"Old man, is this the red fruit?" Yi Xifeng asked doubtfully, looking at the red fruit as big as a plum in his palm.
"Twenty-three-year-old red fruit, of high quality. It was brought back from the depths of the deciduous forest by a mountain patrol team a few days ago. He offered this fruit on consignment and offered a price of one hundred taels."
Although Mr. Wang told him the price before taking out the Zhu Guo, after seeing the actual object, Yi Xifeng suddenly felt that strength was indeed the primary productive force.
He was busy from researching prescriptions, to buying wine and brewing, to promoting and selling, and only made fifty taels in half a month. When people go out for a walk in the mountains, the little money they get back is much more than what they earn through their own efforts.
Wang Langzhong saw that Yi Xifeng was quite depressed and comforted him: "Twenty-year-old red fruit is also sold in drug stores in Luoye City, but it is not as good as this fruit in terms of quality. It is only medium-sized and costs sixty pieces of silver. This one sells One hundred taels is not expensive."
Yi Xifeng naturally understood that Wang Langzhong had not lied to him. For ordinary villagers, a family of three only had fifty taels of living expenses per day, and sixty taels could cover the living expenses of a family of three for half a year.
But for those who pursue martial arts, this is just a trivial consumption on the way to practice.
But he was short of money now. He only had the fifty taels of silver in his arms. If he wanted to collect a hundred taels, he would have to wait seven days for the Qingxin wine to be ready and sell it.
As a result, his plan to cultivate medicinal wine will be postponed for another half month.
"Kid, what do you want with this Zhu Guo?" When Yi Xifeng was struggling, a soft shout suddenly came from behind him, which really startled Yi Xifeng.
Although Yi Xifeng was focused on weighing Zhu Guo just now, the vigilance he had cultivated over a long period of time never relaxed.
You can tell from the voice that the man who asked him is not very old, but his Qi condensation skills are really good.
Yi Xifeng slowly turned around, and when he saw the clothes of the man in front of him clearly, a light flashed through his eyes.
Yi Xifeng arched her beautiful eyebrows and smiled shyly: "Make medicinal wine and sell it!"
"Oh? Could it be that the kid selling wine in the blacksmith is you? Interesting, interesting!" The man in front of him laughed softly.
The man in front of him was wearing a light white jumpsuit with a hood, and he did not put the hood on. He was about 1.78 meters tall.
He continued to look at Yi Xifeng and asked, "How much medicinal wine can this red fruit make?"
"If you distribute it properly, you can get two large jars of medicinal wine." Yi Xifeng replied obediently.
"I heard that your medicinal wine sells for twenty cents per catty. For these two big jars, one thousand catties of medicinal wine is worth two hundred taels."
The man thought for a moment and continued: "In this way, I won't take advantage of you. You can use this Zhu Guo to make wine, but you have to give me a piece of Zhu Guo each time, which is equivalent to Zhu Guo money. I will drink it every month on the fifth day of the lunar month. What do you think about getting you a red fruit plant?"
Yi Xifeng thought: This Qingxin wine only requires a reasonable proportion of the three medicinal herbs, but you can trade one bottle of Qingxin wine for a long-term supplier of red fruits, which is a good deal no matter how you calculate it! Yi Xifeng agreed.
Seven days after the two met, they met at the edge of the deciduous forest in the north of the village.
In the evening of that day, Yi Xifeng pounded the red fruit into paste and mixed it into two large bottles of strong wine. He also mixed the ratio of: 30% Qingxin grass, 30% Xingshen flower, 30% Soul-nourishing leaf, half of Qingxin wine, and half of Zhu fruit. , making Suxin wine for the first time.
Since this was the first time I brewed Suxin Liquor, I borrowed the half-percent Qingxin Liquor as a starter. When brewing Suxin Liquor later, I can use real Suxin Liquor as a starter. I believe that the Suxin Liquor will become stronger and stronger in the future. The more brewed, the better.
In the next few days, Yi Xifeng and Lin Fenghuo conducted basic training on running, jumping, and standing in the morning during the day, and conducted fighting and shooting training in the afternoon.
Fighting training is generally aimed at teenagers between the ages of seven and ten to hone their defense, parry and attack counterattack abilities.
As the name suggests: fighting is close combat, but this kind of fighting is different from the traditional mutual fighting. To put it simply, it is one-sided beating.
As the chief instructor of martial arts training, Li Chengqian personally supervised this training. He once said:
"For you, fighting each other is too advanced, because you don't know how to fight yet. So you have to learn to be beaten first, and when you don't get beaten anymore, then think about how to beat others and how to fight each other."
Therefore, fighting training has become the most painful training item in martial arts.
But for Yi Xifeng, it was a little easier.
The meridians of the fair boy's whole body are opened, and he can use his inner strength to protect his whole body faster than others, and his defense power is also much stronger.
And Jiuqi Yujin is also a very good recovery method, giving Yi Xifeng amazing endurance.
Even if he is knocked down time and time again by Li Chengqian, he will still jump up from the ground vigorously and continue fighting.
Yi Xifeng's excellent continuous fighting ability and his fighting style of fighting the enemy head-on regardless of the cost gave Yi Xifeng his own nickname among his peers - Madman.
Six days passed by in the blink of an eye, and on the seventh day, at the place where they agreed to meet, Yi Xifeng had arrived half an hour earlier.
There was a wine gourd hanging on the young man's waist. Yi Xifeng had grown a lot taller in the past six months, about one meter and two meters, but his increasingly fair and fair face showed a lot of perseverance and energy that he had never seen in his previous life.
Yi Xifeng looked at the sun and calculated that the time was almost up. He reached out and touched the wine gourd on his waist, and inadvertently showed a smile.
Although it was the first time to prepare Suxin wine, it was an unexpected success. The emerald green liquid was extremely refreshing, with a sweet taste and a fragrant aftertaste.
Suddenly, a cold light flashed before his eyes, and a flying knife appeared on a tree trunk three feet behind him.
This is a silver throwing knife no more than three inches long. The blade is two inches long and the handle is one inch. There is a circular collar on the handle that can be put on the finger.
Thinking about it, the cold light that was stunningly glimpsed just now was caused by this flying knife. Less than five feet away from Yi Xifeng, the sword blade penetrated the wood without making a sound. This precise control made Yi Xifeng speechless.
Just as Yi Xifeng was recalling the amazing sight he had just seen, at some point, a person appeared on the dagger.
This man had one foot on the hilt of the sword, one foot in the air, one hand behind his back, and the other hand supporting the tree trunk. He was the person he met in the pharmacy that day.
Yi Xifeng was surprised by the speed of the other party's movement, blinked and said: "Senior, you really keep your word, I have been waiting here for a long time."
The man jumped down from the tree and landed right next to Yi Xifeng. He looked at the wine gourd on Yi Xifeng's waist and spread his hands towards him.
Yi Xifeng wisely put the jug into the man's hand. The man opened the cork and exclaimed before he drank: "What a fragrant wine!"
Then without saying a word, he raised his head and poured the emerald green wine into his mouth.
The man had a very good capacity for drinking. Although the gourd was not big, it could still hold two kilograms of liquor. After drinking it in one go, the man's face only turned slightly red, and he returned to normal after a while.
He looked down at the gourd in his hand and then at the boy beside him. The quality of this wine was even better than the Qingxin wine he drank before!
Appreciation gradually appeared in the visitor's eyes, and he asked, "What's your name?"
"Yi Xifeng." The fair boy replied obediently.
"Did you brew this wine yourself?" Although the man already knew the answer, he still wanted to get an accurate answer.
Yi Xifeng nodded slightly.
Seeing Yi Xifeng admit it, the man smiled and threw the gourd to him.
"From now on, I will provide you with red fruits and you will make wine. The wine you make will be equal to or equal to that of you." After the man finished speaking, he paused and looked into Yi Xifeng's eyes.
Seeing that Yi Xifeng was not angry because of his overbearing request, he said slightly surprised, "Do you think it's unfair that I monopolize your things for no reason?"
Yi Xifeng smiled shyly and said: "There is nothing wrong with me, senior. My strength is far superior to mine. Even if everything goes to my senior, there is nothing I can do about it. If there is no other way, why should I look for trouble?"
"If you have no other choice, why bother yourself..." the man murmured and repeated.
After a brief silence, the man slowly said: "You are very good! I will not take advantage of you in vain. This wine is of great use to me. I can agree to your request or do something for you."
Yi Xifeng asked: "Anything?"
The man laughed and said: "Of course not, it's just that it can't violate the moral principles of the world, and I can do it."
Yi Xifeng said with a smile: "I want to become your teacher."
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The man's smile just now was still on his face, but now he looked a little embarrassed.
"No. My technique is not original to me. It is taught by my master. You are not allowed to accept disciples without your master's permission." The man said sarcastically.
"Oh, can you tell me who the senior master is and where he is? I will go and worship him as my master, or get him to agree to worship you as my master." Yi Xifeng said.
The man looked a little apologetic and said: "Master does not allow me to reveal his name and location, and this is not allowed."
Seeing that the young man was a little apologetic, Yi Xifeng thought to himself: It seems that this man must have thought that it was fair to exchange Qingxin wine for Zhuguo before, but this request for Qingxin wine is unfair. This person has a cold face and a warm heart. If you use the provocation method, you may be able to achieve success.
Yi Xifeng pretended to think deeply again. After thinking for a while, he looked up at the man and then at the sky.
Just when the man couldn't bear this kind of gaze, Yi Xifeng sighed: "Senior, my master also told me what should not be done. Senior, let's talk about it together, so that I can think about it carefully."
Hearing these words, the man's face suddenly turned red, even redder than when he drank a bottle of wine just now.
Seeing that the man was about to speak, Yi Xifeng said first, "Since senior is in trouble, this matter..." Yi Xifeng did not continue because he found that the young man closed his eyes gently.
When the other person opened his eyes, the man's eyes were calm.
"That's all, I can teach you a set of my own kung fu. Besides, I can't tell you the name of my master, but I can tell you my name. My name is Li Chengtao!"
