The Last Mecha

Chapter 14 Medicinal Tune, Good Harvest

After a trip down, the knife-like sun on the zenith had come to the center, because of the effect of nourishing qi, even though he ate a lot in the morning, Wu Gou still felt a strong sense of hunger.

With a big pocket of money in his pocket, he was standing on Songzi Street, which was full of residential areas, and in front of him was a general restaurant.

The so-called Puluo is a transliteration of Pidgin English, which means that it is common and common. A restaurant with such a name naturally serves civilians with little money in their pockets.

This kind of restaurant often doesn't have any distinctive signature dishes, unlike big restaurants that like to proudly put their store name on a gold signboard and hang it high on the top, but hang a wooden board in front of the door in a low-key way, with only the word "rice" written on it Words, concise and to the point.

Its prices are also different from restaurants that cost a few dollars more. They provide cheap vegetables, meat, bean products and rice.A bowl of rice only costs five coppers, a plate of six green vegetables, seven tofu soups, six spare ribs, and free chicken feathers as a base.

A meal that is not too rich but nutritiously balanced, plus a tip of one or two copper coins, generally costs around 28 copper coins, and it is difficult to eat more than [-] copper coins, which is not as expensive as cooking at home. too much.

And the business wisdom of Jiangsong people is also reflected in this small restaurant. As long as you become a regular customer here, you have the right to spend the night lying on the table after dinner.

Wu Gou knew that for a period of time to come, this type of store would be his base for nutritional supplements. He didn’t need big supplements like sea cucumber and shark’s fin, but steadily increasing his intake of protein, carbohydrates, fat, dietary fiber and vitamins was the way to go. he needs.

"One person for lunch, please come inside, there are home-cooked dishes here, you can eat whatever you want."

Amidst the clerk's yelling, Wu Gou ordered rice, stewed eggs, two large ribs, stir-fried vegetables and a bowl of tofu soup. The sound of his ordering attracted the attention of the people around him. It was an extremely extravagant meal, but Wu Gou, who had just made a lot of money, didn't need to be heartbroken.

If he wasn't worried that eating too much would have the opposite effect, he would order another fried eel. It was a good deal for him to trade money for physical fitness and time, even if eating was like fighting in his heart.

Wu Gou dried up two big ribs in a hurry, finished two bowls of rice with stewed eggs and seasonal vegetables, and slurped down a bowl of tofu soup. After that, this luxurious meal was wiped out. The man with half a portion of vegetables and two bowls of rice blushed.

He got up and dropped 34 copper coins, and turned away under the side-eyes of the two tables next door.

After eating, Wu Gou was not idle either. He paced and stretched his legs and stretched his muscles in the sparsely populated alleys, doing some exercises that did not require much physical fitness.After his stomach was almost digested, he went to Tongshitang, and then tiptoed back to his Shikumen house.

At this time, only his mother, Xu Qiuyu, was taking a nap in the room. Wu Gou made a cup of dried herbs such as Poria cocos, jujube, and angelica that he had just grabbed from the pharmacy. Nourishment.

Only this time, there is also medicine adjustment assistance.

With the pharmacological supplement, what Wu Gou did was more violent. He pressed his fingertips hard, half-pressed and half-pinched the acupuncture points on his body, and the nasal suction of abdominal breathing became longer.

Wu Gou, who had his eyes closed tightly, couldn't help frowning slightly this time. He could only feel a breath in his body rushing like a mad dragon. The fiery force made his skin feel a slight burning sensation. The temperature is relatively mild, and the face that was originally blue and red at equal intervals has now turned into three to seven.
This tortured process lasted for a full three and a half hours. Wu Gou's breathing gradually changed from heavy to light. cold.

Finally, Wu Gou opened his eyes, exhaled hot air, sweat dripped down his pores like rain, and trickled down his nose to his legs, as if he had just come out of a sauna.

His chest rose and fell, gulping fresh air into his lungs.

In exchange for a lot of physical exertion, his mind was clear. Wu Gou took a deep breath, and his senses changed slightly. The thin voice of the female shopkeeper in the cigarette paper shop outside the window somehow flowed into his ears.

He turned his head, and the light and shadow on the treetops in the distance were no longer a blur of bright spots. He could tell that the dark green leaves cut the warm sun and carved layers of strange shapes on the top of the treetops.

Even between breathing, there is an illusion of time slowing down.

This strange effect gradually faded in an instant, and after fading to a certain extent, it took root and stopped. Wu Gou's senses did improve to a certain extent, but after all, it was only a one-time medicine adjustment to nourish Qi, and the effect could not be too outrageous.

Wu Gou felt that his two meals in the morning and lunch were not bad, so he chose to add that medicine in order to promote the body's absorption. This kind of conditioning is very common in later generations.

In fact, Wu Gou is not very proficient in pharmacology, and the medicinal materials at noon are just grasped from memory. Now it seems that there is some problem with the dosage, and the medicine is strong.

He took the qi detector on the glass screen, and after a short effort, the value on it has become 0.85, which has increased by two points in a row, which made Wu Goudui let his qi level exceed 10 before September A little confidence.

The sun in Jiang Song was faltering very quickly, and the old hazy bed was covering the sky and the earth. Wu Jingting dragged her slender shadow and strode open the door of the house. She was holding a little salary in advance to the shopkeeper, and she was going to send off annoying neighbors for Wu Gou .

"Jing Ting, it's quite early today."

Xu Qiuyu looked up with a smile, still not forgetting to sew an extra stitch or two at the last moment before dinner.

"Mom, you should also take a rest. What time is it and you're still working."

Wu Jingting stepped forward, snatched the needle and thread from her mother, and wanted to finish the last bit of finishing work for her, but she was not very good at this kind of delicate work because of her weak hands and feet.

"Go down a little bit, yes, it's stuck here, don't push hard, gently, don't rush. Hey, yes."

Under Xu Qiuyu's guidance, Wu Jingting finally finished the square scarf in her hand. She breathed a sigh of relief and felt that it was difficult to run for a day without a needle eye. Then she wiped her forehead and asked, "By the way, mother, what are you today?" Have you seen Wu Gou?"

"I see. I came out of my room in the afternoon. I don't know what to do."

"Well, how does he look then?"

"How is it? You seem a little tired?"

As soon as the tired word came out, Wu Jingting sighed immediately, thinking that this guy probably hasn't come out of depression yet, after all, he is only 15 years old.

However, there was the sound of the door opening behind her, and Wu Jingting turned her head and saw Wu Gou returning with a bag full of roast chicken and pig's trotters, and a bag of medicinal herbs for clearing fire and nourishing lungs hanging from his thumb.

　The beginning of the plot has been slightly changed, which will not affect the subsequent development

　　
　
(End of this chapter)