Practice starts with skill points

"I have seen Yun Ye, I want to rent a place to buy and sell today." Zhong Lin said with a smile.

In the black market yesterday, Zhong Lin in the black market found out that the door guard named Yunye was called Yunye. The master of the seven of Wudao Qipin forged bones. make trouble.

"The booth fee is two big money a night." Yunye said casually.

"yes."

After paying the market fee, a total of three big money for the booth fee, which received a slap -sized brand, which reads the three characters "Ding Yi Eighteen".

Zhong Lin has already inquired about the process, found the corresponding position after entering the black market, and placed the wooden sign in a conspicuous place.

There is also a wooden sign next to the stall, which can be written on the name of selling and selling things. Of course, there are some non -literals. If you don't care about anything, put it out.

After thinking a little, Zhong Lin wrote the four characters of "Blood Blood Medicine" on the wooden sign, and then put a pack of medicine powder in front of him.

The four words of strong blood secrets are very targeted in itself. After a while, people who pass the literacy are attracted to stop.

Seeing the business, Zhong Lin took the initiative to introduce: "This is the good medicine to nourish the blood of the Bazhen, and to nourish the blood and nourish blood. Its effect is better than those of the secrets sold by the martial arts martial arts. "

"How to sell?"

A man with a monkey head mask couldn't see his face, but he only heard a little hoarse.

"Five or two silvers."

Zhong Lin stretched out five fingers.

"It's expensive," the man with the monkey head mask said: "Even if the martial arts museum sells three or two silver."

"Then you can go to the martial arts to buy it!" Zhong Lin said with a smile.

The man of the monkey head mask was silent in an instant. Obviously, he was the kind of people who couldn't see, and the county didn't dare to go, not to mention going to the martial arts museum.

"I want to check the medicine first."

"sure."

The medicine bag was disassembled, the man of the monkey head mask twisted a little with two fingers, and then threw it into his mouth. After a while, he nodded with satisfaction.

"The effect is good, I want it."

"readily."

Zhong Lin was also happy, but he did not expect to sell it all as soon as he opened.

The man of the monkey head mask pulled out a bag from his waist and lost it. Zhong Lin reached out and grabbed his hand to feel the weight and friction sound. Over.

Yes, it's all broken silver, and the weight is sufficient.

Ten packs of medicine, that is, fifty two silver, and twenty -two for Xu Lewu, Zhong Lin made a net profit of thirty -two.

"Do you still come to sell medicine tomorrow?" The man of the monkey head mask asked whispered before leaving.

"Come."

"good."

After speaking, I left.

Zhong Lin also wiped the words on the wooden sign and got up and left. After a while, she left the Black Market with a painful face. Twenty -two silver had been replaced with two blood -replenishment.

"Made, you must brush a few more medical books these days, I don't believe it can break the blood."

Zhong Lin gave himself a goal fiercely. As soon as he turned around, twenty or two silver was gone without covering heat, which was too heartbroken.

On the way back, there was still a careful circle, but no one was tracked until the Heishan County.

"No trouble ... it's good."

In my heart, the back of the light car returned.

Nympho

The next morning, Zhong Lin made a rich breakfast, and the two brothers ate.

Zhong Lin also found that with the continuous improvement of the martial arts practice, his meal was also increasing, but this was also a good thing.

After sending the little stone to Liu Yangzi, Zhong Lin first went to the Xu Family Museum and gave the twenty -two silver to Xu Lewu.

Xu Lewu took over these silvers and couldn't even open his mouth. Even the medical gallery did not open the door.

After Zhong Lin returned the "Materia Medica" last night, he dragged another "Drinking Right". Replenishing blood Dan, realizing the freedom of blood Dan Dan.

After entering the pian, Zhong Lin went straight to Lao Zhou's warehouse.

"Lao Zhou, is there something wrong outside?" Zhong Lin asked straightforwardly.

Lao Zhou's face changed, his eyes looked out, and he whispered after finding that no one heard the news? "

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"What news?"

"Hey! Your kid cheat me."

Lao Zhou's eyes widened and scolded.

Zhong Lin also said with a smile: "I found that there was something wrong in the city, there were too many refugees, and the price of grain shops had doubled. Lao Zhou, you tell me the truth, is there something wrong outside."

Lao Zhou groaned: "Zhong Zizi, did you not find that you have never seen the county and the master book since you entered the gate?"

As soon as Zhong Lin moved, he actually wanted to ask the doubts of this. The biggest person in the county officials was the county respected, but what he has seen from Heishan County has been seeing the right of Du County since he entered Heishan County. He has never appeared with Zhang's book.

"It's already messy outside. This year's summer drought, food reduction is reduced, the more refugees performed, and some of the signs of mind and testimonies took the opportunity to gather thieves. It was troubled for a long time. Looking at this situation, it would be long before the county would return to recruit soldiers. "Lao Zhou sighed.

The troubled times are approaching.

These four words suddenly popped up in Zhong Lin's mind. The history of his previous life has long proved that natural disasters and man-made disasters basically come in parallel. It is just unknown how large the scope of this drought and war disaster is.

"Zhong Lin, if you have spare money, buy some food and hide it. I estimate that the price of food should continue to rise." Lao Zhou advised.

"I understand. Thank you, Lao Zhou."

"Hey! What are you thanking me for?"

Zhong Lin was a little dazed all morning after hearing the news that the chaotic world was coming. He couldn't read the medical book in his hand and went home to practice.

After swallowing a blood-replenishing pill, Zhong Lin moved around in the courtyard after the drug effect took effect. His boxing skills were sometimes powerful and heavy, and sometimes like a tiger descending from the mountain.

It was late autumn, but Zhong Lin only felt as if there was a fire burning in his body. The breathing method vibrated his internal organs, and wisps of hot mist rose from the top of his head. The sound of blood rushing in his body was clearly audible.

After an hour, Zhong Lin slowly withdrew his hand, his pupils were full of brilliance, as sharp as a tiger.

He could even feel the tingling of the fascia in his body, as if it were a secondary development.

Time passed slowly.

These days, Zhong Lin went to the black market every night. Most of the silver earned from the Eight Treasures Blood-Nourishing Soup was used to buy pills, and a small part was exchanged for food.

The cellar where Xiao Shitou hid before was expanded again. The excavated soil was carefully thrown out by Zhong Lin at night, and then the insect repellent and dehumidifying powder was sprinkled inside. A small air-raid shelter was ready. Even if there was a war outside, it would be enough for the two of them to hide for a month.