Speed ​​Pass starts with choosing a hunter

Chapter 6 Buying Noodles
Qinghe County is named after the Qinghe River, a branch of the Lingshui River, which flows through the city.

The willow trees by the river have long lost their green leaves, and now they are covered in white, which gives them a unique charm.

Although it is winter, the banks of Qing River are as lively as ever.

"Tang Haws, delicious Tang Haws!"

"My fellow countrymen, let me show you how to break a rock with my chest!"

"My dear young man, why don't you come upstairs with me to enjoy the snow?"

Bai Yuan and Zhuang Zhao walked side by side on the street.

He automatically blocks out the sounds around him, not because he has no interest, but because he cannot afford it.

Zhuang Zhao smiled happily on his chubby face, and his small eyes, as big as green beans, never left the slightly exposed breasts of the girls in Xiangnuanlou.

Bai Yuan felt the nauseating copper coin in his chest and felt very happy.

He sold the pheasant he had shot to a wild game vendor for a very good price, a full eighty copper coins, enough to buy more than ten pounds of sorghum flour.

But before going to the rice shop, he planned to go to the martial arts hall first.

In this world, only those who learn martial arts can have a future.

The Xuanyang Dynasty was founded on military power, and martial arts were even more prosperous.

The founding emperor Taizu was a great master of martial arts who lived for a full six hundred years and was extremely terrifying.

The ways to learn martial arts are nothing more than family inheritance, joining a force, or joining a martial arts school.

For ordinary people, martial arts schools are the only place to learn martial arts, but the tuition fees are extremely high.

"Learn martial arts?"

"First pay three taels of silver to be an apprentice. If you can reach the level of skin polishing within two years, you can enter the outer courtyard. Otherwise, you can either leave or continue to pay tuition."

At the entrance of Huwei Martial Arts School, a black-faced martial artist introduced with a cold face.

Bai Yuan had a toothache.

The martial arts school is really shady. Three taels of silver are enough to support a family in Baisha Town for two years, but in the end, I can only be an apprentice in the martial arts school.

Apprentices have very little time to actually learn martial arts, and most of the time they spend doing miscellaneous tasks in the martial arts gym.

There are only a pitiful number of apprentices who can become a skin-grinding warrior within two years, and most of them end up with nothing.

Bai Yuan is not in a hurry, he has a cheat.
He glanced at Zhuang Zhao standing beside him and noticed that his expression looked a little strange. After some questioning, Zhuang Zhao finally told the truth with a bitter face.

"My father has already paid the tuition for the martial arts school. I will be here as an apprentice in a few days."

Being driven around like a slave in the martial arts hall is not as happy as being in Baisha Town.

He had no big ambitions and was naturally unwilling to do so, but he couldn't stand his father's murderous look.

If he went to the martial arts gym, he would definitely lose the fat he had accumulated over the past seventeen years.

Bai Yuan was speechless. It turned out that no matter which world they were in, human joys and sorrows were not the same.

He was still trying his best to earn tuition fees, but Zhuang Zhao was thinking about how to skip classes.

The gap between people is really hard to describe.

Bai Yuan did not stay in the martial arts gym for too long.

He and Zhuang Zhao went to the rice shop in the west of the city again.

“Why is the price increasing again?”

"You can buy it or not, but don't block me from doing business."

Bai Yuan and Zhuang Zhao had just walked to the door of the rice shop when a young man was being carried out of the shop by the shop guards.

Although most people around were angry, they didn't dare to say anything.

Because the rice shop is owned by the Iron Knife Gang.

In addition to the government office, Qinghe County has three major forces, the Iron Knife Gang is one of them, and the other two are the Liu family and the Flying Eagle Fort.

These three forces almost monopolized all money-making businesses in the city, and the county government could only turn a blind eye to it.

Bai Yuan stepped over the threshold and approached a rice shop clerk.

"I want to buy ten kilograms of sorghum flour."

"One hundred coins."

The skinny rice shop clerk stretched out his hand arrogantly.

Bai Yuan sighed in his heart.

As expected, the price has risen again. The price of grain in the city has been rising again and again, and sorghum flour has risen from eight cents per catty to ten cents per catty.

The Iron Knife Gang monopolized the grain business in Qinghe County. There was only one rice shop in the city, so naturally they had the final say on prices.

I don’t know how many families will have to live frugally, and some may even starve to death.

This world of cannibalism
"Then let's make it eight jin."

He took out eighty copper coins that were still warm from his arms.

The shop assistant took the copper coin from Bai Yuan with contempt, grabbed a cloth bag and threw it to Bai Yuan without even looking at it.

Bai Yuan reached out and grabbed a handful of sorghum flour. It was rough to the touch and mixed with a lot of wheat bran.

The price of wheat bran is only half of that of sorghum flour, but the rice shop cheats its customers and there is no place to seek justice. The people in Qinghe County can only accept their bad luck.

Bai Yuan picked up the cloth bag filled with sorghum flour and left silently, leaving a white mark on his shoulder.

He has neither the idea nor the ability to stand out.

Life and games are similar. When you are weak in the early stage, you should think about developing well instead of taunting elite monsters.

The two quickly walked out of Qinghe City.

Zhuang Zhao was surprisingly silent the whole way.

This is exactly why there are so many fun things to do in the city, but he rarely goes into the city. It's frustrating.

But he was not ignorant of the ways of the world and naturally knew that he could not change the state of the world.

At least he can't.
He stole a glance at Bai Yuan beside him.

Bai Yuan's face was very calm, without any sign of frustration or anger.

Zhuang Zhao was very sure that Bai Yuan was not suppressing his emotions, but was calm from the inside out.

Brother Yuan has indeed changed.

Zhuang Zhao was a little depressed.

Brother Yuan, with whom I once walked birds and hunted eggs, will never come back again.

Baisha Town is not far from Qinghe County. After walking for about half an hour, the two saw the entrance of Baisha Town.

The entrance to the town is very lively today, filled with people.

"If you see this person, you must report it immediately. The Iron Blade Gang will reward you handsomely!"

A middle-aged man with a hooked nose, a thin figure, and wearing a black short sweater was holding up a portrait.

Standing next to him were five young men dressed similarly to him, all of whom were obviously members of the Iron Knife Gang.

Zhuang Zhao loved to join in the fun, so how could he miss such an interesting thing? He trotted over, his fat body trembling again and again.

Bai Yuan stood at the outermost edge of the crowd.

He was also very curious about who could be so valued by the Iron Knife Gang.

The painting shows a middle-aged man with a full beard. He looks ferocious and obviously a ruthless character.

Anyone who is targeted by the Iron Knife Gang is certainly not an ordinary person.

Bai Yuan didn't take it too seriously.

These things really had nothing to do with him, a small hunter who had just eaten his fill.

His top priority was to save up enough money for martial arts school tuition.

Now that we have cheats, we can’t be a hunter all our lives.

The crowd dispersed, Bai Yuan said hello to Zhuang Zhao and returned to the cabin.

When he pushed the door and walked into the house, Xiao Qiaoniang was weaving sachets.

Scented sachets and other things were things that only the wealthy women in the city could afford. Xiao Qiaoniang was familiar with the Chen family's wife in the town, and it was the Chen family's wife who introduced her to the job of weaving sachets.

Xiao Qiaoniang only needed to concentrate on weaving, while the raw materials and sales were all handled by Chen's wife.

Although you won't make much money this way, at least you don't have to show up in public.

When Xiao Qiaoniang saw Bai Yuan returning, she put down the hemp rope in her hand.

"Uncle, are you back?"

"came back."

"Sister-in-law, I want to discuss something with you. I want to join a martial arts school."

(End of this chapter)