No one knows luck better than me

Chapter 11

After bidding farewell to Xu Wenda, Chen Xun, who was full of expectations, hurried back home while the sky was getting dark.

Lying back on the bed and pretending to recuperate, it didn't take long for Song Dahu to come back, and at the same time brought back a big cloth bag:
"Ah Xun, I'm back."

Chen Xun stood up and greeted him: "How is it, Zhao Wupeng didn't bother you again this afternoon, did he?"

"What are you doing up, lie down quickly."

Song Dahu hastily put down the big cloth bag in his hand, stopping Chen Xun's movements:

"Zhao Wupeng didn't come. After I told Brother Dao about the matter in the afternoon, he immediately went to find Zhao Wupeng. The two of them almost got into a fight when they disagreed, and finally nothing happened."

Although the injury has healed, Chen Xun couldn't tell the truth, he could only lean on the bed and say:

"Okay, Zhao Wupeng is very insidious, you should be more careful in the future."

"I will be careful."

Song Dahu nodded, and took out a large bag of rice, a handful of vegetables, and a piece of chopped meat from the cloth bag:
"I'm already hungry, you wait, I'll cook right away."

As he said that, he began to wash rice and vegetables, and prepared to light a fire to cook. Looking at the rice and vegetables, Chen Xun couldn't help asking:

"Dahu, how much did you borrow from Brother Dao?"

Song Dahu kept moving, and smiled honestly:
"It's only [-] silver teeth, and you can pay back the money you save for a few months. You don't have to worry about it, just rest assured and recuperate."

Chen Xun sighed: "I see."

For the two of them who are used to being poor, thirty silver teeth is not a small sum.

In addition, martial arts practitioners must have plenty of meat and soup to make rapid progress. Not only was Song Dahu emptied out of his pocket, but he was also burdened with such a debt, and he couldn't have spare money to buy these things.

So to a certain extent, I can be regarded as delaying the growth of the other party.

Of course, fortunately, Xu Wenda already has an idea. As long as he can join Yaowang Mountain, he will be able to make up for it ten times, and he will also seek a broader future for Song Dahu.

However, the matter has not been written yet, and Chen Xun can't disclose it for the time being, so he can only tell the other party after the result is obtained.

After silently thinking about it, within half an hour, there was a burst of smell of rice, and Song Dahu had already cooked the rice.

A large pot of rice, a plate of green vegetables, a plate of pickled vegetables, and a large portion of broth.

The glutton in Chen Xun's stomach was hooked, and before Song Dahu called, he got out of bed, came to the table in the outer room, and praised him again and again.

Seeing that Chen Xun was in surprisingly good condition, Song Dahu felt relieved, filled a big bowl for him, and poured broth on it.

The two were self-reliant since they were young, and they both had good cooking skills. Chen Xun smelled the tangy aroma and immediately started to eat.

On the opposite side, Song Dahu was not to be outdone, he picked up the big bowl and swept it away.

Then in less than half a quarter of an hour, the rice bowls, dishes, and soup bowls were all swept away, empty.

Song Dahu, who ate less than half at most, looked at Chen Xun who put down the bowl and chopsticks with a little regret, his eyes were dazed:

"Ah Xun, when did you become so edible?"

Song Dahu was tall and burly, and he had a much bigger appetite than the original owner since he was a child, not to mention that after some achievements in martial arts, Chen Xun drank the last sip of soup in the bowl, laughed and said:
"I've been drinking porridge for so many days. I'm really hungry. Am I eating too much?"

In fact, Song Dahu doesn't need to say, I don't know if it's his illusion, since the body of the real martial arts transformed his body in the morning, there is a feeling of hunger in his body almost all the time.

Take the noon meal as an example, he was actually less than half full, but he was embarrassed to say that.

Even with this meal, he was barely full.

Song Dahu didn't think much about it, and said with a smile: "It's a good thing to eat more, I will cook more next time, so that you don't get full."

After that, he got up to collect the bowl.

Chen Xun wanted to help but was driven back to the back room, so he had to lie back on the bed.

It was already dark outside, and there was only a dimly lit candle in the room. While he was lamenting the experience of the day, he talked with Song Dahu in the outside room.

After Song Dahu cleaned up and extinguished the candles, Chen Xun, who had exhausted a lot of energy, could no longer resist the sleepiness, so he just fell asleep.

The sky was bright, and the light poured in, illuminating the dilapidated hut.

Chen Xun woke up from a burst of hunger.

When he woke up, he saw that Song Dahu from the next room had already gone to work in the gang, leaving only two large pieces of oil cakes and a pot of boiled water on the table.

Chen Xun simply washed up under limited conditions, and devoured his breakfast.

After two large pancakes and a pot of water, he was still not half full, and he was quite speechless:
"Damn it, did I become a Saiyan?"

He is now very sure that his food intake has more than doubled compared to before, and none of the few meals he has traveled through time is full.

Obviously, this is the impact of the rebirth, but now I am so poor that I can't even feed my stomach.

Sighing and thinking for a while, Chen Xun moved the table away to make a space.

Then he stood on the spot, his legs slightly bent, his back slightly bowed, and then he stepped and punched according to the rolling stone boxing practice in the original owner's memory.

Looting his hands and squatting with his right fist, he bounced his legs and pressed his hands, the secrets in his memory flowed through his heart, Chen Xun punched this Daluhuo boxing method two or three times in a blink of an eye, and quickly became proficient.

And from the fourth and fifth times, his body was like a roaring engine, and the coordination of hands, feet, muscles, bones, and strength was so smooth and smooth that the wind between his movements became louder and louder until— —

crackle!

crackle!

crackle!

A series of crisp sounds like firecrackers rang out in the room, which also made Chen Xun's movements stop immediately.

"This is, strength?"

He clearly felt the power contained in the bulging muscles, he was a little surprised, and thought of it as it should be:
"I just practiced it? The body of real martial arts is really terrifying."

Before entering the product, there are three levels of rigidity, softness, and openness in practicing strength, and the strength of boxing is like the sound of a cannon, which is the standard for success in strength.

The original owner had practiced hard for a year and a half because of his natural aptitude, but he was still a little short of the strength of the first level.

Chen Xun didn't expect that he practiced it more than a dozen times on a whim, and he didn't even realize it, so he did it so easily!

With a thought, the attributes of the panel flashed out, and I looked at the column of [Martial Arts/Taoism/Supernatural Powers/Skills]:
Dinglong Zhuang Gong (Skilled 191/500)

Rolling Stone Boxing (Adept 246/500)

"The rolling stone boxing proficiency seems to have increased by more than 20 points, how many times have I practiced it?"

"It's like this if you practice casually. If you enter the sect and get careful training, you might not feel like riding a rocket when you practice. Is this the feeling of being a genius?"

Thoughts of excitement and anticipation flashed by, and the tyranny of the True Martial Body became clearer, and Chen Xun looked forward to the scene after he joined the sect more and more.

Then, in order to avoid too much physical exertion and hunger, he did not continue to practice martial arts. After packing up, he opened the door and went straight to the downtown area of ​​the county.

Although the matter of entering the Zongmen has already been planned, he can just look around in the few days of waiting, trying to see if he can discover a way to obtain luck points!

(End of this chapter)