Datang: Awakening of the Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass at the Beginning

After a trip to the county town, Zhang Sheng's life returned to what it was before, practicing when it was time to practice.

No, early in the morning, he came to the stone by the original stream, sat down cross-legged, and began to meditate for the day.

As Zhang Sheng entered concentration, the energy between heaven and earth naturally began to enter his body.

Then, as the meridians circulate, it eventually turns into soul power and enters his Dantian, contributing to Zhang Sheng's next breakthrough.

The time of cultivation often passes the fastest. Once people are immersed in it, they will not notice the passage of time.

This is the reason why many successful practitioners have been in retreat for tens or even hundreds of years. It is true that one day in the mountains lasts a thousand years in this world.

Of course, Zhang Sheng does not need to use retreat to break through his cultivation level now. As for his cultivation level in the future, retreat will definitely be indispensable.

"Phew! Fortunately, there are not many residents and few people in the village, otherwise this place would still not be suitable as a place for cultivation.

There aren't big problems with cultivation now, but they won't be in the future. If something unexpected happens, it will be too late to cry. "

After finishing the day's practice, Zhang Sheng also began to think about how to build his own home. After all, he now has money.

You can't continue to live in such a dilapidated house. That would be a shame for having worked so hard to dig ginseng in the mountains.

But when it comes to building a house, it is no small matter. It requires a lot of various materials.

First of all, there is the issue of bricks and tiles. Timber is okay. It is everywhere in the mountains nearby, as long as you have the ability to get it.

Therefore, natural resources were more abundant in ancient times, and no one took care of random exploitation.

Unlike when we arrived, it was all public property and could not be cut down casually.

After having an idea, it was natural to take action. Zhang Sheng hurriedly walked towards Uncle Dashan's home and wanted to ask him if there were any craftsmen who were good at building houses.

"Is Uncle Dashan at home?"

"Who is it? It's the eldest man of the Zhang family! What's wrong with you coming here so early?

Your aunt and I are dealing with the things we bought yesterday. You can take all your things back later. "

"We'll talk about those things later. I have something to do with you."

"What's the matter? You tell me and I listen."

"Uncle Dashan! Do you know anyone nearby who can build a house? I want to build a better residence myself, so I want to ask you."

"What? Is the place you live in broken?"

"Uh! No! No! I just want a change."

Uncle Dashan saw Zhang Sheng's embarrassed look on his face, and he immediately understood. It must be that Zhang Sheng has some money now and wants to live in a better place.

He didn't find it strange that Zhang Sheng had such an idea. Of course, Uncle Dashan himself had no reason to stop Zhang Sheng.

After all, the money belongs to Zhang Sheng, and it is up to him how he wants to use it.

"The money is your own, and I can't say much. If you want to build a house, you really need some professionals.

But there are only a few families in our village, and most of them have no experience in this area.

I have to go to the next village to help you ask. Their village has a large population and should have talents in this field. "

"Then it's troublesome for Uncle Dashan!"

"What's the trouble? It's just a matter of a few steps."

After Uncle Dashan agreed to me, he rushed directly towards the village ten miles away without any hesitation.

When Uncle Dashan came back again, it was almost afternoon.

"Master Zhang! I've asked you all about it. There are people engaged in construction over there.

Their village also has a place for burning bricks and tiles, which is relatively complete and can be started at any time. "

"Really? That's great!"

The good news brought by Uncle Dashan made Zhang Sheng a little happy. After all, life is getting better and better.

Even the house has started to be replaced with new and bigger ones. How can he be unhappy?

"Uncle Dashan! How much does it cost to build a house? I want to prepare."

"It depends on how big you need it to be?"

"Huh? You really have to think about how big you want to build it. If it's too big, you won't be able to live in it. If it's too small, you'll feel uncomfortable."

Zhang Sheng thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out how big it would be. He could only ask the construction team to come over tomorrow to have a look!

The next day, the construction team from the next village came over. The leader was an old man, followed by about a dozen men.

He was holding some construction tools in his hands, and it looked like it was really happening.

"Which owner wants to build the house? You can tell me about it."

"It's Mr. Zhang Xiaolang!"

Uncle Dashan quickly pointed at me and said.

"Uh!"

The old man looked in the direction of Uncle Dashan's finger and was a little surprised when he found that it was a half-year-old child.

He didn't expect it to be a child, but he still stepped forward and said:

"Hello, Mr. Zhang Xiaolang!"

"Hello, grandpa!"

"I don't dare take this seriously! I don't dare take this seriously! My surname is Wang, just call me Foreman Wang."

Zhang Sheng did not bother with him about these things, but immediately talked to him about the construction of the house.

How to build it, what is needed, what is the approximate budget, etc.

After the general plan was booked, it was almost noon, so we had to wait until we had dinner before we started construction.

It was agreed in advance that they would have to take care of lunch, so they headed directly to Uncle Dashan’s house.

Auntie has already prepared the food, so just come and eat.

The address of the new house was chosen in an open space next to where Zhang Sheng lives now. The space is quite good.

So after the craftsmen had eaten, they began to dig and clean up.

If it is built according to the plan discussed by Zhang Sheng and Wang Foreman, the money required may reach 200 yuan.

It was not enough to invest all the money from selling ginseng in the past few days.

So Zhang Sheng planned to go to the mountains again in a few days to see if he could get some more things.

With the opening of the new house, Zhang Sheng's daily practice has become a little inconvenient. After all, there are more people.

He also needed to pay attention, so he moved his practice time to the evening, because all the workers at this time had gone back.

Although the effect of practicing at night is worse, it is not too bad, and he can still accept it.

Time passed day by day, and the progress was gratifying. Zhang Sheng also expressed his admiration for people's current working attitude.

When it was first light, they came over and started working, and they worked until lunch.

Sometimes Zhang Sheng feels a little embarrassed, feeling like a capitalist oppressing workers.

In fact, he still doesn't quite understand the cruelty of this era. Scholars, farmers, industry, and businessmen are not just talk. Their status determines people's attitude towards them.

Perhaps out of pity, Zhang Sheng decided to go to the mountains to get some meat and come back to supplement them. Such a high-intensity work would not be possible without meat.

After having the idea, Zhang Sheng went up the mountain alone with a backpack on his back.

"The energy in the mountains is still strong! You can feel it as soon as you come in. It's still early today, so I hope I can get more harvest!"

As Zhang Sheng moved forward, he encountered more prey, but it was not easy to hunt them.

"hiss!"

"I'll go! Such a big radish stick! If I hadn't escaped quickly, it would have been bad to have been entangled by you."

Dala Tiao made a surprise attack and then slipped away. Zhang Sheng had no intention of killing it all, so he could only watch it get into the bushes and escape.

Zhang Sheng stopped and stopped, killing or avoiding countless snakes, insects, rats, and ants, but the harvest was very few.

"With such a big mountain, there can't be just a few ginseng sticks like last time!"

"Baaaah!"

"Hmm...! There are goats!"

Just when Zhang Sheng was complaining, a sound of sheep braying caught his attention. He couldn't let them run away now. There was no big harvest today!