This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 5: The Salted Fish Must Be Turned Over

"happy!"

After eating and drinking, Lao Liu patted his stomach and went to pay the bill. He borrowed the shopkeeper's light to light his pipe and started smoking.

Well, I smoke the shopkeeper’s tobacco.

It can be seen that he was very happy to have two women accompany him for food and drinks.

Xiang Yuan followed with a helpless look on his face.

Seeing his expression, Lao Liu's wife did not change her expression, as if she was quite experienced. However, Lao Liu's daughter was different. She was only eleven or twelve years old, at the age when she was sensible. The little girl was shy and walked in front with a blushing face.

"You two go back first. I'll take Xiang Yuan back to the government office."

Old Liu said goodbye to his wife and daughter, and continued to walk through the streets with his pipe in hand. In order to help him recognize the roads in Fengxian County as quickly as possible, he took a long detour.

Not only did he take a detour, but he also stopped and walked and passed on his experience as a detective.

"Fengxian County is very big, especially East Street. That commercial road runs straight from north to south, is twenty feet wide, and goes deep into the heart of southern Xinjiang. There are constant traffic of carriages and horses. The shops on both sides are very expensive, and they make a lot of money every day. It's a pity that the tax money has been taken away by the court, and the Fengxian government can't collect it, otherwise we can also benefit from it..."

"Don't go too deep into East Street. There are many wealthy families around here. There are too many forces from all over the world. They have their own rules. We can't arrest people there. It will be troublesome if we arrest them. If there is any trouble, the Six Gates will handle it."

"Generally speaking, we only manage the several large villages west of the county town. There are 'Baoyilang' appointed by the court. They are all gentry clans, powerful and capable people. They have clan members and means to deal with the miscellaneous matters outside the city."

"You are young and strong, and this is a good time for you to practice martial arts. If you have some extra money, you can go to the shops on East Street and take a look..."

When it came to explaining the rules to the newcomers, Lao Liu was still very reliable and introduced several good places to Xiang Yuan.

The weapons of Wangjian Villa are sharp, and the elixirs of Baiyun Villa have magical effects. They are highly praised by the heroes of the martial arts world, and Liushenmen also has long-term cooperation with these two families.

Whether it was weapons or elixirs, they had always been monopoly commodities firmly controlled by the imperial court, and the stakes were high. The fact that these two companies could sell them openly and open shops all over Western Chu, and even did business in Northern Qi and Southern Jin, showed how powerful they were.

"Remember to compare prices from three different shops. Pay the same price as the other shop offers. No refunds will be given once the goods leave the counter. Many heroes have been slaughtered by them."

That's it!

After hearing what Old Liu said, Xiang Yuan suddenly understood. No wonder Coach Lu kept giving orders. It turned out that he had been cheated before.

"It's not suitable to go to East Street at night. When I'm free one day, I'll take you around during the day to get to know the place and avoid offending anyone you shouldn't offend."

After nightfall, Fengxian County gradually became deserted, with every household closing their doors and locking their gates.

From afar, Xiang Yuan seemed to hear the noise coming from the direction of East Street.

It is indeed a business path that makes a fortune every day!
"It's the most prosperous place, and the girls in the Red Mansion are the most beautiful in Fengxian County..."

Old Liu put away his pipe and looked towards East Street with a hint of envy in his eyes.

But soon, this envy was suppressed by self-knowledge.

Don’t force what is not destined for you. This is the way to settle down and make a living!
……

County government office, quick-service building.

Xiang Yuan closed the doors and windows, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and rested, while sorting out in his mind what he had seen and heard that day.

He knew that being a constable was not a good livelihood, as it was easy for blood to grow on one's grave, otherwise the court would not have raised dogs specifically for blood transfusions. But seeing the treatment of constables in Fengxian County, he still couldn't help but have some fantasies.

The salary is acceptable, the benefits are ok, and the key is that there is a regular position.

He thought to himself that he had been influenced by the big information age, had watched thousands of episodes of Conan, Approaching Science, Justice Bao, astronomy... and had a little knowledge of chemistry and physics. If he were to be a detective, he would definitely be a gifted person.

At least in terms of knowledge, he was far ahead of the four young men who came with him.

As a result, Lao Liu woke him up.

The world values ​​martial arts, and fists are the most powerful. The Heavenly Sword, Heavenly Knife, and Heavenly Martial Arts are strong, causing trouble everywhere, and the court cannot control them;
Wangjian Villa and Baiyun Villa are powerful. They sell weapons and elixirs openly, and the imperial court cannot control them.

To take Fengxian County as an example, in the autonomous East Street, when a murder occurs, the local constables can only turn a blind eye, and only the Six Gates can go in and investigate based on the principle of "knowing a little about fists and feet and a little about sticks".

"If I become the Qing Emperor in his future years, I will be rewarded with peach blossoms."

Xiang Yuan whispered that he wanted to practice martial arts and become a god-like figure on earth, so that one day the imperial court would turn a blind eye to him.

After expressing his ambitions, he turned to being pragmatic in the present, silently reciting the six-character formula of breathing, and launched a charge at the Shenque point on the Ren meridian.

Two hours later, Xiang Yuan was exhausted and stopped practicing.

The Six-Character Breathing Technique is indeed useful and can be called the "true teaching", but he himself lacks spirit and is unable to use his mind to guide his energy, thus wasting the good foundation laid by "Xiang Yuan".

"If I have some spare money to buy an auxiliary pill..."

He was silent for a moment, calmed down and strengthened his will: "What I picked up is not mine after all. Only if I practice from scratch can it be mine!"

Xiang Yuan gave up on using his luck to impact the Shenque point, and instead resorted to the most basic method of meditation to strengthen his own mental will. When he had accomplished the goal, he would walk the Renmai meridian again.

In the middle of the night, Xiang Yuan stopped meditating because of a headache. He was dumbfounded and said, "My head hurts so much. Is this headache a chronic one?"

I originally thought that the headache was a sequelae of time travel, and that once the memory fragments were almost integrated, the disease would be cured. But after practicing hard, I found that the headache was long-term and the high fever had damaged my brain.

"I……"

"Moron?!"

This discovery made Xiang Yuan very panicked.

He didn't say it, but he was actually holding his breath. He had laid down in front of life in his last life and wanted to give it a try in this life after living a new life.

In a broader sense, people should have ambitions; in a narrower sense, since we are here, we have already come.

The salted fish has to be turned over!
But in the end, the headaches kept coming back and I couldn’t even fight them off.

"Other people who traveled through time all had golden fingers, but I don't. It's fine, but how come even my body is incomplete?"

"Don't panic. This world is big. There are medicines to cure brain damage. As long as you can save up some start-up funds, you can go to East Street to buy some pills. The medicines will cure your brain damage."

"But I still owe two foreign debts..."

Xiang Yuan sadly discovered that he was trapped in the same predicament as in his previous life - poverty!

The next day, Xiang Yuan, who had not slept well the night before, was awakened by his biological clock.

Although his body was physically retarded, his "hard work" had penetrated into his bones. He got up before dawn, washed up simply, drew his sword, and practiced the Five Tigers Breaking Gate Sword in the open space in front of the door.

This training lasted for a full hour.

"Xiang Yuan, are you awake yet..."

Old Liu walked over quickly and saw that Xiang Yuan was steaming hot. He had been practicing swordsmanship for quite some time. He changed the topic and said, "Stop practicing. Can you ride a horse?"

"Understood."

The martial arts school taught horse riding, and Xiang Yuan integrated the relevant memory fragments, and was in a Schrödinger state of knowing and not knowing.

"That's fine. Put away your knife and follow me to get the horse."

"What's the matter? Why so anxious?"

"There's a case!"

(End of this chapter)