Demon Lord became my apprentice

Compared with Cong Yi who grows freely and grows slowly, fairy grass is probably the most delicate object in the world, and it may not survive after several years of careful care.Fortunately, rarity is the most precious thing, and selling just one celestial herb is enough for Cong to eat meat for many days in a row.

As for Cong Rong's promise to Master Zhang to help him sell the celestial grass, it was a very wise move.Mr. Zhang is not only a high-ranking official, but also a good businessman, who is well versed in hunger marketing.Before the fairy grass was mature, Mr. Zhang spared no effort to launch a strong publicity in the social circle of dignitaries and dignitaries. With the reputation of the Zhang family in the human race, he spread it from ten to ten, and all kinds of gossip about the fairy grass spread quickly. It spread among famous families.

Immortal grass is so precious, there is a price but there is no market, and upon hearing some rumors, relatives and friends immediately lined up to ask for fairy grass. The threshold of the Zhang family was almost broken by the enthusiastic gold and silver treasures.However, in the past few years, Mr. Zhang is like squeezing toothpaste. He is only willing to cut off a very small amount of fairy grass at a time. Often, the fairy grass is snatched up before it is hot in Mr. Zhang's hands.

This feeling is like hanging a carrot that can't be seen or eaten in front of everyone's eyes. The group of high-ranking officials and nobles are so anxious that they almost live in Zhang's house, urging the fairy grass for twelve hours a day.

The popularity of grass jelly is unprecedented, and the price has also risen all the way, even to the point of competing with each other through bidding.

In addition to the root of Zhang Jiakang's illness, washing the lingcao and strengthening the root and cultivating the source of the ganoderma lucidum rejuvenated the old man. Master Zhang is very grateful to Cong Rong.Therefore, Mr. Zhang was very kind in the matter of selling the fairy grass, and he only took [-]% of the hard work fee from it, and handed over the rest to Cong Rong.

Cong Rong has never had any idea about money, until he saw the same fairy grass sold at Ji Ling's Tianbao Pavilion for almost ten times the price that Master Zhang paid him, Cong Rong came to his senses, Ji Ling It is not modesty to say that I am a profiteer.

On this day, Mr. Zhang came to fetch the celestial grass as usual, and Zhang Jiakang also followed.When leaving, Master Cong Yiyi sent them to the door.

"Master Zhang." When Master Zhang was about to step into the carriage, Cong Yi suddenly stopped him.

Master Zhang stopped and turned around, "Little Master, do you have something to explain?"

Cong strode up to him, and said lightly, "There is something I want to tell you."

Master Zhang said respectfully: "Little Master, please tell me."

Cong Yi looked at the grass jelly in his hand, and said straight to the point: "The price is at the same level as last time, there is no need to raise it any further."

"Huh?" Master Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and then asked in an extremely puzzled manner: "Why did you say that, little master? These fairy grasses have already been booked out a long time ago, and the price has been agreed in advance, which is much higher than last time." Little. Why doesn't my little master want the money I got?"

Cong Yi was unmoved: "The part that exceeds the previous price will be waived for them directly. In the future, no price increase will be allowed without my permission."

"This, this..." Mr. Zhang was very puzzled, and almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

Zhang Jiakang couldn't stand it anymore, and said bluntly: "Father, there is nothing to tangle with, you just listen to my master. My master must have his reasons for doing this."

What's the point?Anyway, Mr. Zhang couldn't figure it out.

Cong Yidao: "This matter, you just do it. I have other arrangements."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhang didn't want to say anything more, so he answered slowly.

Spring goes to autumn, cold comes to summer, Cong Yi soon grows up to be ten years old.On this day, after Cong finished eating a bowl of Changshou noodles that Master thought of, he helped Master clean up the bowls and chopsticks.

Cong Rong put the washed dishes and chopsticks next to the stove, and Cong Yi wiped off the water with a dry cloth towel.After cleaning all the bowls and chopsticks, Cong opened the mahogany cabinet beside him and put the bowls and chopsticks on the top floor.

The mahogany cabinet is very high, and Cong Rong habitually puts the bowls and chopsticks on the top layer to prevent moisture and insects.In the past, when Cong Yi was young, he could not always reach the edge by stepping on a stool, but now, he can easily pick and place bowls and chopsticks.

Cong Rong couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "In the blink of an eye, my little apprentice has grown so tall."

Hearing this, Cong Yi suddenly thought of something, and after quickly putting away the bowls and chopsticks, he turned to look at Cong Rong who was washing the pot, and said excitedly, "Master, turn around first."

Cong Rong didn't know what he meant, but immediately put down what he was doing, and turned around as he said.

Cong Rong is seven feet eight inches long, with a handsome figure. The bright March spring light shines on him through the window, making people think of the breeze under the pine, and the sun high above the clouds.

Master is the most good-looking person Cong Yi has seen in all these years.Cong Yi is always inadvertently attracted by Master's most unusual gestures.

Seeing that Cong Yi had no more text, Cong Rong reminded in a warm voice: "Turn around."

Tsk, Master is so gentle.

Cong Yi murmured something silently in his heart, then raised his foot and moved in front of the master, almost face to face with the master.Then, Cong Yi raised his hand to the top of his head, gestured a few times, and said seriously: "Chin, my current height is at the level of Master's chin. In a few years, I will surpass Master."

In the past, Cong used him as a ruler from time to time to measure his height, knees, waist, hips, heart, shoulders...

Every time Cong Yi stood in front of him, gesturing close to him, Cong Rong felt a sense of pride in his heart. My cub looks really good.

Unlike so many times before, where the height was measured through the clothes, this time, Cong Yi's forehead was almost attached to his chin, and Cong Rong could even feel the moist and dry skin on his forehead.

The three thousand black hair on top of Cong Yi's head followed his slight movement of shaking his body, and lightly brushed against Cong Rong's smooth and delicate chin, like a feather brushing, itching, Cong Rong hadn't had time to give birth to the pride and joy of successfully raising a cub. Feeling proud, I was disturbed by this numb feeling and my heart skipped a few beats.

Cong Yi seemed to be unaware of Master's itching and unbearable situation, he lowered his head and raised his eyes back and forth, making gestures again and again.

Cong Rong finally couldn't bear it anymore, put his arms around his shoulders, and moved him away from her body, "The measurement is over, Master will continue to wash the pot."

After all, without waiting for Cong to respond, Cong Rong turned around and went to clean up the pot, his movements were so fast that he seemed to run away.

Seeing Master's seemingly calm profile, Cong Yi raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "Master, today is my birthday, Master, can Master give me a present?"

Cong Rong is not short of money now, and he readily agreed, "What do you want?"

Cong Yidao: "I heard that there are many rare and unheard of good things in Tianbao Pavilion, can master take me there to pick gifts?"

Tianbao Pavilion?

Tianbao Pavilion is Ji Ling's shop, since Cong Rong has no shortage of money, he hasn't been there for a long time.

The Gui Street where Tianbao Pavilion is located is somewhat famous among the immortals and demons. Their customers are mainly casual practitioners, small families of immortals and demons pretending to be casual cultivators. Not many people in the human race know about Tianbao Pavilion.

Cong Rong didn't know where Cong Yi heard about Tianbao Pavilion.

Seeing Cong Rong's hesitation, Cong Yi asked solemnly: "Master, don't you know Tianbao Pavilion? I heard from Master Zhang that Gui Street is quite famous."

Cong induced it one by one, and Cong Rong figured it out.Master Zhang has been selling fairy grass for them for several years. During this period, he must have learned about the fairy clan carefully, so it is not surprising that he knows Guijie Street and Tianbao Pavilion.

Thinking of this, Cong Rong thought for a while, and said: "I know, I know, but I haven't been there for a long time."

Cong Yi said briskly: "Since that's the case, let's go now."

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