Cultivation starts from drawing superhuman physique

Chapter 11 Tea Stall
"set off!"

"Master Su, please ride my horse!" Wu Santong led his black-scaled horse to Su Poman's side and respectfully handed over the rein.

At first, Su Poman wanted to ride an ox cart. After all, he had never ridden a horse before, but now that Wu Santong gave up his mount, he thought he could give it a try.

Galloping a horse with a negative sword is very yearning for everyone who has watched martial arts movies, and Su Poman is no exception, and the skill of riding a horse has to be learned sooner or later.

The black-scaled horse is relatively tall, and it would be very laborious for ordinary people to get on the horse. Su Poman grabbed the reins and stepped on the stirrups to turn over with great ease.

The black-scaled horse shook its body uncomfortably, it seemed that it was not familiar with Su Poman and was somewhat resistant.

Su Poman stroked the black-scaled horse's neck a few times, then lightly clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and the black-scaled horse walked forward, not fast.

Su Poman held the rein in one hand and supported the saddle with the other, feeling a little shaking. Because of his strong physique, although he couldn't control the rhythm of riding, he didn't feel any discomfort.

Sun Wei hurriedly led the way, and Lu Peng followed Su Poman, a little behind.

As for Wu Santong, he was sitting on the bullock cart, and he still felt some pain in his chest.

The convoy started slowly, not very fast.

"Lord Su, the road to escort the salt cargo is not smooth. Although our Haihe gang can deter ordinary Xiaoxiao, we also have some desperadoes, so we should be more careful on the road." Lu Peng introduced in a low voice.

Su Poman nodded, he had also done some understanding of the general situation of Pu country, it is quite common to encounter robbers who cut the road on the road.

Because of the existence of warriors, the official power of the Pu country can't manage the wilderness, especially those deep mountains and dense forests. Therefore, when traveling far this year, you really need something close to you, either a martial arts, or a few Companions with weapons.

A blue flag was planted on the ox cart carrying salt, and a huge sea wave was embroidered with white thread on the flag.

With the existence of the flag, many troubles can be avoided. After all, the Haihe Gang is also the number one force in Lianyun County.

On the way, Su Poman chatted with Lu Peng while admiring the surrounding scenery.

This territory is very similar to the southern region of the Blue Star Huaxia Kingdom. There is no snowfall all year round, and the vegetation in the wild is extremely dense.

Green mountains and green waters, lush forests and bamboos, wild trees and flowers, strange pines and strange rocks, all kinds of beautiful scenery can be seen everywhere.

The tall stream rushes down from the cliff, looking like a silver belt from a distance. The branches and leaves above the dense forest occasionally move suddenly, and the white ape can be vaguely seen jumping to another tree trunk with its arms hanging.

Brown deer are drinking water by the small river covered with pebbles, and fish jump up from time to time in the water, shining golden scales in the sun.

The emerald poisonous snake hides among the green bamboo leaves, spits out a letter and makes a faint neighing sound, then shoots out suddenly, biting a small insect flying in the air.

The small snake with the thickness of a finger slipped from the bamboo leaves and landed on the road, making it obvious to everyone.

The emerald green color is extremely conspicuous on the khaki road.

But it seemed to know that humans are not easy to mess with, so it meandered and quickly got into the pile of bamboo leaves by the roadside.

A coachman on the carriage exclaimed, "That's a green bamboo leaf, it's very poisonous, be careful!"

After that, he took out a pack of medicinal powder from his bosom and sprinkled it on the limbs of the cart-drawing cattle.In this way, snakes will not easily approach the convoy.

Su Poman twitched his nose, and he knew it was a pack of realgar powder, and the pungent smell was easy to identify.

The convoy traveled until noon and stopped at a roadside tea stall. It was the hottest time of the day, and everyone wanted to stop for something to eat before going on the road.

This tea stand is similar to a tent, covered with a white cloth, and behind it is a dilapidated wooden house. An old man in his sixties and a half-year-old man are busy inside the tea stand. The rag wiped down the innermost table.

"Master warriors, please come inside!"

At this moment, there were already seven or eight people drinking tea in the tea stall. When they saw Su Poman and others coming, they quickly lowered their heads, and even a slightly older middle-aged man with white temples ignored the obstruction of his companions and left with a bundle. , leaving a copper coin on the table as tea money, because this place is not far from the town, and he no longer needs to go with others.

For ordinary people, warriors are people who cannot be provoked. Once a warrior comes to make trouble, it will be a catastrophe for ordinary people.

The originally bustling tea stand suddenly became quiet, as if the surroundings were suppressed by something.

Sun Wei pulled back the stool, stretched his arms and respectfully said, "Master Su, sit down first, I'll go get some dishes!"

After Su Poman sat down, a pot of herbal tea was quickly brought up in front of him. Wu Santong personally carried the teapot and poured a bowl of tea into the large white pottery bowl in front of Su Poman's eyes.

"Don't be cautious, you all sit down!" Su Poman took a sip of herbal tea and said with a faint smile.

This tea can't be said to be good, but it is undoubtedly the most thirst-quenching thing for people who are on the road in the hot summer, and it is also quite popular with some vendors who walk outside all the year round.

Not long after, the servant came over carrying a large basket, carefully placed it on one side of the table, and filled it with bread.

Sun Wei also brought over a large pot of sauced beef from the back kitchen, and the old shopkeeper brought over two plates of cold dishes with a smile on his face, both of which were very generous.

"Hold on a few distinguished guests, the little old man will cook some hot dishes later, and he will be here soon!" After the old shopkeeper finished speaking with a smile, he half bowed his body and slowly backed away.

For the arrival of the martial artist, the old shopkeeper is a little happy in his heart. The martial artist has a huge appetite, and basically he will not pay for his food, so he has made a lot of profits.

Su Poman was also very surprised by the portion of the food served, but seeing that the three of Sun Wei had the same demeanor as expected, he suppressed his doubts in his heart.

Not long after, two steaming meat dishes came to the table, namely braised rabbit meat and steamed venison.

"Master Su, you can eat first, if it's not enough, I'll go to the forest to get game!" Changpeng held up the chopsticks and handed them to Su Poman.

Su Poman took the chopsticks, brought over a noodle pancake, and ate it with the sauced beef and small cold dishes.

Here, Su Poman moved his chopsticks, and the other three hurriedly followed suit, stuffing the bread into their mouths with their hands.

It looks like the reincarnation of a hungry ghost.

Su Poman has never practiced martial arts in this world, so he doesn't know the way of it.

In this world, warriors pay great attention to Qi and blood in their early training, and every exercise will consume a lot of energy, so every warrior has an amazing appetite, which is four or five times that of ordinary people, and at the same time, they must have meat.

Every time Qi and blood are circulated, the energy stored in the body will be consumed, and the dependence on food is great.If you don't get enough nutritional supplements when you practice kung fu, it's easy to damage your body, cause qi and blood to collapse, and even cause martial arts to regress.

In this world, the rich are poor and rich.

If it were an ordinary family, it would be almost impossible to support a martial artist’s practice. Mere food alone would eat up a family, not to mention the precious medicinal materials that can assist in cultivation and all kinds of sky-high magical skills and cheats. .

Every force with martial artists must control a financial income that can support itself, just like the Haihe Gang, which makes huge profits by selling green salt, so that they have enough capital to support the gang.

Other gangs in Jianghu, famous big factions all have their own sources of income. It is said that the masters of those big factions who have entered the third-rank realm can eat a cow in one meal, and their terrifying appetite is simply sensational.

(End of this chapter)