In addition to being of normal height, Wu Dong was also pleasantly surprised to find that his strength and endurance far exceeded those of ordinary people.
Now he can run for dozens of miles without being out of breath, and he can do 1,000 push-ups without feeling tired at all.
Wu Dong asked his father, Old Man Wu, and learned that Old Man Wu was like this when he was young. It seems that this is all hereditary.
The genetics of this family were excellent, so it was no wonder that Wu Song eventually became a famous hero, with great martial arts skills and immense strength, capable of killing tigers with his bare hands.
"No one taught me martial arts. It's a pity that I have such a good body." Wu Dong said with some regret.
And on this day, Wu Dong and old man Wu received a letter from Wu Song. In addition to saying hello to his family, Wu Song also sent Wu Dong a set of boxing records.
The boxing manual has no name, but I think it should be the martial arts directly passed down from the Shaolin Temple.
Wu Dong was overjoyed. He was really dozing off and someone gave him a pillow. He was regretting that he couldn't learn martial arts, so his good brother gave him the boxing manual.
"Dalang, learning martial arts is not a good thing. The reason why I asked your brother to follow that monk was because the family had no food and could not afford to support you two brothers, so I had to send him to the temple. But you can't learn from your brother.
"It's better not to learn this martial arts." Old Man Wu taught Wu Dongdao.
"Dad, you have such evil thoughts. It is also a good thing to learn martial arts and keep fit. I am not fighting with others." Wu Dong shook his head.
Old Man Wu had a soft temper and tried to persuade his son, but his son refused to listen, so he stopped trying to persuade him and could only let his son learn martial arts.
There are only ten moves in the nameless boxing manual, but each move has an explanation of thousands of words. Fortunately, it is a martial artist's boxing manual, all of which are written in vernacular, so Wu Dong can still understand the meaning.
Wu Dong discovered that he was also very talented in martial arts. In just half a year, this boxing method had become so powerful that he usually competed with young people in the village. Even a dozen young people combined were no match for him.
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"Can I be considered a good man now?" Wu Dong thought to himself.
In the spring of this year, there was not even a drop of rain from the sky. There was a severe drought in Qinghe County, and many crops were burned to death.
The good times of the year seemed to be declining, and Wu Dong and Old Man Wu were struggling to live without a meal.
"Dalang, I thought about it, I can't stay in the village anymore. We still have food now, but after a while, the food will be gone. We can only eat bark, grass, roots and Guanyin soil. We might as well go to the city and make some
Small business." That day, Old Man Wu said.
"What business?" Wu Dong asked.
"When I was young, I used to buy cooking cakes, and this craft is still there. We might as well go to Qinghe County to sell cooking cakes, and you can also learn this craft from me. What do you think?" said Old Man Wu.
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"Okay. After coming here for so many years, I have long wanted to visit the city." Wu Dong said.
"What do you mean you have been here for so many years?" Old Man Wu asked in confusion.
"I mean it's been so many years since I came to this world." Wu Song laughed loudly. Naturally, he couldn't tell him about time travel.
After leaving the village, the father and son headed toward Qinghe County, carrying poles on their backs.
There are farmlands everywhere along the way, but all the farmland is extremely dry. This year's farmers' harvest may be less than half of previous years, and many people may starve to death. Even now, dead bodies can be seen on the road from time to time.
Very penetrating.
This was the first time Wu Dong saw such a scene, and he felt a little miserable.
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The two of them set out in the morning before dawn, and did not arrive at Qinghe County until dark and entered the city.
The so-called "cities" in this era were very simple, but they were much more prosperous than the rural areas where Wu Dong lived before. There were lights even late at night, and people were doing business.
Old Man Wu used all his savings to rent a house, and Old Man Wu and Wu Dong stayed there that night.
The next day, Old Man Wu started the cake business.
Old Man Wu's cooking cakes are quite good, fragrant and sweet. This is the first time in Wu Dong's life that he has tasted such good cooking cakes.
It's a pity that even such a good cake only costs two cents.
The money I earn every day is barely enough to survive.
Wu Dong thought that there was no way to continue like this. After all, he was a time traveler and had to find a way to change his life.
But without capital and no other means of making a living, it is really difficult to make money.
You must know that Wu Dong learned computer programming in his previous life. Such skills were of no use in the Song Dynasty. In this era, there were no computers for him to fiddle with.
On this day, I sold cooking cakes for another day and ran on the street for another day.
Finally, all the cooking cakes were sold, and Wu Dong returned home when it was dark.
As soon as he got home, Wu Dong smelled the aroma of meat and saw that Old Man Wu had made a plate of fatty pork with a bowl of lard next to it.
"Dalang, you are growing tall, so my father bought some meat today so that you can have a good meal." Old Man Wu said with a smile.
"Hmm, it's so delicious." Wu Dong had already grabbed a piece of pork and put it in his mouth, closing his eyes to feel the fatness of the pork.
I haven’t eaten meat for nearly two months, and it tastes so good.
After eating this piece of meat, Wu Dong was about to continue "getting started" when suddenly Wu Dong took a look at the lard next to him and stayed there for a while.
"Da Lang, what's wrong?" Old Man Wu asked a little strangely.
"Hahahaha..." Wu Dong suddenly laughed.
"Da Lang?" Old Man Wu was startled.
"Dad, I have a way to make money." Wu Dong laughed.
"What method?" Old Man Wu asked.
"Look at me." Wu Dong laughed.
Wu Dong actually turned on the fire, then picked up the bowl of lard and poured it into the pot. When the lard boiled, Wu Dong suddenly grabbed a handful of plant ash from the ground and threw it into the lard.
"You prodigal son, what are you doing?" Old Man Wu was still looking at him strangely, but now he couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly stopped him.
"Dad, this is how I make money." Wu Dong laughed.
He blocked Old Man Wu. He was now nearly 1.8 meters tall and had practiced martial arts again. He blocked Old Man Wu easily.
"Damn it, Mr. Do you know how much this bowl of lard costs? It's a full 30 yuan! Why are you so prodigal?" Old Man Wu jumped anxiously.
But no matter how anxious, angry or cursing Old Man Wu was, Wu Dong would not let him pass.
After the lard and plant ash mixture in the pot slowly cooled, a faint fragrance came out of the pot, and it was no longer the greasy smell of lard.
"Haha, the soap is finally made. Let me try the effect of this soap first." Wu Dong said with a smile.
Things have become like this, and old man Wu has no choice but to whisper the word "prodigal" in a low voice, but he is also curious about why Wu Dong did this.
Over the years, Old Man Wu has discovered that his son is very smart, much smarter than his peers and even adults. He should not do boring things that waste things.
Wu Dong took a basin of water, then picked up a piece of pork and wiped it on his hands. After a while, his hands became greasy.
Then Wu Dong dug out a piece of "soap" from the pot and began to wash it.
My hands were full of foam. After a while, I washed the foam off and my hands became extremely clean. For the first time since my rebirth, I felt extremely refreshed.
"Dalang... what is this?" Old Man Wu asked curiously.
"Dad, you should try it too." Wu Dong said with a smile.
At that moment, Old Man Wu also washed his hands with this piece of "soap", and sure enough, all the greasiness and dirt on his hands were washed away.
"Although this thing is good, it wastes so much lard and is of no great use. It's really not worth it." Old Man Wu shook his head.
"Who says it's not worth it? This thing can be sold for a good price." Wu Dong laughed.
Old man Wu didn't believe anything he said.
Wu Dong didn't say much to him, and started to promote his "soap" when selling cooking cakes the next day. First, he gave it away for free, and then gave away a small piece for every cooking cake he bought.
As a result, several rich slaves came to Wu Dong that afternoon and asked to buy more "soap".
"One piece is 100 yuan, no negotiation." Wu Dong said.
Ten pieces of soap were sold for 1,000 yuan, a whole lot of money.
This time Old Man Wu was completely stunned.
From this day on, Wu Dong and Old Man Wu no longer made cakes, but specialized in soap business.
This business is getting bigger and bigger, and in just one year, I have accumulated tens of thousands of dollars.
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"Dalang, you are now 16 years old, and our family now has some property. It's time to find a marriage for you." Old man Tianwu said.
In ancient times, 16 years old was the age to get married. But Mr. Wu made more money this year and was in a good mood, so he began to worry about his son's marriage.
"Wait a minute, this money is not for finding a wife." Wu Dalang said.
"What is that for?" Old Man Wu asked strangely.
"What to do? Of course, do what needs to be done... There was a severe drought in Qinghe last year, and countless people died of starvation. This year's situation is not very good either. Many people in the village have no crops to eat. It's time to help them."
Wu Dongdao.
"I... I didn't expect that my son would have such a kind heart. Whatever, I'll leave it up to you." Old Man Wu said.
So most of the Wanguan family property was used to buy grain to assist the villagers.
For Wu Dong, rebirth is like a dream. He does not want to live a mediocre life like his last life. In this life, he wants to do something big. In addition to making money to satisfy his personal needs, he also wants to benefit others.
In the following years, Wu Dong's soap business grew bigger and bigger. Wu Dong built a large village in the countryside, known as "Wujiazhuang". Old man Wu is now also known as Wu Taigong.
Over the years, Wu Dong continued to spread his wealth. In addition to helping his neighbors, he also made friends with heroes all over the world. As long as he passed through Qinghe County and had a famous figure in the world, he would make friends. Some people had no money.
Before leaving, Wu Dong would also give him some money.
As long as someone needs help, Wu Dong will try his best to help.
Gradually, Wu Dong gained a great reputation in Qinghe County and even the entire Shandong Province, and was known as "Shandong's timely rain, Qinghe Wu Dalang".
Note: Qinghe belonged to Shandong in the Song Dynasty.