my past life simulator

Chapter 285 284 [About my part-time job in a large simulation scene]

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Tang Hu looked confused, not knowing what the childhood friend meant. "The first level of learning martial arts, isn't it just training!"

After the words fell, he raised his hand and patted his forehead.

"Snapped--"

Immediately afterwards, he said with a little regret.

"Look at my memory, brother Zhao, your family has collected medicine for generations, not a hunter's family."

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Do you think you are funny?

"Stop laughing, talk about it."

He Zhao waved his hand to signal the other party to continue.

"Brother, what do you think is the first thing you need to learn martial arts?"

"Body!"

If you were an ordinary person, you might be able to talk about your family background, master and so on.But he is not Xiaomengxin who has just entered the world. After thousands of simulated scenes, he has seen through the essence early.

"That's right, when my father asked me about it, I directly mentioned talent. He told me that he couldn't say it was wrong, but it was too far away from ordinary people.

If you want the basic conditions for practicing martial arts, you must have a good physique.Otherwise, if you practice it forcibly, you will lose your physical body and leave countless hidden wounds.In severe cases, they will be disabled and ruin the rest of their lives.

Therefore, the first hurdle in martial arts training is training.Taken from the meaning of exercising the body and tempering the will.During the period, four meals a day, stewed meat.

Also, prepare stone locks.Every day is not practicing routines, or lifting stone locks to exercise strength.When you are proficient in the routine, you can lift a three hundred catty stone lock a hundred times, and you will be done after training.

In the past two years, I seldom left home, and it was precisely at home that I practiced all the time.The rooster crows, gets up and punches, and stops to rest at dawn.After eating, he kept lifting the stone lock. A few days ago, he lifted the stone lock one hundred times and three hundred catties in a row.

My father said that my talent is stronger than when he was a child.Back then, it took him three years to barely lift a hundred times. "

Tang Hu seemed to have found someone to show off. He rolled up his sleeves to show two thick, muscular arms.

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Sir, stimulate me, don't you?

Having said that, four meals a day, stewed meat.

A concubine can't do it! !
Over and over again, it is still an old saying - poverty.JPG.

"What about the next level?"

"Hey, brother Zhao. Fortunately, I asked, otherwise I would have been stumped by you. If you succeed in training, you will be beaten." Hearing this, the little friend had a smile on his face.

"beat?"

"That's right, take out the prepared medicinal oil in advance and apply it on the skin of the whole body. Others beat it with a wooden stick, bit by bit, all the properties of the medicine are penetrated into the flesh and diffused.

Over the years, his whole body is like a king kong. While his strength has greatly increased, his ability to resist blows has also skyrocketed.Fight with people, double your strength. "

Good guy, self-torture.

"What is medicinal oil?"

"Let me tell you."

Faced with new questions, Tang Yuankui spoke.

"The so-called medicated oil is actually a special medicinal liquid for tempering the body. Every school and boxing gym has different effects of medicinal oil. However, most of them can slightly strengthen the body, and they need to be supplemented by short sticks to exert their strength. The effect of the medicine. Over time, this checkpoint has been called "beating" by martial arts practitioners."

After a pause, he said again.

"The medicated oils of each family, apart from strengthening the body, almost all have different focuses. For example, Xingyimen, their medicated oils tend to greatly increase the ability to resist blows.

Ordinary punches and kicks on them are no different from children scratching their itch.Moreover, not to mention punching and kicking injuries, if you fall from two or three floors, as long as your head is not facing down and the ground is as hard as a rock, you can get up like a normal person.

Xingyimen's arch-rival Liuhemen, its medicated oil focuses on flexible joints, improving sensitivity and perception of the outside world.Once he fights, he is smooth and steadfast, as dexterous as a combination of a monkey and a loach.

Of course, medicated oil is not necessarily a thing, it must be used after successful training.In fact, for newcomers who are learning martial arts for the first time, it will be more effective if you apply some on the whole body while exercising.

The only thing that is more uncomfortable is that people who are not rich can't afford the cost of training.When I was young, I spent a period of time in the outer courtyard under the Qingshan Gate.

At that time, there was a kid from a rich family, who used ten taels of silver a bottle of medicinal oil to beat his body when he first started.The talent looks ordinary, but in the end, with the help of medicinal oil, a disciple who started three months earlier than me completed the training ahead of schedule.

Although there is jealousy in my heart, I have to accept the reality.Three bottles of medicated oil a day, calculated for a month, is a full 900 taels of silver.What can I compare with others?
Moreover, because he used a lot of medicated oil when he beat his body, his speed was extremely fast when he beat the checkpoint.When I succeeded in training, I entered the inner courtyard early.

So, I became disheartened and left from the outer courtyard of the Qingshan Gate.I went home to follow my father and went up the mountain and into the forest to hunt together.marry a wife and have children, until now. "

Hearing Tang Yuankui's words, four big characters flashed in He Zhao's mind - Poor Wen Fu Wu.

Old Ancestor, do not deceive me!

900 taels, a number that was unimaginable in previous lives.

"Uncle Tang, can I ask, what is the next level of thrashing?"

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with asking. It's just a pity that uncle, I only know the name Yunjin, and I don't know the reason. But I can tell you one thing, what I saw with my own eyes.

Half a month before I left Qingshan Gate, that rich kid came to the outer courtyard.In front of dozens of juniors, he lightly stamped his palm on the stone.

At the beginning, my idea was very simple, that's it?But I didn't want to, someone knocked on the surface of the stone.After the bluestone was cracked, it was found that the inside was all turned into powder.

Someone asked why this was so, the other party smiled slightly, and spit out a word-jin!Thinking about it, it should be the magic of the Yunjin level. "

After he heard it, he couldn't help recalling in his mind the palm technique in "Eight Forms of Vajra" (remnant) at that time.

[Golden Silk Palm: Gather energy in the palm, and when you touch an enemy, all the energy will be blasted into it, destroying people's meridians and roots, and specializing in breaking horizontally to practice kung fu. 】

'A palm technique that can only be used at the Yunjin level? '

"Okay, we can't continue talking. Boy He, the sky is getting dark and it's not safe in the mountains. Not to mention there is a big bug active, hurry back to the village."

Tang Yuankui looked at the sun and reminded him aloud.

Although he himself has nothing to do with the old He family, after all, what is the relationship between a wealthy hunter and a poor medicine man.But since it is my son's playmate, it is not impossible to make a few remarks.

"Thank you, Uncle Tang, for clarifying my doubts for me today."

Hearing this, the surname He nodded.

"I'm sorry about that. I was indeed reckless with that arrow just now." Yu Ling stepped forward to apologize, obviously aware of the mistake.

"It's okay, and it didn't hurt me." He waved his hand, not caring.

"Big atmosphere! Boy He, after hunting the tiger. Come to me, and I'll teach you how to shoot an arrow. I'm not good at Lingbie. In terms of archery, at least I'm second in Qingshan Village." The 30-year-old hunter is really nothing If you can get it, you can only rely on your own place.

Before the famous ruthless man could reply, the other party slapped his forehead, seemingly remembering something.

"I see that you have a lot of medicinal herbs in your basket, and some of them must be picked by old mountain people without damage. Yesterday, I went to Yuzhitang to buy medicine, and there was a sign at their door that they were recruiting old mountain people, and they gave three hundred coins a day! "

"Ok?"

After hearing this, He Zhao's eyes lit up, and he clasped his hands together and thanked him.

"Thank you."

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as it can help you."

The four people waved to each other and separated.

Before dark, he arrived home without incident.

Open the pot and burn the stove!
Ten catties of corn and ten catties of wild vegetables finally filled my stomach.

Lying on the dilapidated bed, thinking about what Yu Ling said this afternoon.

"Yuzhitang."

A pharmacy recruits old medicine people for nothing more than picking herbs.

"I have to go and have a look. If it's what I think, at least it's better than going into the mountains alone to collect herbs."

While talking, he picked up the "Herbal Medicine Book" that he had read countless times, and brushed up his proficiency at the rough level.

[Proficiency +1]

[Proficiency +1]

【.】

In the early hours of the morning, he threw the books aside.

[Proficiency: 60 (rough knowledge), 10 (proficiency)]

After staying at the bed and preparing the liquid medicine, I just blew out the lights and went to sleep.

The skyline, blooming a touch of light.

A certain person woke up with sleepy eyes, relying on muscle memory, half asleep, walked to the three-legged table, stretched out his hand and inserted it.

"hiss--"

He shuddered violently, and his consciousness suddenly became clear.

【Stone Cracker: 25%】

Strength increased again, and the skin, muscles, and bones on the palms all improved.

When the liquid turns from black to white, open the window and pour off the residue.

"Dang!"

Picking up the stone in the corner with one hand, there was a rhythmic crackling sound.

Half an hour is fleeting.

"boom!"

The stone returned to its place, and the stove was cooked immediately.

Ten catties of corn was paired with ten catties of wild vegetables. After eating and drinking enough to wipe my mouth, I placed the cracking stone hand medicinal materials, and went straight to Sichun City.

His strength was stronger than that of ordinary adults, which shortened him by half, the time he spent on the road last time.

After paying a penny, they lined up to enter the city through the small gate.

He casually asked a passerby about the location of Yuzhitang, and rushed there in a hurry.

After a while, he came to a magnificent pharmacy.

This hall is more than five times larger than the Tongchun Hall we visited a few days ago.It may be a little early, there are not many guests, there are only a few young guys, chatting with each other and yawning.

Besides, there was an old gentleman sitting at the counter, looking drowsy.

At the door of the shop, there is a sign full of words.

[Recruit old mountain people to collect herbs, pay three hundred cash a day, and take care of one meal at night. 】

It's not surprising that people use vernacular, it is really short and awkward, and the mountain people can't understand it.

How many poor people are literate these days?

Not to mention cultural literacy, naturally it is as simple as it is.

"Buying medicine? Selling medicine?"

When a young man saw the person coming, he immediately stepped forward and asked.

"Apply!"

"Application?"

The other party looked puzzled, what does it mean to apply for a job.

"Recruitment at the door."

"???"

The guy's eyes widened, and it clearly stated that he was recruiting old medicine people. You are a teenager, what are you doing to join in the fun?
Of course, no bad words were directed at each other.

"What we at Yuzhitang want is a veteran, you"

The rest of the words were not said, but the meaning was expressed clearly.

"Little five!"

"Mr. Fan."

The man bowed to the old gentleman in the hall.

"What's the matter, standing at the door and moaning."

"Sir, he says he wants to apply. But the sign says Veteran"

Before he could finish speaking, Mr. Fan waved his hand to interrupt.

"Let him in."

Early in the morning, it happened to be quite boring, so he wanted to see which family's brat it was.

The guy immediately shut up and reached out to ask.

Without fear, He Zhao raised his legs and walked inside.

"Your boy wants to work?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I don't make things difficult for you, old man. Did you see it, Hushancao? Pull it out, all beard and tail, without any damage." Mr. Fan took out a medicine pot with several herbs planted in it.

[Roots are stout, long conical, orange-red.Stems erect, much branched.It is sweet in taste, slightly bitter, warm in nature, has the effects of stopping bleeding and dissipating blood stasis, reducing swelling and relieving pain, and is mainly used to treat bruises. 】

Hushan grass is said to be grass, but in fact it grows no different from a carrot.Moreover, the rhizome is resilient, and if the soil is suitable, it can be pulled out with a little force.

However, the ones that grow on the mountain generally have a relatively hard ground, so they have to be pulled out a little bit.In the middle, you have to shake it back and forth to slowly loosen the soil.

He raised his hand to grab Hu Shancao, exerted a little force on his wrist, and immediately pulled it out.

There is no damage to the roots on the soil-stained roots.

"Hehe, you have great strength, and you use it skillfully. You are an old mountain man." A look of surprise flashed in Mr. Fan's eyes, and then he praised with a smile.

The picking process seems simple, and the whole process takes less than a second.In fact, ordinary mountain people are really inferior to him, Xiaohe.

He successively improved "Monkey Step" and "Eight Forms of Vajra" from rough to proficient, and most of them have made great progress in terms of physical strength, strength, and agility.

Plus the proficient level of "Collecting Herbs", a Hu Shancao, really can't help him.

"Okay, Xiaowu. You lead us to the medicine field of our medicine gang. He is no worse than an old medicine man."

"Yes."

After the words fell, the little boy hooked his hands at He Zhao, motioning to follow.

The two walked towards the outside of the city, one behind the other.

"We are going to one of the three major medicine fields of our medicine gang. Don't talk too much when you get there. The leader, Manager Xu, has a bad temper. If you get beaten, don't get angry and don't say a word. People will watch you If you don’t respond, you won’t be looking for trouble.”

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I am a worker, get a share of money, and do two things?
Grandma's, whether ancient or modern, can't avoid oppression!

"Guanshi Xu's younger sister is one of the concubines of the deputy leader of the Medicine Gang. If you do something, no one will complain if you are beaten to death." Xiao Wu watched him say nothing, and couldn't help admonishing him again.I'm afraid that the young man doesn't know the seriousness, and loses his life in vain due to his blood.

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After leaving the city and walking a few miles, I suddenly saw hundreds of people working hard in the endless medicine fields.

"Isn't it spectacular? Our medicine gang has a good reputation in the north. It relies on the three major medicine fields, and the land in front of it is already the smallest. The other two are called big."

After speaking, lead him to the place where he is in charge.

"Xiao Wu, what are you doing here?" A burly bald man asked when he saw the boy.

"Mr. Fan asked me to send someone over."

After Xiao Wu finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to He Zhao behind him.

"he?"

"Sir, he is no worse than the old medicine man."

"Row."

The bald-headed man waved his hand and summoned a group of helpers.

"Lead, go to work."

The man nodded, and headed to the medicine field with the ruthless Zhao who was about to get stuck and take a shortcut.

"In our field, there is a basket every five feet. You can put the Hushan grass you picked into it. Later, someone will come to carry it."

The two came to the destination and helped everyone point out the way.

"Go ahead, three hundred wen a day. But there is one, no less than eight baskets. If there is less, there will be no wages."

How many?
Did not say!

"By the way, I almost forgot to ask, what's your name?"

"My surname is He, and my first name is Zhao."

The gang members wrote two words crookedly on the sign on the ground - He Zhao.

He looked at the gang members who left after writing their names, bent down and grabbed Hu Shancao, and pulled it out forcefully.

"Ok?"

It is much more difficult than those planted in medicine pots in Yuzhitang.

Shake back and forth, side to side, to loosen the soil a little.

About 30 seconds or so, the whole herb was pulled out.

Two, three, four.
[Would you like to store 1 points of proficiency (proficiency)? 】

【whether】

"Yes."

[Proficiency: 60 (rough knowledge), 11 (proficiency)]

Isn't it better than going up the mountain in a miserable state, blinding cats and killing rats everywhere?
So he was very motivated.

Five, six, seven.
Once it is done, it is a whole day.

It was getting dark gradually, and there were members of the Yaobang on the ground beating gongs.

"It's time for work—"

There was a resounding cry in the throat, hearing the words, hundreds of Yaomin workers stopped what they were doing and returned.

There is one thing to say, a certain person is suffering and happy, but he is a little bit reluctant for a while.

In his eyes, all he could see was proficiency!
"Tomorrow, continue."

In words, full of enthusiasm.

(End of this chapter)