One pound of meat equals one attribute point

"This, this, this..."

Grandpa Su looked at the strange piece of meat in Su Heng's hand, and felt that his worldview had been greatly impacted. He couldn't speak for a long time. After a while, Grandpa Su regained the ability to organize language. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Hu beside him, "Master Zhao, when you were young, you traveled all over the country. Have you ever seen similar things?"

"When I was wandering around the world, I heard a lot of taboos and legends related to monsters and ghosts." Zhao Hu also had a strange face and spoke slowly, "But if you say that I have experienced it personally, this is the first time."

"But..."

Zhao Hu looked at Su Heng with a little admiration, "Second Master Su is really brave. How long has he practiced martial arts, and he has such courage. It's true that heroes come out of youth. It's incredible, really incredible."

"The important thing is how to deal with this matter." Su Heng didn't have any proud thoughts, and looked at Grandpa Su calmly.

"First, block this well." Old Master Su pulled the goatee on his chin and said carefully, "Also, no one should live in this courtyard anymore. Su Shang, there are two wing rooms in your second brother's courtyard. You and your second brother live in the same courtyard."

"There is a Xiong'er Mountain nearby, and there is a Dinglin Temple on the mountain. I heard that the monks in Dinglin Temple are all great masters with great supernatural powers and great virtues. I plan to donate some money to the temple and invite the monks in the temple to perform a ritual in our mansion."

When it comes to inviting monks to perform rituals, Old Master Su's distressed expression is already written on his face.

But compared to the safety of his offspring, this little money is nothing.

"By the way!"

Old Master Su accidentally pulled off a beard on his chin, and grimaced in pain.

He looked up at Su Heng. Since he started practicing martial arts, Su Heng's height has grown rapidly. He has become much stronger and his spirit is visibly full. "And you..."

Old Master Su pointed at Su Heng and took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind. "From now on, I will give you one thousand taels of silver every month... No! I will give you one thousand five hundred taels of silver for you to practice martial arts. You can spend these taels of silver at will."

"Okay!" Su Heng's eyes lit up.

The purchasing power of silver in this world is very strong. One tael of silver is almost equivalent to one thousand yuan in the previous life.

One thousand five hundred taels of silver is one million and a half yuan of personal expenses per month. Although the Su family is large and powerful, it is not easy to take out such a large amount of silver every month. But when Old Master Su made this decision, his attitude was very firm.

Save where you can save, and don't hesitate when you need to spend money.

Since Su Heng has proved that he does have extraordinary talents in martial arts, and the various things happening in Changqing County indicate that some dangerous and temporarily unknown changes are taking place.

Then, he was willing to prepare in advance and support Su Heng in martial arts at all costs.

And for Su Heng...

Whether it is looking for martial arts books, visiting famous teachers, or buying a large number of precious medicinal materials to supplement and gain attribute points, it costs money.

Since Mr. Su is willing to support him, he will naturally not refuse.

...

After breakfast, Su Heng's hunger was finally eliminated.

With the improvement of his cultivation level, Su Heng's appetite has become more and more amazing. Just for breakfast, if Su Heng wants to eat enough, he needs about four or five pounds of meat alone, and he must also match it with varying amounts of vegetables, soups, and medicinal foods made from various precious Chinese medicine supplements.

The meat that Su Heng eats is not the common pork and beef, but the more precious venison.

Venison can nourish the spleen and stomach, benefit qi and blood, supplement life fire, strengthen yang and benefit essence, and warm the waist and spine. It is a real tonic. With the same amount, Su Heng can get more attribute points from venison.

Su Heng would have to eat seven to eight meals a day for a similar meal.

Fortunately, the Su family was wealthy and had a lot of savings.

Otherwise.

If Su Heng traveled to an ordinary family, he would have a problem with food and clothing every day.

Even with such a golden finger, it would be impossible to exert its effect in a short time.

Bang!

He closed the door and returned to his room.

On the red lacquered long table in front of him was a brass stove, and the charcoal fire under the stove was burning vigorously.

Above the stove was an exquisite teapot made of blue and white porcelain. Su Heng certainly didn't want to make tea, but to study the demon flesh torn from the water ghost.

This piece of demon flesh weighed about half a pound, and the muscle lines could still be vaguely seen.

The flesh was placed on the chopping board, the hair on it had been removed, and the dark green blood had been cleaned up. What was left was a clean and tidy piece of flesh, but the edges were left with irregular tearing marks due to violence.

Su Heng picked up the sharp knife.

Carefully cut off a small piece from it.

The handle of the knife felt tough, and Su Heng felt like he was cutting a small piece of processed cowhide.

He put the cut piece of flesh and blood into the teapot.

The liquid inside had begun to boil, bubbling, and the demon's flesh and blood was quickly cooked, changing color, and emitting a faint fragrance.

Su Heng felt that there might be something wrong with his sense of smell.

Because he had asked other people, the demon had a strange smell on him, a bit like the stench of a corpse.

But in Su Heng's perception, it was an alluring fragrance, like a dish carefully cooked by a chef. Even though Su Heng had just had breakfast and was not hungry, he could not help swallowing two mouthfuls of saliva after smelling this special smell.

He took the chopsticks and picked up the cooked demon flesh from the boiling water.

Su Heng looked carefully, frowned slightly, hesitated in his heart, and still couldn't make up his mind.

He recalled the hideous face of the demon in the well, as well as the slender and deformed body, and then looked at the flesh in front of him that exuded an alluring smell.

There was no connection between the two in any way.

In addition, Su Heng was also worried that he would be poisoned if he ate anything randomly, but the boiling water had been boiled for such a long time, and it was just a small piece, so the problem should not be too big.

This was the thought.

Su Heng made up his mind, stuffed the small piece of flesh into his mouth, and chewed slowly.

Click!

It was as if a golden lightning exploded in his mind.

In his previous life, Su Heng had watched some chef-themed anime. Those top-notch delicacies would emit golden light when they were cooked. When you put them in your mouth and taste them, it was like being struck by lightning, and you would burst into tears of happiness.

This is of course an exaggerated way of expression. There is naturally no such level of delicacies in the world.

But now it is different.

Su Heng really felt empathy - the flesh and blood of this demon was incredibly delicious.

And it was not just delicious. Su Heng could feel that his stomach was moving, as if stimulated by something, accelerating the absorption of nutrients in the breakfast. Even the originally dormant Pure Yang Gong began to operate automatically, and a tingling feeling came from the muscles. It was because the tendons and veins all over the body were stimulated and further mutated and grew.