Secret Talent At The Beginning, Burning Corpses Can Make You Stronger

The red flesh color is particularly attractive, attracting many wealthy families from the wharf to buy it.

Beef was a meat that rich people could afford in the Dali Dynasty, because it was a felony to kill a cow without permission.

As a farming civilization in the East, cattle are an important means of production. All dynasties have strictly prohibited the private slaughter of cattle.

The old, weak, injured and sick must be killed. They must be reported to the government and approved by the government before they can be slaughtered. Moreover, the cowhide, tendons and horns of the cow must be handed over free of charge. They are military supplies.

What made Qin He a little strange was that the shopkeeper of the cattle shop wiped his tears while watching Xiaoer cut the beef, as if his father had died.

There are so many cows in the cattle industry, birth, old age, sickness and death are normal, and cry every time a cow dies?

You are not sister Lin.

"Virtue, bah!"

Qin He spat, and left with the cauldron on his shoulders.

As a result, after walking a few steps, he heard something behind him.

"Catch the thief!!"

"Thief who steals money!"

Qin He turned around, only to see a very handsome man pointing at a running figure and shouting.

Stride to chase, but the speed is too bad.

The running figure was very thin but very agile, he slipped through the crowd quickly, crossed the corner of the street and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The rich man ran to the corner and could still find someone, but he could only swear and speak harshly, in fact, he probably didn't even see the person's face clearly.

...

Hou Xiaoliu ran for a long time, and stopped at the base of a wall. The rapid running made his chest heave violently. He gasped for a moment. He looked around and opened the money bag he just got. Inside was a small ingot Silver and a dozen copper coins.

After weighing it, he reckoned there was a little Siliang, and he smiled with satisfaction.

"See, split the money in half."

At this moment, a voice in Leng Buding's ear scared him almost out of his wits.

He hid the silver behind him like lightning and took a closer look. A man with an iron pot on his head was standing beside him at some point, grinning, his white teeth dazzled his eyes.

Hou Xiaoliu ran away without saying a word, and was covered in white sweat from shock.

Because he couldn't figure out when that person came to him.

Fortunately, he ran, but the man didn't catch up.

Hou Xiaoliu ran from East Street to West Street in one breath, turning around and hiding in a ruined temple before stopping.

But before he could catch his breath, the voice came from above his head again.

"We'll split the meeting in half."

Hou Xiaoliu looked up and saw that the man with the iron pan was squatting on the wall, smiling at him.

Hou Xiaoliu uttered "Well~", got up and continued to run.

There was another rush of wolves and dolphins, and ran from the west to the north.

The result was the same as before, as soon as he stopped, the man appeared.

"We'll split the meeting in half." The voice was magical.

Hou Xiaoliu was really terrified. He had never seen or heard of someone who chased him like playing with a big iron pot, then he was not an ordinary person.

"My good man, please forgive me. I've been hungry for three days, and I can't hold it any longer. You can give me a way to survive." Hou Xiaoliu was sweating coldly, and he couldn't escape the feeling of someone's palm even though he tried his best, which made him extremely frightened.

If you arrest yourself to see an official, you will peel off your skin if you don't die.

"Splitting it in half won't cut off your way of life, right?" The visitor tilted his head.

"what?"

Hou Xiaoliu was stunned, "Split it in half?"

"What's your name?"

"Hou...Hou Xiaoliu."

"Bring the purse."

"Yes, good man."

Under absolute control, Hou Xiaoliu didn't dare to have other thoughts at all.

Qin He took the money bag, took out the small silver ingot inside and broke it lightly, the silver ingot split into two halves.

He put half of it in his pocket, put the other half back into the purse and threw it back to Hou Xiaoliu.

Hou Xiaoliu looked dumbfounded, this kind of silver ingot is very hard, even a small piece may not be able to be bitten off by his teeth, yet this man can break the silver with bare hands.

Could the silver be fake?

Hou Xiaoliu suddenly thought of it, and hurriedly took out the silver and put it in his mouth to bite.

After biting it, I found that the silver was fine.

Waiting to look at the hero again, hey, the person disappeared again.

...

"Shopkeeper, here's a catty of beef."

Qin He returned to the bull's head stall with the iron pot on his back, and put down six pieces of silver.

"Okay."

The little second-hand was very nimble, so he cut a piece for Qin He, and it weighed exactly one catty.

A look is a connoisseur.

Qin He took the beef and went to the grain and oil shop. He spent all the remaining one tael or so, and bought a catty of sesame oil, ten catties of flour, half a catty of leaven, a kitchen knife, a little Chinese prickly ash, ginger, and Fuliu vine. , cornel and other condiments.

Back to the crematorium full of people, all the cremators went to sleep, only Yang Baitou watched Qin He back to the crematorium in surprise.

The cremators are past today and don't know if there will be a tomorrow. It is not surprising to buy food and drink. It is absolutely unprecedented to buy pots. Yang Baitou has stayed in the crematorium for thirty years, which is unheard of.

An iron pot is not cheap, if you buy it back and say it is not good, you will give it to someone else tomorrow.

Qin He's move is to show one thing, he will "live" in the crematorium.

Only those who live a life will buy "households" for themselves.

"Sure enough, a strange person must have a strange behavior!"

Yang Baitou gave Qin He an amazing evaluation.

Qin He put down his things, went to Yang Baitou to borrow a cart, and went outside to move stones and mud for a stove.

Working with inner strength is fast, and the big rock is broken into seven or eight pieces immediately when it is slapped down, and the corners and corners are repaired, and they are as smooth as bricks.

Go back and forth four or five times, and the materials will be collected.

Then it is built.

It doesn't take a lot of skill to build a single stove, and it will be built slowly with tinkering.

Although it is ugly, it does not affect the practicality.

Once the iron pot is placed on top, and then a circle of mud is covered, the stove is considered to be a success.

After shoveling some cinders and igniting them with kerosene to slowly roast the water, Qin He went to knead the noodles again.

Tonight, he planned to have a solid meal.

He Haomian then went to a nearby mass grave and cut two bamboo sticks to make a bowl and chopsticks steamer.

Once the Shadowless Hand is activated, not only can these things be done, but they can also be done very quickly.

By the time everything was ready, it was getting dark.

The corpses of Bingmasi came, sixteen in total.

The "enlightenment" of the villain trio still didn't make any progress, and Qin He was given a bye, and not a single corpse was delivered.

For the sake of the food being served, Qin He temporarily spared them and continued his great food business.

Busy to the top of the mountain, Qin He had a very hearty meal of fried beef with chili and steamed buns with white noodles, and it was finally on the table.

The white and loose steamed buns are sweet even without sugar.

Not to mention the stir-fried beef with chili, one bite is full of happiness.

Just as Qin He was feasting, and his cheeks were full, there was a sudden sound of the door opening.

Qin He raised his head because he didn't hear the footsteps.

Not only was there no sound of footsteps, but even the sound of officers patrolling outside disappeared at some point.

The door opened, and a white-faced young man wearing a small bamboo hat came in. Seeing Qin He's round cheeks, he looked at the food on the table, and was slightly taken aback.

Qin He was also stunned.

"Who are you?"

"Luo Jiu."

The visitor took off the bamboo hat and hung it on the beam of the house, came to the front and said, "I don't dare to ask someone."

"Who?"

The visitor took out a portrait from his arms, on which was a young man with a handsome face.

Qin He recognized Liu Cang, the Snake Fairy.