Sweeping the world

Chapter 93 Born with a waste body?

Step into the spacious slaughterhouse from the outside.

A foul smell came over the face, there was a strong smell of blood mixed with feces, and some inexplicable smells mixed together, making people subconsciously want to leave when they walked in here.

Chen Ming walked in here with a blank expression on his face. Although he was prepared in his heart, he was still suffocated by the smell here.

In the past, Liu Changling was able to work and even live here for a long time, which is really remarkable.

Chen Ming has already decided to go back and find someone to make a mask.

But at least for now, there is still work to be done.

So he turned around, his gaze slowly shifted to the corner, and stared at the chickens and ducks in the corner.

In the corner, as if foreseeing their next fate, a few chickens and ducks were trembling, and their entire bodies were trembling slightly.

It looks rather pitiful.

A kitchen knife fell, and several chicken heads and duck heads fell to the ground.

Relying on the skillful experience in memory, Chen Ming easily plucked a few chickens and ducks and bled them, and then divided them.

Most of the parts will be sent to the cafeteria later, and Chen Ming can keep some trivial things like chicken intestines as welfare.

There are not many things that can be left on a chicken and duck, but at least a hundred chickens and ducks are killed here a day, and there is a lot of things accumulated.

As long as Chen Ming thought about it, he could still leave a lot of things behind.

Numbly killing the last chicken in front of him, Chen Ming felt that his body was already full of stench.

Killing chickens, this is really the first time in two lives, especially when there are so many chickens killed.

Chen Ming felt a little numb.

"Chang Ling, you are very fast today."

Numbly, he walked out of the slaughterhouse, and the steward in charge of acceptance was a little surprised: "Not only is the speed much faster, but the cuts are much better than before."

"It's always about progress."

Chen Ming said casually: "Hurry up and save more time to practice martial arts."

He is not the old Liu Changling.

After reaching the Tendon Tempering Realm, the strength of his body has long surpassed that before, and even his control over strength is not comparable to that of Liu Changling in the past.

Killing people is not a problem, let alone slaughtering some chickens and ducks.

"That's true."

The steward nodded, although he was surprised, he did not suspect him.

Returning to his place of residence with a stench all over his body, Chen Ming fetched water to take a shower, and then started another action, picking up the ingredients from the slaughterhouse and starting cooking.

Although the house is simple and crude, there are some basic kitchen utensils for living and cooking, which were left by Liu Changling before.

Chen Ming didn't dislike the rudimentary place here either. He picked up the meat and started cooking. He made several big pots in a row and put them on the table.

After a while, dusk was approaching, the sun was about to set, and several people began to visit the door.

"Brother Changling"

Xu Qing came in from the door, and when he saw the dishes on the table, he was stunned: "Why are you so early today?"

"The condition is better today, so the kill is faster."

Chen Ming held the stir-fried diced chicken in his hands, and said casually, "Sit down and have a taste?"

"Okay."

Xu Qing seemed to be hungry for a long time. Seeing what Chen Ming said, he just sat down, picked up his chopsticks and began to pick up vegetables, enjoying himself there.

Although there is not much seasoning, and most of the ingredients are left over by others, with a strong fishy smell, but for the handyman disciples, being able to eat meat is already a great happiness.

Especially the handyman disciples like Xu Qing and Liu Changling who are practicing martial arts are in the process of growing their bodies, and martial arts consume a lot of energy. It is not enough to rely on the little porridge prepared for the handyman disciples in the canteen.

Because of this, after every meal, they would come to Liu Changling's house for dinner.

After a while, the girl from before also came.

The girl's name is Song Ling, and she grew up with Xu Sen and Liu Changling as childhood playmates.

"How do I feel that Brother Chang Ling's craftsmanship has improved a lot?"

Looking at the seven or eight dishes on the table, Xu Qing couldn't help but smile while eating.

Of course it has improved a lot.

In the past, Liu Changling was completely single-minded in cooking. He just added random ingredients to the pot, and the food he made could only be said to be barely cooked.

Although Chen Ming is not a great chef, he is still a successor to socialism who was self-reliant (poor). He has done some cooking and so on.

I don't know the way of being too high-end, but it is not difficult to widen the gap with the previous Liu Changling.

"correct."

Eating the food in his hand, Xu Qing seemed to think of something, took out something, and said at the same time: "This is a medicinal powder from the medicine hall. It is said to be very effective in forging bones."

"Brother Changling, you are in the process of forging your bones, this medicinal powder will definitely do a lot for you."

"You gave me this, what about yourself?"

Looking at Xu Qing, Chen Ming asked back.

"I don't need it."

Xu Qing smiled, and said indifferently, "Brother, you don't know me yet."

"I was born with a waste body. No matter how hard I practice, I'm doomed to fail. Instead of wasting these things, I might as well give them to you, big brother."

"and many more."

Chen Ming was stunned, and quickly said, "What did you just say?"

"what?"

Xu Qing was a little baffled: "I said it's a waste to give it to me, so it's better to give it to you, brother."

"No, the previous sentence."

Chen Ming had a weird expression on his face. He looked at Xu Sen in front of him with scrutiny in his eyes: "You said you were born with a disabled body?"

"Yes."

Xu Qing's face darkened: "I am born with a special physique, and the speed of practicing body training methods is extremely slow. I have practiced for three years, but I still haven't forged bones."

"Brother, you also know about this matter, why did you suddenly ask today?"

"Okay, why bring this up."

Song Ling who was on the side interjected, putting vegetables in the bowls of the two of them: "Eat vegetables, eat vegetables."

Seeing this, both of them stopped talking.

Xu Qing lowered his head, it seemed that he had just brought up his sadness, and now he seemed a little depressed, while Chen Ming lowered his head to the side, thoughtful.

Possessed into this body, although inheriting the original memory of this body, after all, it is no longer the original person, and the original memory is directly separated by a layer. If it is not recalled, some things are easily missed.

At this moment, Chen Ming began to recall everything about Xu Qing.

The memory of Xu Qing begins when Liu Changling was a child.

Probably when Liu Changling just remembered, Xu Qing was beside him and became a handyman disciple with him.

Unlike Liu Changling, who was born with brute strength, Xu Qing was weak since he was a child, and his aptitude was extremely poor. He needed ten days of hard training to achieve the effect that others usually achieved in one day.

However, compared with Liu Changling in the past, Xu Qing's comprehension is quite good, and he can learn many pharmacology, so he was favored by an elder of the medicine hall in his early years and became a drug boy in the medicine hall.

"Born with a waste body, extraordinary understanding, learning pharmacology since childhood"

Recalling everything about Xu Qing, Chen Ming lowered his head in thought, then looked at Song Ling who was sitting tight with Xu Qing: "There is another childhood sweetheart I like."

"Very good, several elements of the protagonist of the waste material flow are all in place."

The corner of Chen Ming's mouth twitched: "Could it be that this is also a protagonist?"

In the last world, he had already seen the power of the protagonist.

In that world of Martial Kings, it took only half a year for Yang Anjing to go from a mere mortal to a half-step Martial King.

In half a year, ordinary people might still be laying the groundwork, but the other party went straight to the half-step Martial King, and even before Chen Ming left, there were already signs of being promoted to Martial King.

If the person in front of him is also the protagonist, then the level of horror is probably not much lower than that of Yang Jingjing.

However, although Xu Qing in front of him fits all the characteristics of the protagonist in Chen Ming's impression, there is nothing special about the increase in source power.

When he got along with Xu Qing, Chen Ming's source power increased as usual, and there was no sign of accelerating growth.

"Is it because this is not the real protagonist? Or is it because there are some conditions that have not been met?"

Looking at Xu Sen in front of him, Chen Ming's expression was normal, but this thought flashed in his mind.

"Brother, Qing."

In front of him, after finishing the meal in front of him, Song Ling took out a cloth bag from one side, and then took out a few pairs of cloth shoes from it.

"It's been raining outside lately. I've tied a few pairs of cloth shoes for you. You can try them later to see if they fit."

"It's work."

Chen Ming nodded, and glanced at Song Ling's hand, just in time to see the dense red marks on it, which seemed to be pricked by needles.

Different from the hands of ordinary girls, Song Ling's hands were full of thick calluses, not at all delicate and fair like ordinary girls.

This is caused by doing heavy work all year round. Like Liu Changling and the other two, Song Ling is just a handyman. He sews clothes in the spinning machine on weekdays, and his hands have been pricked by needles since he was a child.

When spinning clothes, Song Linghui would often save some scraps to make clothes and shoe soles for the two of them.

The three of them grew up together and watched and helped each other for many years, so they are used to it.

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside.

Chen Ming got up silently, opened the door, and handed over a little extra water that he had deliberately brought, and let the people outside take it away.

"It's Zhao Ji."

Turning around, seeing Xu Qing and the two were puzzled, Chen Ming said: "The younger brother in his family is sick, and the family has no money to buy food, so they can only ask me."

"Ugh"

Hearing this, Xu Qing sighed: "Recently, I heard from Big Brother Liu who went down the mountain to buy, that there is a famine again down the mountain, and I don't know how many people can't solve the problem at home."

"Maybe in a few days, there will be more slaves on the mountain."

Song Ling also spoke, with a sigh in his words.

There was silence for a moment.

Although the life of the disciples of Tianfeng faction's handyman is not easy and dignified, they still don't have to worry about basic food and drink. Compared with other people at the foot of the mountain, it is already a rare life.

There was silence for a long time, until after a while, all the food on the table was eaten, and Xu Qing and Song Ling left the table to clean the dishes.

Chen Ming walked out of the room and began to continue today's martial arts practice.

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