As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Chapter 4 Life is not easy

  In the early morning, the world was dark and the wind was piercing.

  In the small courtyard with bamboo fences at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Ming was naked from the upper body, with trousers rolled up to his knees, practicing boxing moves one after another in the dark.

   Soybean-sized sweat kept dripping, already wet the loess...

  Until the sky was getting brighter, and sporadic human voices could be heard from the distant fields, Jiang Mingcai stopped panting heavily, steaming all over his body, and the muscle lines between his shoulders and spine were faintly visible.

  It has been two days since he came back from the mountains. Jiang Ming keeps practicing boxing every morning. The medicinal power of the Fire Cloud Grass and Toadstool Mushroom is still there, which makes him get twice the result with half the effort, and his body is much stronger.

   Today's Jiang Ming is no longer weak, and his strength is not much worse than that of an adult who has practiced twice.

   "We still have to persevere in cultivation. Although we will live forever, unknown troubles will not disappear. We need to be prepared for danger in times of peace..." Jiang Ming said to himself, in a strange world, it is necessary to stay awake at all times.

   Scooped water from the water tank, took a quick cold bath, and the rice porridge boiled on the stove was almost done. Jiang Ming filled a large bowl, and started to eat and drink with pickled dried vegetables.

   Belly full of food, Jiang Ming reclined in the bamboo chair, looking at the distant mountains and forests, the faint mist has not yet dissipated, covering the peaks, the soft sunlight refracted in the clear mist, like a layer of golden veil...

   "Buy some more tea, make tea at the foot of the mountain and cultivate, and go up the mountain to collect herbs and fold flowers in your spare time... It's really a paradise in your dreams..."

  Jiang Ming admired the beautiful scenery in front of him, and then sighed: "It's a pity, after all, we have to bow down for daily necessities."

  The predecessor didn't leave any money, so if Jiang Ming wanted to practice martial arts, he had to find a way to make money.

  Whether it is to learn martial arts from a teacher, or to buy boxing pills, a lot of money is needed.

  Budo is not a poor man's game!

  Jiang Ming got up quickly, moved out a basket of fresh medicinal materials picked in the past few days from the house, and spread them on the ground to dry.

   There are also some hard-to-dry rhizome medicinal materials, Jiang Ming still needs to grow charcoal fire, and carefully dry them on the kang...

   Some herbs left by the predecessor need to be further processed, poured into the pot and stir-fried over low heat to avoid mold...

   When he finally finished his work, it was already sunset.

  Jiang Ming gnawed on the cracked dry biscuits, munching hard while thinking:

   "I can go to the drug market tomorrow morning..."

  There are a lot of medicinal materials left by the predecessor, and these newly picked ones should be able to sell some money.

  Drinking a large bowl of cold water, and down his choked throat, he began to pick out the medicines that could be sold, and then tied them up with straw ropes, and carefully put them into the medicine basket...

  …

The next day, just after dawn, Jiang Ming opened his eyes, practiced boxing a little bit twice, then pulled out the hidden medicine basket from the bed, covered it with a piece of bald animal skin, and carried it out. Door.

  The medicine market is located in an open space on the other side of Ping'an Town, surrounded by simple bamboo fences. Even in the early morning, there are already many people gathered.

  Jiang Ming walked in, found an open space to spread out the animal skins, put the medicinal materials one by one, squatted on the ground and started to set up a stall.

But before the guests came, a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a hideous knife mark on his face came over with a few gangsters and followers: "Hey, A Ming, today's so much goods, save money!" Marry a wife?"

  Jiang Ming looked up, and immediately greeted the eight generations of the other party's ancestors in his heart, but his face still showed awe: "Good morning, Mr. Scar!"

   As he spoke, he took out five copper coins from his pocket and put them into the opponent's hand.

   "Master Scar" is the little leader of the Old Snake Gang in Fucheng, and this drug market is led by the Old Snake Gang.

  In Ping'an Town, every herbal collector must come to the medicine market to sell medicine.

  Everyone who sells medicine in the medicine market must pay a venue fee.

   This is the rule!

   Someone once sneaked into the city to sell medicine, and his legs were knocked off...

   "It's almost impossible for these herbal pickers to stand up..." Jiang Ming sighed in his heart. The officials and old men in Fucheng are full of fat, but they are extremely shrewd.

   With such a big business of medicinal materials, how could they let these mud-legged herbal pickers get rich.

   Behind the Old Snake Gang, there are various families and officials...

  Grandpa Scar, on the other hand, was smiling but not smiling. He used the tip of his toes to swipe and swipe on the medicinal materials, and he was about to step on a few medicinal materials:

   "There are so many goods this time, the land fee is a bit..."

   "Master Scar is wise!" Jiang Ming quickly smiled and handed over three more copper coins.

   "It's a pity that I didn't bring the Fire Cloud Grass back, otherwise let alone making money, I'm afraid it will be bad luck!" Jiang Ming thought to himself, with a smile on his face, watching the scarred face leave...

  …

   After sending the scar master away, a while later, when the sky was bright, people in twos and threes entered the drug market to purchase.

  Jiang Ming took a quick look and found that most of the people who came to buy medicine were well-dressed, with delicate skin and skin. It looked like they were from the city, and many of them were accompanied by followers.

   This is the business of medicinal materials, ordinary people cannot do it, and herbal collectors are only at the bottom of the medicinal material chain, and can only be exploited by drug dealers and gangs.

  Jiang Ming watched the old men in the city walking around, picking and choosing, and finally an old man in a gray robe walked up to him.

   "Huh? How do you sell pig lings?"

  Jiang Ming quickly straightened his waist and said: "Look at Mian Shan, if you want it all, I'll count you twenty-five copper coins. It's hard to find pigtails now, and the price is considered cheap. Do you think so?"

  Plucking pigtails requires a lot of experience, and it’s hard to find, but if you find the right place, you can dig up dozens or even hundreds of catties. I was lucky enough to come across a place where pigtails grow, which is considered a treasure land for food.

   In order to ship quickly, Jiang Ming kept the price relatively low.

  The old man raised his eyebrows: "The boy can talk, all right, let's pretend."

  He winked behind him, and immediately a follower stepped forward to pay for the medicine.

  Before the old man left, he left another sentence: "Black tea medicine, water golden vine, double the price, and... fire cloud grass, great reward for finding it!"

  Jiang Ming didn't ask much, but just nodded.

  This is also one of the rules. The gentlemen who come to purchase sometimes ask the herb pickers to name and purchase some urgently needed medicinal materials. This is considered a bounty task. The rewards for such tasks are generally higher, but the medicinal materials are also more difficult to find.

  Especially Fire Cloud Grass...

  Jiang Ming's heart twitched slightly. This fire cloud grass used to be rarer than the thousand-year-old ginseng.

  This year, it suddenly increased. Although it is still difficult to find, I have heard that two or three people have found it.

   "That's not counting the one I ate!" Jiang Ming's eyes flickered.

   "Families and gangs in the city, the reward prices are also rising day by day, especially the Wang family. I heard that the current reward price is already sixty taels..."

  If Jiang Ming had sixty taels of silver, it would be enough for him to go to the city to find a good martial arts school and study for several years.

   "Unfortunately, this road is blocked..." Jiang Ming thought of the small guards in the town, Mr. Scar and those old men who bought medicine with a smile on their faces, and his heart suddenly became as calm as water.

  This windfall is not what he can make now.

   "Little boy, do you still have Zhuling?" A rough shout brought Jiang Ming back to his senses.

  He looked up and saw that he was a regular customer, and quickly apologized with a smile: "I'm really sorry, it's all sold out."

  A hint of impatience flashed in the man's eyes, and he flung his sleeves and left.

...

   Sure enough, until noon, the men who bought the medicine were all gone, and Jiang Ming still had half of the medicine left, and no one cared about it.

  In one morning, a total of 60 copper coins were sold. Excluding the exploitation by the clerk and Mr. Scar in the past few days, there were only 50 copper coins.

  This is still plus the inventory of the predecessor...

   "Hey, life is not easy!" Jiang Ming sighed, put the remaining medicinal materials in the medicine basket, bought some rice noodles in the town, and just went home...

   "Maybe it's time to try that prescription." On the way home, Jiang Ming hung his head, thinking to himself.

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  (end of this chapter)