Chapter 4 Gentleman (please collect)

Author: Sister Huangxing is here

Chapter 4 Gentleman (please collect)

"Red Ganoderma lucidum, I hope you won't disappoint me!"

Su Heng picked up the soup pot and drank the thick black concoction in one gulp.

The Immortal Food talent comes into play.

The soup was quickly absorbed by the body as soon as it entered the stomach. There was a slight sweat on Su Heng's forehead and his face was a little red.

"Compared with yesterday's century-old ginseng, the medicinal power of red ganoderma is still much inferior."

Su Heng silently concluded.

However, even so, the medicinal power of red reishi is amazing, and it can be said to have immediate effects.

Su Heng did not hesitate and started to perform a set of health-preserving punches.

"Hold Kunlun with both hands, and sound the heavenly drum on the left and right.

The slightest movement shakes the pillars of heaven, and the red dragon muddies the water."

The movements in his hands were slow, but had a lightness to them, like a dancing white crane.

Since ancient times, medicine and martial arts have not been separated.

This health-preserving boxing was also passed down from Su Heng's father.

Health-preserving boxing is not a real martial arts, but the movements are similar to the radio gymnastics Su Heng had seen in his previous life.

However, it does have some effects on strengthening the body and prolonging life.

Having said that, if your physical fitness is not good enough, you will not be able to collect medicines in harsh environments such as dense mountain forests and steep cliffs.

Half an hour later.

The movements in Su Heng's hands gradually stopped.

At this time, the thin clothes on his body were completely soaked with hot sweat.

The linen short shirt sticks to the young man's body, and the iron-hard muscle lines can be vaguely seen.

"The talent of Food Immortal is indeed extraordinary. In just two days, I can already feel that my physical fitness has improved significantly."

Su Heng patrolled the cave for a week.

I found a large stone lying flat in the corner, used as a stool.

The big stone was half a person tall and weighed almost two hundred kilograms. Su Heng grabbed the protrusions on both sides of the big stone and suddenly exerted force on his waist. He easily picked up the two hundred kilograms big stone.

Bang!

Leave the stone still on the ground.

Su Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and thought: "My strength now is no less than that of an ordinary adult, but it's still not enough to kill Xu Biao."

"Wait for another two days, after the first talent is lit, and then look for an opportunity to start."

A wise gentleman takes revenge, and it is never too late in ten years.

But Su Heng is not a gentleman.

Thinking that Xu Biao was still alive in the world, Su Heng felt like a light on his back and felt uncomfortable all over.

"It's getting late. My sister will be worried if I come back too late. I have to hurry back..."

…

Return to Deling County.

Su Heng did not return home directly.

Instead, he carried a backpack and turned left and right all the way until he came to a relatively clean and tidy street.

At the entrance of the street, two men holding long knives like iron towers were guarding the place. Pedestrians carrying daggers on their backs were coming and going, and the noise was like the ocean tide, making it look very lively.

This is the market here.

It was built by the Qingcheng Gang among the "Two Gangs and Three Gangs".

The two gangs are the Ou family and the merchants, and the three gangs are the Qingcheng Gang, the Bloody Clothes Gang, and the Faxing Gang.

"Set up a stall and pay two big bucks for the venue fee."

After explaining his purpose, the leading man checked the herbs in Su Heng's backpack and said.

Su Heng took out two copper coins from his trouser pocket and handed them to the man in black in front of him.

The big man in black thrust a shabby wooden plaque with the word "Xuan Jiu" engraved on it into Su Heng's hand.

Su Heng found a place.

He took out a piece of cloth and spread it flat on the ground.

Then place the medicinal materials in the basket one by one on the curtain.

After setting up the medicinal materials, not long after, a middle-aged man in brocade clothes who looked like a steward walked up to Su Heng.

"How do you sell this Huang Jing?"

"Sir, five copper coins per plant, they are all top grade." Su Heng replied honestly.

"Potati, black tea, polyporus... I want all these herbs." Manager Jinyi waved his hand and said to Su Heng.

The accompanying servant threw down a bunch of copper coins, picked up all the medicinal materials on the curtain, packed them, and left quickly with the steward, leaving Su Heng in a daze.

"In the past, although there was no need to worry about selling medicinal materials, it was not as exaggerated as it is today..."

Su Heng thought to himself: "If we need a lot of medicinal herbs, it's either a war or a plague. Either way, it's very bad."

"And, the greater probability is both."

Su Heng sighed.

Although life in the city was passable, all kinds of details always gave Su Heng the feeling that a storm was about to come.

"We must seize the time to improve ourselves. Only by mastering force can we survive in troubled times!"

Su Heng made up his mind.

Almost all the money has been accumulated.

After killing Xu Biao, he set off to practice martial arts in the temple.

He counted the copper coins left by Manager Jinyi. There were a total of one hundred and twenty copper coins, which was approximately equivalent to one tael of silver. It was considered a huge sum of money for Su Heng.

It's ironic to say the least.

This market was obviously organized by gangs.

However, the people in the Qingcheng Gang are more disciplined than the government. They are not allowed to fight in the market, nor are they allowed to buy or sell by force, and there will be no gangs robbing goods or money.

Therefore, even though troubled times are approaching, prices are soaring.

The market built by the Qingcheng Gang was still busy with people coming and going.

Got money.

Su Heng thought for a moment and bought some nutritious food such as bean paste, eggs, sorghum noodles, etc. from a nearby shop.

Because he had to save money to practice martial arts, Su Heng didn't buy too much.

Just to improve your life.

…

Wait for Su Heng to leave the market.

It's getting late, and there are fewer pedestrians on the road.

Su Heng remembered what his sister had said to him last night, and he didn't dare to stay outside for a long time, so he lowered his head and hurried back.

When passing by my alley.

Su Heng heard a weak cough.

He looked up and saw Sister Wang from the neighbor's house next door, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, standing in the corner and panting with pain on her face.

"Xiao Heng, stay away."

A thin palm rested on Su Heng's shoulder.

A little old man wearing a shabby mandarin jacket appeared next to Su Heng and explained with an ugly face: "There is a plague in the city. For some reason, the Wang family girl has been coughing for the past few days. You have to be careful."

"I see."

Su Heng immediately thought of Manager Jinyi's purchase of medicinal materials.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhu." Su Heng looked serious and thanked the little old man next to him seriously.

This little old man's name is Zhu Wusan, and he is the eldest child of Su Heng's father. He also has a son named Zhu Xiaowu, and he has a very good relationship with Su Heng.

After saying goodbye to the little old man.

Su Heng bypassed Sister Wang who was coughing constantly, opened the door and returned home.

In a dark room.

Su Ping was washing clothes vigorously.

After seeing Su Heng, Su Ping stopped what he was doing and wiped his hands with the towel hanging on the rope. There was a shy smile on his rosy face: "Xiao Heng, let me show you this."
Chapter completed!