Gu Pan's soap shop has been open for several days.

Business is pretty good.

Whether the cleaning effect of soap is good or not is one thing. The key reason is that in fact, many people at the foot of the mountain are secretly paying attention to Gu Pan.

Many of the people working under the Miaoyin Sect are specially placed as spies and eyes by wealthy families. Making money is not their pursuit at all. Finding opportunities to make good friends with the monks is their real purpose.

The three monks came to see Gu Pan every now and then, taking her shopping and eating. Of course, they couldn't hide this from anyone who cared.

Think about it, even the head of a wealthy family can expect such treatment?

What about the monk's sister?

Jingru is still the daughter of the head of the Sun family. Except for giving her father a life-prolonging elixir once, she usually ignores him. Shopping or eating? Don't be ridiculous, the head of the Sun family doesn't even dare to dream about it.

People are very puzzled, but the facts are before their eyes.

Therefore, it is actually meaningless for Gu Wuyou to worry about Gu Pan's safety. No one dares to provoke Gu Pan, and even if there is something unthinkable that would harm Gu Pan, they will definitely help without hesitation.

If you can please a monk, it's worth paying any price.

What's more, there are still three monks!

When Gu Pan's shop opens, of course interested people should support it. Don't ask what they sell, it doesn't matter at all. Just buy it. Among them, the Sun family is particularly enthusiastic, because after asking, they found out that their own lady is actually involved in this business!

Of course, later I found out that soap was indeed a good thing, but that was another story.

The soap shop's business is booming, and Gu Wuyou is very pleased.

Jingru's one hundred taels of silver have been paid back, and now her sister wants money and people, and is served by a group of slaves whose life and death are in her hands. Gu Wuyou is finally completely relieved.

But Lu Xuan said it well, "Only by never forgetting your original intention can you succeed."

Selling soap to monks was once the vision of Gu Wuyou and Lu Xuan. Even if there is no shortage of money now, it must be completed.

It happened that Yuqing asked Gu Wuyou to organize an exchange meeting, which was equivalent to giving him a chance to fulfill his wish.

Unfortunately, monks do not need to please monks. Gu Wuyou yelled for a long time, but the fellow disciples were not moved at all and even wanted to laugh.

How can this be done? Master Dao has been traveling in the world for more than ten years. In the end, hope is not as good as hope. Gu Wuyou shouted to the crowd: "Senior Sister Jingru, have you ever used soap, can you tell us how effective it is?"

Jingru really didn't want to talk to Gu Wuyou.

Soap is sold at the exchange meeting. What do you think?

But she knew that if she didn't answer, Gu Wuyou would definitely be in trouble, so she said calmly: "It can clean dirt, it is better than soap locust, but it will hurt the skin."

Gu Wuyou couldn't help but roll his eyes. If he just said it was easy to use, why would he add a sentence about hurting his skin? You are a shareholder, not an expert reviewer, okay?

Lu Xuan: "Injury to the skin? It doesn't exist. That's an illusion caused by the skin being too clean after the oil is washed away. Besides, we are monks and have strong self-healing ability. After digging a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl, there will be no scars.

What are you afraid of hurting your skin?”

Everyone was speechless, so there was no need to take the initiative to harm oneself.

Jingru: "Junior Brother Wuyou, it seems that you won't start the exchange if the soap can't be sold, right? Let's do this, I bought all the soap." She turned over her hands and took out the banknote, "Is one hundred thousand taels enough?"

Gu Wuyou: "You don't even know the price. You are really a shareholder who has abandoned you... Of course I can't sell it all to you. You can't pick up so much soap."

Jingru: "I bought it for everyone to use."

Gu Wuyou shook his head: "You are rich and willful, but you can't do things this way. The important thing is to participate, do you understand?"

While the fellow disciples were impatient, they finally came to their senses.

Just like what Jingru said, Gu Wuyou is determined to spend time with everyone, and the soap is not finished until he sells out all the soap. Moreover, this guy is very hypocritical and refuses to let one person take it all. So what are you waiting for? Anyway,

Gold and silver are all external things, no one cares about them.

"Junior brother, let me have a piece."

"Give me a piece too."

"Since I'm a big brother, I'll give you two pieces."

"This... soap can be used to wash clothes? That's great. I'll give you three pieces."

The amount of soap in his pocket quickly decreased, and Gu Wuyou was very happy.

"Senior Brother Wuyou, my little sister also wants to buy one." Chaoyue walked over and said weakly, "But I...I have no money."

"Brothers and sisters from the same sect, we talk a lot about money." Gu Wuyou put his pocket away and handed it to Chaoyue along with the remaining ten pieces of soap inside, "I won't sell it anymore, I gave these to you, take them back.

Pick it up and play with it.”

The fellow disciples rolled their eyes again, is Ma talking about money now?

Regardless of whether they are from the same sect or from different sects, monks should not talk about money.

Chaoyue hesitated and refused to answer: "There are so many more..."

"Junior Sister, what you said is wrong." Gu Wuyou said sternly, "We are monks, we are ashamed to talk about money, and we shouldn't care about worldly things. Furthermore, when you become successful in your cultivation in the future, you can draw Taoist spells at will.

For a large sum of money, you can buy anything you want."

Chaoyue's eyes turned red: "I'm going to be eliminated."

"Ah?" Gu Wuyou was startled, "Why?"

"I never finished building the foundation."

"Oh, that's okay. It's still a year away, and senior brother Chenyu hasn't built a foundation yet."

Chenyu blushed, why are you mentioning me?

Chaoyue: "I don't know many words yet. The senior sister who taught me said that I have no talent but a missing string in my head. I am too stupid..."

"Nonsense!" Gu Wuyou said angrily, "Literacy is not difficult at all, but she doesn't know how to teach it. It's okay. I'll tell Master later and I'll teach you later."

"Gu Wuyou, what do you want to do?" Lu Xuan asked with narrowed eyes.

Gu Wuyou: "Help my fellow disciples."

Lu Xuan chuckled: "Junior Brother Baoshu is also illiterate, why don't you help him?"

Gu Wuyou said confidently: "Because he didn't call me senior brother."

Baoshu was the last newcomer, and he was also from a poor background. Because Gu Wuyou was carrying the punishment, he was considered Gu Wuyou's senior brother. He was an honest boy, but not as stubborn as Chaoyue, so his junior brother called

Gotta be pretty smooth.

Lu Xuan waved his hand: "Don't worry about this. I'll teach Chaoyue how to read."

Gu Wuyou shrugged: "Alright."

Soap's troubles were finally over, and with much anticipation, Gu Wuyou announced that the exchange meeting had officially begun.

Everyone was very enthusiastic this time, and there was no need for Gu Wuyou to warm up the meeting like last time. To be honest, there was no need for Gu Wuyou to host it, because at the end of the last exchange meeting, the students just asked and answered questions by themselves.

There is also a disadvantage, that is, no one asks Yingying questions.

She has the highest level of cultivation among her classmates, so she can't ask others if she has doubts. On the other hand, due to her "prestige", others subconsciously don't want to provoke her.

Yingying stood there, listening to the questions, answers, and discussions coming one after another from her fellow disciples around her, and she suddenly felt very lonely.

"Ying Ying...junior sister, I have a question for you, please help me."

At a certain moment, a voice sounded.

There was a sudden silence in the square.

What stupid young man is this? He is so courageous!

Ying Ying raised her eyebrows, obviously she didn't expect someone to actually call her junior sister. In fact, since she was promoted to the position of the head disciple, this was the first time Ying Ying heard someone call her that.

Even Wen Zi, who held her off the horse with one hand, didn't dare to do this.

The reason is also very simple. In the final analysis, monks still have to look at their cultivation. Yingying is famous for her bad temper. If she beats you regardless of her, even if she is punished for violating the sect's rules, won't she lose her face?

The voice was so familiar that Gu Wuyou knew who it was without even looking.

"Senior Brother Zhou Ji, what is the specific problem?" Gu Wuyou smiled, "Everyone is waiting."

Zhou Ji: "I encountered some difficulties in composing music..."

He expressed his confusion seriously.

The confusion does exist, but the problem itself is not important. Zhou Ji, who aspires to become the head disciple, just wants to show his fellow disciples that you are afraid of the big... No, former senior sister, I, Zhou Ji, am not afraid.

Yingying kept a straight face and said nothing.

Gu Wuyou coughed and blinked fiercely at Ying Ying.

Yingying glared at Gu Wuyou.

Gu Wuyou stretched out his thumb and pointed behind his shoulder.

Haha, I'm threatening Master again...I agreed to come to the exchange meeting with you to give you Gu Wuyou some face, okay? Do you really think I'm afraid of Master's scolding? Yingying curled her lips and decided to ignore it.

Gu Wuyou had no choice but to hand over Yingying with a pleading face.

Beg me? That's more than enough.

Forget it, forget it, the exchange meeting you organized ended up being cold and your face was dull, so I will give you some face, so that Master will not say that you are not doing things well.
To be continued...