As the martial arts competition approaches, the people of Yinren Village are also involved in preparations for this prosperous event in the village.
The drug store in the north of the village posted a notice recruiting temporary workers to rush to make a new batch of Jinchuang Medicine; several businesses in the village also purchased many medicinal materials from surrounding villages, or went to the arsenal in Luoye City to purchase inner armor. The owners of several large restaurants in the village even joined forces to open a market and invited several storytellers from neighboring villages, presumably to cater to the people's wishes and gain some benefits from it.
Yi Xifeng's wine shop has been doing more business than usual during this period. Now the whole Yinren Village knows that Mr. Wang's medical clinic and blacksmith shop sell this "pure heart wine".
Ordinary people may have only heard about this kind of wine. After all, no matter how good the wine is, twenty cents a bottle is still very luxurious; but for the strong men and guards in the village, it is very popular.
Yi Xifeng has never paid much attention to this matter since he handed over the business of making and selling wine to brothers Zhao Xiaoguang and Zhao Daguang three years ago. However, after three years of development, "Qingxin Wine" has indeed become a must-have among the young men and guards of Yinren Village.
"Going to the Presbyterian Church for night patrol tonight? Well, I have to buy a bottle of pure wine. I don't want to be caught by the captain taking a nap."
"What? I haven't been able to practice well recently? Let's go for a walk, have a drink together, have a pot of Qingxin wine, and practice again tomorrow!"
"Today's actual sparring, whoever loses will be treated to a refreshing drink!"
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In just three years, "Qingxin Wine" earned Yi Xifeng a full 3,700 taels of silver. For ordinary people, this may be money that they will never earn in a few lifetimes.
Of course, the fair boy's training in the past three years has also cost a lot of money. Compared with the commercial value of Qingxin Wine, Suxin Wine is the core of Yi Xifeng's medicinal wine cultivation plan.
Li Chengtao would provide him with a red fruit every month. If only the two of them drank the Suxin wine, this red fruit would be barely enough. But later Li Chengqian, Lin Rufa, Lin Fenghuo, and Lin Hengshan also learned about the existence of Suxin Wine, so it was not a problem that a Zhuguo could solve.
So since last year, in addition to the red fruit provided by Li Chengtao, Yi Xifeng would entrust Mr. Wang to buy another red fruit from Luoye City every month. The cost of this item is one thousand five hundred taels per year.
In order to practice, Yi Xifeng bought two fist-sized pieces of Sanqian Iron from Lin Rufa and made them into twelve finger-thick iron ingots. Each little finger-sized piece of Sanqian Iron was worth one hundred taels of silver.
This was because Yi Xifeng had followed Lin Rufa since he was a child. Lin Rufa confiscated the money at first, but later Yi Xifeng forced it on him.
Because Yi Xifeng knew very well that he should not underestimate these three thousand pieces of iron as thick as a finger. If it were auctioned in Luoye City, even a thousand taels of silver would be priceless, let alone a hundred taels of silver.
After such careful calculation, Yi Xifeng only had more than 900 taels left on hand.
At this time, Yi Xifeng was silently practicing jumping training. Compared with ordinary basic jumping, Yi Xifeng increased the weight.
This kind of training is still of great significance to Yi Xifeng now. Because in a few months, he will be nine years old, and his body is in a stage of rapid development. Through high-intensity basic training, he can pave the way for the young man's future martial arts career.
Yi Xifeng finished the jumping training and put the stone lock on his shoulder back into the equipment arsenal. Then he took out the iron chain vest, put in six pieces of three thousand iron, locked the arsenal, and ran to the west towards the Chunfeng River.
During training this morning, Li Chengqian came to him and asked him to gather at the Chunfeng River in the west of the village in the afternoon.
As Yi Xifeng ran westward, he thought about what Coach Cheng Qian might want to do with him.
The young man did not run very fast, and was even slightly slower than the average martial arts practitioner. It was not because Yi Xifeng was jogging intentionally, but because he was carrying six three-thousand-iron weights, weighing a full three hundred kilograms!
If he were to hit an ordinary person while running with this kind of weight, he would probably suffer broken bones and tendons.
Therefore, except when training, Yi Xifeng usually does not move at high speed, not only for his own sake, but also for others.
Not long after, when you turn off the official road in the village, you will see a gravel field. These gravels are all round pebbles. Presumably, the Chunfeng River will rush here during the flood season.
Further west on the gravel field, you can see a large and fast river, which is the Chunfeng River.
The Chunfeng River enters the flood season every spring and flows like a spring breeze across the entire Luoye County. This is where the name Spring Breeze comes from. It is now one month before the beginning of spring, and the water in the Chunfeng River has become much more powerful.
At this time, there were five people standing by the river. Li Chengqian was not among them, but Lin Fenghuo was present.
When the swarthy boy saw Yi Xifeng arriving, he winked at him. The fair boy naturally understood what he meant and walked slowly to him.
But before he could stand still, a figure suddenly emerged from the river beside him and jumped from the water to the shore.
Yi Xifeng had just arrived at the shore. He didn't know there was anyone in the water before. He was really frightened by this person. He instinctively pulled out the wooden sword from his back to prevent any accident.
The figure was still in the air, and when he saw Yi Xifeng drawing his sword to fight the enemy, he couldn't help but let out a sigh. He threw something in his hand at the fair boy and said with a smile: "Help me bake it!"
The sword-drawing stance that Yi Xifeng used just now is a stance that Yi Xifeng has been honing since he practiced swordsmanship. He drew his sword to defend against the enemy purely by instinct.
But when the young man discovered that Lin Fenghuo still looked unsuspecting next to him, he knew that the person in the water must be someone the swarthy young man knew, so he stopped fighting.
Suddenly, he heard a man in the water shout and throw an object at him. Yi Xifeng could see the object clearly at a glance, and couldn't help but reveal a shy smile on his lips.
He didn't use the wooden sword to block or slash, he just stabbed diagonally from bottom to top.
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The man in the water had landed on the shore. He was shirtless and his upper clothes were casually tied around his waist. His eyes were full of curiosity when he looked at Yi Xifeng.
The fair boy was holding the wooden sword straight, and there was a fish skewered on the blade in the middle of the wooden sword. The sword just entered from the fish's mouth and came out from the fish's tail, skewering the fish exactly.
"Haha, you're pretty good at this. Who are you? What's your name? I roasted it for you, and I'll get a reward!" The shirtless boy came over with a smile, and wanted to reach out and pat Yi Xifeng's shoulder, but was stopped by him. Yi Xifeng ducked sideways.
Yi Xifeng turned to look at the shirtless boy and found that the boy had clear eyes. As for his arrogant words and deeds, that might be his own personality. So Yi Xifeng answered: "Bake it directly? What to do with the fish scales?"
The shirtless boy didn't expect Yi Xifeng to agree so easily. He originally wanted to annoy him and take the opportunity to have a fight and get acquainted.
The young man thought to himself: Could it be that this little brother's family conditions are not good, so he agreed after hearing my promise? Why are you so spineless? Forget it, give him more money later, or simply introduce him to be my bodyguard.
Seeing that the young man didn't answer, Yi Xifeng still smiled and said: "I will solve the fish scales, and the fish will be half for each person."
After saying that, Yi Xifeng lifted Yu Ping in front of the young man and attached a wisp of sword energy to the wooden sword. The fish's body seemed to have been scraped by countless invisible blades, and its scales were splashed everywhere. Naturally, the shirtless boy was splashed all over.
However, he did not get angry. Instead, he stared at the other person as if he had discovered a new world and said, "This move is even more powerful! My name is Qi Chengcheng, and I can get half of the fish per person. I want the fish head, please agree first!"
