There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

At the beginning, Nie Wushuang was ready to hide his incompetence.

However, hiding one's incompetence does not mean ignoring everything, going against one's heart, or not fighting when it is time to fight!

In the previous life, someone said that when you are successful, there will be almost no bad people around you, and everyone will be very nice to you. In this world, it is probably the same. If you have a high level of martial arts, you will be surrounded by good people.

Therefore, he cannot help but fight.

Just as Gu Baiyun said, martial arts practice is like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, and you must be one step faster.

The original body's life experience is a mystery, with a big secret.

Improving personal strength is the foundation, so that you can better face the possible storms in the future.

After taking the silver, Nie Wushuang did not return to the martial arts field.

At this time, most of the apprentices were practicing in the martial arts field, and the entire West Courtyard seemed very quiet. After passing through several courtyards, Nie Wushuang came to a side courtyard not far from the dining hall, where Meng Gang was already waiting.

This place is the place where the two agreed to trade.

The side yard is where firewood is piled up. It is a remote place, and there are not many people at this time. That is why Meng Gang asked Nie Wushuang to trade here.

This transaction cannot be put on the table openly.

Seeing Nie Wushuang coming in, Meng Gang hurriedly said in a low and hurried voice.

"Boy, close the door..."

Nie Wushuang turned around, closed the door, and bolted it.

"Did you bring the silver?"

Meng Gang's voice was very urgent.

Nie Wushuang glanced at him, took the silver out of his arms, put it in his hand, and asked softly.

"Where is the blood-nourishing pill?"

Meng Gang stared at the door of the yard, his expression a little nervous, as if someone would kick the door open and rush in the next second.

He took out a porcelain bottle.

He opened the lid of the porcelain bottle and poured five blood-nourishing pills as thick as a baby's little finger on the tray on the stone table beside him. The brown-yellow pills rolled, with a strong medicinal smell and a sweet fragrance similar to honeysuckle.

"This is a good product that has just been produced. One tael and five cents per piece. The price is the same on the black market. If you buy it, you won't lose anything..."

Nie Wushuang picked up a blood-nourishing pill, looked at it carefully, and put it to his nose to sniff it.

"Hey, kid, do you know about pills?"

Meng Gang looked disdainful.

"Don't be so pretentious. This thing is absolutely fine. If you want to buy it, buy it. If you don't want to buy it, get out..."

Nie Wushuang was not pretending.

Although the original body's memory was incomplete, he had some impression of the blood-nourishing pill. Martial artists in the Qi and Blood Realm generally took blood-nourishing pills, which could nourish blood and enhance energy. In the original body's memory, there were several servants who served him when he was a child who were martial artists in the Qi and Blood Realm.

However, the original body had never taken this thing.

At that time, he was not very old, about seven or eight years old, not yet old enough to practice martial arts. When he was old enough to lay the foundation, it seemed that his identity was exposed during that period, attracting pursuers, and his life became turbulent.

In his impression, the smell of the blood-nourishing pill was like this.

Meng Gang should not have used fake medicine to deceive himself. Once the matter got out of hand, he might not be able to get away with it.

Do long-term business for a long time!

There is no need to count each transaction.

After all, this is a fixed environment, not a mobile place.

"Let's trade!"

Nie Wushuang nodded.

Five blood-nourishing pills, seven taels and five cents of silver. Meng Gang was well prepared. There was also a small scale and small pliers for cutting silver on the stone table.

His movements were very quick and he weighed the silver quickly.

"Mine!"

He put the weighed silver in his arms.

Then, he put the rest on a tray and pushed the tray in front of Nie Wushuang.

"Boy, this is yours..."

Nie Wushuang lowered his head, put the blood-nourishing pill in a porcelain bottle, put it into the treasure bag together with the remaining scattered silver, and tied it to his belt.

Meng Gang's voice sounded in his ears.

The transaction was completed, and his voice was very happy and no longer nervous.

"Happy cooperation, kid. Next time you need something, remember to find me, Old Meng. It's better to do business with someone you know than to do business with someone you don't know. You won't be fooled easily..."

Nie Wushuang nodded and turned to leave.

Watching Nie Wushuang leave, Meng Gang let out a long breath.

Someone came out of the woodshed. It was his good friend Liu Qing. Unlike Meng Gang, who was born in the West Courtyard, Liu Qing was originally an apprentice in the East Courtyard. His family ran a grocery store and had dozens of acres of land outside the city. Although he was not rich, he was not poor.

If the apprentices in the East Courtyard failed to practice and continued to stay in the martial arts hall and do odd jobs, they would receive a monthly salary.

Unlike Meng Gang, he had to work for ten years.

If he could still stay in the martial arts hall, he would receive a monthly salary.

Now, he could only provide food and accommodation, run errands for others to get some rewards, or, like now, secretly sell pills.

Of course, Meng Gang was just an errand boy. He could get a silver coin for each blood-nourishing pill. However, if something unexpected happened and the people above blamed him, he would be the natural scapegoat.

This is always the case in the world.

Meng Gang turned his head and looked at Liu Qing, his expression slightly worried.

"Brother Qing, is this blood-nourishing pill okay?"

He was in charge of this matter, and his contact person above was Liu Qing. Meng Gang didn't know where this blood-nourishing pill came from.

"No problem, how could there be a problem?"

Liu Qing smiled.

"The pill is okay, but I don't know if this kid can digest the medicinal properties after swallowing it!"

"Huh?"

Meng Gang had a question mark on his face.

"You idiot, didn't your teacher in the Western Academy tell you? You need to polish your body to be strong enough before you can take the blood-nourishing pill. In this way, the body can withstand the erosion of the medicinal properties, and it can also absorb and transform through boxing practice... …”

"This kid has only been practicing martial arts for more than ten days. Although he is good in boxing and stance skills, his body is still a little weak after all. It is too early to take the blood-nourishing pill now!"

Liu Qing said this.

"ah!"

Meng Gang opened his mouth wide, his eyes stupid and clear.

"What should we do?"

"What do you mean?"

Liu Qing glanced at him in surprise.

Meng Gang said hurriedly.

"Since this kid can't take medicine, why sell it to him? What if something goes wrong with the medicine? You and I will suffer too!"

"hehe……"

Liu Qing chuckled.

"You're worried about a hammer!"

"Don't worry, there will be nothing wrong with it. At most, you will get a nosebleed. There will be some hidden wounds on the body, and the poison will remain. In the future, if you have the opportunity to practice the art of breathing, it may be a little hindered. However, there is nothing for a poor boy like this. Opportunity to come into contact with the art of breathing and exhalation..."

"Anyway, I can't find you!"

Liu Qing snorted coldly and kicked Meng Gang.

"How can you do big things if you are such a timid kid? How can you make a fortune by following me? If it weren't for the fact that your uncle is Master Du, you kid, get as far away as you can..."

Meng Qing chuckled and raised his hand to scratch his scalp.

"Brother Qing, don't be like this, I'm just talking!"

"Young batch cross, let's go!"

Liu Qing glared at him.

"Remember to sell more. There must be apprentices in the yard who want to take the medicine. Although they are all poor boys and have no money now, they can still keep accounts and sign contracts. If they can't afford it in the future..."

He smiled and did not continue.