It was afternoon in a blink of an eye, and the unconscious Li Yanran had been placed in Tongqing Temple.
Although Pei Wende was curious about how the old monk would treat her next, he did not stay in Tongqing Temple for this reason.
While it was still dark, Pei Wende rushed to Xinkang Town as quickly as possible and bought some herbs for treating typhoid fever at the pharmacy in Xinkang Town.
Thanks to the fact that medicine and martial arts have not been separated since ancient times, Pei Wende also learned some knowledge about herbal medicines and preparations while practicing martial arts with Zen Master Lingyou and Monk Huiji, so he was able to purchase medicinal materials accordingly.
Otherwise, Pei Wende would have to line up to see a doctor first.
Even so, by the time Pei Wende came out of the pharmacy, the sun had already set and the time had reached three or four o'clock in the afternoon.
According to Pei Wende's schedule, he had enough time to rush back to Tongqing Temple before dusk.
"If you think about it carefully, it seems that I haven't gone down the mountain for a long time!"
Since the food and daily life of Tongqing Temple was taken over by the "noble man", Pei Wende had no excuse to run down the mountain every two days.
On the one hand, this facilitated Pei Wende's practice, but on the other hand, it also made Pei Wende feel at a loss that he had not seen for a long time.
The seventeen-year-long living habit was suddenly broken. While Pei Wende was addicted to spiritual practice, he also developed a faint sense of things being right and people being different.
Unknowingly, I have lived in this world for seventeen years, and now I have fulfilled my wish and become a practitioner.
In a daze, Pei Wende even felt that his experience was so unreal, as if he was dreaming.
"I wonder how Gu Changfeng is doing? He should still be improving the design drawings I provided him, right?"
With such thoughts in mind, Pei Wende did not choose to go back to the mountain immediately, but turned around and walked towards Gu Changfeng's blacksmith shop.
It happened that the dog-legged knife and compound bow that Gu Changfeng had given him before were damaged, so he stopped by his place to replenish and upgrade the equipment this time.
After all, living in the mountains and wilderness all year round, it is impossible not to have a suitable weapon at hand for self-defense.
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The Gu family blacksmith shop in Xinkang Town.
Since Gu Changfeng returned from private school, the Gu family blacksmith shop has changed from its original apprenticeship-only hand-made model to a semi-streamlined production business model.
This allowed the Gu family's blacksmith shop to establish a huge reputation in a short period of time, and it was already considered a relatively famous blacksmith shop throughout the country.
After all, no one hates ironware that is of good quality and can be made quickly.
Especially in this quaint era, quality and speed mean everything.
However, as the source of all this, Gu Changfeng is not satisfied with his current business.
Because in this day and age, iron tools are not consumables.
Whether it is a plow, rake, hoe, pick, or sickle as a production tool.
Or kitchen knives, spatulas, planers, and scissors as daily necessities.
Even small items such as door knockers, bubble nails, and door inserts are semi-permanent items.
Unless it is really bad and cannot be used, people in this era rarely replace the ironware in their hands frequently.
In other words, the market near Xinkang Town is already saturated. No matter how Gu Changfeng strengthens productivity, it will be useless when demand remains unchanged.
It was only then that Gu Changfeng suddenly realized that his father had a long-term vision—Xinkang Town did not need the best blacksmith.
However, now that the matter has come to this, Gu Changfeng can only change his way of solving problems and start improving and inventing some more useful production tools, hoping to promote changes in productivity by then.
Of course, the above words are all Pei Wende’s words.
From Gu Changfeng's point of view, he was just interested in creating some novel things under his influence.
It would be even better if this thing could replace some of the original tools and greatly increase the income of the blacksmith shop.
Therefore, when Gu Changfeng heard that Pei Wende had come down the mountain again after a long absence, he immediately arranged for his youngest, who was at home on vacation, to find him.
"Hmm, so that's why you're hanging around here?"
Looking at the half-grown kid in front of him with a look of hatred, it was not the first time that Pei Wende saw the youngest son of the Gu family, but every time he saw him, he looked extremely big.
He was obviously about the same age as Zhang Chusheng, but the boy in front of him was far worse than the mature and precocious Zhang Chusheng in terms of personality and ability to cause trouble.
"Hey, aren't I looking for you?"
He stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head, never expecting that he would be caught by Pei Wende near the gambling house, so the youngest Gu had no choice but to explain.
"Do you think I will believe such lies?"
In fact, Pei Wende was just passing by the gambling house, but his extremely sharp senses after practicing practice made him notice the presence of Gu Lao next to him.
This is a very wonderful feeling, a change that Pei Wende would never feel when he was practicing alone in the mountains.
With a sense of smell like a hound and an intuition that combines the five senses, Pei Wende can identify his acquaintances in a crowded crowd at a glance, without even having to see them in person.
It was through this time that Pei Wende finally understood why practitioners are called "practitioners."
Because they are fundamentally different from humans.
Just like spirits to beasts, practitioners can also be said to be a new species that transcends the concept of "human beings" in a sense.
This is only the change that Pei Wende has initially experienced. There are more and more subtle changes that he has not yet experienced.
"Brother Pei, I was just confused for a moment. You must not tell my brother and my father about this!"
Seeing that there was no way to get through, the youngest Gu decisively begged for mercy. He did not dare to treat Pei Wende like others.
The reputations of Pei Daring and Pei Crazy are not fake. If they really want to threaten or fight, it is not certain who will suffer.
"You'd better talk to Gu Changfeng yourself about this!"
Not bothering to talk nonsense with a promiscuous gambler like Mr. Gu, Pei Wende stepped forward and grabbed the man's collar, and dragged him towards the Gu family's blacksmith shop.
Pei Wende's past two years have taught him that anyone in this world can be trusted, but the words of drug addicts and gamblers can never be trusted.
Especially for a young and promiscuous gambler like the youngest Gu who tells lies, if he continues to let it go, even if the Gu family's blacksmith shop is made of gold, it won't be able to withstand his consumption.
"Brother Pei! Brother Pei! I know I was wrong, please let me go!"
After trying hard to break away from Pei Wende's hand, the youngest Gu realized that he seemed to be in danger.
If my brother really finds out that he starts gambling again, he will definitely cut off his own hand first. Even if his father comes, he won't be able to dissuade him.
—Recommendation ticket—/—Monthly ticket—
