Lingyu First Bank

Wang Yuan sat behind a simple counter, his head was a little dazed, and he couldn't tell who he was for a while.I had been working overtime in the bank for several days in a row, exhausted, watching the numbers on the computer screen in front of me suddenly change to colorful, and before I could think about anything, the scene had already changed when I opened my eyes again.But another memory flooded out of his head like a tide.

In another world, Wang Yuan should have died from overwork.But in this new world, the original owner of his new body doesn't even have a name. Everyone calls him a douchebag. As for why he is called a douchebag?Is there a brother named Big Dan?Not in memory.

The world Erdan lives in is called Lingyu. He lives in a small town on the [-]th line in Lingyu. There are monks in this small town, but most of them are ordinary people. In Lingyu, mortals and monks live together. It's nothing more than a normal thing, of course, the status of the two is very different.

Erdan lived with his father since he was a child, his mother passed away when he was very young, and he and his father relied on a small ancestral store in Xiuhuifang for their survival.Xiuhuifang is a place where monks buy and sell things. There are many small shops like Xiuzhen grocery stores. Most of these small shops are run by ordinary people. Monks will not waste time in such a time-consuming and extremely low-profit place. business.

Because this kind of shop is full of things with extremely low value, the profitability is worrying. Fortunately, monks don't value gold and silver, so many shopkeepers use spirit stones to collect things, as long as the other party adds some gold and silver to the original price. If they are sold, as long as there are not many spirit stones in circulation, the gold and silver earned are enough for ordinary people to live.

The father and son barely survived, but their father died of illness not long ago, because even the spirit stones used as capital for the treatment were spent.And Er Dan is only 15 years old, he has not been able to fully grasp the tricks of doing business, and his personality is relatively introverted. In addition, without the spirit stone as the capital, he cannot receive new materials, which makes him unable to make a business during this period of time. business.

Seeing that eating has become a problem, the helpless douchebag has already planned to transfer the shop and move to the countryside.At this moment, Wang Yuan's soul transmigrated to Erdan.

It took a whole morning for Wang Yuan to digest all the information, and now he is looking at the sparse shelves in the small shop.We admit to time-traveling, but time-traveling to such a shabby identity is a bit too much, you have to be in the sect anyway, even a monk with a poor foundation, you can't time-travel into a mortal.

Complaining is useless, what lies ahead is the issue of survival, no matter what, let's see if there is anything on the shelf that can be sold for money, Wang Yuan feels that this new body probably hasn't eaten for two days.

Two bone claws of unknown spirit beasts, just looking at the withered condition, one can tell that the possibility of trading has been basically lost. A small shield with a big hole in the middle, and a thick layer of ash falling on it shows its value.Wang Yuan shook his head, and continued to walk while stroking his stomach that had been suffering all the time. There were a few thread-bound books in an obvious place on the cabinet shelf, and it seemed that they were often flipped through.From Er Dan’s memory, Wang Yuan knows that monks generally don’t like to read physical books, which takes a lot of effort. They usually use jade slips to study, but because the jade slips have a limit on the number of times they can be read, the value is relatively high However, some down-and-out monks will also buy books to learn exercises, but it is very difficult to meet them.

Wang Yuan picked up a book with the words "Little Hunyuan Gong" on the book cover. Because Erdan wanted to inherit the business, he was taught to read by his father since he was a child, and he can still recognize ordinary characters.

Just as Wang Yuan was about to flip through it, a voice rang in his head: "I discovered the low-grade exercises of the Huang rank, do I need to learn it?"

Wang Yuan was startled, and looked around, but there was no one there.Suddenly reacting, I was ecstatic in my heart, the system, let me just say, it is impossible not to provide it well after time travel.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Wang Yuan calmly replied in his mind: "Learning."

……

After a while, "It takes 5 spiritual points to learn the low-grade Huang-rank exercises, and the host's spiritual points are zero, so I can't learn them."

What?Can't study?Then what are you asking me for?
Suppressing his anger, Wang Yuan asked in his consciousness, "How to get spiritual points?"

system……

Wang Yuan asked again, but there was still no response, as if what happened just now didn't happen at all.Wang Yuan was a little dazed, wondering if he was hallucinating.

Asking again and getting no response, Wang Yuan had to give up. He was not in the mood to read anymore. He put down the book angrily and walked around the shelves, but found nothing of value.

The hunger in his stomach became stronger and stronger, and Wang Yuan sat down against the wall, wanting to cry without tears.After a long time, I remembered what the manager said every morning at the bank to cheer me up, and I gritted my teeth suddenly, I must cheer up, no matter how difficult life is, can it be difficult to pull deposits?Wang Yuan supported the ground with his right hand, trying to get up from the ground, when his fingers touched a hard object, like a rock.Wang Yuan didn't take it seriously and was about to stand up.Suddenly there was another voice in my head: "I found 0.1 spiritual point, do you want to charge it?"

What?
Subconsciously, Wang Yuan picked up the stone he touched just now, wiped off the dirt on it, and with Erdan's memory, he immediately recognized that it was half a low-grade spirit stone, which fell here at some point.

It turns out that the spirit point is the spirit stone. Wang Yuan was happy before worrying. Although he knew the source of the spirit point, he didn't have a spirit stone?Five spirit points are required to learn a book of low-level yellow-rank kung fu, which is the lowest-level kung fu in the spirit world.

Wang Yuan didn't allow the system to charge the 0.1 spirit point, he felt that if he was about to absorb it, half of the spirit stone would be gone, and now half of the spirit stone could at least fill his stomach.

Wang Yuan stood up with mixed feelings of worry and joy, and went out without even closing the door. There was nothing valuable in the store, and even if a mouse came, he could only leave with tears in his eyes.

After walking not far, I entered a small restaurant that I often go to. It was not a place to eat, and there was no one in the restaurant.The fat boss was cutting meat in front of the chopping board, looked up and saw Wang Yuan coming in, and said with a smile: "Dumb, I haven't come these two days, so I don't have money to eat, I told you a long time ago, your broken shop has nothing but bricks , What are you still doing? Come to work for your fat uncle, and you must eat."

Wang Yuan shook his head and said, "It is impossible to work part-time, and it is impossible to work part-time in this life."

The fat boss was stunned for a moment. In his eyes, a bastard would at best say "um" or "no".

"Hey." The fat boss sneered, "I never owe anything on credit."

Without saying a word, Wang Yuan took out the half of the spirit stone and handed it to the fat boss.

The fat boss didn't expect it, so he took a look and found that it was indeed half a low-grade spirit stone. Although the value of a damaged spirit stone is not comparable to that of a complete spirit stone, a meal is still worth it.

After chopping the knife on the chopping board, the fat boss said softly, "What do you want to eat? Too good is not enough."

"A bowl of mutton soup, five sesame seed cakes." Wang Yuan didn't talk nonsense.

The fat boss nodded and turned to go.