I can't be a demon

Shen Lian waved his hand, and the occupation panel showed a prompt at this time.

[Take salted small green fish, warrior experience +0.2%]

"Hiss..."

Shen Lian took a breath of cold air. He didn't expect that this thing really had the experience of the warrior profession. Could it be that the basis of the occupation panel was whether it tasted bad or not?

"Water."

Shen Lian's voice was hoarse, and Ma Yi hurriedly brought clean water to suppress the discomfort.

"Are you okay, sir?"

Ma Yi was secretly frightened. Shen Lian panted and continued to ask: "It's okay, is there any other food that is not salted."

"Yes, yes, the larger green fish is used for curing."

The taste of cured fish is not so strong, but it is unusually hard.

When Shen Lian tasted the cured fish and stopped, the occupation panel also showed a prompt, proving that the key to obtaining warrior experience lies in the food itself.

[Take cured green fish, warrior experience +0.4%]

"Old man, where did you get this fish?"

Shen Lian saw Ma Yi hesitated and took out dozens of copper coins directly.

"Not only will I take all the fish from your stall, but from now on, just send it to the Shen Family Pawnshop on Hefeng Street and we will take all the orders."

"Okay... okay."

Ma Yi was ecstatic.

The texture of black carp is very delicate when alive, but it is easy to deteriorate and rot after death. This is the first time that Ma Yi has tried to pickle and sell it. He did not expect to find a stable livelihood in Yanliang Town.

"To be honest, black carp comes from a stream in the mountains, but the location is relatively remote, more than a hundred miles away from Yanliang Town."

"It doesn't matter, I like this. My father-in-law sends a batch every once in a while. Uh, don't pickle it with salt, let's make it cured."

Ma Yi smiled, "The guest is also a person who knows the goods."

"I heard from the old man that the stream goes straight to the ground, stretching for thousands of miles, and the source seems to be called..."

Ma Yi muttered a few words, and then added: "Yes, Bibotan."

"Bibotan."

Shen Lian felt a little familiar and took the fish wrapped in oil paper.

"Wait."

"Benboerba, Baboerben, those two cowards seem to be from Bibotan."

Shen Lian smiled and said secretly.

"Bibo is too common. Isn't the brothel in Dongcheng District also called Bibolou?"

"But as long as there is a possibility, I feel creepy."

Chapter 11 I, Shen Lian, a late bloomer

After the two of them clarified the business of bacon, Shen Lian took Ma Yi back to the pawnshop.

Although Mr. Wang was extremely puzzled by Shen Lian's purchase of bacon, he did not say much and determined the specific price with Ma Yi.

After having a precedent, Shen Lian was no longer limited to the morning market. As long as it was a stall selling food in Xicheng District, he would patronize it one by one.

The results were mixed.

There were indeed some sporadic ingredients that provided experience, but unlike the bluefish in Bibotan, the rest of the ingredients were obtained by chance in the mountains.

Still couldn't find any commonality.

After a lot of trouble, Shen Lian's warrior progress just reached 5%.

"It's a pity that the morning market is only lively before the Spring Festival. If it is held every month, it shouldn't take long for warriors to be promoted smoothly."

Shen Lian chewed the salted fish, and his taste buds had begun to adapt to the strange sour smell.

Mynah bird stood on his shoulder.

"Ah~ What a ghost thing, even dogs won't eat it!"

Shen Lian gave a middle finger obscurely.

He rushed along the street to the Tide Martial Arts Hall and found that although the gang was no longer active, it was like a group of hungry wild wolves, but under the suppression of the government, they did not dare to make a big fuss to make money.

"When the curfew is lifted, Yanliang Town will probably be in chaos for a while."

Shen Lian asked Wang Lao and learned that Fulinhui had deliberately inquired about Shen Hansheng's affairs before, and must have realized that Shen Hansheng might be in danger.

He narrowed his eyes and walked into the door of the martial arts hall while thinking.

The children were practicing the pile method. When Bai Haibo noticed Shen Lian, he couldn't help but smell an indescribable strange smell.

Shen Lian did not hide it and chewed the salted fish while walking.

He even didn't spare the fish bones, grinding them into small pieces with his teeth.

"Shen Lian, you..."

Shen Lian burped.

"Hmm."

Bai Haibo covered his mouth and nose, and smiled bitterly.

"Master Bai, do you want to try the snacks bought from the market?"

"No need."

Shen Lian poured the remaining salted fish into his mouth, and his upper and lower jaws kept opening and closing, making a sound similar to sawdust grinding, which aroused the curiosity of the child.

He looked around the courtyard, and the children were all practicing Zhulang Zhuang.

It was just that the outer disciples could not get Bai Haibo's hand-in-hand teaching, resulting in tangible but indirect practice.

"Shen Lian, you should stand with the junior brothers."

Shen Lian put down the purchased items, followed the children's example, pressed his legs down, and secretly explored the skills of horse stance.

Bai Haibo was very concerned and immediately came to guide Shen Lian's standing.

"Retract your strength. The Zhulang Posture relies entirely on the tendons of your limbs."

Bai Haibo lightly kicked Shen Lian's calf. "Straighten your spine, bow your waist, calm your mind, and visualize the turbulent river in your mind."

He corrected Shen Lian's movements bit by bit.

Bai Haibo did not mean to hide his shortcomings. He explained in front of the registered disciples: "You can't get the direct teaching, but it doesn't mean you can't get started. If you persevere, there is always a chance that you can step into the martial arts."

The children did not dare to hope for it, but they also knew that the opportunity was not to be missed. They looked at Bai Haibo with full concentration.

"External skills are cultivated for [strength]."

"Once the strength is born, it means that you have stepped into the foundation of [refining the skin]."

"Different external skills have different strengths. Our Zhulang Posture was created by our ancestors who visualized the sea tide, and the strength is born with the waves."

"It's called [Zhulang Strength]."

As Bai Haibo spoke, his skin rippled like water waves.

"Use the stance to sense Qi and blood, and then use Qi and blood to breed the wave-chasing energy. Remember not to be impatient in practice, so as not to damage the foundation."

One punch.

The resulting strong wind howled and showed undulations like water waves.

The disciples collapsed, and only four people could barely stand in the courtyard. They were all on the verge of skin refining, and among them Guo Saner, who was in his early ten years, had the most outstanding talent in root bones.

Unfortunately, his family was poor and his career in martial arts was destined to be difficult.

"Huh?"

Bai Haibo had a strange look on his face, but Shen Lian didn't fall to the ground in the wind of fists.

Shen Lian's eyes were tightly closed, as if he was in a state of wandering mind, and the wave-chasing position he maintained was very reluctant, and he didn't get the point.

But...

Bai Haibo's pupils shrank and he noticed that heat was coming out of Shen Lian's body.

Shen Lian relied on such a poor stance and had already begun to sense his energy and blood. In Bai Haibo's opinion, this was something he had never seen before.

"Purely because I have too much energy and blood, I forcefully promote the pile method to refine the body."

But where did Shen Lian get his energy and blood?

Naturally gifted? Or did you take some serious medicine not long ago?

Bai Haibo gave up the idea of ​​using the big medicine. Shen Lian had not mastered the pile technique. The big medicine was the same as the poison, so it would definitely be useless.

Shen Lian was also surprised.

He didn't expect food supplements to be so effective. His specious pile techniques could promote nutrition and body refining, and it would be enough to completely master the wave-chasing pile.