Chapter 242: It’s been a while since I threw money at someone.
"Kenshin collapses!"
Zhang Wuji couldn't help but exclaim.
He knew very well what Kenshin's collapse meant to a swordsman.
A swordsman is different from ordinary warriors. A swordsman emphasizes the heart of a sword.
Different swordsmen have different swordsmanship.
Some emphasize moving forward courageously and having a clear sword mind.
When you encounter injustice, take up your sword.
For some people, they themselves are swords, and for others, everything is a sword.
Different paths have different swordsmanship.
The collapse of Jianxin is like a cultivator going astray. In serious cases, all cultivation will be wasted, and in minor cases, it will be a huge regression.
It is obvious that Jing Yu has not gone astray.
But even so, Zhang Wuji was shocked.
Jing Yu's swordsmanship collapsed five years ago and his strength regressed significantly, but even so, he was still no match for Jing Yu.
Originally, he was a little proud of himself for being able to run out of Jing Yu's falling snow range, but now he was not proud at all.
It is hard to say whether Jing Yu’s current strength is even 10% of what it was in his prime, yet he can still make me so embarrassed. If he recovers to his prime, there is no way I can escape.
"I haven't been to a brothel in these years, why am I hit again!"
Zhang Wuji was filled with resentment. He was a young genius and was once known as the number one genius of Shenyun Sect. But now he had fallen to this point and no one could beat him.
"Brother Jing, tell me the truth. In the competition two years ago, your strength was only a fraction of your peak. You swordsmen won't lie. You don't have to comfort me. I can bear it."
Zhang Wuji covered his chest and looked at Jing Yu seriously.
Jing Yu's expression was a little hesitant, and after a while he said, "About 10%."
Bang!
Zhang Wuji fell to the ground.
About 10%, he still thinks he is too strong.
"Brother Zhang, why should you care? The martial arts you follow is different from mine. I cultivate the sword heart. As long as I find my own way, I can make rapid progress. Brother Zhang, you follow a steady and cautious path. It will be much easier for you to break through to the Martial Saint realm in the future than it is for me."
Jing Yu's comfort did not make Zhang Wuji feel better at all. Listen, what is this?
Breakthrough Martial Saint.
He is still a long way from becoming a Martial Saint.
After the Jingzhe Realm, although the next realm is the Martial Saint, the gap between the Jingzhe Realm and the Martial Saint is greater than the previous three realms of martial arts combined.
In fact, in the journey of martial arts, only the realm below Jingzhe can be considered as entry, and only when you enter the Jingzhe realm can you be considered as a master.
Although the next realm in Jingzhe Realm is Martial Saint, warriors in Jingzhe Realm are also divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. Zhang Wuji is in the middle grade realm and has been in this realm for ten years.
"Brother Jing, you were already at the upper level in your prime."
"Top grade, great perfection!" Jing Yu answered truthfully.
Zhang Wuji was completely silent. After reaching the great perfection of the upper grade, the next step was to become a half-step Martial Saint. You should know that the Grand Elder of the Divine Grade Sect was also a half-step Martial Saint. However, the Grand Elder of the Divine Grade Sect had already stepped into the Half-Step Martial Saint realm fifty years ago, and had been in seclusion all these years, striving to reach the Martial Saint realm.
If the swordsman's swordsman's heart is repaired, according to the swordsman's training model, he will directly step into the realm of half-step martial saint.
There is really no comparison between people.
Lin Ye looked at Zhang Wuji's expression. Although he was not very clear about some of the realm divisions and swordsmanship of warriors, Zhang Wuji's expression told him that Jing Yu was very powerful.
Just hug your thighs.
"I do have a way to solve your problem, Brother Jing." Lin Ye said.
"What is the solution?"
Jing Yu was somewhat expectant. From the fact that Lin Ye had been able to see why he did not use the Falling Snow Sword, he knew that although this Brother Lin was young, he was an extremely intelligent person.
"It's simple. Compensate the people."
Lin Ye's method made Jing Yu smile bitterly. "Brother Lin, I have thought of this method before, but I can't do it. After my sword heart collapsed, the falling snow can still cover the area within a radius of ten miles. If it recovers to its heyday, there will be falling snow within a radius of a hundred miles."
It's within a hundred miles. If it's in the city, it will affect people's lives. If it's outside the city, many fertile fields and crops will be destroyed. If compensation is required, it will be a horrifying amount.
If you go deep into the mountains, the animals will suffer.
This was also the reason why he no longer used the Falling Snow Sword. Every time he raised the sword, the desperate expressions of the people appeared in his mind, and his swordsmanship was damaged.
A hundred miles in radius.
Lin Ye estimated that if all the crops were planted, based on the price of grain, the compensation would be around five thousand taels.
The net profit of his business was almost more than two thousand taels every day.
It is impossible for Jing Yu to practice every day. Even if he practices every day, the worst that can happen is that he will give up all the fields within this hundred miles and not plant anything for a year. With a double premium, I think the people who farm will be very happy.
Therefore, when Lin Ye proposed to compensate the people, Zhang Wuji and Jing Yu looked at Lin Ye with shock.
The compensation is tens of thousands of taels, and it may not be enough.
Lin Ye spoke as easily as river water, which was why the two were shocked.
As an elder of Shen Yun Sect, Zhang Wuji only received a thousand taels of silver from the sect every year. Although Shen Yun Sect earned tens of thousands of silver every year with the help of outer disciples, there were hundreds of disciples in Shen Yun Sect and the expenses were high. The average disciple only received a hundred taels of silver a year.
Jingyu became even poorer.
As a solitary swordsman, he devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship and ignored worldly affairs. He rarely had more than a hundred taels of money on him. The reason why he became a guest elder of Shenyun Sect, in addition to having to make a trip to the divine gate, was also partly because of the three hundred taels of tribute that Shenyun Sect gave to each guest elder.
"This is Brother Lin's money, how can I take it?"
Lin Ye saw Jing Yu's previous hesitation and was happy. The last thing I lack is money. As long as I can make you owe me a favor, everything is negotiable.
"Brother Jing, if you feel unworthy of this, then you can become the worshiper of my company. My company's business is getting bigger and bigger, and I'm afraid that some people will spy on it. Brother Jing, become the worshiper and protect the operation of the company. To be honest, I still make money. After all, the company can bring me hundreds of thousands of taels of income a year."
Lin Ye did not suggest showing off his financial resources, and in order to prove that he was not bragging, he said to Zhang Wuji: "Brother Zhang, do you know why the dishes in my family are so delicious? It's because my family's dishes use magic powder. Every dish uses it. One tael of magic powder in the market costs fifty taels. I eat hundreds of taels every day."
Fairy powder is the chicken essence that Lin Ye asked the seasoning shop to develop, but in the other world, Lin Ye named it fairy powder, meaning that this is a seasoning that only fairies can afford.
In the market, Lin Ye indeed priced the chicken essence at fifty taels of silver for one tael of magic powder, and only a few wealthy families could afford it.
“Fuck, you…you…you are so extravagant.”
Zhang Wuji looked at Lin Ye. He couldn’t imagine that those ordinary dishes could be so expensive. But when he thought about how such ordinary dishes could be cooked so deliciously, this was the only explanation.
“Is this what you call low-key luxury?”
Zhang Wuji thought about how Lin Ye often talked about being low-key in recent years.
"Brother Jing, with Brother Zhang as a witness, you should believe in my financial resources, right?"
Jing Yu looked at Lin Ye's expectant eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally nodded and said, "Then I will shamelessly take advantage of Brother Lin."
