Chapter 13

The silent atmosphere lasted for a while, and whispers sounded.

"Six taels and five qian!"

"Is it really six taels and five qian?"

"Strange, that's making a fortune. Both are treasure fish, why is A-Shui's so expensive? So good?"

Obviously, everyone was shocked by Hu the martial artist's opening price.

Li Libo on the side calculated with his fingers and was startled.

Chen Jiechang's red blood perch weighed two jin, seven liang, and six qian, and only earned three taels of silver, totaling one jin, one liang, and one qian.

But Liang Qu's horn-pomfret weighed three jin, two liang, and one qian, and actually had six taels and five qian! Totaling one jin and two liang, almost twice that of the red blood perch!

Wait, why did I say the red blood perch "only" earned three taels.

Li Libo fell into silence.

At the same time, Liang Qu also fell into great joy.

He thought that a treasure fish would only significantly shorten the time for him to enter the martial arts school, but he never expected that it would directly fill the progress bar!

Counting the two taels and eight qian of silver saved over these days, Liang Qu's total assets had exceeded nine taels and three qian!

Not only did it reach the minimum requirement of seven taels to enter the martial arts school, but even the taxes after autumn were settled.

As for the idea of not wanting to sell, there was none at all.

The martial artist could give a clearly different price, which shows that he didn't rely on the ignorance of the rural fishermen and didn't know the horn-pomfret and opened a random price. Otherwise, he could have opened a price similar to the red blood perch.

Furthermore, a few taels of silver is really not much for a martial artist. Like Chen Jiechang, one hundred wen a day, three taels a month, but the living expenses are high, so it seems not rich.

Even if he was suppressed, there was no way. There is no reason not to be suppressed if he went to Pingyang Town. Fishermen are not stupid, and martial artists are not stupid. Selling directly can save running more than ten miles.

"Sell, of course sell, but I have a question I want to ask Master Hu."

Liang Qu calmed down and made a small request.

Hu the martial artist was concise: "Ask."

"Why is the price of the horn-pomfret twice that of the red blood perch when both are treasure fish?"

The fishermen on the side all pricked up their ears, and they were also very curious.

The world of martial artists is mysterious and yearning after all. Being able to secretly know something others don't know is undoubtedly secretly refreshing.

Hearing Liang Qu's question, Hu the martial artist didn't lose patience and explained: "The horns of the horn-pomfret can be used as medicine, made into secret pills, which have the effect of refining essence and qi, and can help break the blood barrier. I am at this barrier now, and it is of great use to me."

So that's it!

Liang Qu thought of the pair of small horns he had reserved earlier and rejoiced that he hadn't thrown them away.

Hu the martial artist was quite sincere.

Everything that followed went very smoothly. Liang Qu offered the fresh horn-pomfret, and Hu the martial artist threw a bag of silver money and left without even wanting the cloth bag.

Before leaving, he shouted: "Whoever can catch the same strange treasure fish in the future, come and tell me, I won't let you suffer."

The fishermen on the port cheered in unison.

Skin, flesh, bone, blood, four barriers. According to the information revealed earlier, Hu the martial artist has reached the level of the fourth barrier. Once he steps over, "martial artist" is no longer a respectful title for everyone, but a solid ability. Several treasure fish are indeed crucial.

Liang Qu thought secretly.

After Hu the martial artist left, the fishermen on the port no longer cared about the volume and congratulated Liang Qu on his good luck one after another. Some even wanted to come forward and touch it, trying to get some mysterious things.

In the past half month, Liang Qu caught a yellow fish, a tiger-head spot, and now he caught a treasure fish, which is simply a walking lucky star.

Surrounded by the crowd, Liang Qu grabbed the money bag tightly, but didn't refuse.

Fishing is more uncertain than farming and harvesting grain, so fishermen often believe in some mysterious forces more than farmers. There are also many sacrificial activities in Yixing City, but because of the developed productivity, they are all led by big families and use livestock.

Of course, there are martial practitioners in this world who are by no means ordinary people. Liang Qu is not sure whether there are those indescribable things.

For a time, the limelight of two people catching treasure fish on Shangrao Port was almost all snatched by Liang Qu alone.

Chen Jiechang stood outside the crowd, touched the heavy money bag, felt unwilling, but had no choice, and could only leave alone.

After the excitement passed and the fishermen dispersed, Li Libo screamed: "Mother, six taels, my ancestors haven't saved so much money."

"Less nonsense, I don't know who is going to apprentice to the martial arts school soon." Liang Qu stuffed the money bag, returned to the boat, secretly collected the two fish horns as long as finger bones on the boat, and at the same time grabbed Li Libo's fishing net and returned it to him, "Your family's fishing net helped me a lot."

"Hey, shouldn't you treat me to a meal?"

"I already had this plan."

Having made a windfall and about to enter the martial arts school, Liang Qu looked high-spirited and naturally wanted to treat guests.

The two went directly to the foot shop and ordered a chicken, a plate of mutton and a plate of pork, and a pot of hot wine, spending a hundred wen, and had a beautiful meal with Li Libo.

Liang Qu didn't drink alcohol and wasn't used to drinking, but Li Libo could drink. Fishermen often go into the water, so there is no one who doesn't drink. Plus he was happy today, so he ordered a pot for him. For a time, the host and guest were happy.

After eating and drinking, Li Libo's face was red, looking left and right, and whispered: "When are you going to the martial arts school?"

Liang Qu smiled: "How do you know I'm going to the martial arts school?"

The original body was lonely, and there was no one on the port who had a very good relationship, but Liang Qu was different. He was generous, and plus he had treated Li Libo to two meals, so the relationship between the two was much closer than at the beginning.

"Nonsense, you asked me so carefully last time, even a fool can see your thoughts. But it's normal, who hasn't thought about practicing martial arts and becoming a martial artist? That is a person above a person, unlike us mud-legged people, full of fishy smell. That smell, soap can't wash it off at all, it's pickled."

Li Libo's tone was full of envy. Once he becomes a martial artist, registers, and has subsidies from the imperial court, he will get rid of the humble status and no longer have to go out on a boat to fish all day, and he will not be full of fishy smell.

The Great Shun dynasty has only been founded for sixty years, and in recent years, the weather has been smooth. It is not that they are starving, but they live very tiredly running for that little food. No one wants to live such a life for a lifetime.

All the teenagers under twenty in Yixing City have fantasized about their strange root bones, being appreciated by experts, and becoming a generation of masters.

It's a pity that most people can't pass the high threshold of seven taels of silver. Even if they can afford it, poor literature and rich martial arts, there will be no great way out after all.

Originally, Li Libo only thought that Liang Qu was also a teenager with dreams, but he didn't expect a treasure fish today to make him look at him with admiration.

Six taels and five qian, almost enough for the threshold.

This kid, isn't he going to enter the martial arts school with me?

It's just that it's too coincidental. Not long after asking, he made a windfall that could enter the martial arts school. And the fight with Zhang the Scabby, speaking of which, I haven't seen him for more than half a month, it's strange.

Li Libo felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong. He just felt that in the whole Yixing City, there was no one like Liang Qu.

"That's right, my father left some savings earlier, and it's enough." Liang Qu felt that he didn't need to deny it.

Li Libo looked like this was the case, hugged Liang Qu's neck and laughed: "That's good, I was worried that I would be bullied when I went to the martial arts school. Just right, let's be fellow apprentices!"

"Hmm."