Wanjie Athletics, I choose Zhang Sanfeng to start

In reality, low prices and large quantities are the king of sales.

And with Cao Zhe's current physical condition, how much fixed production capacity can he have every day?

Most of the merchants are not wealthy people, and what they earn from buying and selling is actually a hard-earned money.

Those businesses that make money are mostly controlled by rich and powerful families, and it is difficult for ordinary merchants to start.

A bowl of herbal tea costs a penny, and sometimes I have to take care of regular customers and add more than half of the bowl to make people satisfied.

Some merchants rested and chatted together, and Cao Zhe also listened to some stories of their experiences.

Although Cao Zhe can know everything that is happening in the world.

However, he couldn't hear the stories in people's hearts, but only saw the facts that were happening.

However, which one is the truth of the world, the story in people's heart or the facts in people's eyes?

The so-called chatting after tea, although it is about others, is it not expressing "self"?

Time is fast, but very slow.

When it's not just monotonously repeating one thing, it's slow.

With an old and decrepit body, he has to do heavy work alone. The feeling of suffering every minute makes Cao Zhe feel as if he has returned to his previous life and never traveled back.

At that time, he didn't have a golden finger, and he was doing heavy work every day, just to live a simple life in the bustling metropolis, and then groped in the dark for a future that might not exist.

Get up at five o'clock in the morning to commute, and spend at least two or three hours on the way to work. If you work overtime until late at night, you may only have to go to an Internet cafe for the night.

In the face of instant noodles that make you sick to your stomach, the pork knuckle rice and Lanzhou ramen in the alleys are delicious. The simple set meal with meat and vegetables for 30 yuan is a luxury that you can't often have.

The poor and those at the bottom will be squeezed away by life every minute, and those seemingly insignificant "trivial" will just occupy a lot of precious time in life.

I am always budgeting carefully, but I often feel that the money is always not enough to spend.

The cost of not seeing any immediate feedback, but it happens to occupy the bulk of the cost.

The meager income is like being dragged away by a pair of invisible big hands under the premise that you can't resist.

Don't dare to make friends, dare not socialize, dare not go out, dare not get sick, dare not miss the last bus, dare not bring an umbrella when it rains, dare not cry or laugh on the street presumptuously.

There are too many things that are not dared, but too few things that are gradually dared.

Were those the dark days?

Those were the years without memory!

After time has passed, looking back at that time, what remains in my memory may be just a night when I was covered under the quilt and bit my lips tightly.

Although the environment is different, Cao Zhe now suddenly recalls his life at that time.

Although there is a big difference, it seems that there is no difference.

The difference may be that he still has confidence after all.

He is just experiencing life, not really being entangled in life.

To buy the materials for making herbal tea, you need to reserve the capital.

If you are not in good health, you need to eat some soft and digestible food, so you can't eat too much whole grains.

The local hooligans will come from time to time to collect 'management fees', these are what Cao Zhe needs to consider now.

This kind of life, in fact, does not provide the slightest so-called 'enjoyment'.

Compared with Cao Zhe's original living environment, this is completely hell.

Even Cao Zhe had the idea of ​​giving up several times.

When the body cannot support the spirit, such strong mental perseverance will also be dragged down and worn down by the body.

This time, he is not fighting against the sky, people, or demons.

He is fighting himself.

When you are the most vulnerable, the weakest, and have the least power to fight back against life, face yourself again and see your fear again.

Temporarily letting go of his golden fingers, letting go of his world-shattering cultivation, letting go of those mysterious and transcendent things, taking off all his arms and defenses, in this difficult life, what is left for him?

Cao Zhe faced his heart like this many times.

Then in this state, he refines and tempers himself, looking for the true meaning that makes him move again.

"Five Decays of Heaven and Man... Perhaps it is to remind the immortals and gods that while pursuing strength, don't forget that you are a human being, and you still have fragility and powerlessness. Only when you realize your own powerlessness will you be able to move towards a more truly powerful and unhesitating pursuit." Shock." Cao Zhe thought to himself occasionally.

Cao Zhe, who threw himself into the world of mortals, continued to taste this kind of "despair" as if he was constantly sinking into the quagmire.

Gradually, he put aside all the glory and forgot those moments with infinite scenery, but truly integrated into this ordinary and difficult bottom world, feeling the life that the most common ordinary people have to face hardship.

Before the rooster crowed in the morning, Cao Zhe got up early, sat in front of the bed and coughed vigorously, expelling the miscellaneous gas accumulated in his lungs, and then began to make preparations for the stall.

When the sun had just climbed over the city wall, his herbal tea stand was propped up.

Then he stared at the sun in a trance.

If the sun is too strong, his current physical condition will be very uncomfortable every moment, but if the sun is not strong, the business of the herbal tea stall will not be good.

The income of the day is very limited.

After eating a bowl of thick rice porridge, Cao Zhe touched his hard left belly.

The stomach discomfort made him restless, and there was always a ignorant anger in his heart.

The surrounding businessmen who also set up stalls all greeted Cao Zhe.

Granny Diao, who also sells herbal tea, will say a few weird words in a non-communicative manner. Although it is not called cursing, it is always in people's mouths, which makes people uncomfortable.

Wait until the market starts to be lively.

Gradually, Cao Zhe's herbal tea stand has business.

People who travel from north to south always talk about topics they think are 'fashionable'.

Among them, the center of the topic many times is Cao Zhe.

From the mouths of these people, Cao Zhe realized many "Masters" that he himself did not know.

For example, there is a businessman surnamed Zhao, who has confirmed with certainty that the master's next plan is to reform the demon cultivator system.

This... is really not there!

Because strictly speaking, monsters can be included in the system of cultivating immortals, and there is no need for Cao Zhe to open another road.

It has been about half a year, maybe almost a year.

Cao Zhe felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and even running a herbal tea stall began to become extremely difficult.

His life seemed to be coming to an end.

Sitting on a rough wooden bench, Cao Zhe half-closed his eyes and looked towards the corner of the street.

On the corner of the street where the sun cannot shine, a small white flower bloomed from the cracks in the bricks, and then struggled to face the direction of the sun, shivering slightly under the cold wind before nightfall.

The naughty child walked by, then stepped on Xiaohua without any thought.

The petals were smashed to pieces and turned into mud, and the broken stems and leaves were sticky to the corner of the wall.

By the second day, the stems and leaves were completely withered.

For the next few days, Cao Zhe's eyes were fixed on the corner of the wall every day, and he no longer even put his heart into managing the business.

The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day... until the eighth day.

Cao Zhe's fire of life became even dimmer, like a lonely lamp in a strong wind, which would go out in the next moment.

But Cao Zhe was extremely calm, even in such a 'dangerous' state, he didn't have the slightest thought of awakening his power.

On the contrary, he is very sure that the opportunity for change is coming.

At this time, he was staring at the corner of the wall, and in his blurred vision, he seemed to see another delicate stem and leaf, slowly and slowly protruding out of the cracks in the bricks.

"OK!"

"Okay!"

"it is good!"

At this time, on Cao Zhe's forehead, a piece of withered yellow dead skin was broken.

The original fire of life was suddenly extinguished.

But in an instant, a more vigorous fire of life surged forth.

There are no buds protruding from the corner of the wall, but it is Cao Zhe's heart that protrudes.

More and more dead skin breaks off.

Cao Zhe was welcoming a new life as if he had cast off his past body.

Step out, and the dust of the past is scattered under your feet.

After walking a hundred steps, Cao Zhe had already cast off his gray hair, the dust all over his body, his withered face and rotting body.

The newborn him was fragile at the beginning, but he absorbed all kinds of power while breathing, and became stronger at an incredible speed.

"Appraisal technique!" Cao Zhe said softly.

Chapter 322 The Little Girl Selling Arms

Cao Zhe, body 440 four (rapid growth), strength 210 seven (rapid growth), energy 820 seven (crazy rapid growth), skills: slightly, root bone one One thousand one hundred and seventeen (in rapid growth), savvy five thousand two hundred and one (slow growth), remarks: look at yourself, what do you expect me to say?Master Niu Pi (broken sound).

Cao Zhe turned off the identification technique.

This result can only be said... as expected.

In fact, he can't be said to be growing up, he can only be said to be 'liberating'.

Liberate those restricted strengths and aptitudes.

"Between life and death, there is great terror and great fortune. This theory seems to be still applicable in the future."

"But it's not easy to try."

"I can succeed not only because of the five declines of heaven and man, but also because I have already accumulated to this point, and the difference is only a finishing touch."

"If I didn't have such an accumulation, I would directly enter the five declines of heaven and man, then the probability of dying would be as high as [-]%, and the possibility of breaking through the limit and reaching another level would be less than [-]%."

"And this concept is only applicable to me. If it is someone else, even if they have accumulated enough to break the boundary in such a dangerous way, the success rate will never exceed [-]%. There is no probability."

Cao Zhe thought in his heart, and then climbed to the top of the sky in one step.

At this time, he had already seen the scenery outside the sky.

Tore a hole in the sky, and then bravely took the first step into the chaos.

Intangible and qualityless chaotic energy surged towards Cao Zhe.

It's like a huge wave that can't be seen and can't be grasped, directly about to smash Cao Zhe into pieces.

But at this moment, Cao Zhe has broken the boundary.

This limit is not only the "limit" of power that he can continuously and stably exert in the world, but also a self-limit of him as a practitioner.

When crazy and tyrannical energy surged in, Cao Zhe's body was like a soft sponge, quickly absorbing, digesting, and storing the energy in his body.

Compared with the world, the energy that seems to be a hundred times, a thousand times, and ten thousand times more violent, turbulent, and majestic, quickly concentrated on Cao Zhe, was bound to crush him in an instant.

The small world in the right eye opened a gap.

Incalculable chaotic energy poured into the small world that was extremely thirsty for energy.

So the originally very narrow space began to expand rapidly, and the imagined world was being fully realized.

At the same time, through the right eye as a channel, after digestion and absorption, the tamed energy pours into the physical body in reality, and condenses into a huge and unified immortal energy.

In this way, standing outside the world, blocked by the impact of the chaotic tide, Cao Zhe greedily and frantically absorbed nutrients.

At this moment, he also sensed some obscure sights, which were spying on him maliciously.

If it wasn't for the miraculous right eye, he would never have noticed these sights.

Cao Zhe was ready to be targeted and attacked.

He wasn't afraid to take risks.

Even if he lost the last few decades in the second competition world, Cao Zhe would be happy to feel the difference in strength between him and the behind-the-scenes players in the arena.