Chapter 3278
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"Look at this workshop. It says' Yang Workshop ', which means that the inscription master's surname is Yang. I know Master Yang. He's a Level 7 inscription master, and his disciples are Level 5 and Level 4 respectively.
"Master Yang has his own disciples, so he's doing well, because he only needs to draw up the blueprints. His disciples take care of the inscriptions and coloring.
"Look over here —"
Aunt Qing led Feng Wu to the open space in the back, where there were semi-enclosed partitions. The partitions had no ceilings, and they looked like modern cubicles.
Aunt Qing pointed at them and said, "Most of these inscriptionists are Level 5. They don't want to be apprentices, or they don't have a teacher, so they take orders under their own names.
"But they work very slowly. They're lucky if they can make a few low-level inscription weapons in a month."
Feng Wu said, "That's so …"
Aunt Qing said, "They don't pay much either, starting at 30 crystals per 1,000 words."
Feng Wu asked, "30 crystals per 1,000 words … What?"
Aunt Qing said, "30 crystals per 1,000 words."
Feng Wu said, "That's easy to make."
"Easy? What are you talking about?" Aunt Qing was amused. "Their production rate is so low that it's already good enough for them to make enough for themselves. But as long as they can advance step by step and inscribe higher level inscriptions, then their income will skyrocket. "
Feng Wu asked, "Is that so?"
Feng Wu saw that each inscription was extremely difficult, and they couldn't afford to make any mistakes.
That was how inscriptions worked. If there was even the slightest mistake, they would have to start all over again.
Aunt Qing told Feng Wu, "Do you remember that Master Yang? He gets 300 crystals per 1,000 words, but he has two apprentices under him, so he doesn't really have much left.
"Let's go. I'll take you to the person in charge of Imperial College, Master Wang Zhiheng. He gets 3,000 crystals per 1,000 words."
Feng Wu asked, "He's a Level 8 inscriptionist?"
Aunt Qing: "Yes, a level eight inscriptionist. Master Duanmu, who is also Master Wang's senior brother, can take this number."
Aunt Qing gestured for Feng Wu as she spoke.
Feng Wu gasped. "That high?"
Auntie Qing: "Of course! Master Duanmu is really capable. He works fast and does a good job. Of course … that was in the past. "
Feng Wu asked, "Where is he now?"
"Is he …" Aunt Qing was about to say something, when they arrived at Wang Zhiheng's workshop. Aunt Qing stopped and told Feng Wu, "Don't mention Master Duanmu in front of Master Wang, or there'll be consequences."
Feng Wu nodded.
"But speaking of which, Master Wang has a brother in the Crow Nest Stronghold named Yang Zhihu. Have you met him before?" Aunt Qing said, "They're very close, they've become sworn brothers. If you know Yang Zhihu, then Master Wang will naturally be closer to you."
Feng Wu's eyes lit up. "Yang Zhihu? He is my teacher. "
Auntie Qing was surprised. "Really?"
Feng Wu said, "It's true. I went to school."
Auntie Qing looked Feng Wu up and down. "I didn't know you were such a good cultivator."
Feng Wu smiled.
Aunt Qing led Feng Wu into Master Wang's workshop and told Wang Zhiheng that Feng Wu was Yang Zhihu's student.
As expected, Master Wang looked at Feng Wu much more warmly.
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