Chapter 3905: Abacus for toddlers

"Have you eaten for a year?" The toddler was shocked.

If Wang Han's description is not exaggerated, how does a five or six-year-old

child endure the pain of gnawing by thousands of ants?

Not an hour, not a day, not a month, but a whole year!

Shui Yijun still has a soft voice: "Actually, the memory of that year has

become very vague to me."

"It's really not easy to remember things from childhood."

"No, I can remember things about three or four years old very clearly. Only

that year, I have no memory of what happened." Shui Yijun said, "If it weren't

mentioned by my mother, I wouldn't even remember I know, I have eaten so many

Yijing pills before."

The child took a breath: "You are too painful, right."

"I don't know." Shui Yijun smiled, "However, once again seeing Yi Jing Dan, I

can still feel the fear."

He put down the pill and said seriously: "Youyou, don't take this."

"why?"

"It feels really bad."

"But it's useful for cultivation."

"With your talent, where do you need the blessing of these foreign objects?"

Shui Yijun shook his head, "That was made by my mother for waste like me, not

for your genius. You don't need to suffer from these hardships at all. "

When the child heard this, his brows frowned: "Shui Yijun, don't be influenced

by your mother. There are tens of thousands of people in this world. Are

people who don't know how to practice martial arts are all rubbish? I was the

first to disagree. No matter how good martial arts is, if you don’t have the

wisdom and ability, you’re just a martial artist!"

"Yes, I know. Don't be angry." Shui Yijun was busy calming her emotions

gently, "I know the outside world. It's just that, after all, this is

Piaoyunzhuang, a place respected by martial arts. In the eyes of her mother,

As her son, I was born to be unable to practice martial arts, which is

undoubtedly a shame for her. She thinks I am a trash, and it is reasonable.

"These are all ** words. You refuse to leave, you have to stay here and be

controlled by your mother."

The toddler sighed.

I hate iron but not steel.

Shui Yijun cared about her wholeheartedly and didn't want her to eat this

Yijing Pill.

The child said: "No matter what, I'll give it a try. I can't give up this

Yijing Dan without even trying it."

Shui Yijun put down the gourd and said, "Speaking of which, this Yijing Pill

is also very valuable. It is rare for an ordinary disciple to have one pill a

year. Your mother will give you 30 pill once, which shows that your promotion

is a must."

The child asked: "Is this thing sold in the market?"

"It is rare. Most disciples have this thing, but they are not enough. It can

be said that there is a price but no market."

"How much can one sell for?"

"Two hundred taels of silver is always required."

"Really." The child looked at the gourd and calculated in his heart that one

two hundred taels or thirty pieces is six thousand taels of silver.

For her personal disciple who only had fifty taels of silver a month, it was

also a lot of money.

If you save, there will always be enough travel expenses to go home.

The toddler is doing a little abacus.

Shui Yijun is still worried about her: "When do you plan to eat? If you have

any discomfort, you must tell me."

The toddler smiled and said, "Don't worry, your mother has made such a big

battle to force me to practice, she won't let me die."

The next day, the toddler got up, took a Yijing Pill, and went to see the

water and beads.