Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 46 Was Complained
The little apprentice was confident, so he knocked out a big piece of iron sheet in a short time. According to Hu Qing's instructions, he wrapped it into a cylinder and then cut it open. , and then pass the water.

Then install the hinges and brackets, and you're done.

The boss came out from inside, and when he saw this thing, he gave him too many disgusted glances.

The little apprentice rummaged through the scraps and finished products, found a piece of fine iron net, put it on top, it was just right.I found some thin iron bars, baked them, and hammered them.

It's over.

Hu Qing murmured: "Is it so easy to strike iron?"

Good fire.

"This thing is too simple, I'll give you a hundred spirit beads." The little apprentice smiled stupidly, but the boss didn't hear it from the other avatar, obviously he really didn't care about this thing.

Hu Qing couldn't help asking: "Is it too cheap?"

Little apprentice: "It's the material to throw away."

Hu Qing: "." One hundred, that's expensive.

Pay for it.

"Brother, do you know where charcoal is sold?"

Little apprentice: "Charcoal? That thing can't be offered to the fire. We don't have it here."

Well, charcoal is also a mortal thing to be disliked here.

Hu Qing put the iron skewers and barbed wire in the back basket, hugged the stove, and turned around inadvertently, just in time to see the boss looking at the busy little apprentice with obscure eyes.

stunned.

Shui Xin said softly, "Boss, he won't live for a few years."

Hu Qing was silent for a while, and walked out for a long time: "So, I must practice."

Shui Xin: "I can't bear to part with my daughter."

"Nonsense, you won't be willing to part with the meat that falls from your body."

Finally found the charcoal in the grocery store, thick with ash.

The boss is in his fifties, and his eyes are full of nostalgia: "Baopingfang is like spring all the year round, so I don't need this. My family inherited charcoal burning, and I burned it myself a few years ago, which is just a memory. I didn't expect someone to buy it. , I’m going to burn another kiln, and I won’t be able to move my old arms and legs. I haven’t been out since I came here, and I don’t know what my hometown has become. Maybe in two years, no one will open my shop.”

Hu Qing's mood sank, why did he meet and hear all the bad things in the past two days?

With nostalgia in mind, the boss finally didn't give Hu Qing, a fellow villager in a broad sense, any advantage. He took her two hundred Lingzhu for a basket of charcoal, and didn't even negotiate the price. He called it the only one in Baopingfang.

After leaving the main street, Shui Xin laughed loudly: "I have seen the wisdom of ordinary people."

Hu Qing snorted coldly, and after getting angry, he burned charcoal by himself.

Then I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, but Shui Xin felt that she bought too little and forced her to buy more, so she plausibly said, "I earned Lingshi."

Hu Qing wanted to kick him, but he had to spend all these few dollars at once, who is so disrespectful to the prodigal monk.

After buying all the things and going home, Shui Xin was happily washing and chopping the vegetables. Hu Qing lit the stove. In order to send the Buddha away, she tried her best to let him eat well. Iron post post good on the road.

The smell of the barbecue is too overbearing, even if there is no meat, the woman next door is dizzy from the smell of steamed buns with eggplant and mushrooms.

Fortunately, the barbecue grill was placed at the base of the west wall, so she couldn't see anyone, but seeing things and only smelling them was even more tormenting.

The fragrance is getting thicker and heavier, and the wind today is also soft and weak. If the fragrance is blown over, it cannot be blown away.

After hearing this for a long time, the woman felt her stomach twisted, cursed and got down from the wall, tucked her purse into the street, and went out into the street.

Shui Xin has a good ear, and teased Hu Qing: "You did it on purpose, you tortured her like this, isn't it an act of revenge?"

Hu Qing: "What did I do wrong? If she dares to buy it, I dare to sell it. I don't want to spend a penny and want me to take advantage of her? How am I like a good person?"

Shui Xin nodded, she couldn't stop eating the shiitake mushrooms in her left hand and the dried tofu in her right hand.

Hu Qing didn't eat, Shui Xin knew that she was afraid of the embarrassment of solving personal hygiene problems in the house. She had already eaten Bigu Dan and didn't eat anything. She felt a little bit guilty, and her stay really caused her troubles.

Think: "How about I help you wash the scriptures and cut the marrow."

Hu Qing: "What?"

Shui Xin: "I'll fill your body and forcefully introduce Qi into your body. You are too old, and when will you be able to refine your Qi."

Hu Qing doubted: "Are you so kind?"

Shui Xin put down the empty skewer in his hand and picked up two new ones: "Thank you. But, don't think this is a good thing. You are too old, your meridians are blocked, and you are rushing with the power of medicine-it will hurt to death. "

Talking without delaying his eating, he took a big bite: "Besides, forcing it away will cause some damage to the body. I don't guarantee success. What do you think?"

Hu Qing blinked: "Don't want my money?"

Shui Xin let out a sigh, spewed out some steamed bun residue, and hastily pursed her lips: "I don't want your money, but you can cook a few more meals."

"Oh," Hu Qing understood: "It seems that it is not expensive."

Shui Xin: "The medicine is not expensive, but it is suffering. Many monks use this method, because they have spiritual power to protect the body, but ordinary people are different, so I really don't guarantee that you will die."

Hu Qing: "It can be regarded as a shortcut."

Shui Xin: "That's right."

"Okay, I agree." Hu Qing grabbed a handful of skewers and placed them on the wire mesh for brushing: "Come, come, tell me what you want to eat."

Shui Xin smiled, she should have thought that there must be more strings in front of her now.

Guaranteed: "Don't worry, I won't let you die, as long as you feed me."

Hu Qing lowered his face: "You monk has no taboo about speaking, you will be beaten to death sooner or later when you talk like this."

"Huh?" Shui Xin really didn't understand.

Forget it, talking to a monk about these things turned out to be teasing me.Hu Qing ignored him.

"You are almost poisoned, hurry out of the city to get something."

Shui Xin: "I was just about to talk about this. Last night, my spiritual power was exhausted, and the residual poison returned, and the injury worsened. I need to stay for a few more days."

Hu Qing: I always feel that he is lying. Shouldn't monks stop lying?

Shui Xin rubbed his warm belly, it was rare to find new fun, he was a fool to leave early.

Chao Huazong, Qiao Yu had a daily headache, and real people from various peaks complained to him: Because Hu Nuan brought food and drink every day, and the more he brought, the more he shared, his apprentices and children-gained weight.

Qiao Yu doesn't believe it, how many days has he been an apprentice?That is to say, I brought back a lot of pots and jars when I came back from visiting relatives this time. I didn’t bring enough before. How many mouthfuls can Hu Nuan eat for himself?How did they fatten up their disciples?
Cough, of course, the point is not whether you are fat or not, it is—a cultivator abstains from ordinary food, even if he eats, he must eat spiritual vegetables, spiritual meat and spiritual rice.

The real people of each family were angry that their disciples had absorbed impurities. Although it was not a big problem, just take a detox pill, but listening to the disciples, it was obvious that Qiao Yu's disciple was not a first-time offender or an occasional offender, but a habitual offender who would last forever.

"Master, I think eating meat is very good, and my strength has grown."

Listen, listen, is this what a cultivator should say?Everything is inferior, only comprehension is high.Immortal style is not good, do you have to do that invisible coolie physical training?Those are the helpless choices of people with bad spiritual roots.

Ask Qiao Yu to give an explanation.

(End of this chapter)