As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Chapter 15 Fucheng

  The rainbow is broken and the rain is gone, and the mountains are covered with clouds.

  The mountains in autumn are magnificent and colorful, but they also imply murderous intentions. Poisonous insects such as mountain leeches and snake skin bees are active, and wild boars and black bears go out for food, and they will die if they are not careful.

  Most of the herb collectors are only active in the outermost areas during this season, picking hazel mushrooms and wild vegetables, and preparing some firewood to prepare for the cold winter.

   But the more this is the case, the higher the price of seasonal medicinal materials in autumn and winter, so there are still herbal collectors who venture into the mountains...

Jiang Ming met two people by chance in the mountains, and learned from them that the situation in the town became more and more lively. About half of the herb collectors were "invited" away by the old men in Fucheng. It is said that they brought the young men with them Open up mountains and pave roads, collect herbs wantonly...

   It seems that there is a war somewhere, and the demand for medicinal materials has increased greatly.

   "Too careless." Thinking of this, Jiang Ming couldn't help shaking his head.

  The medicinal materials in the mountains seem to grow randomly, but in fact they all have a unique growth environment. Such a large number of people open up mountains and open roads, which is destructive to the survival of the medicinal materials.

  In addition to those old men, I am afraid that they will not "cut the weeds without eradicating the roots" and "digging the pits to bury them" like the herb pickers. Let alone the grass that has passed, it may not be much better...

But none of this will affect Jiang Ming. He hides in the mountains with clean ears, and ponders the breathing method of Fuhuquan every day. When he is tired, he drinks tea and reads a book, and sleeps with his head buried. A wilderness...

   "It's not good to keep doing this all the time. We still have to build a house."

  People tend to itch easily when they are idle. Jiang Ming looked at the messy cave, and he couldn't stand it anymore. He likes to live a leisurely life, but he doesn't like to be a caveman who suffers from haha.

   What's more, the situation in Ping'an Town doesn't know when it will be stable. Jiang Ming doesn't plan to go back for a while, so it's better to build a residence.

   "If I were in my hometown, there would be no place for me to cover it. Now I finally have a chance..."

   "But there are no tools, and the oil, salt, rice and noodles are gone... It's time to go shopping in Fucheng."

  After several months in this world, Jiang Ming has never been to Dayunfu City, but he wants to visit it.

  He thought for a while, picked up the medicine basket and walked out of the cave...

  It has just rained, and the wild mushrooms in the mountains are growing all over the ground like home-grown ones.

  Jiang Ming picked a basket full of hazel mushrooms and returned with a full load. He was going to take them to the city to sell. The wild products in the mountains can also be sold at a certain price in the city.

  You have to pay a city fee to enter the Fucheng. People at the foot of the mountain usually bring some mountain goods to sell when they enter the city. If they enter the city empty-handed, they will attract attention.

  Now is not the right time to memorize herbs, so Jiang Ming can only get something else, but the hazel mushrooms are the most delicious when used to stew chicken, so they don’t have to worry about selling them...

  In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Ming set off with a medicine basket on his back and a few strings of copper coins. After going down the mountain, he bypassed Ping'an Town and went straight to Dayunfu City.

  He took all the money from the house away, except for a few salted fish in jars, so there is nothing to go back and see...

  Walking along the loess road for nearly two hours, the wind-stained Jiang Ming saw a city crawling in front of him. The bluestone city wall was more than ten meters high, reflecting the cold light under the sun, which looked very intimidating.

  At the gate of the city, there was a long queue, most of them were villagers from the countryside or small business travelers, who bowed their knees to the guarding soldiers at the side gate to enter the city.

  As for the main entrance, it is the place where dignitaries and dignitaries pass. Horse-drawn carriages roll over, and the soldiers guarding the city nod and bow to please see them off.

  Jiang Ming followed at the end of the team, slowly moved to the gate of the city, and paid two copper coins before being let into the city.

  As soon as I walked through the door opening, I saw some bulletin boards on the left front wall, with several menacing faces painted on them.

  Beside the bulletin, a small official in soap clothes was reading aloud, it should be for the illiterate people.

   "Jia Shen, the flower picker, raped and murdered three civilian women and fled to this day... He is six feet tall and has pockmarks on his face... Those who catch him will receive a reward of 800!"

   "Hundreds of people massacred Wei Yan, committed a lot of evil, burned, killed and looted... If there is a clue, the government will reward you with five hundred dollars... Those who are caught will be rewarded with fifty taels of silver..."

  …

  Jiang Ming walked and listened, with surprise in his eyes. What did this Laoshizi Bairentu do to attract a reward of fifty taels of silver from the government.

   "I'm afraid I'll lose my life to earn this money." Jiang Ming shook his head, guessing in his heart that he might be a warrior, otherwise it wouldn't be worth such a big investment from the government.

  The city is very prosperous, after all, it is the main city of a prefecture, with rows of shops on both sides, teahouses, restaurants, Mipuyan...

   There is also Qinghe Tower, the top card in it is Miss Xueer who is talked about by many people every day...

  Vendors are squatting on the side of the street, selling all kinds of gadgets or special products from the mountains.

  Wooden benches, bamboo baskets, dry firewood, wild mushrooms, pheasants, animal skins...

  Jiang Ming watched from afar, and went directly to a nearby trading market, sold his hazel mushrooms to a merchant who received the goods, and got fifty copper coins.

  He was just pretending, so he didn't bother to set up a stall to sell it, and sold it at a low price...

  Next, he visited several iron shops, found the cheapest one, bought an axe, bought a bag of broken tea leaves from a street stall, and then some rice flour, oil and salt...

"Ok?"

  Jiang Ming was walking, and stopped in front of a large house, showing surprise.

  On the plaque on the gate of the house, the three big characters "Liehuzhuang" are dancing in dragons and phoenixes, with extraordinary momentum.

  At this time, the door was opened, and through the door, one could see a large open space inside, covered with strips of stone and blue bricks, and a few strong men, shirtless, were busy around a desk.

  On the table, there was a beautiful tiger lying on its stomach, with its eyes closed, it had been dead for a long time.

  At this time, those big men were peeling and cutting flesh...

   "As expected of an expert at Tiger Hunting Manor, to be able to hunt such a big tiger, tsk tsk, it's worth a lot of money..."

   "That's right, the owner of Hunter Tiger is a first-class warrior..."

   "Hey, this is showing off, attracting those young and energetic guys to join Liehuzhuang, how can the door be opened on weekdays..."

  Around the gate, many pedestrians stopped and talked to the inside of the gate.

  Jiang Ming took a few more glances, and felt a little flustered in his heart, not because of the tiger, but because...Old Zhou Tou once said that he learned his crouching tiger boxing here at Liehuzhuang.

   "Since the owner of the villa is a first-class martial artist, it means that Liehuzhuang must have a more complete method of martial arts..."

  But now he is not even a warrior, so it is a bit early to think about this.

  Jiang Ming shook his head and continued walking.

   Not far in front of Liehuzhuang, there is a medical clinic called "Jishitang", with a constant stream of customers and a booming business.

   "When is it time to stop being a herb collector? It's not bad to open a medical clinic..."

   Tasting all kinds of herbs in Yunmeng Mountain every day, Jiang Ming's attainments in medicinal herbs have far surpassed that of ordinary herbal pickers.

  If you study hard in medicine, you may not be able to become a famous doctor in time...

   "Well... I have time to learn."

  Long life is a long way without end, learning more, seeing more and experiencing more is also a kind of fun...

In the east of the city, a wealthy family celebrated their birthday and invited a theater troupe to sing. Jiang Ming and a group of prostitutes crowded together at the base of the wall and listened to three or four plays. city ​​gate.

  At the gate of the city, a few beggar-looking people were unkempt, wandering around casually, but their eyes kept scanning the people who entered and left the city.

   "It seems like a poor ghost who came to sell mushrooms... The back should be rice noodles or something, not oily." A beggar swept to Jiang Ming and said in a low voice.

   "Bah, bad luck..." The others didn't bother to take a look, looking for the next target.

  (end of this chapter)