51 Ning Fengzhi: I am a poor man
Sending some gold and silver jewelry, and the like is too vulgar.
He want to give something like the treasures of heaven and earth. His Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect does have it, but he can't give them.
Because the big boss can create a Titled Douluo by taking out some small gifts at will. Not to mention even the whole seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can't be compared to it, and it can't produce such treasures herself.
In the final analysis, it is still insufficient.
Ning Feng was panicking a little. The dignified seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, which is known as the richest sect in the world can't even come up with a gift for the big boss.
This is a slap to the face.
"Ahem, can you think of what to give away?"
Sword Douluo gave a light cough.
"No. I am a poor man."
Ning Fengzhi's face was black. Uncle sword, you are too unkind. Seeing that I am embarrassed, asking this makes me more embarrassed.
"Cluck."
Ning Rongrong seeing that her father getting so worked up immediately reverted back to the essence of the little witch.
She joked: "Sect Master Ning of the dignified Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect actually said that he is poor. Are there any rich people in the world?"
Ning Fengzhi: "..."
"However, I can offer some advice. I find that the teacher is very interested in novel things."
"Novel? How novel is that?"
Sword Douluo couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Although he got along with Lin Yan for a while. But it is not respectful to talk about his interests. He dare not be as intimate as Ning Rongrong to Lin Yan.
"Novelty..."
Ning Fengzhi muttered a few words quietly, but his eyes became brighter. "Speaking of novelty, I know that there is a treasure in the Heaven Dou imperial family. Regarding this treasure, even Emperor of the Heaven Dou did not know its true use and identity. For thousands of years, no one has been able to control it. Rumor has it at the beginning the treasure appeared in a barbarian tribe in the South sea region. Before that, the tribe was thriving. However, since the treasure was picked up by the tribe, the whole tribe was destroyed by the disaster."
"It's so amazing?"
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up.
"Sect Master, I have heard you mention this item before. The Heaven Dou imperial family is very fond of this item, and even regarded it as a treasure of the country. I'm afraid they will not give it to us."
Sword Douluo frowned. Trying to guess Ning Fengzhi's thoughts: "Does the lord want me to grab it? It's not impossible. If it can please Mr. Lin, it's worth it!"
I'm not thinking like that.
I do not have such thoughts.
You are not behaving like your self Sword Douluo. Ning Fengzhi was astonished seeing him like this, he smiled lightly: "My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is not so overbearing. Did Uncle sword forget what my Sect's biggest advantage is? "
He can't be troubled by this question. Sword Douluo blurted out: "Naturally, it is the strongest auxiliary spirit in the world."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head gently. "No."
"Hee hee, Grandpa sword, my father is talking about money."
At this moment, Ning Rongrong laughed and broke the secret. "We are the richest sect in the world. Even the Heaven Dou Empire is far behind. My father taught me since I was a child that there is nothing in the world that money can't solve."
"Rongrong, what about the second half?" Ning Feng asked with a smile.
"There is a second half?"
Ning Rongrong wrinkled her cute little nose and looked confused.
"Certainly...."
After saying that Ning Fengzhi suddenly turned around. With both hands behind him, Ning Rongrong and Jian Douluo were left with an extremely cool back.
After brewing the silence for a while, the second half of the sentence slowly drifted into the ears of the two of them: "I also said. If there is a situation where money that can't solve the problem...just add more money!"
"Let's go, to the treasure house of the sect. I don't believe it. With half of the assets of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, we can't buy the treasure from the kingdom of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family?"
hiss...
The ability of money is terrifying.
Sword Douluo took a breath.
Ning Rongrong has a look of worship.
My dad, Ning Fengzhi is awesome!
Super grandiose, understand?
Not long after, the three came to the treasure house of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Sect Master, have you really decided?"
Sword Douluo asked.
"certainly."
Ning Fengzhi has a clear purpose for this trip. He wants to take away half of the treasure house, and then exchange the treasure with the royal family.
If people know it, they will think it is an extremely crazy move.
However, Ning Fengzhi thought everything was worth it. Because a powerful force can make you have more wealth.
He is a soul master, a lord of a sect, and a businessman.
His attitude towards Lin Yan can be regarded as an investment.
And, from Ning Rongrong, he was the first to get a reward, didn't he?
Not long after, when Ning Rongrong rises, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will undoubtedly reach a true peak. At that time, there was no need to assist any soul master, Ning Rongrong was enough to sweep all enemies with just one person and one tower!
One more thing that should be said is that there is no one guard guarding the treasure house. Ning Fengzhi led Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo directly into the room.
The door opened and a man who is about 2.5 meters tall, but thin like a skeleton stood in front of everyone.
It has to be said, although he looks a little terrible he is one of the two pillars of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
His martial spirit is a bone dragon, he is a level ninety five titled Douluo with the title 'Bone', his name is Gu Rong Bone Douluo.
He is better known as the world's best defense.
It was also because he was sitting in the treasury, Ning Fengzhi was relieved not to leave other guards.
After all. If you really have to encounter an offensive that even the Bone Douluo can't stand, no matter how many guards you have, it will be cannon fodder.
At this time, Bone Douluo was a little surprised. He swept the three with his deep eyes, and there was a surprise that could not be concealed. "Sect Master, you are here. Eh, you are back, too? and our little princess is back too."
Ning Fengzhi smiled and called out: "Uncle Bone."
Sword Douluo rolled his eyes and snorted.
Only Ning Rongrong, like a flexible little rabbit, leaped to Bone Douluo in three steps pulling his arm and shook it.
"Grandpa Bone, Rongrong is back."
"It's good that you came back."
Old people liked to play with grandchildren. And when it comes to favoring Ning Rongrong, he and Sword Douluo are the first to be among them.
"Hey, come back home if it's not good outside. Look at you, you are so thin."
Bone Douluo felt a little distressed.
"Uncle Bone, you guys talk first, I'll go get something."
Ning Fengzhi turned on the Soul Guidance Device lighting after speaking.
Suddenly, the treasure hall was dazzling with light.
It has to be said that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is really rich.
Ning Fengzhi's gold soul coins are about to pile up into a mountain.
Silver coins are not eligible to enter the treasure house here.
Certainly here, money is the least valuable thing.
All the handicrafts made of beautiful jade, calligraphy and painting, boxes of rare and wonderful objects were all taken into the bag by Ning Fengzhi.
Wherever he goes, no treasure was left. As if he was robbing a big family.
"Sect Master, what are you doing?"
Bone Douluo was a little confused. This wave of operation show by Ning Fengzhi suprised him.
If it weren't for Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo beside him. He would have thought that it was someone else pretending to be the sovereign to sack the treasure hall.
Because in a moment's effort. Ning Fengzhi has collected one-third of the treasure in the treasure house.
Don't underestimate this one-third. Even the total assets of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect are no more than this figure.
The current Clear Sky Sect is much inferior and are far from it.
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FEBRUARY 24
FAT THURSDAY
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If ever there was an excuse to load up on sweet treats and take indulgent eating to the next level, Fat Thursday is just the ticket. A celebration of all things dough-related, this Polish tradition offers a gilt-edged, guilt-free opportunity to gorge on doughnuts or paczki.
Paczki are traditional fried delicacies that contain rose jam. The idea behind Fat Thursday is treating the taste buds and enjoying the flavor of rich, decadent foods before Lent begins. Lent is a time that many people choose to cut out certain foods or alcohol, for example. In Polish, Fat Thursday is known as Tlusty Czwartek.
An appreciation of doughnuts is nothing new for the Poles, and it is believed that the tradition of buying and sharing paczki to celebrate Fat Thursday dates right back to the 16th century. Although the focus of the celebration hasn't shifted throughout the ages, notes from history suggest that the recipe has evolved.
In the 18th century, well-known historian, Jędrzej Kitowicz, made reference to the density and texture of the doughnuts, joking that the contemporary light paczki was a marked improvement on the baked goods of old, which could have done some damage if scoring a direct hit to the face.
While Fat Thursday is often thought of as a means of treating oneself and indulging prior to a period of abstinence during Lent, the act of eating doughnuts is also believed to bring good luck in Poland. History suggests that it's lucky to eat doughnuts and that those who refuse these sugar-coated, doughy delights face a run of misfortune.
Rose jam was traditionally used to fill the paczki, but today, there's a variety of fillings on offer, including sweet, smooth vanilla custard, zingy strawberry jam, and silky, rich chocolate ganache.
There's scope for a degree of creativity when it comes to crafting modern versions of traditional paczki, but all respectable chefs must comply with one request: every doughnut should be light and fluffy. Nobody wants to end up with something reminiscent of a medieval weapon.
