Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 130 - . Why not make a bet?
Chapter 130: 130. Why not make a bet?
Li Yunlong was born in a small mountain village, originally illiterate. It was by a stroke of serendipity that she managed to cultivate to the Qi Refining Realm.
After successfully joining the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Sect began to help these new disciples become literate, teaching them how to read so they wouldn’t be unable to understand even the cultivation manuals.
Li Yunlong had only learned to read for a few days since her entry, and the densely packed characters on the newspaper made her feel dizzy; the only character she could understand was ‘日’.
“I was peddling at a small stall.”
Fang Zhou nodded and smiled, saying, “What I’m selling are newspapers, which record some events that occurred in the Cultivation World.”
Just as Li Yunlong was about to question who would buy them, Chu Yunfei pulled her aside.
Chu Yunfei said to Fang Zhou, “Young Master, please give me one hundred copies.”
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This was clearly an attempt to support Fang Zhou’s business.
However, Fang Zhou shook his head: “There’s no need for that many.”
He was not selling newspapers to make money, but rather to have more people see them. Having Chu Yunfei buy them only to discard them would be a complete waste.
Chu Yunfei, with her thoughtful nature, immediately understood Fang Zhou’s idea and said with a smile, “Young Master, you needn’t worry. I won’t throw them away after buying them; I will give them to other disciples.”
Then there was no problem at all.
Fang Zhou promptly counted out one hundred newspapers and handed them to Chu Yunfei. Priced at one hundred wen each, that was a return of ten taels of silver.
Chu Yunfei was a rich second generation, and ten taels of silver was not even considered pocket money to her.
After buying the newspapers and chatting with Fang Zhou for a bit, Chu Yunfei and Li Yunlong took the newspapers and went back.
With these two girls taking the lead in braving the unknown, other disciples who were still watching finally began to inquire, but there were very few buyers. Many disciples lost interest upon hearing that what was being sold were newspapers, not even sparing them an additional glance.
Even the disciples who were spectating from a distance had dispersed.
If it were some novel contraption it might have piqued their interest, but there were few who were interested in something filled with writing.
Aside from the one hundred copies sold by Chu Yunfei, Fang Zhou managed to sell an additional dozen or so, then the place became desolate, with not a single customer in sight.
Yu Qing, who had been beside Fang Zhou, finally finished reading the news section and couldn’t help but let out a deep breath, her face filled with a sense that there was more to be desired.
She hadn’t expected that so many extraordinary and bizarre events could happen in the Cultivation World. Although Yu Qing didn’t believe all these news stories were true, if even half of them were, that was still shocking enough to hear.
If it weren’t for Fang Zhou publishing this newspaper, Yu Qing would have had no idea that the outside world was so fascinating.
Seeing Fang Zhou sitting there alone, with not a single customer in front of his stall, Yu Qing suddenly felt that her previous concern had come to pass—he couldn’t sell them.
Yu Qing walked over and asked, “Taoist Fang, would you like to change locations?”
Fang Zhou shook his head: “There’s no need, this spot is quite good. Changing places means the regular customers won’t be able to find me.”
Yu Qing thought that Fang Zhou was just being stubborn. She weighed her words carefully, then encouraged him, “Taoist Fang, don’t be disheartened. Your newspaper is very good, allowing people to know the happenings of the world without leaving home. Disciples will eventually understand the benefits of this newspaper…”
Fang Zhou looked at Yu Qing in surprise and interrupted her, “Yu Qing, how about we make a bet?”
Yu Qing asked with curiosity, “What bet?”
Fang Zhou pointed to the remaining newspapers, “The bet is whether I can sell out these newspapers today or not. The winner can ask the loser to do something that doesn’t go against one’s conscience and the law.”
Yu Qing couldn’t help but laugh in disbelief. You’re clearly setting this bet to let me win, right?
Just as she was about to continue persuading him, she saw Fang Zhou’s confident smile: “I have confidence that I can win against you. Do you dare take the bet?”
Yu Qing was slightly taken aback, then she responded with seriousness, “If that’s the case, then I shall respectfully comply.”
Yet in her heart, she was determined that even if she won, she would never make any excessive demands of Taoist Fang.
After accompanying Fang Zhou for a while and seeing that no one else came, Yu Qing picked up the newspaper again and flipped to the back side.
The back of the newspaper was a collection of humorous stories and serialized novels.
Yu Qing had seen Bai Jie before and was very curious; now, undisturbed, she began to read from the beginning, soon becoming engrossed in it.
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Chu Yunfei and Li Yunlong, carrying a hundred newspapers, returned to the courtyard where they lived.
Li Yunlong threw the newspapers on the table and said to Chu Yunfei, “Old Chu, what are you buying this stuff for? You can’t eat it or wear it, are you planning to use it as toilet paper?”
“You always talk nonsense.”
Chu Yunfei sat on the other side and picked up a kettle to pour herself a cup of water, “I’m helping the young master with his business, taking care of things for him, and incidentally leaving a good impression.”
Li Yunlong laughed with a ‘hei’ sound: “You might as well buy some wine and meat and invite him for a few drinks. Maybe something good will happen when he’s drunk.”
Chu Yunfei shook her head, smiling and crying at the same time; the young master’s realm was certainly higher than theirs, there was no way he would get drunk.
Li Yunlong casually picked up a newspaper, glanced through it, and wondered, “What’s all this written about?”
Chu Yunfei wasn’t actually interested in these newspapers, so she hadn’t looked at them from beginning to end.
Hearing Li Yunlong say this, she picked up a newspaper and after seeing the headline, she exclaimed, “Is there really such a thing?”
Li Yunlong’s heart itched with curiosity, and he quickly asked, “What is it, hurry up and read it to me.”
Chu Yunfei read aloud while she read, narrating the news to Li Yunlong.
After the first piece of news, both were full of gossip, and Li Yunlong even slapped the table and laughed heartily, “This Elder Gao from what’s-its-name sect is really something, even daring to steal the Sect Master’s wife. Old Li admires him.”
Just then, a female disciple happened to walk in from outside and saw Li Yunlong laughing and asked, “Li Yunlong, what’s so funny?”
“Kong Jie, you’ve come at the perfect time, Old Chu will tell you.”
Chu Yunfei had to read the news again, and this explosive news shocked Kong Jie as well.
So the three of them began to debate; just how stunning must the Sect Master’s wife of that sect be to make both the Sect Master and Elder Gao tear their faces apart and pursue her for thousands of miles.
Urged by Li Yunlong, Chu Yunfei started reading the second piece of news, and then the three started debating again about who could be the culprit behind the naked death of the nonagenarian on the street.
More and more disciples heard the noise and came over to watch. Chu Yunfei had no choice but to act as a broadcaster.
After reading the news, she flipped the newspaper to the back and began reading the story of “Bai Jie.”
Halfway through, with her mouth dry and body overheating, Chu Yunfei had to stop, realizing something was off.
The entire room was filled with dozens of disciples, who had encircled Chu Yunfei in the middle, each of them breathing heavily and cheeks flushed.
Seeing that Chu Yunfei had stopped, they urged her discontentedly.
“Continue, don’t stop.”
“Just when it was getting good.”
“Hurry up!”
Chu Yunfei got a fright from these wolf-like gazes, pointing to the stacks of papers on the table: “Aren’t there some here? Read them yourselves!”
The disciples exchanged glances and immediately scrambled for the newspapers.
