The sky had just turned gray and gray, but Chu Qianqiu did not continue to practice in the training studio because the bald instructor told him that going too far is not enough.
Normally, a person should not practice internal energy for more than 4 hours a day. Excessive time will only lead to fatigue of the meridians and a serious decline in output efficiency.
This is why the instructors use 4 hours as a standard when estimating the time required to achieve a small or complete Qi accumulation.
Even if a person has a good family background, can do nothing, does not need to consider food, clothing, housing and transportation, and is particularly good at liver cultivation, if he practices for 8 hours a day, the actual converted time is only equivalent to 5 hours of normal practice, which is very uneconomical.
Of course, for a low-class person like Qing Fen, even if he is given a copy of "Xuan Yuan Gong", he still has to work and eat. If he can squeeze out 2 hours of practice time a day, it is considered his hard work.
Therefore, planning your own time correctly can help you grow more efficiently. Although Chu Qianqiu has the golden finger of time loop, it does not mean that he will waste a lot of time. Only by developing good habits can he survive in this world.
Go forward a few steps.
So what to do now?
Naturally, I want to inquire about information and get as much information as possible about every force in Baixiang Town!
Maybe my current strength is still very weak, but small people can also have a big effect.
An ordinary green-skinned person like Qing Fen could knock him to the ground with one punch if he was to fight with a real gun. However, in the first two cycles, it was him who really caused disaster to him, and it was he who allowed himself to master an important
information, the relationship between the Six Gates and the Baixiang Town gang.
So it’s a good idea to start with small characters.
Thinking of this, Chu Qianqiu quietly left the training studio, first went to his home, and when the old servant was not paying attention, he took out the 30,000 taels of silver notes, carried a huge sum of 50,000 taels in his arms, and went to the bank to exchange it
The amount was relatively small, and then they came to Baixiang Pavilion, which had not yet opened, and waited quietly on the side of the street.
It wasn't until a maid came in a hurry that Chu Qianqiu stopped her and handed her a 10-tael silver note.
"Guest, do you want to do some business with Baizhu?"
"Are you going to a private house or an inn?"
This maid was exactly the same maid who was corrupted by Chu Qianqiu with money in the last cycle and fined by Miss Yuan Qin for forfeiting her salary for three months.
Her name is Baizhu.
Chu Qianqiu came to her naturally because he wanted to get some news.
Since Miss Baizhu was willing to reveal the business of Baixiang Pavilion for money last time, then asking her to buy some information this time can be regarded as a first-time experience and a second-time familiarity.
Although she has completely forgotten about Chu Qianqiu, as long as the banknote in her hand is still genuine.
So she said without hesitation that she was willing to sell her body.
It can be seen that life in Baixiang Town is not easy. Even the maid who seems to have a more glamorous job has indescribable pain, so she is asked to do some part-time business in the flesh.
"This is not the place to talk. Can we go to Miss Baizhu's house?" Chu Qianqiu did not resolve the misunderstanding, but probed further.
How far can you go for money?
Miss Baizhu's face turned slightly pale. Some customers have special hobbies.
Today's guest looks dignified, but he is also an ugly man no different from ordinary men.
But she held the banknote tightly in her hand and finally nodded. Ban didn't care anymore and took Chu Qianqiu directly to his home.
A wooden cubicle in a ghetto.
Chu Qianqiu's ears.
Originally, Chu Qianqiu felt that the three bedrooms and one living room in his home were too crowded and could not be considered a military attache's residence. It had to be a three-in-three-out mansion like his father-in-law's to be considered a qualified residence.
Now that he saw Miss Baizhu's residence, he realized that the life he had traveled through time was indeed considered a paradise.
Miss Bai Zhu pulled up the curtains and showed a flattering smile
"Does the guest want to be literary or martial?"
"I just want information about Miss Yuan Qin. If you tell me, the bank note will be yours." Chu Qianqiu had no intention of continuing to test.
"What? Who are you, my guest?" Miss Baizhu quickly took a step back, looking at the other party in surprise, and even wanted to refuse the deal.
Because although the master of the pavilion cannot be said to be kind, he is not harsh either. He is very disciplined in doing things and calculates the monthly money clearly. For her, this is the best job she can find.
It's one thing to trade skin and flesh yourself, but it's another thing to betray the pavilion master's information.
"Miss Baizhu must be very short of money."
"If you answer well, there will be a reward. The money will be enough for Miss Baizhu to live in her own house instead of a cubicle in the slums." Chu Qianqiu's voice was very low, but the maid pursed her lips.
After thinking for a long time he said
"I want 50 taels, no, 100 taels."
"Okay." Chu Qianqiu didn't bargain. He took out a 100-tael banknote and placed it in front of Miss Baizhu.
Maybe it's just free prostitution now, and when he gets over this difficulty, there's nothing wrong with actually giving her a hundred taels.
Chu Qianqiu felt at ease that he had used money from a rich man for free, but for using such a woman who had fallen into prostitution for free, not only did God not know it, but even ghosts didn't know it, and his own conscience would not be able to bear it.
"The guests must look down on me." Miss Baizhu smiled bitterly. For her, this was even more uncomfortable than selling her body.
"How could it be? In life, everyone has his own difficulties."
"I'm not blind. I can see that Miss Baizhu wants this money not because she is greedy for money."
"I just want to know what Miss Yuan Qin likes, what she hates, and what habits she has, so as not to lose etiquette when I pursue her."
Chu Qianqiu said softly, he thought he could read people very accurately, and with his sharp ears and eyes, he could distinguish subtle changes in the other person's emotions.
"Guest, you are a good person."
"I want to tell you what happened to the Pavilion Master, and it won't be detrimental to her."
Soon, Baizhu started talking about Miss Yuan Qin.
"The master of the pavilion is afraid of the cold and is also afraid of the cold."
"When you get up in the morning, the master of the pavilion likes to go to the mountains and soak in the hot springs for an hour before coming back."
"If the guest wants to see Miss Yuan Qin, it will take at least half an hour."
No wonder Miss Yuan Qin was still wearing a Polar Fox scarf when I saw her yesterday. It turned out that she was afraid of the cold.
Chu Qianqiu nodded and motioned for Miss Bai Zhu to continue speaking.
"Then the Pavilion Master's favorite food is the Blood Bodhi produced by Yuanyang Sect."
"I will definitely take one before going to bed every night."
"The Blood Bodhi is very valuable. One piece costs 30 taels of silver." Miss Baizhu became more energetic when she mentioned the money matter, and quickly made a number of 30 taels.
Eating one pill a day will cost more than 10,000 taels of silver a year.
It seems that ordinary people really can't afford to support Miss Yuan Qin.
Ordinary innate masters may not be able to afford such expenses.
"But the Pavilion Master hates the Yuanyang Sect."
"She told us that if we meet a Niubi from the Yuanyang sect who comes to buy something, we must be severely beaten."
Hearing this, Chu Qianqiu couldn't help but laugh.
"Is it Miss Yuan Qin who was defrauded of too much money and wants revenge?"
No wonder it is said that only women and villains are difficult to raise.
"No, that's actually the case, because Master Guyang of the Yuanyang Sect has a junior disciple called Taoist Qianyang."
"He wants to marry the master of the pavilion as his wife, and he also said that a combination of secret medicine and exercises can cure the disease of the master of the pavilion."
What?
"What a villain! He threatened you with secret medicine."
Chu Qianqiu snorted coldly, and his evaluation of this direct descendant of the sect was directly lowered.
Miss Baizhu couldn't help but feel a little strange when she saw Chu Qianqiu looking so angry.
What does the Pavilion Master have to do with you?
As for making you so aggrieved?
"The master of the pavilion refused, and the two parties were very unhappy. From then on, anyone who sells things to the Yuanyang sect in Baixiang Pavilion will have to pay more."
"That's all I know." After finishing speaking, Miss Bai Zhu sighed.
"That's enough."
"I didn't expect Miss Baizhu to know so much about the Yuanyang Sect."
The intelligence harvest this time still exceeded Chu Qianqiu's expectations. He did not expect that Miss Yuan Qin would have such entanglements with the Yuanyang Sect, as well as her illness.
"Because my husband is a handyman disciple of the Yuanyang Sect." The maid Bai Zhu or Mrs. Bai Zhu said with a bitter smile.
"This..." Chu Qianqiu almost had an unclear relationship with someone else's wife, and it was inevitable that she would be a little embarrassed.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about."
"My husband wanted to practice martial arts well and promise me glory and wealth."
"But martial arts is difficult. I accidentally broke the vase of an inner disciple, which caused him to be taught a lesson and he suffered a lot of internal injuries."
"Elixirs that can treat internal injuries are so precious. A small pill costs 50 taels of silver."
"How could I watch my husband end up like this?"
"I had no choice, so I betrayed the master of the pavilion." Miss Baizhu said as if she was defending herself.
Chu Qianqiu just sighed, took out another one hundred taels of silver notes, and put them on the table.
"Mrs. Bai, the world is tough, but some good things will always happen."
At least for today, let's be happy.
After saying this, Chu Qianqiu did not stop and was about to leave here and go to Baixiang Pavilion.
"Guest, please wait, the secret medicine is called Yulin Blood Lipid."
"Maybe you can really help the Pavilion Master, so I won't be considered a betrayal." Bai Zhu's face seemed to be begging for forgiveness.
"Of course not, Madam Bai is the best maid in Baixiang Pavilion." Chu Qianqiu smiled.