There was a knock on the door, and the old servant in the Hengshan Martial Arts School opened the small window. When he saw that the person who came was the registered disciple who had become a disciple not long ago, he slowly opened the door.
"Where's the master?"
As soon as he entered the boxing gym, He Zhao immediately asked.
"The master is enjoying dinner." The old servant said as he led the way towards the main hall.
After a while, the two arrived.
"Master, your apprentice is here to visit."
"Let him come in alone." Jin Lao, who had eaten half of his flesh and blood, picked up the white cloth on the dining table and wiped his mouth before replying slowly.
Upon hearing this, the old servant gently opened the corner of the door and made a gesture to invite you in.
He Zhao thanked him and stepped into the main hall.
In the room, I saw the cheap master with blood stains on his mouth, sitting on a chair facing the door. The flickering candlelight shone on his face, flickering brightly and dimly.
On his left hand was a white cloth full of blood, and on the porcelain plate on the Eight Immortals table was half a piece of meat, bloody and full of teeth marks.
This situation made him feel a little bit frightened for no reason.
"sit."
Jin Lao pointed to the chair next to him calmly.
He Zhao's eyelids twitched and he stepped forward to sit down.
'Um?'
What a smell, so fragrant!
His eyes subconsciously looked towards the source of the scent, and he saw it was the piece of raw meat placed on the porcelain plate.
Fortunately, he had experienced strong winds and waves, otherwise he would have burst out at this moment.
So fragrant!
"What are you afraid of? I am an old man, and I can still eat you alive!" Jin Lao paused, and then said, "Tell me, what do you want to see me for this late at night?"
"Master, the disciple's consumption of standing is really too great. I ate dozens of kilograms of mutton tonight. If this continues, it won't take long before I will be begging on the street." He Zhao stared at the raw meat and vomited.
Ku Shui, when you first became a disciple, you didn’t say that the consumption was so huge.
Hearing this, Jin Lao looked up and down at the disciple he had accepted yesterday, as if he was saying, could this old man have misjudged me? In fact, you are a genius?
"My disciple is usually pretty good at it. Now that I have started practicing boxing and stance, I am even more good at it." In order to keep a low profile, hide his clumsiness, live longer, and get a higher score, Wu Renzhao chose to make a fool of himself without hesitation.
"Oh, I understand. Wouldn't it be better to just say you are a loser?" Jin Lao nodded in agreement, and took a swipe at the named disciple who accepted him for thirty taels of broken silver.
"In the future, when standing in the stance, eat raw meat first until you can no longer swallow it. On the one hand, it can extend the time of standing on the stance, and on the other hand, it will reduce the consumption of yourself during practice.
In this way, your consumption for each meal will be greatly reduced. Don't worry about raw meat being difficult to digest. We martial arts practitioners are different from ordinary people."
He Zhao: "..."
Why didn't you tell me when you were apprenticed?
"I wonder why I didn't tell you yesterday? It's only thirty taels of silver. Why do you want me to give you advice? You are so smart, you know how to ask me when you encounter difficulties. If I charge you thirty taels, this business will be a loss."
In response to Jin Lao's hint, Renren Zhao's stomach growled.
It was a ten-minute journey from the inn to the boxing gym. After digesting thirty pounds of mutton, my hungry and thirsty body once again sent a signal that it needed nutrition.
"division..."
Before He Zhao finished speaking, Jin Lao stretched out his hand and interrupted.
"Take the money, ten taels of silver per catty."
"What?"
"Humph, if you don't have money, don't pay attention to the meat on my plate. This thing is a bit expensive, but for us warriors, the effect is very good." After saying that, Jin Lao picked up the raw meat and ate it again.
"Gudong!"
He Zhao swallowed. If he hadn't died hundreds of times in simulated scenes, mastered all kinds of fancy death methods, and tempered his will to be very firm, he would have paid and slapped the table and got up.
"This meat is not ordinary meat, but a kind of flesh and blood that is different from ordinary domestic animals and wild beasts."
In response, Hen Renzhao rolled his eyes. If you just call him an alien, that would be the end of it!
Do you really think I don’t know anything?
Jin Lao didn't notice the cheap apprentice's expression, but continued to explain himself.
"Although I am a bit older, I can eat at least half a cow in one meal."
"???"
He Zhao looked confused. Daxuan's cows usually weigh more than 1,500 kilograms. You, the old man, are really a unique manure-making machine.
Fortunately, Jin Lao couldn't hear his voice, otherwise he would have been slapped to death.
"Ten pounds of this kind of meat per meal is enough to fill my stomach."
Three hundred taels of silver a day?
Damn it!
Poor in literature and rich in martial arts, my ancestors will not deceive me.
One month's worth of food costs a full nine thousand taels of silver.
Huang Laoer's coffin book is too low-profile.
The memory He Zhao inherited did not tell him that the foreigners' consumption of money was actually greater.
The old man can save more than three thousand taels, and he is already a model of thrift and thrift in his family.
Wait a minute, that’s not right!
Just by recruiting disciples, one person is thirty taels. How many disciples do you need to recruit in a year to make enough money?
On average, there are at least ten registered disciples admitted every day.
Probably seeing what He Zhao was thinking, Jin Lao immediately interrupted his random guessing.
"I'm in a good mood today. Let me give you a few words. Wancheng is not big, with only a few hundred thousand people. Among these people, the first one cannot provoke Hetu Dao. Maybe you don't understand the meaning of these three words. If
If you have the chance, you will understand what my teacher said today.
The second thing is our Hengshan Boxing Gym. I have been entrenched in Wancheng for more than 30 years, and my disciples are all over the city. Below are the powerful gentry, sitting in the land households of Zhang, Sun, Li, and Wang, who hold a large amount of land, and their subordinates are even more powerful.
There are countless private soldiers, and business is spread inside and outside the city.
Further down are the government officials and the people in the public family.
Think about it carefully, who did you tell the teacher about?"
"Rich businessmen, gangs!"
He Zhao came to the point immediately and blurted it out.
"That's right! Regardless of any dynasty, if the fist is big, the voice will be loud. If a wealthy businessman doesn't want his hard-earned foundation to be taken away, he must seek refuge with the above four forces, turn over the big part every month every year, and keep the small part for himself.
If gangs from various religions want to keep their status and money, they have to join one of the forces and find a master to be their dog. Otherwise, once they become fat, they will be killed sooner or later.
In addition to the above two, there are actually some side businesses, large or small, without exception. As long as you want to continue doing it, you must either have a big fist and keep the four forces silent at the same time, or you can rely on affiliates and provide money."
understood.
If you are strong, countless people will naturally join you on the pole and give you money and give them whatever you want.
"The land for the Hengshan Boxing Gym was donated by the four major families, the house was built with money from the officials, the maids and servants were brought by people from the gangs, and the food was delivered every day by the merchants."
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Of course, it's not that He Zhao didn't understand what Jin Lao meant.
Master Cheap said a lot, obviously trying to give him some advice.
No matter how much money you spend now, when your fist is strong, you can get back the capital and profits.
"Do you want meat, kid? I think you like it, otherwise I won't sell it for twenty taels."
"Snapped!"
He Zhao took out an unnamed silver note and slapped it on the Eight Immortals table.
"Hey, I'm looking down on you. How dare you buy ten kilograms at a time!" Jin Lao smiled and put the 100 taels of silver notes into his arms, but he said cruelly.
"Find me fifty taels!"
"..."
"Okay, you will regret that day."
After a moment, He Zhao hurriedly left the Hengshan Boxing Gym with forty taels of broken silver in his arms and six kilograms of exotic meat in his hand.
"The old man is quite vindictive. He has so many banknotes in his pocket, but he says he doesn't have any spare money."
Return to the inn and close the doors and windows.
A pound of meat of unknown origin was cut off, and he swallowed it raw in one gulp.
Although it looks bloody, the smell of blood is not strong.
This piece of meat has a texture similar to jelly, and it slides into your throat with a slurp.
He Zhao did not dare to delay for a moment, and took the posture of the bronze mannequin, breathing in and out of his mouth, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
Half an hour later, I didn’t feel tired at all.
For an hour, I felt warm inside my belly, as if there were streams of heat flowing to my limbs and bones, relieving the fatigue all over my body.
For an hour and a half, I reached my limit yesterday, and now I am still in high spirits and have not fallen into a state of exhaustion.
Two hours later, the heat flow in the abdomen shrank rapidly in just half an hour, until now it was completely consumed, and a slight feeling of fatigue came to my mind.
["Bronze Human Stake": 91/100 (rough pass)]
["Unknown Breathing Method": 91/100 (rough)]
"Is this meat so effective?"
The standing time has increased, and the proficiency level has increased by ten points compared to before.
So He Zhao stood up and cut off another pound of meat and swallowed it raw.
Zhanzhuang! Zhanzhuang! Still fucking Zhanzhuang!!
Before dawn, He Zhao digested the last pound of alien meat, breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down on the bed.
["Bronze Human Stake": 141/500 (skilled)]
["Unknown Breathing Method": 141/500 (skilled)]
Tonight’s practice progress is three times that of last night!
"Not only has my proficiency in the Zhuang Technique and Breathing Technique increased astonishingly, I can also keenly notice that this body has also invisibly strengthened by almost one-tenth."
fear!
It's just six pounds of meat, and combined with standing breathing, I have made a crazy leap.
Of course, it may be because the first time you take it, the effect is very good, but it may not be so powerful in the future.
“Buy less!”
"I'll buy another one when I wake up in the afternoon... Wait a minute, I remember that last night I went to the cheap master to ask for help on how to reduce the consumption of silver. I begged and begged, and now it cost at least sixty taels of silver a night.
Woolen cloth?"
Wu Renzhao calculated the money he had left and found that in less than two months and fifty days, he would have to go to Wancheng Pier to carry big bags and change his job from a martial artist to a Daxuan worker.
No, I was fooled.
What a shame, the old man doesn't have martial ethics, so he came to sneak attack and deceive me, a young man who has no experience in the world.
On the other side, the sleepy-eyed soldiers who had just opened the city gate saw a man whose clothes were in tatters and who had at least one arm and one leg broken, falling in front of them with a splash covered in blood.
There were people touching porcelain so early in the morning, it was really confusing.
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“This guy is wearing Yokoyama boxing gym attire!”
"Hurry and help him up, someone will come with me to carry him to the hospital. Xiao Wuzi, hurry up and inform Mr. Jin and tell them the details of this person."
Quietness quickly returned to the city gate, with only a few kittens and shrimps remaining, loosely guarding the gate.
He Zhao, who was sleeping, frowned involuntarily, and the hairs all over his body stood up inexplicably, as if some kind of danger was approaching.