The system won’t let me provide for my retirement? Then I will go crazy in the small world

"I have eight hundred pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones." Ye Lanxiu didn't expect Qiao Su to ask this, but the words had already blurted out.

"You are so rich." Qiao Sushang did not expect that in this resource-poor continent, the income of a disciple of the sect would be so high.

"Money? What is this? Is it also a spiritual stone? Is it a common name in your hometown?"

Qiao Sushang forgot that there is no such concept of money here. Whether it is a mortal or a cultivator, the unified currency has always been a spiritual stone.

"Absolutely. It's a kind of description of being rich." This kid is very smart and can draw inferences from one instance to another.

No wonder he can become an elite disciple of the sect. He has good foundation and talent. The key is that he still has brains.

"Then when can my spiritual root be treated?"

"When do you want it?"

"." Of course, the sooner the better: "I want to do it as soon as possible. After all, my cultivation has been stagnant for three years." Ye Lanxiu sighed.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem. Come back tomorrow."

Ye Lanxiu: "."

Who is this?

What's not a big problem?

This is the dignity and destiny of a cultivator!

How could anyone be so confident?

Spiritual root repair is the most complex and difficult medical skill in the world.

Ye Lanxiu had a complicated look on her face and slowly pursed her lips. She still felt a little hopeless, but thinking that a dead horse could become a living horse doctor, maybe she could be as successful as Aunt Sun?

"Take this back and read it." Qiao Suchhang took out a book and handed it to Ye Lanxiu.

Ye Lanxiu took this book with a strange font and printed on it: Mental Health Counseling Manual.

A wise doctor is good at treating the heart disease first.

Although good physical fitness is the foundation, a healthy and good mentality is the key to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

The truth is that Qiao Suchhang felt that the renewal cycle of Lingshui was a bit long, so he asked Ye Lanxiu to adjust his mentality first.

Tin Fu House

"Trash, a little girl can't handle it. Wang Jian, what are your abilities?"

Gong Shengda picked up the teacup and threw it at Wang Jian. The teacup hit Wang Jian's forehead, causing it to become red and swollen instantly. The tea flowed down his face and wet the clothes in front of him.

But Wang Jian smiled without wiping the tea off his face, and slapped himself twice with his backhand.

"You are saying that I am incompetent and useless."

Wang Jian understood Gong Shengda's character and sent the others out of the room early to avoid being seen at such an embarrassing moment.

"Young man is a waste, but I just beg the shopkeeper to give me another chance. I promise to turn that corner tavern into our property within three days."

Wang Jian turned around and made a new cup of tea for Gong Shengda, bending down and raising his hands above his head.

"Us?" Gong Shengda snorted coldly and narrowed his narrow eyes.

"No, no, no, my mouth should be hit or hit. It is your property." Wang Jian broke out in a cold sweat and quickly slapped his own mouth, waiting for Gong Shengda's anger to subside.

Gong Shengda watched the fear in Wang Jian's eyes with enjoyment.

This is how raising a dog is, with rewards and punishments at the same time.

On weekdays, you can indulge them with the power of others, but you can't let them feel that they are the master and covet the master's things.

Gong Shengda said nothing, and Wang Jian did not dare to stop slapping him in the face.

It wasn't until his face was swollen and blood started to flow from the corners of his mouth that Gong Shengda slowly said, "Okay, what did I say?" He stretched out his hand, and Wang Jian quickly offered the tea. When Gong Shengda took it, Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Give you another chance. If you can't do it, I'll replace him." Gong Shengda glanced at Wang Jian who didn't dare to look up with disgust.

Wang Jian's heart tightened. There were many people like him around Gong Shengda.

They were suspicious of each other, exploited each other, and competed with each other. Wang Jian himself betrayed and killed his master before he took the position of second shopkeeper of Tianfu Tower.

Gong Shengda is good at using the people below to compete with each other to achieve the purpose of checks and balances. He never regards them as human beings, but only sees who is cruel and black-hearted.

Although Wang Jian had no cultivation, he shamelessly looked for opportunities to show off, and with his words and tricks, Gong Shengda saw him.

In the eyes of people like Gong Shengda, Wang Jian has some skills but no backing or cultivation, so he is the most suitable to keep as a tool by his side, so that he can use it with peace of mind.

Tavern

After Qiao Sushang returned to the tavern, he began to fiddle with the milk in the barrel.

Although this milk is not as fragrant and sweet as milk from other places, it smells like grass and has a fresh and unique flavor.

Qiao Sushang poured all the milk into the milk pot, boiled it over high heat to sterilize it to eliminate microorganisms that were not conducive to human digestion, and then poured it aside to cool for later use.

After cooling, Qiao Sushang uses modern instruments and methods to make the milk aroma more intense, without any bitter taste, and tastes better than ordinary milk.

The next step is to use the points to redeem a bag of tapioca flour, a bag of corn flour and a bag of brown sugar to make brown sugar pearls.

Unfortunately, there are no grinding tools in the storage space. The points of the puppet and machine that can replace her rubbing brown sugar pearls are too high and cannot be redeemed.

It was impossible for her to rub the brown sugar pearls one by one.

She remembered that she had seen someone refining honey pills in the pharmacy before, and there was a mold for rolling honey pills, and the size of the honey pills produced was about the same as the size of brown sugar pearls.

First, roll the unformed honey balls into long strips, put them horizontally into the many molds, then cover the other half of the mold, put your hand on it and push the mold back and forth until round balls of the same size are formed.

Fortunately, I was interested in buying it, but it has been sitting in a corner of the storage space unused.

Qiao Sushang redeemed it with just a few points, which was surprisingly easy to use.

When the first pot of brown sugar balls is cooked, take them out and put them into ice water, then pour some into the cooked tea soup and milk, pour on the syrup, and the brown sugar pearl milk tea is ready.

But this amount of milk could only make a few cups, and Qiao Sushang planned to keep it for himself and others.

There were still a few hours before the store opened, so Qiao Sushang was tinkering with the recipe while drinking milk tea, waiting for the Zeng brothers to deliver it to their door.

The leisurely life is so comfortable.

If it weren't for this bullshit system, her retirement life wouldn't have been postponed indefinitely.

"Is the boss lady here? We're here to deliver the goods!" After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the store door and the Zeng brothers arrived.

"You guys are here? Hey, today's results are pretty good. I thought you wouldn't be able to do so well because of the high tide."

Qiao Sushang looked at Zeng Sanjiang holding a redwood fish in each hand and a few more hanging on his waist.

"Madam boss, the methods and baits you taught are so useful. Those fish only recognize your baits. Do you have any more? You've used them all today?" Zeng Boqing opened the bag where the baits were stored. It was indeed empty.

"There are still some, but not much. You can take them back and use them first. There should be enough for tomorrow."

In fact, Qiao Sushang still had a lot of bait on hand, but he only gave them some bait.

We still need to remember the principle that a snake swallows an elephant when the human heart is weak.

To look at a person's character, you still have to look at it over a long period of time. Time is the best proof.

"Mrs. Boss, have you thought about it? I heard that Wang Jian brought someone to make trouble yesterday. This matter will be very difficult." Zeng Boqing asked unwillingly.

Even Tianfu Tower has seen it, which proves that this tavern is already very conspicuous, and it may be difficult to cooperate in the future.