in the restricted area, and then use the meat of the exotic animals to exchange for meat pills, but you must fight for your life.

The third method is not easy either, and it can even be said to be more dangerous, that is, to hunt down or kill wanted criminals.

Many wanted criminals have huge rewards on their bodies. As long as you have the ability to catch or kill them, you can also earn a lot of meat pills. "

Fang Zhixing quickly understood in his heart, thought about it, and asked curiously: "Meat pills, can't we make them ourselves?"

Lu Anfu sighed: "It would be great if we could really make meat pills ourselves. It's a pity that the method of refining meat pills is a core secret and is in the hands of the clan. Outsiders have no way of knowing it."

Fang Zhixing said in his heart, as expected.

Then, he received this month's monthly salary and a token symbolizing the identity of the incense master.

"This matter is over."

Fang Zhixing smiled easily, quickly left the Casting Hall, and returned to the government office.

It was already evening, and it suddenly began to drizzle, with a sense of coldness.

Before I knew it, it was already late October, and the weather was getting colder.

"The weather is getting colder, and the refugees will have a harder time. The riots will get worse, and the situation may take a sharp turn for the worse."

Fang Zhixing sighed softly.

Xigou replied, "In the city, it is peaceful, with singing and dancing, and people live their lives as usual. The rich are even happier, living a life of luxury and extravagance."

Fang Zhixing pondered, "The troubled times have arrived, and such peaceful days cannot last long. War is inevitable, and I have to become stronger as soon as possible."

Xigou agreed with him and sneered, "You are quite famous now. If any powerful hero passes by here and wants to gain some reputation, he may be the first to attack you."

Fang Zhixing naturally knew this. If a person does not have long-term plans, he will have short-term worries. He has both long-term and short-term worries.

In a word, it's really annoying!

Walking on the road, Fang Zhixing ran into the housekeeper Wen Yuwen.

Fang Zhixing already knew that Wen Yuwen was not only a housekeeper, but also a counselor and Luo Peiyun's true confidant. He was very important inside and outside the county government, and his status might even be higher than Luo Kezhao.

He immediately lowered his posture and greeted with a smile: "Housekeeper Wen, have you had dinner?"

"I have." Wen Yuwen smiled tepidly, "Master Fang, where are you from?"

Fang Zhixing replied: "I went to the Casting Weapon Hall."

Wen Yuwen nodded and said: "It should be, after all, you are the nominal incense master of the Casting Weapon Hall, and you also have a share of the monthly salary there."

Fang Zhixing was full of gratitude, and said: "The position of incense master was fought for by the county magistrate, and I really have nothing to repay!"

Wen Yuwen laughed and said: "As long as you do your job well, it will be the best reward for the master. Oh, by the way, the monthly salary here in the county government will also be given to you. Your monthly salary is 10,000 yuan, plus ten second-level top-grade meat pills."

Fang Zhixing understood that the remuneration on both sides was the same.

In total, it is 20,000 yuan and 20 second-level top-grade meat pills per month.

However, the Heavenly Evil Blood Sea Technique requires 4,100 second-level top-grade meat pills. If you only rely on salary to accumulate, it will take 17 years.

This is obviously far from enough.

In other words, the meat pills issued by the monthly salary are only the basic supply, and the quantity is very small.

If a person wants to get more meat pills, he can only make more contributions and work hard for the interests of the aristocratic family.

"In the previous life, many people were house slaves and spent their whole lives paying off loans. It's the same in this world. Everyone is a meat pill slave, all of them are Camel Xiangzi."

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

Back in the courtyard, the cook had already prepared dinner and the maid had already prepared bath water.

Fang Zhixing ate dinner, then took a comfortable bath, enjoying the long-lost tranquility and peace.

Soon, Wen Yuwen sent someone to deliver this month's salary.

It must be said that Wen Yuwen was very good at doing things and was impeccable.

"Ahem~"

Suddenly, the dog started to cough dryly. He squatted beside the bathtub, wagging his tail rapidly, and seemed to be about to say something but stopped.

Fang Zhixing knew what this guy wanted to do, so he took a bath and ignored him.

"Ahem!" The dog was impatient, turning around beside the bathtub, turning around and around, coughing non-stop.

Fang Zhixing was impatient, glanced at him, and said unhappily: "Did your throat get poked? Fart if you want to."

The dog squatted down, stuck out his tongue, and waggled his tail slightly, laughing: "Fang Zhixing, I just calculated that you can only receive 20 meat pills per month. For you, it's just a drop in the ocean, not very useful, why not..."

Fang Zhixing said speechlessly: "Why, do you want to eat meat pills?"

The dog immediately held his head high and his tail waggled rapidly.

"Get lost!"

Fang Zhixing turned his head away and refused flatly.

The thin dog became anxious and shouted: "Don't be so stingy, do you understand that we share the blessings?"

Fang Zhixing sneered and said: "I usually ask you to do something, but you shirk it in every possible way. You are unwilling ten thousand times. Now you can share the blessing?"

The thin dog shouted: "Didn't I help you when you fought the water pirates last time? Without me, could you beat Guo Dingshan?"

Fang Zhixing glared and said, "You have the nerve to mention it? Your mission is to be on guard and discover the enemy's situation in advance. But what happened, you actually let me be attacked by water thieves?"

Xigou said speechlessly: "I'm still a puppy, you can't ask for such high standards."

Fang Zhixing snorted coldly: "I deeply doubt whether raising a pig will be more valuable than raising you."

Xigou said angrily: "Fang Zhixing, you're almost done, don't sit on my back and raise the price. In this way, you raise me up, and when I become stronger, won't it be of great use? Only investment will pay off!"

Fang Zhixing rolled his eyes and said, "You are just a loss-making business visible to the naked eye. I invested in you because I was blind!"

Xigou snorted: "Let's be honest, what do you want?"

Fang Zhixing rolled his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth: "I think there is a lack of tacit understanding between the two of us. We need more training to strengthen our 'bond'!"

Xiao Gou's heart skipped a beat, his hair stood on end, and he hesitated, "What kind of training do you want to do?"

Fang Zhixing silently picked up a plate, turned to the yard outside the door, raised his eyebrows, and motioned to throw it out.

"..."

The thin dog suddenly bared his teeth and showed murderous intent.