Martial Arts: Start by Obtaining the Wild World

Chapter 13 0013 Second Uncle's House, Stripping Bear Bile
On the street, Cheng Zongyang was carrying an empty backpack and thinking.

Although Zheng Yan was trying to lower the price, he was not wrong. If the most valuable parts of a bear were gone, what was the use of just the meat?

Although bear meat is good for warriors, it is also limited.

As for selling it to another restaurant, he had no such idea.

He has sold it at Tianxianglou many times, and it can be said that he is a regular here.

In the past, the prices Zheng Yan gave were considered fair, so whenever he had mountain products to sell, he would come here.

"If we sell it to another restaurant, Zheng Yan will know about it and will definitely feel resentful and hate him. The other party is a warrior and we should not provoke him. There is no need to put ourselves or even our family in danger for a little profit."

Although it can be obtained on the black market, only powerful families can purchase a bear on the black market. If you make too much money, you will be targeted and there is still danger.

"Go ask the butcher shop?" This was the only comparison Cheng Zongyang could make in his mind.

Although the entire Xiangyang Prefecture suffered from drought, life in the county town was relatively stable.

There has been no major unrest for two years, and the government's suppression has been effective.

Of course, Cheng Zongyang knew that this kind of suppression would have a limit. At that time, it would be like a flood bursting through a dam, and it would be unstoppable!

Avoiding some passing horse and donkey carts, he turned into an alley and prepared to enter another street. The result was...

"Please be kind and give me some money."

"Brother, my child hasn't had anything to eat for several days, please be kind..."

"Please! Please give me something to eat, I'm starving..."

"..."

Cheng Zongyang's heart was pounding and he quickly stepped back.

He didn't expect that the alley, which was only seven or eight meters long, was actually filled with more than a dozen beggars and vagrants.

This surprised Cheng Zongyang very much.

Did the government really allow these refugees to stay here as they pleased? Aren't they afraid that there would be trouble if their numbers increased?

He didn't have the sympathy to sympathize with others. His family had saved money over the years so they didn't have to worry about having no food to eat.

Similarly, if he hadn't obtained the stone ring, I'm afraid his family wouldn't have been able to hold on for long.

Instead of sympathizing with others, it is better to find ways to ensure that your family does not fall into such a situation.

But on the way there, because of the refugees, he had given up the idea of ​​going to the butcher's shop to inquire about the situation.

Instead of selling slowly, it is better to sell faster.

He has a wilderness world. Although it is only five square kilometers at present, the prey and mountain products are enough for him to plunder.

The most important thing for him now is to find a way to speed up the process of making money and storing food. It is acceptable to sacrifice some financial benefits for this.

He changed his route and went to Chen's Clinic in the south of the city.

This is his second uncle's clinic and also his master's clinic.

My second uncle Cheng Guangshan married his master's daughter while he was learning his craft and inherited everything. Later, he was grateful to his master and did not leave even after he graduated. He worked in the clinic and provided for the elderly. Even the name on the plaque was not changed.

Now he has one son and two daughters, which is exactly the opposite of his family.

In the south of the city, there is Chen’s Medical Clinic.

A medical clinic with traces of age was located next to the main road. Many civilians came in and out of the clinic.

Some were carrying paper-wrapped medicinal herbs and leaving in a hurry; some were helping weak people in; some had happy expressions on their faces; some had sad eyes... they were all poor people.

Cheng Zongyang stopped for a moment and then walked in.

There were many people waiting to see a doctor in the clinic at this time, but there was only one doctor, so they could only wait, unless they were in critical condition.

The person who prepared the medicine was Cheng Zongyang's second aunt Chen Qin. Her skills were inherited from her family, so naturally there was nothing to be missed.

Following her to help was her eldest son, Cheng Zongwen, who was fourteen years old, just one year younger than Cheng Zongyang and also his cousin.

As for the two cousins, they were still young and were not here. It was hot this season, and most of the patients had heat stroke. They were all very busy.

Seeing this, Cheng Zongyang did not bother him any more. He took out the sack from the backpack and took out two taels and five cents of silver.

The silver was the money his father used to borrow grain yesterday, and it was based on today's price.

"Zongwen."

His second uncle and second aunt were both busy, and Cheng Zongyang didn't want to distract them, so he first found his cousin who was folding paper to wrap medicinal herbs.

"Ah, brother! Why are you here?" Cheng Zongwen did not stop and packed the medicinal materials very skillfully. He also responded to Cheng Zongyang with a smile on his sweaty face.

"I'm here to deliver something. I'll leave it here. You can take a look at it after you're done. I'll be leaving first."

He wanted to ask about the price of bear bile, but given the situation, he decided not to make trouble and would come back when they were free.

"Zongyang, please sit down for a moment."

At this time, Cheng Zongyang's second aunt Cheng Chen noticed his arrival and quickly spoke up.

Cheng Zongyang declined politely: "It's okay, Second Aunt, you guys go ahead and do your work, I have something else to do, I've put the things in the sack, don't lose them."

Having said that, Cheng Zongyang waved to Zong Wen and left the clinic.

He spent 800 coins at a blacksmith's shop and bought two knives: one for skinning and cutting meat, and the other for chopping bones.

With these two knives, he now has an extra means of self-protection in the wilderness.

This time, he found a remote and deserted place and entered the wilderness world.

This time he wanted to peel out the bear's gallbladder. At the same time, he was curious about where his arrow had injured the brown bear.

When we arrived at the market hut, the brown bear was lying intact on the ground, taking up part of the cramped hut.

After dragging it outside, he used his skillful hands to quickly find the location of the brown bear's wound.

"It seems that I underestimated the lethality of the Ironwood Bow!"

The bear had thick and rough skin and strong and tight muscles. As a result, the arrow tore through its double defenses and penetrated into its lungs!
At the same time, he also noticed that there were secondary tear marks in the brown bear's lungs, which were caused by pulling out the arrow!
This is also the reason why brown bears die so quickly!
"No wonder." Cheng Zongyang murmured, and then peeled out the brown bear's gallbladder.

A black gallbladder the size of a palm.

"What grade is this?" Cheng Zongyang was a little confused.

He had heard that bear gall had different grades, including gold gall, iron gall and vegetable gall, but he had never hunted a bear, let alone seen one, so naturally he didn't know what kind of gallbladder this was.

But he didn't think much about it. He gently peeled off the oil film on the outside of the gallbladder, then hung it up with a thin rattan rope in the hut.

The brown bear was then dragged into the cabin to be preserved.

While there was still time, Cheng Zongyang packed up his things and left the market hut with his weapons.

This time, he didn't go west, but went to the place where the rat meat was hung in the morning.

With the iron and wooden bow and the swords hanging on his waist, he became much braver.

Even if he encounters Black Panther again, he is not worried.

Soon, he came to the trap he had set yesterday.

The rat meat was gone, but there was a small pool of blood under the tree that had seeped into the ground and contained some residual blood. It was a dark color and had obviously been there for some time.

In addition, there are some animal hairs.

Cheng Zongyang had a calm expression as he glanced around, then slowly squatted down and took a look.

The blood hadn't completely coagulated yet, which meant it hadn't been that long. I picked up a small ball of hair, which gradually turned from black to gray from the remaining skin and flesh upwards. It had a familiar canine smell.

"Wolf?" Cheng Zongyang guessed uncertainly.

He saw only traces of dragging on the ground, but no messy traces, which meant that the animal that ate the rat meat was "picked up" by other animals after it fell unconscious.

There was no fight, no struggle, he was just bitten to death and then dragged away.

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