Heaven's Martial Fate

Chapter 47 'The Great Opportunity'

In the next few days, Wu Dong's soup and medicine business was as hot as ever.

Especially the coolies on the pier, after they tasted the sweetness, their demand for soup medicine increased greatly.

A bowl of steaming hot soup can relieve their physical and mental fatigue. This effect is tailor-made for them.

In the morning, you only need a bowl of decoction and two steamed buns with whole grains to solve the problem of breakfast and keep you from getting tired all morning.

Another bowl at noon, plus two or three multigrain steamed buns, can last for half a day.

As for being tired and tired after returning home at night, that's not a problem at all.

Anyway, with the decoction boiled by Wu Dong, the cost of living of the coolies on the wharf has been greatly reduced, and the effect is very obvious in a short period of time.

Of course, Wu Dong is not a black-hearted businessman...

The medicinal materials used to make medicinal soup still have a certain tonic effect on the body, so they are not completely illusory stimulants.

The needs of coolies on the docks alone can sell nearly a hundred bowls of soup and medicine every day.

Coupled with the purchase quantity of small merchants and hawkers in the wharf market and the needs of sporadic passers-by, it basically stabilized at just over [-] bowls per day.

After deducting the cost of materials and various expenses, the daily net profit is [-] copper plates.

This kind of income, placed on the bottom civilians, is definitely considered rich.

After a few days of stability, Wu Dong and Yan Zhendong slowly got rid of the tedious work, leaving all the work to the younger brothers.

They didn't act as hand-off shopkeepers, and continued to sit here at the pier.

Lin Shirong, on the other hand, was unexpectedly enthusiastic.

Since the stall was borrowed on the first day, every time Wu Dong came over, he warmly greeted Wu Dong to put the soup and medicine stall next to his pork stall.

According to Lin Shirong: "We are all friends, and we should help each other!"

Believe in you!

Wu Dong didn't suffer from amnesia, so how could he forget Lin Shirong's hesitant expression the first time he came to borrow a booth.

If something goes wrong, it will be a demon!
But having said that, with the booming business of the decoction stall, Lin Shirong's butcher shop business also improved, which is a standard win-win model.

Although he was muttering in his heart, Wu Dong did not reject Lin Shirong's kindness.

The medicinal soup stall is placed next to Lin Shirong's pork shop. The biggest advantage is that it avoids many troubles from the rivers and lakes.

At this time, the bullying Shahe gang in the movie has not yet come to grab the territory.

But places like the wharf have always been a 'treasure place' where dragons and snakes mix and rivers and lakes compete for each other.

Among other things, without strong strength, the protection fee will inevitably be paid.

For a hot soup and medicine stall like Wu Dong's, if it doesn't have enough force to protect it, it will definitely be missed by all kinds of people.

These rivers and lakes forces not only want to collect protection fees, but also want Wu Dong to contribute the recipe for making soup.

There is no need to doubt that this kind of thing cannot be avoided in modern society, not to mention the end of the Qing Dynasty when the order is about to collapse.

But Lin Shirong put on a stance covering the medicinal soup stall, the Jianghu forces on the pier were scruples about Lin Shirong's force, and Baozhi Lin Huang Feihong behind him, so they didn't dare to make mistakes.

Wu Dong was clear about these situations, even if he didn't understand Yan Zhendong, he would not forget to remind him and tell them the details.

Although Wu Dong is not afraid of trouble, he can make money easily, so why make things complicated or even dangerous?
Among other things, the younger brothers under him are too young, and they still need time to grow and improve slowly.

For some unknown reason, Yan Zhendong not only taught the Eagle Claw Kung Fu, the family tradition of the Yan family in Shandong Wudong, but also taught it to a group of little beggars by the way.

Of course, the little beggars don't have the slightest foundation in martial arts, and they are still at the stage of Zama laying their foundations. It's hard to say when they will be able to apply the Eagle Claw Kungfu to actual combat.

On the other hand, Wu Dong, by virtue of his superior physical fitness compared to his peers, was basically able to beat the Eagle Claw Kung Fu routine extremely fiercely.

Gossip aside, the sun was about to set that day, and when Wu Dong was directing his younger brother to close the stall, Lin Shirong suddenly appeared and came to him.

"Pork Rong, why don't you stay at home or Baozhilin, what are you doing at the pier?"

Wu Dong asked curiously, Pork Rong only opened the stall for half a day every day, and sometimes the pork sold at the stall would close earlier.

In recent days, the two got to know each other well, and Wu Dong also changed his tune, directly calling this guy's nickname 'Pork Rong'.

This guy is quite useful, saying that he just likes such a friendly way of calling, like Wu Dong said "Brother Lin" before, but he is not very used to it.

"My master will come over tomorrow to see the specific effect of your soup!"

Zhurourong rolled his eyes and said in a bad mood: "Just to remind you, this is a very good opportunity, don't miss it, you kid!"

"explain more clearly!"

"It's too clear, it's probably going to be exposed tomorrow, don't you kid try to trick me!"

"If you don't say it, don't say it. Anyway, I don't rely on Bao Zhilin for food, so what's the big deal!"

It was true to say so, but Wu Dong returned to the re-rented foothold, and kept thinking about why Huang Feihong suddenly wanted to see the effect of the decoction.

Zhu Rourong would not come to remind him for no reason, and he would say a 'rare and great' opportunity. Obviously this time Huang Feihong came here with a purpose.

"What are you thinking, all the moves are wrong!"

Yan Zhendong was instructing a group of little beggars, including Wu Dong, to practice Eagle Claw Kungfu. Seeing Wu Dong's absent-minded appearance, he couldn't help but reprimanded him: "Don't think that you can ignore the daily basics because you have a solid foundation. exercise……"

"Master Yan, I really have something to do!"

Wu Dong hastily raised his hand to beg for mercy, signaling to his younger brothers to continue to work hard, while he pulled Yan Zhendong aside, and whispered what Rourou Rong had reminded him.

"Huang Feihong is a busy person, he won't come to see some soup for no reason!"

Yan Zhendong frowned, shook his head and said, "I don't understand either!"

This is true, since Huang Feihong became the head coach of the Black Banner Army, he has worked very hard.

Whenever the Black Banner Army practiced, he would go to the barracks early to teach the soldiers martial arts.

The people in the city are aware of it, and the wharf is a place where dragons and snakes are well-informed, so Yan Zhendong naturally has heard of it.

Ha ha……

Wu Dong rolled his eyes angrily, and said leisurely: "I have a bold guess. I guess our soup works well. Huang Feihong may recommend it to the Black Banner Army after hearing about it. This is a big list!"

Saying that, without waiting for Yan Zhendong's reaction, he hurriedly waved his hands and said, "This is just my guess, Master Yan, please don't take it seriously!"

Yan Zhendong's face turned black, and he forcibly held back the words he was about to blurt...

(End of this chapter)