On the streets, Liu Jiang continued to gather the power of emotions.
Liu Jiang held a small and plain cauldron and asked the boss, "How much is this?"
The stall owner said, "10 taels of silver."
Liu Jiang said, "Five copper coins."
Resentment from Zhang Gensheng, +999, +…
He had put in a lot of effort to make this, but Liu Jiang only offered him the cost price. How could he accept this?
If not for the fact that Liu Jiang's clothes were made of good material and that he was obviously rich, he would not have bothered with him.
Zhang Gensheng pretended to be in disbelief and said, "Look carefully. This was dug out from a tomb hundreds of years ago. It's at least five taels of silver, which is 5,000 copper coins."
Liu Jiang said, "Five copper coins."
Resentment from Zhang Gensheng, +985, +…
Zhang Gensheng chuckled and said, "I can tell at a glance that you have good taste. How can you buy such a good thing for five copper coins? How about this? I'll take three taels of silver. It can't be lower."
Liu Jiang said, "Five copper coins."
Resentment from Zhang Gensheng, +888, +…
Zhang Gensheng took a deep breath. "Alright, alright. Just treat it as goodwill."
In any case, he had a lot of money on hand. After selling it for five copper coins, he could go to a restaurant.
Liu Jiang smiled shyly. "I'm not buying. I'm just practicing bargaining."
With that, he fanned himself with his new fan and left happily.
Resentment from Zhang Gensheng, +1420, +…
…
"Big Sister Bai, you seem to have become much younger. Give me two packets of your mung bean cake."
A woman in her thirties beamed. "You're really sweet-tongued, kid."
Joy from Bai Xiaohua, +999…
Liu Jiang took the mung bean cakes happily and flattered her with a smile. "Your mung bean cake is too delicious. It's at least 10,000 times better than the pastries at the Immortal Guest House."
Gratitude received from Bai Xiaohua, +999…
Liu Jiang placed 10 copper coins on the table.
Bai Xiaohua waved her hand. "This is too much. Two copper coins are enough."
Liu Jiang flattered her, "Your pastries are so delicious. Even 10 taels of gold is not expensive."
With that, he left happily.
Gratitude received from Bai Xiaohua, +1220, +…, joy +1220, +…
…
He walked along, gathering emotions as he went.
By evening, Liu Jiang had gathered more than 40,000 joy and over 50,000 resentment.
Energy fruits, 39.
20 epiphany fruits.
After turning a corner, Liu Jiang stopped in his tracks when he reached his house.
A fat middle-aged man and woman were standing at the door.
Liu Jiang was a little stunned because those two were the parents of the dead ghost Liu Jiang.
His father was Liu Qingzhong, and his mother was Guo Cuicui.
At this moment, the two of them saw Liu Jiang. The chubby middle-aged woman walked forward quickly, her face full of joy. She said, "Little Jiang."
As soon as she finished speaking, tears welled up in her eyes.
Joy from Guo Cuicui, +1420, +…
Joy from Liu Qingzhong, +1430, +…
"Mom." Liu Jiang opened his mouth and said with some difficulty, but he still called her mom.
Although his soul did not belong to the dead ghost Liu Jiang, his body belonged to him. The blood in his bones belonged to the Liu family, and he had memories from the dead ghost Liu Jiang.
In his previous life, his parents died early and he lacked love. He yearned to have family and parents.
In this life, he would treat the two of them as his parents.
Guo Cuicui wiped her tears. "You brat, you don't even know how to go home. It's been more than three years. You're really ruthless."
Liu Jiang did not say anything.
The dead ghost Liu Jiang from before actually missed home and wanted to go home.
However, after his parents spent so much money to send him to the Ethereal Immortal Sect, he was kicked out of the sect and came to the Inspection Bureau in a sorry state, but he was still just a lowly inspector.
He had pursued the girl he liked. He had wanted to bring a beautiful woman home to save face, but he could not fulfill his wish.
He felt extremely inferior.
He had achieved nothing. He could not face his parents, so every year during the new year, he would lie that he was very busy and could not go home.
But he dreamed all the time that he would become successful and return home in glory.
"What are you crying for? Isn't Little Jiang fine?"
Liu Qingzhong reprimanded her, but his eyes were a little moist. He forced himself to look away. As a dignified father, he could not cry in front of his son.
"Dad, Mom, come in and have a seat." Liu Jiang came back to his senses and greeted them warmly.
He was a little excited and nervous.
"Dad, Mom, why did you come to Black Clouds Town to look for me?" Liu Jiang asked.
His family residence was in a city in Golden Blossom County, and Black Clouds Town was in Eastern Mountain County. The two places were very far apart, and it would take at least half a month to get there.
"It's all because of you." Liu Qingzhong snorted. "Your mom talks about you all day, but you didn't come home for three years, so we had to come to see you."
Guo Cuicui said, "I'm just here to see if you've grown up in the past three years, if you've eaten well, if you're wearing warm clothes, and if you've become handsome."
Every time they went out and saw other people's children, they would start to think of Liu Jiang. They would recall bits and pieces of his childhood. Sometimes, they could not even sleep.
When Liu Jiang was training in the Ethereal Immortal Sect, he would go back once every half a year.
However, ever since he left the Ethereal Immortal Sect, he had not been home for three years.
They wrote to Liu Jiang to ask him to come home, but he said that he was busy and could not get away.
Over the past three years, as time passed, the longing in their hearts became stronger and stronger. It lingered in their hearts and could not be dispelled.
Then they decided to close the inn for the time being and visit Little Liu Jiang in Eastern Mountain County.
They wanted to see if Little Liu Jiang had grown up, if he was living well, if his clothes were warm, and if he had been bullied.
They just wanted to visit him.
Liu Jiang's heart skipped a beat.
The two elders had traveled thousands of miles just to see him.
He felt a lump in his throat.
It felt good to be missed.
A warm feeling flowed through his heart.
Liu Jiang's spiritual power surged as he dried the tears in his eyes. He chuckled and said, "I'm doing alright."
"What do you mean by alright?" Liu Qingzhong glared at him. He could more or less guess Liu Jiang's situation.
Liu Jiang had been chased out of the Ethereal Immortal Sect, which meant that his aptitude was really average.
Liu Jiang was young, had poor qualifications, and a low cultivation level. He was definitely a junior-level inspector in the Inspection Bureau.
Although being an inspector was very powerful in the eyes of ordinary people, in the Inspection Bureau, where the strong were respected, junior-level inspectors were definitely doing all sorts of dirty work. They might even be bullied by their colleagues.
"It's really alright." Liu Jiang rubbed his head in embarrassment.
Guo Cuicui said, "You kid, you're like your father. You only know how to tell the good news and not the bad."
She owned an inn. The people from the Inspection Bureau often came to her inn to eat. She naturally knew that it was not easy to be a junior-level inspector. They were often ordered around by their leaders.
Only by becoming an official would their situation be better.
However, Liu Jiang was unfamiliar with the place and his cultivation level was so low. How could he have become an official?
They blamed themselves. If they were more capable, Liu Jiang would not have to work so hard.
Unfortunately, they were just innkeepers of a small inn. Although they could earn some money every month, their social status was inferior to that of an inspector.
They could not provide Liu Jiang with a better life, nor could they help him much.
The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt.
Remorse from Liu Qingzhong, +1300, +…
Remorse from Liu Qingzhong +1280, +…
A dreamscape fruit quietly ripened.
"Knock, knock, knock…"
Liu Jiang opened the door.
It was actually Yang Cheng. He was carrying two gift boxes and smiling obsequiously.