I met my brother in the evening. I stumbled and answered some of my own opinions, and then showed my brother the book with crooked writing.
Yinfeng took out the book Cheng Yun copied before and returned it to him, corrected the typos and wrote some of his own thoughts.
Cheng Yun opened it and saw that the words were a little tighter than before.
"Is the light broken?" Yinfeng remained silent, and Chengyun was not in a hurry, holding half of the elbow and eating slowly.
Yinfeng exhaled, "I don't know if I should tell you, but I believe you."
Cheng Yun pushed the cold elbow over and ate it while it was still hot.
Hidden Wind took a big bite and said, "The lamp and some nice things were stolen."
"Sir, don't you care?"
"The gentleman in the academy said there is no evidence and he can't find out who stole it."
"Do you know who it is?"
"Know."
"But isn't that the Saint's Academy?"
Yinfeng shook his head, "There are also people in the Sage Academy who are not considered scholars, and there are also saints among the saints who are not considered saints."
Cheng Yun thought thoughtfully, "Just like some monsters don't hurt people, and some monsters will hurt people even if they're full?"
"A truth."
"Why steal?"
Yinfeng held his chin, "The person who stole things is not short of money, but his father is the head of the household department. He works under Lin Ziwen, the father of Lin Chengqing, who was second in the entrance examination."
Chengyun didn't understand official positions, so he asked Yinfeng to give some general information. Yinfeng said that he would give him a book next time. Cheng Yun thanked him repeatedly.
"So it's the head of the household department who wants his son to take credit for his good work?"
Yinfeng was surprised that his brother didn't guess that it was the minister or Lin Chengqing who ordered it. As expected, the senior brother said that his brother was extremely talented.
"Actually, I'm more inclined to think that the person who stole the thing wanted to take credit from his father."
Cheng Yun suddenly realized, "Sir, the official would disdain such a small trick."
Yinfeng shook his head, "I think Lin Chengqing is a decent man, humble and polite. When we discussed together with him, he combined literature and Neo-Confucianism. His arguments were well-founded and neither arrogant nor impetuous. This shows that his family tradition is pure and upright."
Cheng Yun chewed the bones, "What does this have to do with that thief?"
Yinfeng handed the tea, "The thief himself has a purpose, and the person who made the thief do this has a purpose, if there is such a person."
Cheng Yun drank all the tea and didn't understand.
"Is there any book that can explain this clearly?" Yinfeng shook his head.
"Then how do you understand?"
"My husband said that when something happens, think more about why it happened, how it ended, and what impact it will have."
"What is written in "Fang Yuan Chapter" is that after one incident, there are no limits to thinking about it." Yin Feng nodded happily.
Cheng Yun grimaced, "But how can I think correctly and handle it well?"
Yinfeng's hand was dipped in tea and he wrote some words.
Cheng Yun sighed, "Read and copy books."
Hidden Wind is even happier.
He calmed down and said, "I can't help you much, but I will think more and copy more books. I have to go back to the village. Is there anything you need my help with?"
Yinfeng shook his head, "Say hello to me, and..." Cheng Yun said with a bad smile: "Ask Ling'er? Are you afraid that I will be beaten by Butcher Zhang?" Yinfeng blushed and threw away the tea in his hand. On Cheng Lun's body.
After parting, Cheng Yun paused and looked at the bustling pedestrians, the young people hanging out in groups, and the harmony of the family of three.
Looking towards the direction where Yin Feng left, Cheng Yun hoped that his brother would not think about these things and should think about and do these things by himself. Rub your face, you can go back to the village and ask Mr. Lin.
I took a carriage from the Imperial City to Yecheng, which was twice as expensive at night. After bargaining for one tael of silver, I could get it to the fork of the official road and the small road.
At night, there are occasionally patrol lights on both sides of the official road. One is to protect pedestrians, and the other is that the surrounding villages have wolf cigarettes distributed by the government. After lighting, you can see billowing yellow smoke even at night.
I got off the car and walked along the road for a while, and finally saw Baiwen Village from a distance.
As I approached, I saw Mr. Lin walking home from the village gate carrying a basket of medicine.
Cheng Yun walked up and took the medicine basket, "Master is still gathering herbs late at night, so can I bring some for alchemy when I go back tomorrow?"
Mr. Lin laughed angrily. Fortunately, his spiritual consciousness sensed that the boy had returned to the village at night, so he hurriedly went to the mountains and then returned to the village.
Regardless of Cheng Yun, "I have packed the herbs in advance and will go back to the drug store to get them for you." Cheng Yun opened the medicine basket and looked at it. The herbs were very fresh.
I plan to visit the village chief again tomorrow morning and ask Grandma Li whether beating herself is a good method.
I returned home and lived by myself for the first time. The bed was made of soil rammed against the corner of the wall. There was a broken wooden table and a small stool in front of the window. The two of them ate, and Cheng Yun poured rice. Yin Feng read all here.
Although he had been away from the village for two months, his home was still very clean. Cheng Yun lamented that he was so popular. Even when he was not at home, the people in the village thought of him and helped him clean up the house.
Lying on the bed physically and mentally comfortable, not soft.
I got up early and went to the village chief's house first. Grandma Li cooked a pork elbow.
Cheng Yun sat on the stool nervously, having dinner at the village chief's house for the first time. According to the official positions in Zisu Country, the village chief was the largest official in the village.
The old village chief and Grandma Li were old and couldn't eat anything meaty in the morning, so they had steamed buns with tea soup. They watched Cheng Yun eat them with relish.
After eating, the old village chief asked how the two of them were doing. Cheng Yun patted his chest, ensuring that Yin Feng was even fatter than before.
I was successful in refining pills. I sold thirty Qi Accumulating Pills and sold twenty spirit stones, which was two hundred taels of gold!
The old village chief touched his beard and praised Cheng Yun for his talent in alchemy. When Grandma Li heard this, she must have heard that this was not the price she heard when she was young.
Cheng Yun did not dare to look at Grandma Li and asked softly: "Grandma Li, did you say anything when you hit me before?"
Grandma Li stared at Cheng Yun, "Has someone beaten you in this way?"
Cheng Yun didn't want to hide it, "The new alchemy master named Ke Bai also used this method to hit me, in the same order and position as you."
"You...probably haven't mentioned me."
Cheng Yun shook his head and waited for Grandma Li to say the next thing.
Grandma Li sighed. In the past two months, the village was not in a hurry to go to the city to do business, so the branches could not be given to Cheng Yun, so she took them out now.
Cheng Yun saw the branch that was obviously a treasure, and looked closely at the stick that was similar in size and shape to the stick he was whipped with. He instinctively hid behind the old village chief.
Grandma Li glared at Chengyun, who obediently came out and took the branch.
Gently stroking the smooth branches, Grandma Li looked at the branches and said fondly: "This was given to me by my mother when I was young. Carrying it with me will help nourish my body and spiritual consciousness."
Having said this, he looked at the old village chief sadly. The old village chief shook his head and looked at Cheng Yun with a smile. "It's no longer of any benefit to my wife and me. After dinner, take it to Mr. Lin. He has a recipe to hide it." The look of the branches.”
Cheng Yun stuffed the branches into his arms, stopped questioning Grandma Li, and took out two large bags of medicine from the backpack he "borrowed" from Mr. Lin last night.
"I wrote the drinking method on the first packet. The old village chief on the left drinks it, which is good for calming the mind and purifying the mind. The other one is used by Grandma Li to reduce dryness and calm the mind."
When Grandma Li heard those four words, she grabbed the branch but couldn't get it, and was about to find a substitute. Seeing this, Cheng Yun hurriedly stood up, saluted, and ran to Butcher Zhang's house.
Before he reached the door of Butcher Zhang's house, where he could only see the big black dog lying in the sun, Cheng Yun felt a push to stop him from moving forward, "Are you trying to protect yourself from me? It's not like you can't afford food."
The spiritual power flows throughout the body, and the acupoints begin to absorb and transform continuously, and they move forward step by step with the push.
Zhang Tufu looked at Cheng Yun in amazement. This cultivation level was not like the bone forging realm mentioned by Mr. Lin. Feeling that the three-legged cat's formation couldn't stop Cheng Yun, he looked at the distance and suddenly withdrew the formation.
Cheng Yun was slowly approaching the door. Da Hei loosened his bones and shook his tail at Cheng Yun. Cheng Yun nodded lightly to Da Hei. Suddenly the thrust disappeared. Cheng Yun lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground. , Dahei bared his teeth at Cheng Yun to protect his food.
He spit out half of the bones in his mouth and slapped Dahei, who ran away with the bones in his mouth.
At the window, Butcher Zhang regretted that he had handed in all the DVDs.
When Cheng Yun saw the grinning Butcher Zhang, he was not ashamed. He took a few sips and shouted when he felt his mouth was clean.
"Zhang Ling'er? Ling'er!" Butcher Zhang lowered his face and walked out, dragging Cheng Yun with him to greet the guests.
Zhang Ling'er came out of the back room and happily called Brother Cheng Yun. Cheng Yun threw twelve nourishing Qi Pills to Zhang Ling'er. Butcher Zhang intercepted one and held it in his hand to see its quality.
"Did you refine it? Okay, this one can be sold for two spiritual stones, right?"
Cheng Yun raised his head and kept the earliest batch of elixirs for a month. Unfortunately, after he felt the difference after refining the elixirs for the first time, these elixirs could not be sold outside. Otherwise, how could he owe so much to Little Secret Realm? Spiritual stone.
"I only use this for Zhang Ling'er, you rough guy, don't take it away."
Zhang Tufu ignored Cheng Yun, opened his mouth and stuffed it in. He closed his eyes and felt it for a while. There was no problem and it was far better than the ordinary Qi Accumulating Pill. He waved at Cheng Yun.
Cheng Yun threw another one to Zhang Ling'er with a grimace, "You have to give me a pig knuckle today, and I'll give it back to Grandma Li." Butcher Zhang laughed and patted Cheng Yun on the shoulder, "Two! You only take two Everyone looks down on me!"
Cheng Yun shook off his dirty hands and turned to ask Zhang Ling'er what his plans were now.
Zhang Ling'er glared at his father angrily, "My dad told me that this year is the key for both monks and warriors to enter the country. Every day, I practice breathing techniques and get beaten during the day, and drink medicine and take a bath at night."
Cheng Yun vaguely remembers asking for the recipe from Mr. Lin. He originally wanted to give it to Yin Feng, but first, it was expensive, second, some monsters couldn't be defeated, and third, there were some elixirs that could be substituted and more effective to a certain extent, such as High quality Qi Yun Dan.
I feel like I've lost an elbow, but according to the fat cook's opinion, there's no loss if the fat doesn't go to other people's fields.
I took out a letter, and the three characters "Ling'er Qi" were written beautifully.
Zhang Ling'er stood out of sight of her father and put away the letter, then blinked and asked Cheng Yun to come back before he left.
Cheng Yun smiled and nodded.
Feeling refreshed, he said hello to Butcher Zhang and said goodbye to the fat cook to learn how to make money.
Butcher Zhang "saw" the letter he secretly put away. He didn't dare to say anything more for fear that his daughter would be angry. He waved his hand and rushed Cheng Yun out quickly.
Seeing Cheng Yun slap Dahei again, Butcher Zhang used more force to help Cheng Yun climb a bit.
Before reaching the tavern, the fat cook bent down as hard as he could and shouted like a sword fairy from afar. Cheng Yun laughed loudly and got close to the fat cook. If he makes money in the future, he will be indispensable. One serving.
He put his two elbows in the kitchen, grabbed a piece of fruit and gnawed on it, "Make one and eat it yourself, and finish the other and give it to me first."
The fat cook nodded quickly, the flesh of his chin squeezing out.
"Didn't you say you would give me the secret book? Where is it?" The fat cook was startled and his mind wandered. He saw that the little green cow had chewed up more than half of the pages of the book and laughed angrily.
Can this clan produce a mutant species that is born to avoid disaster? He sighed, no longer forcing it, just give him a small favor along the way.
When Cheng Yun saw the fat cook sighing, he knew that the secret was just teasing him, otherwise he could still open a tavern in this small village?
Without being angry, he took out two big bags and said, "Although we are a little fatter? But it's okay. After drinking this sword fairy's medicine, we will exercise more. By the way, we will play with Coach Li and the others every morning. I guarantee you three You will lose less than half of your weight in a month, just ask me for it after you drink it."
Seeing the fat cook in a daze, perhaps feeling a little inferior, Cheng Yun patted the flesh on the fat cook's belly and trembled.
"It's okay if you don't have a secret book. I should be an alchemist now. When the time comes, I will create a pill of my own. It's called the Belly-Shrinking Pill. I'm sure you will be as charming and suave as me with one pill!"
The fat cook came back to his senses and shook his head indignantly, "Cheng Jianxian is also one of his own family. We originally wanted to hide it, but now I feel that I am just a villain and can't compare to Cheng Jianxian's heroic spirit! How dare we let Cheng Jianxian waste his time?" Are you going to bother making elixirs for me? I'll give the secret book to the Sword Immortal, even if it can reduce my guilt at all!"
Cheng Yun changed from patting to kneading, and lifted up the fat cook's pants that were a little down.
"The fat chef is joking. I am one of my own family. If you don't give it to me, I can't force you to give it to me. Otherwise, you give it to me out of love, and it's only natural that you don't give it to me! But now that the chef has given it to me, I immediately went back to the drugstore to prepare some When the side medicine is delivered, courtesy will come back to you!"
The fat cook took out the tattered book that was soaked in oil and handed it to Chengyun solemnly. Chengyun took it with both hands and smelled it, "What kind of animal or monster oil is this? It has a... fragrance?"
I thought to myself that I was sitting on a squeaky chair with a dog nose, "What my ancestors left behind is like this in my hands. I don't know."
He found a piece of oil paper and wrapped it carefully, bowed and said thanks. The fat cook wanted to say a few words, but looked at the serious success and shut up.
