Luo Xing got up early, grinding beans, boiling pulp, and ordering tofu... After a set of processes, it was already bright and it was almost time for him to set up his stall.
He is the owner and only part-time worker of a tofu shop.
His daily job is to cook soy milk, sell soy milk, make tofu, and then sell tofu, day after day, year after year. He has been living this way for almost three years.
"Xiaoqi, today's milk is a bit too cooked?"
"Aunt Jiang, look what you said, the time I spend cooking the pulp is calculated by pinching the incense stick, no more than a minute, no less than a second. If you feel bad, why do you come to buy it every day?" p>
"I'm not taking care of your business..."
"Thank you!"
If it weren't for the sake of being the leader of the neighborhood, he would have attacked them a long time ago. This kind of middle-aged woman is not forgiving and loves to take advantage of others. Every time she buys her own tofu, she has to cut an extra half piece and pay the bill.
It doesn't matter if I find half a copper penny less.
Luo Xing's tofu is very popular, clean and tender, but he is lazy and unwilling to expand his business, and even makes a certain amount of tofu every day.
First come, first served, work will end when sold out.
If he does this business, he is afraid that if he saves for another ten years, he will not be able to find a wife.
Is Luo Xing lazy?
Of course not.
He is not from this world. In other words, this body is just the carrier of his past soul. He is from another world.
He is a time traveler.
At first, he thought it was a virtual game because the scenes were too realistic. Later, he realized that he had to eat when he was hungry, bleed when he was injured, and felt uncomfortable when he had a cold. Only then did he realize that this is a world of flesh and blood.<
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After opening the door, the tofu was sold out in less than an hour, so Luo Xing closed the door, carried the fishing rod and the fish basket and went out.
In this world, warriors are respected, and they are as strong as clouds. Those with high martial arts skills can even fly in the air, move mountains and fill seas, just like gods on land.
You are just an ordinary person. If you don’t know a few tricks, you may not even be able to look down on a dog when you walk on the road.
Luo Xing naturally yearns for such a world where warriors compete.
It's just that after traveling through these years, he is still an ordinary person. Of course, he also has another identity, the secret agent of the Nanya Government of the Great Zhou Dynasty, codenamed "Fox Seventeen".
Poor lurker.
The task given to him by his superiors was to monitor one person, Xirong's deputy envoy stationed in Luojing, Shang Chen.
"Fox Seventeen" was selected into the secret camp at the age of six. He left the camp at the age of sixteen and was sent to be an apprentice for one year. Then he was arranged to take over the identity of the family and continue to run the tofu shop.
The superiors asked him to monitor Shang Chen and report on this guy's daily life. There were no other specific instructions. Anyway, he would report every ten days and a half.
It doesn’t matter whether you have a written report or not, just submit it orally.
He seriously doubted whether the higher-ups had forgotten about him.
After all, he was also an excellent agent in his previous life and had his own code of conduct. For such tasks, he actually had his own judgment in his heart.
This kind of secret surveillance of enemy envoys is very common in national security work. It would not be surprising even if they were discovered. Everyone understands it tacitly.
However, the more he knew, the less beneficial it would be, especially for a little shrimp like him, so he regarded this work as a routine matter.
Maybe he was used to being lonely in his previous life, and he didn't have many friends in the three years since he came to this world. Although he has a good relationship with his neighbors, he doesn't usually communicate much.
Live a very pure and devoid of desires.
This boundary may be brought about by the high level of understanding brought by both parties. After all, except for the splendid martial arts civilization, nothing else in this world can compare to the Blue Star in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
This world is very big, and the well-known Blue Star world is much bigger. The Northern Zhou Dynasty where he is located borders on Xirong, Beimang, Southern Chu and other countries. In particular, it has a bad relationship with Xirong.
Ten years of fierce fighting, especially at the border and between the warriors of the two countries
However, the superiors actually sent him, a fledgling who had just left the camp, to monitor the deputy envoy of a country. Isn't this a bit of a joke?
No one can tell him the answer to this.
If Shang Chen is really engaged in espionage activities, once his existence is discovered, he will either be silenced directly, or he will be left to kill time and pretend not to know anything.
Shang Chen is not in Luojing today. He has gone to Lingzhou to meet the Xirong envoy. He has been gone for a long time and he is now at leisure.
By the Xiaoxi Lake, I chose a spot and put down the maza.
Eat.
This is Luo Xing's special bait to attract fish. He will get a lot of harvest every time, but he rarely takes back the fish he catches.
Because, they were all eaten directly by him.
Martial arts training consumes a lot of food. If there is no supply of high-quality protein, how can we build steel and iron bones?
It makes sense to be poor in literature and rich in martial arts.
Luo Xing has the ability to make a lot of money and make himself rich, but by doing so, he can't keep a low profile, so he might as well use this self-sufficient method.
Throwing the fish bladder down, there was soon movement. After a while, he had harvested seven or eight fish, each weighing at least two or three kilograms.
Just chop up a set of things, disembowel them, clean them, bake them, stew them, and in a short while, a rich lunch will be ready.
I finished all the grilled fish in a hurry, and not a drop of fish soup was left.
I packed up my things and left, came to a dense forest valley, and started my daily practice these days.
Luo Xing learned very little martial arts. In the secret camp, he had to learn a set of "Tunna" mental techniques, half of his body and hair, and one of his sword skills.
The law should not be passed lightly.
People who practice martial arts attach great importance to "kung fu" and would not easily teach it to outsiders. Even if they are apprentices, most of the time they will hold back when teaching them.
His martial arts skills are of average quality, but his understanding is good, otherwise he would not have been selected by Nanya's secret camp to become a secret agent of Nanya.
He chose to practice martial arts in this dense forest valley outside the city. Firstly, there is a lot of space here, which makes it easier for him to move around and practice his body skills. Secondly, it is also to keep it clean so that he will not be seen by outsiders and will not be disturbed by others.<
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The only drawback is that there are many snakes, insects, rats and ants.
Practicing martial arts is hard work, especially for someone like him who is not very good at it. He may not be able to equal one point even if he works ten times as hard, but hard work can make up for his weakness. If you don't work hard, you will fall behind one step at a time. p>
His current burst of power in both arms should be around 800, reaching the standard of a fifth-grade warrior.
Looking at the three-inch deep fist pit on the old tree, Luo Xing couldn't help but sigh. His cultivation had been stagnant for three months.
He has not made any progress in three months. This means that he is either unable to practice properly or there is something wrong with his practice. He is also at a loss as to what the problem is.
Maybe haste makes waste.
Sighed and went back.
If you don't go back, you won't be able to see the way back. Moreover, there are many ferocious beasts in the mountains. At night, when they come out to look for food, any one of them can make an ordinary warrior drink hatred on the spot. Once they encounter it, it will be really dangerous.
Also, once the city gate is closed, you can’t go back to the city, and you won’t be able to do business the next day.
Counting the days, it’s time for Shang Chen to return to Luojing.
If you want to travel the world, you must first gain strength and freedom.
Hey, when you are in the temple, you can’t help yourself.
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