Scientific Cultivation of Immortals: Making the Flying Sword Gatling at the beginning

According to the information Ningyue told her, Gu Biao came to Huanxiang Pavilion again.

It was noon now, and logically speaking, high-end places like Huanxiang Pavilion hadn't opened yet.

But Gu Biao knocked on the side door of Huanxiang Pavilion according to Ningyue's guidance.

Tell the boy that he is the owner of Shishi Clothing Store, and find the second-level manager, Miss Ni Cai, and then the boy leads Gu Biao into the attic.

……

This Nitzy girl is a shrewd and capable person.

The two quickly negotiated the price, and Huanxiang Pavilion paid the deposit.

Thinking that these aristocratic families were not planning to show up so early, Gu Biao didn't intend to stay any longer, so he left with his hands clasped together.

When he came to the textile workshop, Gu Biao ordered the workers to start working, and he also ran the Samadhi real fire to calcine the ice silk.

After a while, the ice silk was calcined and met the material requirements for making silk stockings.

And Gu Biao also began to wander between the workshops, monitoring whether the technological process and clothing quality met his requirements.

Most of the workers in the workshop are left behind from the former textile workshop.

These workers are skilled and can fulfill Gu Biao's requirements very well.

And the forty bandits brought from Yunzhou who refined Qi to build foundations acted as apprentices, and they followed a master master in groups of two to earnestly learn skills.

After all, what Gu Biao said was to find a way out for this group of people, not to support idlers.

If this group of people can't study art seriously and work hard, then they should just fend for themselves in this vast Yanzhou.

……

Gu Biao was exploring the optimization process of stockings with several master craftsmen. Jin Jia came to Gu Biao's side and said:
"Boss Gu, there is someone outside the door who claims to be your senior brother and wants to find you. He said his name is Duan Chengquan."

Gu Biao rubbed his chin, told the workers to continue working, and followed Jin Jia to the door.

Seeing Gu Biao, Duan Chengquan folded a folding fan and said, "Junior brother, you are doing well. I didn't expect you to have your property in Yanzhou."

Seeing Duan Chengquan holding a folding fan, wearing a green shirt and long robe, and dressed like a nobleman, Gu Biao ignored Duan Chengquan, and asked back with twitching corners of his mouth:
"Which song are you singing with this outfit?"

Duan Chengquan coughed twice, and led Gu Biao aside:
"Didn't I find Miss Cuiwan in the Dizhiyuan last night? I said that I am a disciple of the sect, and I am surrounded by the sect's arrogance. She believed me. Tonight we are going to meet again for lovesickness."

Gu Biao was speechless: "Scumbag! Just you? An abandoned disciple of a small sect, and falsely claiming to be a disciple of the sect? Returning to the sect's arrogance?"

Duan Chengquan looked at Gu Biao with righteous indignation: "Isn't the sect disciple a disciple of the sect?"

Then the topic changed: "Ahem, besides, isn't the sect's Tianjiao you? I didn't say I was!"

Looking at Duan Chengquan's natural look, Gu Biao thought for a while... It seems that there is some truth in it...

Well, that last sentence makes sense.

But Gu Biao asked suspiciously again: "Then you are not going to find your Miss Cuiwan, what are you doing here?"

Duan Chengquan waved his folding fan, and smiled at Gu Biao: "Isn't this going to find out where the organization is first, and secondly, I'm going to borrow some spirit stones from you, junior brother, to spend?"

Hearing that Duan Chengquan came to borrow spirit stones, Gu Biao immediately stared:
"What? Didn't I give you thirty low-grade spirit stones last time? Saving a little is enough for a Qi refining monk's daily expenses for a year or two, and you spent all of it?"

Seeing Duan Chengquan nodded embarrassedly, Gu Biao had a bad premonition:

"Could you have spent all of it on Miss Cuiwan from your Dizhiyuan?"

Seeing Duan Chengquan shake his head, Gu Biao was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard what he said.

"No, I also spent on Miss Cuiling, Miss Cuixiang, Miss Cuiping and Miss Cuiliu of the Dizhiyuan."

Gu Biao almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, resisted the desire to do something, turned around and left.

Seeing that Gu Biao was about to leave, Duan Chengquan immediately hugged Gu Biao's thigh and cried:
"Senior Brother, you can't just abandon Senior Brother like this! Didn't Senior Brother be mistaken for a flower picker some time ago? I feel bitter, so I asked the girl from Huanxiang Pavilion to relieve my worries."

Seeing Duan Chengquan hugging his thigh and not letting go, Gu Biao punched Duan Chengquan on the head.

Gu Biao used three points of force in this punch, and it hit Duan Chengquan dizzy, his hands were weak and he could no longer hold Gu Biao's thigh.

Gu Biao looked at Duan Chengquan lying on the ground with a sinister smile, who hadn't recovered from his pain:

"Duan Chengquan, logically speaking, the two of us are young. You should know me well. When did you get the mentality that you can prostitute me for free many times?"

"Also, since you mentioned the flower-picking thief, you should tell me the truth. What's going on? I don't want to save a heinous sinner back!"

Seeing that Gu Biao was really angry, Duan Chengquan shook his head vigorously, circulated spiritual energy to stimulate his senses to wake him up quickly, and then got up.

Knowing that he had indeed gone too far this time, Duan Chengquan sighed and said, "This matter has to start from the day I came to Yanzhou..."

……

After listening to Duan Chengquan's narration, Gu Biao touched his chin.

"That is to say, after you were expelled from the mountain gate, you sold everything, bought the cheapest ticket, and came to Yanzhou to go to a romance and mountains and seas?"

"Ah."

"It's still romantic with mountains and seas. I think you came here for the Huanshafang and Huanxiang Pavilion, which are famous throughout the dynasty!"

"Ahem, it's all the same."

"It turned out that I was penniless and couldn't even afford to eat. I almost starved to death on the street, so I learned from the painful experience and prepared to eat the soft rice of a rich woman?"

"Ah."

"Then it happened that one of the five great families in Yanzhou, Miss Zhang and Miss Liu were shopping. You planned to create a chance encounter, but the beauty didn't attract you, and Miss Liu mistakenly thought she was a flower picker instead?"

"alright."

Gu Biao glanced sideways at Duan Chengquan, pressed one hand on Duan Chengquan's shoulder, and the spiritual energy circulated, sealing his cultivation in an instant:
"You, Uncle Gu, don't know for the time being whether what you said is true or not, and I'm not going to get to the bottom of it."

Looking at Duan Chengquan's fawning face, Gu Biao continued:
"Now all I know is that you owe me thirty low-grade spirit stones, and not only have you not paid them back, but you are also planning to take me for a fool."

Hearing Gu Biao's words, Duan Chengquan immediately became anxious: "Isn't that the spirit stone that you supported, Senior Brother? When did I borrow it?"

Gu Biao sneered:

"I didn't say that you don't have to pay it back after giving it to you. Now your credit with me is zero, so you not only need to pay back the money, but if you talk too much, I'll send you to Miss Liu's."

Hearing Gu Biao's threat, Duan Chengquan immediately shrank his head and dared not speak.

"Do you still want to go to a gold-selling cave like Huanxiang Pavilion tonight? You really can't change your shit!"

Gu Biao took Duan Chengquan's clothes by the back collar, like a rabbit, and carried it back to the textile workshop.

"Starting from today, work in the weaving workshop for me, starting as an apprentice. When you pay me back the principal and interest of the thirty low-grade spirit stones, you can leave the weaving workshop!"

Hearing that there was still interest, Duan Chengquan wailed for a while: "Brother, why is there still interest? We are brothers, you can't do this!"

Gu Biao once again punched Duan Chengquan on the head.

This time I only used a little force, but it still made Duan Chengquan dizzy: "What? I charge interest, do you have any objections?"

Duan Chengquan immediately shrank his head and turned into a quail again.

After handing Duan Chengquan to Jin Jia, Gu Biao ordered:

"Let him start as an apprentice first, provide three meals and a dormitory, and not allow him to leave the textile workshop. When the income brought to us reaches three middle-grade spirit stones, he can choose whether to leave here!"

Jin Jia nodded, and took Duan Chengquan who was held by Gu Biao like a quail.

Gu Biao ignored Duan Chengquan who continued to wailing, saying why the thirty low-grade spirit stones had turned into three middle-grade spirit stones, turned his head and left the textile workshop.