I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Chapter 20 Money Money Money

[Iron Shirt·Last Layer: (1/500)]

The change of fonts in front of Xie Yuan indicated a breakthrough in his realm.

Feeling the tiny but real blood in his chest, Xie Yuan's mouth curled up slightly.

This means that the Iron Shirt Kung Fu has been mastered, which can nourish blood and qi, strengthen the skin, and is the most critical step on the road to becoming a warrior.

All things are difficult at the beginning. Many registered disciples paid ten taels of silver, but after three months they still could not get in. Their money was completely wasted.

It only took Xie Yuan more than three days to already feel the energy, which can be said to be extremely talented.

"Although I don't have much blood, I can try to train my skin first..."

As he was thinking this, he suddenly felt dizzy and an extremely empty feeling came over him.

That feeling was deeper than hunger, like a weakness deep in my bones.

Xie Yuan's body swayed and he struggled to sit on the pile of firewood. It took him a long time to recover.

He was somewhat doubtful:
"This... is physical deficiency?"

It seems that you really can’t practice too hard.

This is clearly a warning from the body.

But why didn’t it happen before?

I used to chop wood every day, sometimes from morning till night, and I worked much harder than I do now. At that time, I couldn't even lift my hands, but I was just very tired. I just needed to rest for two days, and I never had this scary feeling of being weak in my bones.

After a little thought, Xie Yuan figured out the reason.

"Martial arts training is to squeeze out the body's potential... martial artists will lose their lifespan before a certain stage...

"Just like those top athletes in previous lives, their bodies were not human at all. They thought they were very healthy, but after retiring, they were full of injuries and illnesses. They probably didn't live long. It's the same reason? It's all because of overdrawing their bodies.

“This little bit of blood and energy in my chest is the essence of my blood and energy. It can be used to train my skin and lead me to the path of transcendence; but it is the concentrated essence of my blood and energy.

"If you are a person with a strong body, with the right exercises, and taking nourishing food and medicine, the impact on your body won't be too great. But if you are already in deficit like me, then you are simply overdrawing your body."

After figuring it out, Xie Yuan felt the blood in his chest again, his expression complicated:

"One drop of essence equals ten drops of blood. How much of my essence has this bit of blood taken away? I've completely overdrawn it..."

No wonder you have to be strong to practice martial arts, it really does require a strong physical foundation.

It is indeed true that internal strength is required to reach a high level. Otherwise, if you only practice martial arts without practicing internal skills, you will be wasting your vitality.

"Internal strength is too far away. I'd better save money to improve myself first. It's just fifty or sixty taels. What's the big deal? If it doesn't work, I can go catch another tiger!"

Fifty or sixty taels is of course a huge number, and it is not easy to find a tiger just by looking for it.

But Xie Yuan didn't want to and couldn't give up.

After cheering himself up, he didn't even have the energy to wipe his body, so he went straight into his room and fell asleep.

The next morning, Xie Yuan woke up groggily, still feeling empty and tired, as if he had rewarded himself seven times in a row last night.

"It's terrible. Let's take another day off."

On the third day, Xie Yuan felt that he had recovered a little and heaved a sigh of relief:

"Until your body recovers, you can't practice blindly anymore."

He was unwilling, but he still knew the general situation. Moreover, he was not completely hopeless. Hoda had already told him the solution, which was just saving money and wasting time.

But this is the only way, and we have to speed up.

After all, there are always eyes in the village watching him, and he never knows when trouble will come again.

When he was chopping iron poplars before, Xie Yuan calculated that he could earn a gross income of about two taels a month, but now splitting wood has become an advanced skill.

He could earn a lot more just by cutting down poplar trees, but he had a better goal. "Camphor wood and nanmu are both good materials for building houses and making furniture. How can they be sold for more than the price of firewood?"

Xie Yuan picked up an axe and walked into the mountains.

It is impossible to have any valuable tree species in the shallow forest, and if there are any, they have already been cut down by woodcutters from the surrounding mountain villages.

The few good trees that Xie Yuan saw last time were deep in the mountains, around the open space where the big beasts appeared.

It can't be said to be deep in the mountains. The last time they went to hunt a tiger, they thought it would take two days, but they encountered a tiger just as they were about to enter the mountains. Then Xie Yuan wielded the axe three times and finished the job in one day.

Xie Yuan had developed some interest in hunting before, so he asked Zhu Dongming for some basic knowledge on how to find the way, avoid danger, and identify animal tracks. In addition, snakes, insects and wild animals all hid in winter, so as long as they didn't get lost, it would be safe to go deeper.

He followed the mark he had made last time he hunted a tiger. It was a familiar journey, and after only half a day, he saw the first tree he had noted.

A large camphor tree.

This tree has a natural fragrance that is not only pleasant to smell, but also can repel insects.

Families in the city who have some means like to use this wood to make cabinets, bed frames, etc., so there is no problem in selling this wood.

"I will take you to the city to live a good life. If you have a spirit, please bless me to make a fortune."

Xie Yuan clasped his hands together, prayed silently for a moment, and then took his tiger bone iron axe in his hand.

Duo!
Duo, Duo...

A steady sound of felling trees could be heard in the forest, but only after a short while, a tall camphor tree fell down helplessly with a snap, crushing two small trees.

"This axe is very useful!"

Xie Yuan was a little surprised. He had never tried it properly before. This time, he found that it was sharper than he imagined!
Camphor wood can be used for construction. It is very strong and can't withstand a few blows from his axes!
Zhou Feng is a very nice person.

Of course, it was also due to Xie Yuan's own improvement in woodchopping skills. Combined with the two, it was not a problem for him to cut down these tall trees.

When the camphor tree fell, problems arose again.

How can we get such a big tree out from the deep mountains?
After taking a look, Xie Yuan thought:

"I can only cut it into transportable pieces and carry it out myself."

He had already had a plan in mind before he came, and had also considered asking someone for help, but that would still require a share of the profits.

When I came in and took a look, it was not very thick, so I could just cut it into several short pieces and run a few more times; if that didn't work, I would just split it in half and I would always be able to get it out.

It's only meant to be made into furniture, not firewood, so it's difficult to cut it into smaller pieces.

Xie Yuan is like those poor bosses who are reluctant to spend money to hire people and have to do everything themselves.

The sound of axes chopping wood was heard again in the woods.

Until he saw the sun setting in the west through a gap in the forest, Xie Yuan picked up a large piece of wood and walked out of the mountain.

"Just consider it as exercise..."

Xie Yuan has verified that physical work like chopping wood will only make you tired in the short term, but will not exhaust your body, and you can make up for it by eating more and sleeping more;
Only by practicing martial arts and squeezing and stimulating his blood can he feel uneasy to the core.

In this way, he would carry the axe into the mountain at sunrise and carry the wood down the mountain at sunset, and ten days would pass.

Finally, I cut the whole camphor tree into pieces of fine wood. Then I borrowed a cart from the village, loaded everything up, and pushed it to Panlong Town with some trepidation.

"If I can't sell it for more than one or two taels, all this hard work won't be worth it... Isn't it a bit too greedy to sell the wood for silver? Well, seven or eight hundred coins will be fine."

No matter how long it takes, as long as there is hope, he will have the energy to move the mountain like Yugong.

Of course, no one is eyeing him...

Arriving at the house of the largest carpenter in the town, Xie Yuan pushed a cart of wood there and asked for a price.

"How many did you say???"

(End of this chapter)