"Okay, okay, you've heard deaf. I've already thought it was already the third day. All of them should have no goods in their hands, so they can only come to buy it here."

Lu Xin was of course excited, but the current situation was something he had expected before he decided to act, and there was not much surprise. Seeing Cao An approaching with several strings of copper coins in his hand, Lu Xin took all the money directly and gave it to the mute Wu.

"Two fifty dream soul ointments, that is, one thousand two hundred and fifty cents. Uncle Wu, all the money you borrowed from you is here. The rest is calculated as interest."

After hearing Lu Xin's words, the mute Wu's eyes were obviously shocked. This is a very simple account. According to Lu Xin's algorithm, the price of his dream soul paste has been sold for five cents per piece. The original price was only two cents per piece, which is ten times the difference. Mute Wu felt a little incredible. Ding and the servants in the West Court only had fifty cents a month. Even if they only spent five cents to buy a dream soul paste, it was an extremely luxurious thing. You should know that in Yuezhou Prefecture, five cents are enough to buy half a dou of rice and a pound of pork.

"You set the price so high, aren't you afraid that no one will buy it?"

After Cao An left, the mute Wu immediately wrote and asked. He was a martial arts master, but he didn't understand business affairs.

"Uncle Wu, there is nothing strange about this. There is a saying that "Strange goods are worth a living. The Dream Soul Ointment, which costs five cents per piece, is of course a sky-high price for those who are not addicted. But for those who are addicted, it is a life-saving medicine. According to my plan, within half a month, two thousand Dream Soul Ointment can be sold out. At that time, we will have ten taels of silver."

"Ah, that's it. But this thing is not good for the body and is not accepted by the Xu Mansion. Be careful not to make any mistakes."

"Don't worry, Uncle Wu, I have no choice but to come up with this bad decision. After this period of time, I will not do this business. By the way, Uncle Wu, although you don't want to teach me martial arts, you can teach me how to read, right?"

After starting the business of Dream Soul Ointment, Lu Xin cleaned the toilet as usual. All transactions were left to Cao An. In addition, Lu Xin would learn to recognize words and calligraphy from the mute Wu every night. Other things were not important, but he really wanted to understand the contents of the "Fa Shan Di Burial Sutra". Originally, Lu Xin planned to find a teacher to learn after he had money. But now with the master Wu, the mute Wu, there is no need to be so troublesome. But Wu can't speak, and many words can only be explained through body movements and text to let Lu Xin understand the meaning and cannot teach pronunciation.

Despite this, Lu Xin still learned very quickly. In modern society, he has always been a cynical poor student, and even the teachers in the school looked down on him. But in the Tang Dynasty, he became a smart and studious person. All things in the world are bizarre. From this we can see that people will change. Whether they can grow depends only on whether you are willing to work hard.

A month later, Lu Xin could basically understand all the words in the "Fashandi Burial Sutra". The business of Menghun Ointment also entered the second stage. As early as ten days ago, Cao An sold out all the goods. In addition to the money returned to the mute Wu and the reward for selling the goods, he received a total of eight taels of silver, which is 8,000 cents. Then, he spent another two cents of money and bribed Liu Laizi, the butler of the West Courtyard, and Tong Si, the butler of the North Courtyard. Not only did he stop the West Courtyard, but the people who bought Menghun Ointment from leaving the house on June 15, the people who bought Menghun Ointment in the North Courtyard also set up an independent house for himself.

Twenty-eight taels of silver, 28,000 cents. In this era, it is enough to make a family of five feel comfortable for ten years. But Lu Xin was not satisfied. This little money was not enough to repay Xu Yuanwai's kindness. He had to find a way out from the "Fa Shan Di Burial Sutra".

"In the past two months, the people in the West and North Courts have spent a lot of money on Dream Soul Ointment, and it seems that they have to stop for the time being. If the dog is anxious, it is very likely that all my previous efforts will be wasted. Yes, I will go and tell Cao An tomorrow."

Late at night, Lu Xin, who returned to the room from the mute Wu Na, was lying on the bed and it was a little difficult to fall asleep. Although he was earning money, he was not at ease and always felt that something bad was about to happen. He had been unable to sleep and had to light the lamp again and prepare to take out the "Fashandi Burial Sutra" to comprehend. He could already understand all the words in the scriptures half a month ago, but the content he translated found that the "Fashandi Burial Sutra" was just a book related to Feng Shui tombs, and it was not a secret book of martial arts at all, and it was even more impossible to cultivate magic power.

Although the book introduces several methods of finding dragons and pointing acupoints and cutting off people's Feng Shui, these are not what Lu Xin wants. He doesn't want to make a living by dealing with dead people after leaving the Xu Mansion.

"No, this thing is a treasure that even such a powerful monk has to compete for. If you say it has nothing to do with Onmyoji, I won't believe it if I beat you to death."

Lu Xin has a stubborn temper and will not give up easily once he has decided on something. He muttered, and he wanted to take off his coat and take out the brocade. But at this moment, the closed door suddenly opened.

"call!"

A gust of wind swept into the room, and a dark shadow followed. The candle that had just been lit instantly went out, and Lu Xin didn't even have time to scream, but he saw a ray of cold light flying towards his throat. He was shocked and quickly rolled down from the bed. The shadow seemed to have not expected Lu Xin's reaction to be so fast. He snorted coldly, and then a flip directly pressed Lu Xin under him.

"Who are you and what are you doing?"

Lu Xin wanted to shout for help, but his mouth and nose were covered tightly by the person who came, and he couldn't make any sound. Moreover, the other party was extremely strong and could not even move his toes after being pressed.

"I'm sorry, brother!"

The visitor did not hesitate. Before he finished speaking, the dagger in his hand had already penetrated into Lu Xin's chest. He seemed particularly familiar with the position of the human heart, even in darkness, he was not biased. But when the dagger fell, the visitor was stunned. He suddenly found that his sword could not break the flesh of the person in front of him.

"Yeah? Golden silk soft armor? How is it possible!"

"Xiao Xin, are you asleep? I'm going to come in, hey, why is the door open?"

While the man in black was shocked, Cao An's voice came from outside the door. Seeing someone going into the room, the man in black immediately put away his dagger, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he slapped Lu Xin's chest heavily. Then, he tapped his toes, gently turned out the window, and disappeared into the dark night.
Chapter completed!