When Jiang Ming walked into Ping'an County, the streets were much livelier than three years ago. There were various shops, teahouses, workshops, cloth shops... There were also many vendors in the open spaces on the streets, selling meals, bamboo utensils, and wild mushrooms.
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After the war, the Yan Kingdom seemed to have been cured of its illness, and gradually showed greater prosperity than before. The emperor reduced taxes and built large granaries to help the people. Even the villagers in Ping'an County had a much better life.
"It's just a matter of making amends..."
Jiang Ming sighed, walked to the tavern, went straight to the second floor, asked for a bright place by the window, ordered food and drinks, and started eating and drinking.
Now that Lao Jiangtou has completely retired and has become a hands-off shopkeeper, Ah Fei saved some money somewhere and sent people to renovate the tavern. Now it has a new look and business is booming.
The drinkers at the tables next to me, their faces red from drinking, were discussing the recent events as usual.
"Marquis Wu is really a god. One battle shocked the world, and all the young people in the town dared not act rashly..."
"Huh, he's just a murderous butcher. He's unpopular and will be punished sooner or later."
"Fuck you, Marquis Wu massacred the city, not to kill, but to warn those who intend to cause trouble..."
"Fuck, how dare you scold me!"
In an instant, wine bowls and benches were flying everywhere...
Jiang Ming quickly protected the food and drinks and sat on the other side of the table to avoid being splashed with blood.
After a while, the two fighting men were thrown out of the tavern by a red-faced man with one hand in each hand, like a chicken, and there was a round of applause.
The red-faced man returned to the second floor and sat opposite Jiang Ming: "Brother Ming, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Why did you become a thug in this tavern?" Jiang Ming said with a smile. This person was Wang Dong, Jiang Ming's friend at the same time in Hunting Tiger Village.
Three years later, Jiang Ming's strength has also improved to the level of a "low-level warrior", but Wang Dong still can only sense blood and has not crossed the threshold of a warrior.
"Just make more money..."
Wang Dong took a sip of wine and smiled bitterly: "Only by practicing martial arts can you know how difficult martial arts is. I'm afraid I don't have the talent anymore, and I'm too lazy to be a dog in those big families, so I inherited my father's old profession.
, a butcher shop opened in Ping'an Town, oh no Ping'an County..."
"Didn't I marry my mother-in-law last year? This year I will give birth to a baby again. My family is in a tight situation, so I came here to do more errands..."
Wang Dong rambled on, but Jiang Ming did not interrupt and listened silently. This may be the final destination for most people who practice martial arts.
"Hey, in our period, it seems that the only ones who have become warriors now are you and Fang Lie..." Wang Dong suddenly said: "Just a few days ago, Fang Lie's blood power was running smoothly and he entered the third-rate realm."
"Really?" Jiang Ming smiled and said, "I would like to go and congratulate you when I have time."
"People are very busy now. They follow Guan to hunt for the head but not the end..." Wang Dong said in a low voice, his eyes a little wandering, as if he was recalling the days when we went up the mountain to hunt tigers together.
Jiang Ming patted him on the shoulder and ordered another two kilograms of liquor and a few kilograms of pork head meat. Both of them were very drunk and then left separately.
However, Jiang Ming did not go home directly, but turned to a remote drug store.
The medicine shop is called Baicaotang. It is small in area and located in a remote location. However, because the medicinal materials are relatively complete, the number of customers is quite good on weekdays.
Seeing Jiang Ming come in, several customers who were buying medicine greeted each other:
"Boss Jiang!"
"Boss Jiang, long time no see, what good stuff do you have this time..."
"Nothing, just a few golden wormwood ginseng, I'll clean it up, if you want to see it another day..." Jiang Ming responded one by one with a smile. It was he who opened the Baicaotang. Now with his background, he opens a medicine shop.
It's not that big of a deal, most of the medicinal materials collected on weekdays are sold here, and some medicinal materials from other herbal collectors can be purchased, which can make some income.
"Let's drink again!" Zhou Wenxiu dismissed these customers and walked out from behind the counter, staring at Jiang Ming dissatisfied.
"Hehe, hehehe..." Jiang Ming quickly poured out all the medicinal materials in the medicine basket, turned around and ran away: "I'm going home first."
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Early the next morning, Jiang Ming stood in his small courtyard, practicing a set of simple boxing techniques and moving his body.
"Wow, brother Jiang Ming is home!"
Outside the fence, in the small courtyard next door, a cry of surprise suddenly came.
Jiang Ming turned around and saw a little girl, not much taller than Fourth Master Bai, leaning on the fence between two small courtyards. She was also holding a small wooden bowl with good workmanship, filled with fried food.
The cicada monkey.
The little girl was looking at Jiang Ming with surprise on her face. Her washed white coarse clothes were stained with mud, and her little red face was mixed with oil and mud, like a little monster.
"Tian An'an, you're playing in the mud again!" Jiang Ming walked over, grabbed the hem of the little girl's clothes, and pointed to the mud spots on it: "Your mother will beat you when she comes back later!"
"Scared..." The little girl looked down and was shocked: "I didn't play in the mud, these are not my clothes..."
Jiang Ming almost choked. As soon as I went out, I saw a little kid squatting in a rain puddle and treading water. Could it be a ghost?
Tian Anan forgot about it for a moment. He stuffed a cicada monkey into his mouth with his dirty little paws, chewed it, and then picked up another one and handed it to Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming was happy, but he also cared about that dirty little hand, so he reached out to take it.
Tian Anan quickly retracted his hand and asked curiously: "Brother Jiang Ming, do you think the rocks on the mountain are good-looking?"
Jiang Ming laughed, turned back to the house, dug out a few colorful pebbles from the medicine basket, and handed them to Tian Anan's bowl. She then handed the cicada monkey in her hand to Jiang Ming.
"Little snob!" Jiang Ming said without mercy.
"Hmph..." Tian An'an couldn't put it down, playing with the small stones, then turned around and ran away, leaving Jiang Ming with a trace behind.
Jiang Ming shook his head, too lazy to argue with the little girl. He chewed the cicada monkey in his mouth and walked unsteadily towards Baicao Hall.
Zhou Wenxiu opened the door early and was sorting out the medicinal materials. Jiang Ming lay down on the bamboo chair in the inner hall with ease. He felt a little like the life of Dr. Sun in Jishi Hall. It was quite comfortable...
"Shopkeeper, buy medicine!"
Suddenly, a man wearing a bamboo hat and whose face could not be seen clearly walked into the drug store and said in a deep voice.
Jiang Ming didn't take it seriously and sent Zhou Wenxiu to sell medicine. There were too many people who concealed their identity to buy things. Everyone had some shady secrets, and he was too lazy to care about it.
But the few medicinal herbs that this man mentioned next made Jiang Ming unable to sit still.
Jiang Ming's memory suddenly returned to the prescription from Huang Laogui when he first crossed this world. That was the beginning of everything...
I drove all day yesterday, and I really couldn’t stand it at night... I got up early and coded a chapter. This chapter counts as a sincere chat from yesterday. There are two more chapters in the afternoon or evening, and I might post them together by then~~