Longevity starts with strengthening the internal organs

Xiushui Town.

Jin Fu was busy preparing the ingredients for the evening in the kitchen.

Since Heiyunzi was wiped out, Xiushui Town and its surrounding areas have returned to their former peace.

The rich families who had fled also came back.

The town became prosperous again.

Even this small restaurant started to get busy.

But even so, the income earned was still only enough for Jin Fu to barely survive.

Thinking of this, Jin Fu, who had just kneaded a large vat of noodles and was waking up, couldn't help but sigh.

Whenever he has free time, Jin Fu will think of the origin of his name.

His father had racked his brains to give him this name, which could be said to have placed infinite hopes on him.

Coupled with their family name, they are even more blessed.

But on the contrary, their ancestors lived in extreme poverty for three generations.

His grandfather worked hard all his life, but in the end he didn't even have a full meal. His father became ill from overwork in order to open this small restaurant, and passed away early.

Now in his generation, although he is not hungry, it is destined to be a luxury to hope that he can get ahead, marry a wife and have children by relying on this small restaurant.

After feeling sorry for himself for a moment, Jin Fu got up and prepared to cut noodles in advance for the evening noodles.

At this moment, the door curtain opened and a gust of cold wind came in.

Then a slovenly middle-aged man walked in from outside.

I saw that the cotton-padded jacket on his body was in bloom, and the oil stain on his chest was so thick that it reflected light. He looked even miserable than a beggar.

When he saw this man, Jin Fu couldn't help but feel helpless.

"Old Yangtou, why are you here again?"

The man did not respond, but fumbled around in his arms for a long time before finally taking out a grain of silver sand stained with stains.

"A pot of broken glass."

Glass Broken is the name of a kind of wine. It is so turbid and strong that when you drink it, it feels like you have swallowed a mouthful of broken glass, hence the name.

This is also the cheapest wine sold in small restaurants.

And this man is also the old Yangtou from before.

When he came to the small restaurant, he was not as anxious as he is now. Instead, he would order four dishes for every meal, and also ask for a pot of lotus white, and then sit down and drink slowly.

But now he is so confused that he doesn't even dare to buy more wine like broken glass.

Seeing this scene, Jin Fu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Ever since Hei Yunzi was annihilated by the heroes of Canglong Temple, the man who had made friends with the old Yangtou woman had never been here again.

Over time, Lao Yangtou's mother-in-law couldn't bear the hardship, so she ran away with others.

Leaving Lao Yangtou alone at home, he was either drinking or on the way to drink every day.

"Old Yangtou, stop drinking. If you have the money, buy a cotton-padded jacket. Although the Chinese New Year is over now, it's still early for spring to begin. If you continue like this, you won't freeze to death." Jin Fu kindly tried to dissuade him. .

But Old Yangtou didn't listen at all, but stretched his hand forward and said with an indifferent expression.

"Broken glass."

At this time, several idle men who often drank in the small restaurant couldn't help laughing when they saw this.

"Xiao Jinzi, don't bother. Old Yangtou has to get drunk to meet his mother-in-law."

"Old Yangtou, where did you get this money from? I heard that you even sold the roof tiles at home. It's going to snow, and you don't even have to go out to watch the snow."

Amidst these joking and mocking words, Old Yangtou looked numb, as if he didn't hear them.

Seeing this scene, Jin Fu could only shake his head helplessly, took the silver sand, and then went to the wine jar next to him to fill a pot full of broken glass.

"Here, I'll give you another salted duck egg, otherwise drinking this kind of strong liquor on an empty stomach can easily lead to accidents," Jin Fu said.

Lao Yang didn't even say thank you. He took the wine bottle and eagerly took a big sip before staggering out.

"Hey, where are you going? Let's drink here." Jin Fu was really worried and walked around the wine cabinet to stop him.

At this moment, the door curtain was opened again, and then a person walked in from the outside.

"Shopkeeper, here's a bowl of noodles."

The sound is clearer and clearer.

Jin Fu always felt that this voice sounded familiar, but when he looked up, he was stunned.

Not only him, but all the idle men who were laughing and mocking Old Yangtou also fell silent after seeing the visitor, and did not dare to say anything more.

The visitor was a tall young man, who looked to be about 20 years old. His clothes were not luxurious, but he was very clean and tidy.

His face is handsome, especially his eyes, which shine like stars.

People in the small town like them had never seen such a handsome and prosperous person, so they were naturally a little surprised.

Could this be the noble son of some wealthy family out for fun?

Jin Fu reacted faster and quickly agreed.

"Okay, sir, please take a seat."

As he spoke, he wiped the tables and chairs very diligently.

Zhao Ya sat down and glanced across the faces of the people in the restaurant.

Well, basically nothing has changed. He is still the same person as when he pretended to be a wandering doctor last time.

Except this old Yangtou.

Zhao Ya was deeply impressed by this man who hid in a small restaurant to drink while his wife was being slept with.

I didn’t expect that after not seeing him for a few days, he would become like this.

But it's normal to think about it, after all, his mother-in-law's lover, Hei Yunzi's subordinate, has been killed by him.

For people like Lao Yangtou, Zhao Ya couldn't say he disliked him, but he definitely couldn't say he liked him, so he just glanced at him.

But for Zhao Ya, a casual glance was a shock to someone like Lao Yangtou, who almost fell to the ground.

Then he hurriedly ran out of the small restaurant.

Not only him, but the other idle men also felt the strong pressure, so they all ran away.

Soon, only Zhao Ya and Jin Fu were left in the small restaurant.

When Jin Fu came up with a bowl of hot shredded pork noodles, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

You must know that these idle people can stay in a small restaurant for a whole day just to enjoy the heat here if they buy a glass of wine. Otherwise, they have to light a fire when they get home. What a waste.

Why did you leave so early today?

Jin Fu was still a little confused.

Zhao Ya had already picked up the bowl and started eating.

To be honest, the taste of the noodles is not really good.

After all, you can’t buy any good ingredients from a small restaurant, it’s just to fill your stomach.

But Zhao Ya still ate the entire bowl of noodles without any waste.

After eating, he put down his chopsticks and smiled at Jin Fu.

"Little shopkeeper, how old are you this year?"

Jin Fu was a little confused and always felt that the young man looked at him in a weird way.

It's as if the elders are looking at the younger ones.

"Just turned eighteen." Jin Fu replied honestly.

Zhao Ya nodded, "Very good."

"Huh? What's good?" Jin Fu didn't understand.

"I mean you are very good for your age. I think I was so energetic when I was the same age as you." Zhao Ya said.

If he hadn't been frightened by Zhao Ya's momentum, Jin Fu would have really wanted to curse.

I am only about 20 years old, so why do I sound so old-fashioned?

But at this time, Jin Fu could only stay with his smiling face and did not dare to say anything else.

Zhao Ya smiled secretly in his heart when he saw this, and finally decided not to tease him anymore.

"Is the young shopkeeper prepared to guard this small restaurant for the rest of his life at such a young age?"

"Then what can we do?" Jin Fu said with a bitter smile.

"I have no ability and no background. Apart from this small restaurant left at home, what else can I do?"

"Then if there is a road here, would the young shopkeeper be willing to take it?"

"What way?" Jin Fu asked immediately, but then added.

"Let me tell you first, I won't do anything illegal."

Zhao Ya smiled and said, "Don't worry, if you were a bad person, I wouldn't want you."

"Do you know who I am?"

After a moment, Jin Fu's eyes widened and his hands were trembling slightly.

Because he knows that what he is facing at this moment may be a major decision related to his life's destiny.

"So would you rather or..."

"I do!" Jin Fu said decisively, and then he knelt down with a plop.

"You must think clearly. After joining Canglong Temple, you will never be able to leave. You will also be bound by the temple rules. Any violation will be severely punished," Zhao Ya said.

"Disciple, please think clearly. If you really violate the temple rules, you will be punished without any complaints."

"Okay, then from now on you will be an outer disciple of Canglong Temple." Zhao Ya immediately made a decision.

Jin Fu was so excited that his whole body was shaking.

He knew that his fate would change here.

Although the road ahead is still very difficult, it is better than living alone in a small restaurant for the rest of your life.

"Get up, then pack your things and go to the outer gate at the foot of Canglong Temple to report. When you get there, say you were introduced by me and someone will greet you."

"Then Master..."

"Don't call me master, I am your senior brother, do you understand?" Zhao Ya corrected him.

"Yes, Senior Brother, where are you going?" Jin Fu asked.

"Of course I'm going to the next place to recruit disciples. You don't need to ask any more questions. Just pack up and leave quickly."

This is also a test for Jin Fu. If he can't even part with this little possession, his future achievements in martial arts will be limited.

"Understood." Jin Fu got up and went to work immediately.

Zhao Ya didn't stop, turned around and left the small restaurant.

Looking at the homes of wealthy families in the distance, Zhao Ya suddenly remembered that when he did the mission of Hei Yunzi's disciple, it was written clearly.

After the achievement is completed, there will not only be rewards for the teacher's contribution, but also a bounty raised by these merchants.

But Zhao Ya has not received the money until now.

If it had been someone else, Zhao Ya would probably have suspected whether he had been corrupted by him.

But the person in charge of the teacher's task is Shen Yunshen. Apart from being fond of the things in the cup, this person does not value money at all.

So there is only one possibility, and that is that these wealthy households went back on their word and did not pay for it at all.

Maybe they think that for such a big industry as Canglong Temple, they probably don't value this small amount of money at all. Anyway, the people of Heiyunzi have already surrendered to the law, so it's okay if they don't pay for it.

But Zhao Ya didn't think so.

If Canglong Temple wants to truly rise from the ashes, the most important thing is to change this ambiguous attitude.

Merits must be rewarded and demerits must be punished.

Only in this way can Canglong Temple be truly awe-inspiring.

So Zhao Ya decided to resolve this matter before going to Nandian Town.

A moment later, the owner of the largest wealthy family in Xiushui Town, Sun Cheng, was having dinner with his concubines.

The food was hot pot.

While eating, Sun Cheng got excited and asked his new concubine to sing a ditty to cheer him up.

It was freezing outside, but inside the house was as warm as spring. Sun Cheng was eating hot pot and listening to songs, and he felt extremely happy in his heart.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the restaurant.

"Oh my god, it's haunted!"

One concubine was frightened and fainted on the spot. It was Sun Cheng who was more courageous as he traveled all over the country, but he also knew that the person who came was definitely not an ordinary person, so he forced himself to ask.

"You...who are you?"

Zhao Ya didn't talk nonsense, "Mr. Sun, Hei Yunzi has been wiped out, and your caravan can resume activities. It must have made a lot of profits just this time a year ago."

Sun Cheng was speechless when he was told, "You...you..."

"I am from Canglong Temple. You must know what you said when you came to Canglong Temple for help. Now that Heiyunzi has been wiped out by us, what about the money promised to us?" Zhao Ya said calmly. road.

Sun Cheng broke into a cold sweat as soon as he heard this.

After Heiyunzi was wiped out, the remaining merchants had promised to pay bounties, but they were stopped by Sun Cheng.

He felt that Canglong Temple should not care about such trivial matters. If he had the money, it would be better for him to stay and take care of his wife.

As a result, someone came to my door unexpectedly.

He was speechless, and in the end he could only say hesitantly: "I...I forgot. I'm really sorry. I'll ask someone to get it for you now."

"The previously agreed amount is no longer enough. Now we have to get twice as much," Zhao Ya said.

Sun Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, double is double, but I'm not the only one who didn't pay, you have to check out the other ones too."

"That's natural."

Sun Cheng did not dare to be negligent at this time. He ordered someone to get the money and handed it to Zhao Ya himself.

Zhao Ya took it in his hand and opened it to see a thick stack of gold leaves inside. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, then I won't disturb Mr. Sun's enjoyment and let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Ya disappeared into the restaurant.

Sun Cheng was so scared that he was trembling all over. He was secretly glad that he was not obsessed with money just now, otherwise his head might be cooking in the hot pot now.

"Old... Master, do you still want to eat?" A concubine asked tremblingly.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat shit, starting from today, my whole family will feed me a vegetarian diet for a month." Sun Cheng said sadly.

At the same time, Zhao Ya quickly and neatly visited the homes of all the wealthy households in Xiushui Town.

There really was someone who didn't want to give money, but with Zhao Ya's slight punishment, the two sides quickly reached a happy consensus.

When Zhao Ya left Xiushui Town with a bag full of gold leaves and headed to Nandian Town.

Xia Jiye from Canglong Temple was meeting someone in a hidden corner of the back mountain.

"These are the specific details of this target, and there is also his portrait inside." Xia Jiye threw a package over.

Opposite him was an ordinary middle-aged man, the kind of man you wouldn't find if you were thrown into a crowd.

He took the package, opened it, looked at it, and then sneered.

"Fifth Realm? When did Elder Xia have an opponent of this level?"