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Chapter 5 Dean Feng

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    At this time, Dean Feng was still racking his brains to think about how to solve the current difficulties.

    His eyes slowly turned to a sword hanging on the wall, he stood up, came to the sword, and took it off.

    He pulled out the sword with a swish sound, but it was a broken sword.

    Soft eyes fell on the sword: "Old friend, are you the only one who can help me?"

    Dean Feng¡¯s thoughts fell into memories from long ago

    A middle-aged man in dignified and well-dressed clothes looked at the young Feng Ji and said, "Wan'er won't see you again, so you can go."

    "It's impossible, Wan'er can't do it. Uncle, we really love each other, please make it happen."

    "Shut up, you are just a commoner, and Wan'er is the daughter of my King Wu'an. Your status is very different, and you are different from noble to humble. You are not worthy of my daughter at all."

    Feng Ji continued to plead: "Uncle, I will be good to Wan'er."

    Wang Hun of Wu'an didn't care: "There are many people who will be good to my daughter, but it's not your turn."

    "Uncle"

    Although there are good things to say about Fengji, King Wu'an is still hard-hearted.

    He took a long breath: "Uncle, what if I have to take Wan'er away today."

    King Wu'an snorted coldly: "Arrogant, if Wan'er hadn't begged me so hard, why would I have said so much to you here? Get out of here while I still have some patience."

    Feng Ji gritted his teeth and cupped his fists and said, "Uncle, I'm offended."

    As soon as he finished speaking, the sword energy swept around him and he rushed towards the backyard.

    "Boy, if you dare to break into my palace, Prince Wu'an, you are asking for death."

    An invisible golden hand formed in the air, and struck Feng Ji with one palm.

    Feng Ji took out his sword, and the surrounding air felt cold, and thousands of sword energy slashed towards the big golden hand.

    King Wu'an snorted coldly: "It's a small trick."

    With a big hand clenched, the sword energy was instantly annihilated, and Feng Ji's sword also broke.

    He flew out upside down, blood spurting out wildly, and there was only one thought in his mind: "Is this the strength of the number one warrior? It's in vain that I claim to be the best swordsman in the world, but I can't even take a single move."

    King Wu'an was furious: "Boy, I will send you on your way now."

    Raising your hand will kill Feng Ji on the spot.

    "Dad, no." A woman ran over quickly and threw herself on Feng Ji, protecting him under her body.

    King Wu'an quickly stopped: "Wan'er, didn't you promise me not to see him again? Why don't you go back soon?"

    "Dad, it was you who promised me not to kill him first, and it was you who broke your promise first."

    "That's why he is looking for death. No wonder, as a father, anyone who dares to challenge me, King Wu'an, will only die."

    Blood continued to overflow from Feng Ji's mouth, but he didn't pay attention. He just looked deeply at the woman standing in front of him, holding one hand tightly with the woman's hand.

    Seeing this scene, King Wu'an shouted loudly: "Boy, you are looking for death."

    "Dad, if you want to kill me, you can kill me too."

    "Wan'er, are you threatening dad?"

    "My daughter doesn't dare. My daughter just wants him to leave safely. I promise that I will not see him again in the future. Please let him go."

    King Wu'an waved his sleeves and said, "That's it. I'll give in to my father for the last time and spare his life. If he comes to you again, don't blame me on my father. You go back immediately."

    The woman looked at Feng Ji with pity on her face: "Brother Feng, forget me and live well."

    Two lines of clear tears rolled down her cheeks, and then she stood up and left

    Dean Feng came back to his senses, shook his head, and put the sword back into its scabbard: "The customs of the past are dead. I am just a teacher."

    At this moment, a confused voice came from behind: "Dean."

    Dean Feng quickly put the sword back to its place as if someone had broken his mind.

    Cang Mang got straight to the point as soon as he came in and told Dean Feng everything. He just concealed the origin of the spiritual liquid and said it was left to him by his master.

    The reason why I didn¡¯t hide it from Dean Feng was because I couldn¡¯t hide it. There was still half a tank of spiritual liquid in the backyard that was not used. I had to water the mulberry trees in the future. Sooner or later, I would be discovered.

    As for describing the spiritual fluid as something else, that would be too underestimated of Dean Feng.

    In Cang Mang¡¯s view, Dean Feng has a mysterious origin and is a man of considerable strength and insight.  It was also because of this that the master entrusted himself to the care of Dean Feng.

    &nbsp"I just don't know why he can stay here and teach."

    When Dean Feng heard Cang Mang¡¯s complaint, he trembled with anger: ¡°How could you waste things like this?¡±

    Cang Mang said indifferently: "It's not a waste, right? I don't even feel bad, why do you feel so bad?"

    Dean Feng let out a long sigh, knowing that Cang Mang did this all because of the academy.  He criticized Cang Mang on his lips, but felt warm and moved in his heart.

    Dean Feng couldn't wait to take a look at those mulberry trees. After seeing that there was still more than half a tank of spiritual liquid, he said: "You should use this spiritual liquid sparingly. If you still need to water it, just dilute it a few more times."

    Cangmang reminded: "Don't affect the quality, otherwise the gain will outweigh the loss."

    "I know this. I will do the watering from now on. You young people are so lavish."

    He looked at the sun and said, "The students are about to come to class. I will tell them about raising silkworms. After all, their families are all doing this, and they are much more professional than you and me."

    Dean Feng took over this matter, and Cang Mang felt at ease.

    The matter of raising silkworms was quickly arranged by Dean Feng.

    The college is facing huge difficulties, and everyone wants to do their part. When the dean said there is a solution, everyone is gearing up.

    But when they heard that it was time to raise silkworms, the students couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and a little suspicious.  Many of my classmates are sericulture farmers at home, and they know very well how much money they can make from sericulture.

    This mood did not last long. The students were as enthusiastic as a shot of chicken blood.

    Because they found that these silkworms matured extremely quickly.

    ¡° Next, there is no need for Dean Feng to arrange specific tasks, and the students will do the division of labor themselves.

    The first 20,000 silkworm eggs have already formed cocoons one day after hatching.  A thousand cocoons were left for reproduction, and the remaining cocoons were peeled out after being processed overnight by the students.  Perhaps because of the special nature of the mulberry leaves, there were ten kilograms more than the expected twenty kilograms of silk, making a total of about thirty kilograms of silk.

    Cang Mang couldn¡¯t wait to carry this batch of silk to the trading house and sold it for 6,000 spirit coins at a price of two hundred spirit coins per catty.

    Cang Mang was very satisfied with the harvest of the first silkworm cocoon. He happily returned to the academy with six thousand spiritual coins in his pocket.  Although there is still a long way to go before buying the elixir, it has only been two days.

    Looking at the six thousand spirit coins in front of him, Dean Feng¡¯s beard almost stood up with joy.

    Just when the two were secretly happy, a student ran in while shouting: "Dean, Senior Brother, come and take a look."

    The hearts of the two of them were in suspense. They didn't know what happened.

    Seeing that there was no panic look on the student's face, the two of them felt relieved and followed the student to Jamsil.

    Seeing Dean Feng coming over, a student immediately said: "Dean, look, the colors of these silkworms are different, they are actually golden."

    Dean Feng looked at it carefully and recognized it immediately, saying happily: "This is the Golden Silkworm King." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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