Food began to become scarce. After Lin Zhao occasionally fished for "Air Force", he saw that there was not much left of wild meat, hare meat, etc., and he and Xiao Shitou were actually in the stage of growing. The two martial artists practiced boxing.
The consumption was not ordinary, so Lin Zhao could only take the lasso, hatchet and bow and arrows and go up the mountain again. If they didn't go up the mountain, the two of them would soon be hungry.
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The red maples look like fire to the eye, and birds and beasts appear in the mountains.
Lin Zhao wandered around with his bow and arrow for a whole day, until near dusk, he finally made a harvest. With a precise arrow shot by him under the full moon, an adult stag was shot directly through the body and fell to the ground on the spot.
"It's done!"
Lin Zhao was overjoyed. He came to the stag with a single stride, and stabbed it again, killing it completely. Then he weighed the weight of the stag. It was so heavy that it felt heavy even when he carried it on his shoulders.
It's a weight that even a martial artist in the blood-activating realm would find difficult. This stag weighs at least three hundred kilograms!
The harvest was great. Venison was a treasure in the town. Those soldiers who returned to the town to drink. The monks liked venison best with wine. For such a stag, half of the meat sold would be enough for Lin Zhaohe.
Xiao Shitou had been living with him for a while, so after carefully confirming its safety, Lin Zhao put the prey, which was seriously out of proportion to his size, on his shoulders and flew back.
When I returned to the town, I was out of breath and night had fallen.
Call Xiao Shitou and go straight to Baiweixuan.
At night, the smell of alcohol in Baiweixuan is strong. The shopkeeper Jia Zhong is also the shopkeeper and waiter. He passes the dishes back and forth and smiles to every guest. In this small tavern, many people came after nightfall.
The guests, several soldiers who came down from the snowy Tianchi, are all from the small town, but they all have stars on their shoulders, and they are very young at least. Otherwise, I'm afraid they wouldn't have the spare money to drink here.
In addition, there was a wild cultivator, a middle-aged man with a slovenly look on his face. He ordered a portion of braised rabbit and a portion of fried pork liver, and drank from a bottle of Xinghuacun.
Sitting near the railing was an old man in a gray robe. He ordered a few side dishes and was tasting wine. There was a long sword with a badly worn scabbard on the table, and the hilt was still stained with stains.
There was a little blood, and the old man's eyes were very bright, but after drinking too much wine, they were a little cloudy. He picked up a peanut with his chopsticks and threw it into his mouth. He smiled and said: "Boss Jia, the lamb kidneys were fried so well today.
The fishy smell is a bit stronger, tsk tsk, I smelled the fresh blood smell of the demon tribe in the Northern Territory all day, and I still want to smell yours when I come back?"
Jia Zhong hurriedly nodded and bowed, and said with a smile: "Haha, Old Jianxian Han is right. Next time when cooking, I will pay attention. Today's lamb kidneys are half the price!"
The old man lowered his head to eat the vegetables and gave a thumbs up: "Get on the road!"
On the side, several Tianchi Army soldiers passing by the restaurant stopped walking and saluted the old man. The old man raised his hands and let them do what they wanted.
Lin Zhao carried a small stone and a whole stag on his shoulders, and stood outside the railing to watch. He had heard of this old man for a long time. He was a frequent visitor to major restaurants in the town. His name was Han Buyu, a nine-year-old man.
Jing Yuanying Sword Cultivator is very powerful. He often goes down to Beishan alone to hunt the wandering monsters, and has made numerous military exploits on Tianchi Ridge. However, this old swordsman Han loves wine and meat, so he always returns to his hometown after killing monsters.
Find a restaurant in town to have a drink, try all the delicacies in each restaurant, and call yourself a gourmet.
"Yo~~~"
Han Buyu glanced at Lin Zhao: "Isn't this Lin Zhao? He's carrying such a big deer. Did he just hunt it?"
"Well, I just called from the mountain at night."
"not bad!"
The old swordsman narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Boss Jia, business is coming!"
"Uh-huh!"
Jia Zhong winked at Lin Zhao hurriedly and said, "Sell me this deer?"
"yes!"
Lin Zhao nodded: "I'll sell you half a head. You choose the meat you want. The rest will be used as food for me and Xiao Shitou later. You decide the price. If it suits you, I'll give it to you."
"Well..."
Jia Zhong narrowed his eyes and was about to bargain.
Old Jianxian Han pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Today's wine doesn't have much flavor. Boss Jia quickly asked the chef to make me a stir-fried venison to go with the wine."
"Yes, yes, old swordsman, wait a moment!"
Jia Zhong led Lin Zhao to the kitchen and said, "How about you set the price yourself? This half deer should weigh at least one hundred and fifty kilograms, right? If you pick it off, it should weigh about one hundred kilograms."
"Um."
Lin Zhao smiled slightly: "You must be kind when doing business. Since the boss said so, let's calculate it as 20 copper coins per pound of meat. One hundred pounds of venison, a total of 2,000 copper coins. The deer is placed here. Boss Jia has
Just take a hundred kilograms of meat from it. As for where to take it, it's up to you. You are the owner of the store, and I won't compete with you for the tender meat."
"sharp……"
Jia Zhong raised a thumbs up directly at him: "The business is like yours, Lin Zhao's, which really makes people speechless. Two thousand is only two thousand. Come and withdraw the money from me."
"good!"
Jia Zhong turned around and took out a handkerchief. He untied it one after another and revealed several green coins. He took out two of them and handed them to Lin Zhao. He said seriously: "This is green clam money. You may
I've never seen it. One green clam coin can be exchanged for a thousand copper coins. Put it away and don't lose it. This is not a small amount of money."
"okay!"
Lin Zhao quickly collected the money, with a look of joy on his face. Ordinary people in the small town would never have the chance to see this kind of green clam money because it was too valuable. The green clam money was uniformly minted by Shanhaisi of the Great Shang Dynasty, and the coins were made by Ling.
By refining the stone and casting it, monks can directly refine the green clam money into spiritual energy, so this kind of coin is generally seen in the mountains, while the common currency in the world is still copper coins, gold and silver.
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Lin Zhao and Xiao Shitou were sitting in the back kitchen, each with a small bench, watching Jia Zhong take the meat from the stag.
"Why are you looking at it?" Jia Zhong asked.
"I'm afraid that if you cut too much venison, we will suffer a loss." Xiao Shitou blinked and told the truth.
"Two little bastards!"
Jia Zhong was so angry that his beard almost flew up: "I, Jia Zhong, have been in business for many years and I keep my word. When have I ever taken advantage of others?"
Lin Zhao nodded: "Boss Jia is right, I think so too, Xiao Shitou, don't talk nonsense, just pay close attention to Boss Jia."
"Okay, brother Lin Zhao!"
Xiao Shitou held his chin in his hands and stared at Jia Zhong's cut meat, fearing that he would stuff two pieces into his crotch.
Jia Zhong cut a piece of tender meat and asked the kitchen to cook it for Han Lao Jianxian first. Naturally, even if this piece of meat was given to him for free, it was not rated at all. Lin Zhao squinted his eyes and said nothing after seeing it.
, there is no business person who will honestly not take advantage, then what kind of business is he doing?
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Until late at night, most of the meat of a stag was cut off by Jia Zhong. After that, Lin Zhao packed up the deer skin, big bones and remaining venison, took the small stones home, and then another
I was busy cutting all the meat into strips to dry and dry, then chopped a few bones, added a large piece of meat, and put it in the pot to cook.
Later, late at night, the two teenagers started a boxing fight together and punched the farmer more than a dozen times in the yard. After sweating profusely, they had a hearty meal, then fetched water from a bucket, and after taking a shower, they were satisfied.
went to sleep.
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The next day.
Lin Zhao still went out early and came back late with the small stone. In the morning, he practiced boxing under the stone bridge, fished, and went to the underground cage. From a distance, a person came up, who looked familiar. Huang Lin. Last time, Lin Zhao almost died when he met the Snow Girl on Shilipo.
, in fact, it was given by him.
"Tsk tsk~~~"
Huang Lin sat at the end of the bridge, overlooking the two of them, and said with a smile: "Lin Zhao, you are so lucky... Even if the Zhao family called Zhao Yan, a sixth-level monk, back, they couldn't kill you. Why don't you, a little bastard like you?
Are you going to die by yourself?"
Lin Zhao frowned and said nothing.
"What did you say?"
Xiao Shitou was angry, raised his fist and said to Huang Lin on the bridge: "Why are you scolding brother Lin Zhao?"
"Yo?"
Huang Lin narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "When did you suddenly have a little bastard? Lin Zhao, you are quite capable. Could it be that you secretly had the child with some widow?"
Lin Zhao raised his head slightly: "Huang Lin, what do you want to do? There is no need to talk dirty here. If you don't like me, just come down and ask for a fist fight."
Huang Lin raised his eyebrows and said: "Okay, if you want to ask for a boxing, you can ask for a boxing. I just happened to have solidified the foundation of the second level martial artist. This is what you want to ask for."
"bring it on!"
Lin Zhao gently raised his hand and signaled: "Little Shitou, please step back, I won't hurt you."
"Um!"
Xiao Shitou took more than ten steps back and said, "Brother Lin Zhao, beat him until he kneels down and begs for mercy!"
"Don't worry, he won't even get a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy."
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"Arrogant!"
Huang Lin jumped off the stone bridge angrily, his whole body filled with fist energy. His feet hit the ground hard, causing the fallen leaves on the grass to dance wildly. He touched his chest lightly with his fists, not knowing that Lin Zhao had already entered the blood-activating realm.
He laughed and said: "You dare to take the punch from a martial artist in the blood-activating realm. I think you are just looking for death..."
Lin Zhao opened his fists and raised his eyebrows: "Come?"
"court death!"
Huang Lin let out a loud shout and punched through the wind. Suddenly, the air under the stone bridge was compressed until it exploded with a "puff" sound. This momentum was indeed quite intimidating.
However, Lin Zhao took half a step back with one foot, his whole body's center of gravity sank slightly, and his whole body was filled with a transcendent fist spirit. He was also in the blood-activating state, but Lin Zhao's fist spirit was more pure, and his body was polished and tempered.
It is far beyond what Huang Lin can compare with. One is a son of a wealthy family who cultivates in a pampered way, and the other is a poor boy who often runs up and down mountains for dozens of miles. He can endure any hardships just to make a living. In comparison, Huang Lin's
The boxing intention and boxing principle have been firmly suppressed!
Angry bull fighting style!
"Peng!"
There was a loud noise, and Lin Zhao punched hard. In the next second, Huang Lin had already fallen and flew out. His whole body was floating on the water of Baiyu River. Not only that, Lin Zhao's punch was done with all his strength.
At the moment of contact, the arm bone of Huang Lin's arm was shattered by the shock. This kind of pain was much worse than cutting off an arm directly!
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For Lin Zhao, this punch was more than just a punch, it was a revenge!
If someone gives me a punch, I will return it twice as much. This is the way the world should be.
