The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 11 Abandoned Southern Liaoning
"Brother Yuanliang, do I have to practice martial arts too?"

Looking at the manly and responsible Shen Yuanliang, Li Wan'er, whose mood gradually calmed down, supported Shen Chen and asked doubtfully.

Practicing martial arts is not an easy task. It is said that the poor are good at literature and the rich are good at martial arts. Practicing martial arts requires a lot of resources and money. Even mountains of gold and silver are not enough.

The Shen family was not wealthy to begin with, and had been penniless before. If Shen Yuanliang had not sold the tiger skin to Zheng Biaotou of the Fuwei Escort Agency, they would have had trouble eating.

"Wan'er, mother, you all need to practice martial arts to protect yourselves, otherwise the scene today will happen again."

"After the Battle of Sarhu, southern Liaoning has become an enclave for the imperial court. It is useless to eat it, but it is a pity to abandon it. It will soon become a no-man's land."

"To settle down and settle down, the Ming Dynasty must defeat the Later Jin outside the Great Wall in one fell swoop and recover the lost territory, but this is basically impossible."

"As long as we practice martial arts and have strong martial arts, we can go anywhere in this big world."

Shen Yuanliang dragged the white-browed tiger into the house, clapped his hands, and told the story of the situation in southern Liaoning to break everyone's unrealistic ideas.

It is a very foolish thing to put your life in the hands of others, unless you have no other choice.

The world today possesses extraordinary power, which is martial arts. The great power belongs to oneself. If the Shen family wants to survive this disaster safely, they can only practice martial arts. This is the only way out.

After all, the Shen family is just a small family in Jingbian Fort. They are not a family of scholars or a family of nobility. Without connections, power is very far away and out of reach for the Shen family.

"Well, I'll listen to you, Brother Yuanliang."

Thinking of the powerless scene today, Li Wan'er clenched her white fists tightly and nodded quickly. The desire to become stronger gradually took root in her heart.

If Li Wan'er had extraordinary martial arts like Zheng, the head of Fuwei Escort Agency, would the Wang family still dare to come and force them? Would the young master of the Wang family still be so arrogant?
All of this happened only because the pillar of the Shen family was gone. There was no one to take up the mantle in the Shen family, so the Wang family became so unscrupulous that they even came to the family to forcibly abduct women.

"GuoGuo, I want to practice martial arts too."

"Then beat away the bad guys who bully my mother, humph!"

Shen Qianqian pulled Shen Yuanliang's pants, tilted her head back, made a gesture with her little fist, and said in a cute voice.

The scene of the Wang family coming to collect debts had a profound impact on Shen Qianqian, especially the scene of Shitou's brother being beaten and kicked, which planted a seed of becoming stronger deep in her young heart.

"They all practice, Sissi does the same."

Shen Yuanliang picked up his three-year-old sister, pinched her smooth face, and said with a smile.

If this world was just an ordinary world, without martial arts and the underworld, Shen Yuanliang would definitely make Xixi happy and she would only need to play every day.

However, this is a cruel world, where good and evil are in opposition, and people in the martial arts world are capable of anything. If they don't like something, they will fight until blood is drawn.

If you want a stable life, you must have the power of force, and girls are no exception.

Under the bare elm tree.

"If you don't practice martial arts, it will all be in vain when you grow old. If you don't practice boxing, you won't be good at it in the end."

"Gong refers to 'Zhuang Gong', which transforms Qi and blood, moves Qi and blood, and strengthens the skin, flesh and bones throughout the body. Otherwise, the body's potential will be overdrawn."

"In addition to the standing practice, Iron Shirt also has fighting methods and training methods. The training method strengthens the body, and the fighting method allows the martial artist to bring out his or her own strength."

Shen Yuanliang took the Iron Shirt in his hand, broke it into pieces, and explained the key points in it tirelessly, over and over again, from the sun rising to the sunset. Under the dim sunlight, the remote courtyard of the Shen family was filled with ups and downs of shouting. Shen Chenshi, Li Waner, Shitou, and even Shen Qianqian all performed in a very good manner, and their horse stance was very standard.

"Brother Liang, Brother Liang."

Just when Shen Yuanliang was resting, he heard Aunt Chen's voice outside the courtyard gate. He saw Aunt Chen and seven or eight people driving five or six horse-drawn carriages, which were full of food and some daily necessities.

"Aunt Chen, thank you for your hard work."

"Everyone, come on, have some tea and rest your feet."

Shen Yuanliang opened the gate and greeted everyone with a warm face. He was very enthusiastic, just like the kind boy he used to be.

Seven or eight middle-aged men in tattered jackets, sweating profusely, refused repeatedly, saying, "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it."

At noon, Shen Yuanliang didn't care about the Wang family's face at all and stabbed Master Wang's follower to death. The bloody scene made everyone unforgettable for a long time.

Therefore, faced with Shen Yuanliang's enthusiasm, they could not resist and felt frightened, a little afraid to face this "shy" boy in front of them.

"Brother Liang, the price of grain has gone up. It has gone up from 7 taels of silver per dan to 15 taels of silver per dan. 60 dan of rice costs a total of 90 taels of silver."

"Pork has gone from 18 wen to 40 wen, plus other items like oil and salt, the total cost is 100 taels. They are all profiteers who are leaving us no way to survive."

Aunt Chen flipped through the list in her hand and reported everything in detail, cursing the profiteers of Jingbianbao as she spoke.

The impact of the Battle of Sarhu was enormous. From grain to cloth, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, all aspects saw a sharp increase in prices, and this was not the highest price at that time.

After Shen Yuanliang sold the tiger skin to Zheng Biaotou of Fuwei Escort Agency, he entrusted the purchasing work to Aunt Chen as his time was precious.

On the one hand, Aunt Chen was a close friend of Shen Chen, and the two families had a close relationship. When Shen Yuanliang was seriously ill, he lent some money to the Shen family and asked her to buy things for him, which was just enough to earn some money to supplement the family expenses.

On the other hand, in Shen Yuanliang's impression, Aunt Chen is a loyal, capable, and bold person. Shen Yuanliang feels at ease handing over the shopping work to her.

"Aunt Chen, you should buy more food too!"

"The price of grain is expected to continue to rise. By then, a stone of grain will cost more than one tael and five cents. It may even rise to two or three taels of silver."

"If you don't have enough money, I can lend it to you temporarily."

After saying that, Shen Yuanliang grabbed over a hundred pounds of food with one hand, as easily as if he were grabbing a stone, which made the middle-aged man who was doing odd jobs stare at him sideways.

In a short while, Shen Yuanliang had piled six carriages of goods into the house. His face was not red, and he was not out of breath, but there were some beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Brother Liang, I'll listen to you."

"I still have some money in my hand. I will go buy food early tomorrow morning."

Aunt Chen runs a small stall in Jingbianbao. She can't be said to be wealthy, but she can barely support herself and her son. She is experienced and has a protruding jawbone and gray hair on her temples.

Fate is always unpredictable. The former lady of a noble family, the exiled official, is now just a widowed old woman.

(End of this chapter)