I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 37

Hand over the last Guiyuan Pill to Ji Hongxin.

Ji Hongxin reached out to take it, patted Su Heng's shoulder, and said with emotion: "Little brother, you have helped me a lot this time."

"Just doing what I was supposed to do."

Su Heng shook his head.

There was a flattering expression on his face.

Accepting Ji Hongxin's entrustment to refine elixir, Su Heng gained a lot...Guiyuan elixir, related elixir recipes and knowledge, and follow-up rewards for exercises, etc.

These things are difficult to quantify with specific silver taels.

but in the meanwhile.

It was also because of this incident that Su Heng was involved in another dangerous dispute.

The specific gains and losses are hard to say clearly.

"By the way, Brother Su, you can ask for any reward you want. Whether it's exercises, silver taels, or other things, as long as it's within our ability, we can satisfy it."

Ji Hongxin said sincerely.

This kind of attitude, on the one hand, is to make friends with such a promising alchemist.

At the same time, it is also some compensation for the previous assassination.

"I want the martial arts that go with the Dragon Claw Kung Fu and the medicines that assist in cultivation." Naturally, Su Heng would not be polite with Ji Hongxin, and continued: "Also, I hope to help find out the whereabouts of "Hong Xiang's True Meaning."

"no problem."

Ji Hongxin nodded, and said, "For the former, I can arrange for you to study in the boxing academy of the Qingcheng Gang, where there will be a special training martial artist to guide and teach.

Of course, I can also directly give you the rubbings of the exercises, and you can make your own choice. "

"As for the latter, "Hong Xiang's True Meaning" is the signature martial art of Longde Temple. It is difficult to obtain it, and you may have to wait for a while."

"Special guidance from Lianjin Martial Artist?"

Although Su Heng's talent is good, it is obviously better if he can be taught by a famous teacher.

On the path of practice, sometimes two or three words from those who come here can save people from many detours.Su Heng did not hesitate too much, and decisively chose to join the Qingcheng Gang Boxing Academy to follow the Lianjin martial artist for further training.

As for Hong Xiang's true meaning.

Su Heng also knew the difficulties, so he could only wait slowly.

"That's right." Just as Ji Hongxin was about to leave, Su Heng suddenly remembered something, and took the initiative to say: "The scenery in this yard is nice, I want my sister to move here and live here."

Ji Hongxin was taken aback for a moment.

Seeing Su Heng's serious face, he thought it was a big deal.

did not expect…

Ji Hongxin laughed, "Of course. Two or three years ago, similar courtyards were quite valuable, but now the outer city is getting more and more chaotic, and there are fewer and fewer people. There are quite a lot of courtyards like this vacant. If you want, I will give it to you."

Send Ji Hongxin away.

Su Heng packed up his things, arranged his clothes, stuffed them in a gray cloth bag and carried them on his back.

He also left the other courtyard where he had lived for more than a month.

He plans to go home and have a look.

However, this other courtyard is not far from the Qingcheng Gang's market.

Having been away from home for more than a month, it seemed a little bad to go back empty-handed like this. Su Heng turned a corner and planned to go to the market to buy something to take back before going home.

Come to the market.

The layout of the market has not changed from what Su Heng remembered.

However, in the market, both the vendors and the flow of people are obviously much scarcer.

Some small vendors selling mountain products sat on the ground with disheveled faces, and their voices were weak, and the whole market looked lifeless.

Su Heng is at the entrance of the vendor.

A large group of people was also seen gathering together.

After taking a large amount of Guiyuan Dan, Su Heng's height at this time was gradually approaching two meters.

Even standing in the distance, without stepping on one's feet, one could clearly see three thin, disheveled, unkempt figures surrounded by the crowd.

A wooden sign was hung on each of the three people's necks.

It was written in crooked fonts: sell one's body to bury father, sell one's body to bury mother, sell one's body to bury brother.

The three of them lined up in a row, their expressions extremely bleak, but Su Heng watched from a distance, and for some reason, he felt speechless for a while.

this year.

Most people can survive on their own, which is already very good.

Rarely does anyone come home with a drag from the market.

Su Heng shook his head, and silently left away from the crowd.He came to a rice shop on the street, opened the curtain, and stepped into it.

In the slightly dark room, there was a slight musty smell.

In front of Su Heng was an old wooden counter, and a thin girl with a white cap on her head, Zhengwen, stood quietly behind the counter.

With deer-like eyes, after seeing Su Heng who had to bend over to cross the threshold, a trace of uncontrollable fear appeared involuntarily.

Su Heng used a bag to load some polished rice from the container.

He took out a piece of broken silver from his pocket, put it together with the polished rice on the container in front of the girl, and waited for the girl to return the change.

never thought.

The girl's body trembled slightly, and she didn't say a word for a long time.

Su Heng couldn't help wondering: "Isn't this silver enough to buy these polished rice?"

"Customer, it's not like this..." The girl raised her head and said tremblingly, "We don't take cash now."

After some conversation.

The girl's courage gradually grew, and she explained the whole story clearly: "The prices outside have collapsed, and most of the transactions in the market now are bartering, or relief cards issued by the Qingcheng Gang. to make a purchase.”

The so-called relief card is a wooden card with a special mark issued by the Qingcheng Gang.

Through this kind of wooden sign, you can go to the rice shop of the Qingcheng Gang to exchange a certain amount of miscellaneous grains and rice noodles.It is equivalent to a currency in a special period.

"I see."

Su Heng nodded slightly, and finally understood.

Precious metals such as gold and silver have a natural monetary value.

However, such value will rapidly weaken or even disappear completely with the chaos of social order.After figuring out the key point, Su Heng didn't make things difficult for the little girl in front of him.

He came to the Qingcheng Gang's residence and exchanged some relief cards from the steward in charge of the matter.

Only then did he hold the relief card.

I bought some rice, flour, grain, oil and so on from the market.

……

evening.

Su Heng returned home.

In the familiar room, Su Ping was sitting on the bed, carefully sewing the clothes in his hands with the help of the light of the candle.

With Su Heng's current income and status, Su Ping no longer needs to work hard every day to pick up these sewing, mending, washing jobs to maintain his life.

But Su Ping has a restless personality, and she still finds something for herself to do every day.

Su Ping was very serious. When Su Heng entered the room, knocked on the door and made a sound, Su Ping raised his head and saw his younger brother standing at the door.

His tall body was bathed in the red light of the setting sun, with a faint smile on his face.

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