I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Chapter 36 First Medicinal Bath
In the small courtyard, a young man with handsome features stretched his movements, switching between different stances, concentrating the Qi and blood in his chest.

The blood and energy were as thick as two parallel fingers. As Xie Yuan's body turned, it continued to flow around his body, strengthening his skin bit by bit.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. As a certain invisible boundary was broken, Xie Yuan felt the power of blood echoing on his skin. He clearly felt that the toughness of his skin had risen to a new level.

Now his skin can't be easily cut by blunt scissors. It's like a natural layer of leather armor with amazing defensive power.

Beneath the tough skin lies extraordinary strength. Xie Yuan's strength increased again. He can now lift and swing a skinny guy like Wang Ergou with just one hand.

"call."

Xie Yuan slowly finished his training, very satisfied with the improvement in his condition.

He took out the axe and swung it lightly. The axe whistled slightly and cut off a branch of the log on the ground.

"With this axe, I don't think anyone below the level of a warrior can withstand a single blow from me!"

Xie Yuan held the axe, feeling a sense of heroism in his heart.

However, no matter how invincible a hero is among the warriors, he still has to chop wood.

Under their feet was a complete nanmu tree, which had been cut down by a logging team at the location marked by Xie Yuan. The four men carried it out of the mountain on their shoulders, and it took only two and a half days in total.

It will be much easier to deal with it once you get it home.

Xie Yuan had experience and also had the customized requirements of Mr. Wan, a timber merchant in Panlong Town. Even if it was this kind of precious wood, it would only take two or three days to get it all.

By then, another ten taels of silver would be deposited into the account. If they were divided, the majority would be his.

This efficiency is much higher than working alone.

Silver is equal to medicine and food, and these are equal to one's own strength and the confidence to establish oneself.

Xie Yuan was full of energy. He chopped down the nanmu tree with his axe again and again, gradually removing the branches and carving out its outline.

Three days later.

Xie Yuan loaded all the processed nanmu onto the donkey cart, clapped his hands, and then his eyes became slightly out of focus.

[Chopping wood: (1984/10000)

[Iron Shirt·Third Level: (96/1000)]

[Health-preserving Exercises·Second Level: (1228/2000)]

Although he mainly dealt with wood during these three days, he did not miss out on practicing martial arts.

After all, after pulling the wood into the yard, all he had to do was cut and chop it, which was easy for him and left him with plenty of time to practice every day.

It is true that sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood... No, chopping wood does not delay the sharpening of the knife.

To practice martial arts is to sharpen yourself into a sharp sword.

In three days, his realm stabilized at the "cowhide" level, and his energy and blood continued to grow.

Although the progress of internal energy is not as fast, it is also advancing steadily, constantly consolidating the foundation and increasing strength.

“It’s not an exaggeration to say that the future is promising.”

Xie Yuan's practice of internal and external skills went smoothly, and he was very satisfied. He whipped his donkey and staggered towards Panlong Town.

"Hey, hey, hey, over here... Damn! You're such a stubborn donkey."

But it was obvious that Xie Yuan was still a novice when it came to driving a donkey cart.

A donkey cart could carry more, and transporting wood to and from Panlong Town would definitely be the norm in the future, so he bought his first vehicle in his life.

He had no cash on hand, but with his current reputation, it would not be difficult for him to borrow money on credit in the village for two days.

After finally driving the donkey cart to Boss Wan's house in Panlong Town, Xie Yuan felt more tired than practicing martial arts.

After wiping his sweat off, Xie Yuan bowed and smiled at Boss Wan who was walking to the door:

"Boss Wan, what do you think this car of nanmu is worth?"

Boss Wan's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked his waiter to unload the things and invited Xie Yuan into the house to have some tea and sit for a while.

After a while, the old carpenter came back into the room, holding a large silver ingot weighing ten taels and two taels of silver:
"It's better than last time! Thank you, brother. How about twelve taels of silver?"

"Boss, you're so generous!" Xie Yuan accepted the twelve taels of silver with satisfaction.

This money is so easy to make.

You only need to wait in the yard for the logs to be cut and chopped, instead of doing it alone from start to finish, so the final product will naturally be of better quality.

Twelve taels of silver, divided among the four of them, with one tael each, was definitely a generous reward, but not one that would hurt one's heart.

He weighed the pros and cons for a long time before deciding on this ratio, which was neither too much nor too little, and could be fine-tuned later.

Xie Yuan needs a long-term and stable team to assist him, so he is willing to invest.

Management is a science, and this is just the beginning.

Xie Yuan shook his head. These were not the key points. The key point was still martial arts.

After the profits were distributed, there was still eight taels left, which was used to buy a donkey cart, meat, rice, and grain. The remaining money...

His eyes flashed, enough medicinal bath.

Now he has reached the third level of Iron Shirt. Although his training speed is still incredibly fast compared to others, these powerful auxiliary means are indispensable if he wants to quickly become a warrior.

Anyway, I just made some money, so why not try it today?
Xie Yuan walked directly towards the Iron Armor Gate.

Enter the door, walk around the large martial arts field, and go to the pharmacy.

"Brother, I want a basic medicinal bath."

"Five taels of silver."

The masked disciple in green robe said something lightly, and then a large silver ingot was handed over to the counter.

He glanced at Xie Yuan, took the silver ingot, returned the five taels of silver, and then gave him a wooden sign, saying:
"Go wait in the bathroom, someone will prepare it for you right away."

The service is quite good. It turns out that money is the most useful thing no matter where you are...

Xie Yuan muttered to himself, and went to the inner room of the bathhouse that was specially used for medicinal baths. He found the room number "Ding Si" corresponding to the wooden sign, and felt that this scene seemed familiar.

And there are cards in hand.

Soon, a servant came with a large basin of thick black liquid medicine and poured it into the empty wooden barrel. After several rounds, the barrel was quickly filled up. Then, he said to Xie Yuan with an apologetic smile:
"My dear brother, it may be a little painful at first, but you will feel better after enduring it. Please."

Xie Yuan was silent for a moment, waited for the servant to leave, then took off his clothes and hung them up, then stepped into the big wooden barrel.

"Hiss, the water is quite hot, it feels good! Doesn't it hurt?"

"This medicine is so effective, the basic one just doesn't work... Hmm, why is it getting hotter and hotter?"

"Something's wrong. It's not the water that's scalding. It's me that's having a fever! Damn, this medicine is really strong!"

"Cool!"

"grass!"

Xie Yuan couldn't help but let out a strange cry. The feeling of numbness, burning, tingling and itching spread from his skin all over his body to his brain, making him feel comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time. He wanted to jump out of the barrel directly!
But after soaking in this liquid, the skin is obviously strengthening faster, and the feeling is very obvious. No, there is no need to feel...

[Iron Shirt·Third Level: (96/1000)]

97...98...99...

The progress numbers in front of me are jumping slowly but visibly. This is much more efficient than practicing martial arts!

Looking at the constantly jumping numbers, Xie Yuan was like a chicken with blood injected. He endured the stinging pain on his skin, his face flushed, and sat quietly in the barrel.

At this moment, voices of greetings kept coming from outside the bathroom. It seemed that a senior brother of a high seniority had arrived and was quickly approaching the inner room.

"So many people are greeting him? It seems that he is at least a core disciple, and ranks high."

Xie Yuan tried to distract himself, only to find that the footsteps were getting closer and closer, walking straight to the door of his room.

The door curtain was lifted, and a sturdy disciple with an arrogant look walked in. Seeing Xie Yuan, he said indifferently:

"Xie Junior Brother, come out, I have something to talk to you about."

Xie Yuan looked at the core disciples who came with ill intentions, as well as Xu Yang, the medicine jar standing outside, and slowly frowned.

(End of this chapter)