As soon as Zhou Shi's face touched the pillow, it was as if his consciousness was pulled out of his body and he instantly entered a dream.
After a brief period of drowsiness, he discovered that he could stay awake even in his dreams!
"Lucid dreaming? This is so magical."
He counted silently in his mind and felt the existence of his body again.
"Since this is my dream, I should be able to change the dream according to my own will..."
He began to meditate, first imagining a white space, and he was floating in this pure white void, and then began to add entities and fill in the details...
Soon he was standing in a room.
TVs, computers, mobile phones, electric lights... everything is available. This was built based on the rental house he rented in his previous life.
Unfortunately, although the appearance can be exactly the same, the modern facilities inside cannot be used. After all, these are all imagined by his mind, and it is impossible to simulate smart devices.
"What a pity, I really want to play a game..."
The idea changed and the rental house turned into a practice room.
"Let me try to see how much this dream can affect the sleeping body."
He assumed fighting postures in the spacious practice room, punching and kicking quickly. He discovered that as long as he imagined the existence of gravity and air, he could perform the same actions as in the real world.
"It's a pity that there is no touch in dreams, so there is no point in exercising here."
He was a little disappointed, but suddenly thought, if physical exercise fails because the body does not move in reality, what will happen to the internal force?
Thinking of this, he sat down cross-legged, with his heart raised to the sky, and started to run "Stele Hand".
"Well, after all, we are in a dream. We are not disturbed by the real world, so it is easier to get into the state."
Unfortunately, there is no sense of touch in the dream, so there is no way to get immediate feedback.
"It doesn't matter, I'll run it for a few days first and then talk about it when I wake up."
He closed his eyes and concentrated on mobilizing the internal power in his body.
As his attention shifted, the practice room became larger and larger, emptier and emptier, and finally disappeared, leaving only Zhou Shi sitting cross-legged and meditating in nothingness.
I don't know how long it took, but the scent of steamed bread rushed into his nasal cavity, allowing him to release his power.
At the same time, the originally light body seemed to be filled with weight, and the sense of touch was slowly recovering.
"It seems that Agui came in with steamed buns."
Suddenly, Zhou Shi's body sank and he fell rapidly "downward".
"The shopkeeper's, the shopkeeper's?"
He opened his eyes suddenly and saw Agui tapping his shoulder, trying to wake him up.
"Shopkeeper, you want the wowotou."
Zhou Shi slowly sat up and found that his whole body was covered in sweat and his body seemed to be exhausted.
"Oh, thank you for your hard work...how long did I sleep?"
"As you ordered, one hour. Shopkeeper, is your room very hot? I'll open the window."
Zhou Shi patted his head, reached for the bun, took a bite, and asked: "Where is Xiaosi? Is he back?"
"I'm back, the dishes are ready, it's time to start cooking."
Zhou Shi nodded and said: "Let the masters prepare early. Don't forget, we will make meals for a hundred people today and sell them at the dock."
"Understood."
Agui responded and left the shopkeeper's room.
Zhou Shi gnawed on the steamed buns, feeling that the stick noodles he usually choked on had become a little more palatable, as if he hadn't eaten in a long time.
After two steamed buns, he jumped out of bed and stretched his muscles.
"I had such a comfortable sleep, and it seemed that all the fatigue of the past few days had been swept away."
Although running "Monument Hand" can help you fall asleep and improve sleep quality, it does not have the same effect as Huangliang Pillow.
“I won’t be afraid of staying up late anymore.”
He slowly started to activate his internal energy, feeling that the meridians all over his body were sore, as if he had just finished practicing.
"Well, although physical exercise in dreams has no effect, cultivating internal strength can indeed get feedback in reality."
When people are sleeping, the brain is still working. While Zhou Shi's consciousness is practicing in the dream, it also commands the body to follow luck, thus achieving the effect of practice.
As his internal strength gradually increased, he had gradually explored the realm of the monument bearer.
"With my current level, I can probably exert the two powers of the tablet hand, and the tablet piercing hand can already penetrate an inch-thick wooden board. But I still have no clue about the cultivation of the tablet hand."
According to the records in "Stele Hand", this "Calligraphy Stele Hand" is the essence of the three postures of Stele Hand, and the practice method is also very demanding. While condensing deep internal strength, you must also observe calligraphy works and accumulate literary spirit in your heart.
, can be practiced.
"This calligraphy work is a valuable thing, it's hard to find..."
Zhou Shi sighed and looked at his left palm. With his current achievements in monument opening, he no longer dared to try casually on the wall.
He took off his clothes, put them back on after the sweat dissipated, went to the front hall, picked up a pen, wrote a few words on the paper, and drew a few patterns.
"Xiaosi, Xiaosi?"
"Shopkeeper, you called me?"
"Come here, I'll show you something."
Liu Xiaosi, who was fetching water in the backyard, came in response and saw the shopkeeper holding a piece of paper and looking at the sun carefully.
"Here, take a look at this."
Zhou Shi pointed to the first line of words on the paper and said: "This is 'shopkeeper', which is 'I'. I drew a face at the bottom.
Then he pointed to the second line of words and said: "This is 'mate', which is also 'you'. Does this little person look like? There is also this, this is..."
"I know you!" Liu Xiaosi said happily, "This is 'Fengde Building', which is what is written on our signboard."
Zhou Shi smiled and said, "That's right, I guess you are smart. And here are the numbers, from right to left, from one to ten. I will teach you how to capitalize them later, and you will be able to keep accounts by yourself."
Liu Xiaosi was stunned and asked: "Shopkeeper, what are you doing?"
"Aren't you illiterate? Let me teach you."
"Here, shopkeeper, I'm stupid, and the waiter doesn't need to be literate..."
"Do you plan to work as a waiter for the rest of your life? If you are illiterate, they will sell you to Nanyang as a pig, and you are still happily painting handprints!"
Zhou Shi folded the paper with dried ink without any explanation, handed it to Liu Xiaosi, and said: "Take it back and memorize it within three days, and I will give you a wage increase!"
"Really?" Xiaosi's eyes shone when he heard about the increase in wages.
"A gentleman's words. Remember what I said in the morning? People don't understand the past and the present——"
"They're just beasts!" Liu Xiaosi quickly answered.
Zhou Shi laughed and scolded: "Do you think you are stupid? Take it back and memorize it by heart, and follow your brother Agui to study hard. You will not be overwhelmed by your many skills."
Liu Xiaosi used to wonder why the shopkeeper wanted him and Agui to go to the pier to sell food together. Now he realized that the shopkeeper was training him, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
He has worked as a waiter in different restaurants for almost ten years since he was ten years old. He always did the most tiring work for the lowest salary. Who would be willing to teach him how to read?
In this era, illiteracy is an iron-clad wall that divides classes. The most poor people can do is ask someone to teach their children how to write their own names. If they are not literate, they can only make a living by doing hard work all their lives.
When Liu Xiaosi saw a literate accountant before, he could only feel envious because the big clerk's wages were twice as much as his own. He didn't expect that he would also have the opportunity to be literate!
"Thank you, shopkeeper!"
"Go and get busy. Hey, wait."
Zhou Shi seemed to have remembered something and stopped Xiaosi who had already stepped one foot across the door curtain.