Yefutidaolu

Chapter 160 Kung Fu
Li Jun immediately packed up and went out.

But before that, he needed to go out of the city to get something.

Li Jun's 'magic weapon'.

That’s right, he also has a magic weapon, and it’s a real magic weapon that he picked up.

Li Jun has had good luck since that rainy night when the high school captain slaughtered hundreds of gods.

He was first chosen by Gao Jian to be a foreman, then he discovered that he had a good talent for cultivation. After that, worried that the laborers had little education, Gao Jian sent a scholar to him.

Later, when he felt he was unable to protect himself, he happened to pick up a magic weapon at the scene of a fight.

Now, when he was in need of a technique, someone just happened to find it.

I have to say that Li Jun himself sometimes sighs, thinking that God is too kind to him.
But if you really want to talk about favor, why not just reincarnate him into a wealthy family?
Really.

After a brief conversation with Zhou Sheng, he put some more money in the bag, scooped a bowl of sorghum rice from the rice jar and put it in the small bag. After thinking for a while, he took down a piece of bacon stored last year from the eaves and cut it into two taels.

Then, Li Jun left his residence and headed towards the suburbs.

After all, it was a magic weapon, and it was not safe to keep it in the outer city, so he left it in a farmer's house outside the city.

There were no obstacles along the way and we arrived at the farmer's place smoothly.

There were many spiritual materials planted around the farmer's house. He seemed to have just finished his work and was walking home carrying some tools.

Li Jun quickly walked up, waved his hand and shouted, "Lao Xi, here I come!"

When the farmer named Lao Xi heard the voice, he turned around and said, "Hey, Foreman Li! Have you eaten?"

Lao Xi is also a laborer, but not full-time. Among the laborers, his conditions are relatively good. He has land at home, and he can do some work during the slack season to earn some money so that he doesn't live off his savings.

Li Jun walked up to the edge of the field and steadied himself: "Is the mirror I left here for you last time still there?"

"Here, here, how could I forget what the foreman told me to do? What, do you want to take it back?" Lao Xi asked. Although his tone was cordial, it was not respectful and there was no sense of servility.

Because Foreman Li usually treats people like this, although everyone admires him, they are not very afraid of him.

"Yes, let's go. It's a good opportunity to visit your house." Li Jun said with a smile.

Lao Xi nodded, then took Li Jun into his home.

Because Lao Xi has good conditions and his own land, he is married, unlike most laborers who are single.

His wife is an ordinary peasant woman, with broad shoulders and a strong waist, and looks stronger than Lao Xi.

Li Jun walked in and said with a smile: "Hello sister-in-law, I'm here to sit down!"

"Oh! Foreman! Come and sit down, I'll go get you some water." The peasant woman's face was originally full of arrogance, but when she saw that it was Li Jun who walked in, she immediately smiled.

Li Jun raised the wages of the laborers a lot, so no one disliked him.

Li Jun also greeted him with a smile and found a place to sit down.

Lao Xi looks very thin, but his wife is strong and plump, which shows that he likes his wife very much. He seems to have two sons and a daughter.

Li Jun remembered that he had seven or eight children, and only these three survived. The eldest son helped him with farm work at home and was probably going to inherit the land in the future. He probably hasn't returned yet.

The second son went out to find a job. According to Lao Xi, he seemed to be learning carpentry in another county.

My daughter got married early, received a betrothal gift, and I never saw her again.

As for Lao Xi, he and his wife went to the back room, where they whispered in low voices.

"This foreman came at a really untimely time... We have to slaughter the pigs after New Year's Eve, and at this critical moment, there really isn't much at home." Lao Xi scratched his head.

His wife also had a worried look on her face. "The harvest of medicinal herbs this year wasn't good. If it weren't for the increase in laborers' wages, we might have sold all the pigs. My second son went to learn from his master and took all the bacon. We were already struggling to make it through the winter, so what can we offer him now?"

Finally, it was Lao Xi who made the final decision: "Go dig some sweet potatoes from the cellar, and I'll boil some water." After a moment's thought, he added: "Today, put more potatoes, peel them, and use fewer vine leaves. It will just be breakfast. No meat, no meat."

Then he added, "There's a basket next to the cellar. I picked some mushrooms in the mountains yesterday. I cooked and ate them myself before. I'm fine. I didn't vomit or die. I was thinking of drying them and storing them for Chinese New Year. I might as well cook them in here too."

"Okay, put more good stuff in." Lao Xi's wife nodded, and then went down to the cellar quickly.

After a while, the water started to boil.

Li Jun took the initiative to walk over and threw the sorghum rice and bacon he brought into the boiling water.

Lao Xi looked embarrassed, but also somewhat happy, and kept saying he was sorry.

When Lao Xi's wife climbed out of the cellar, she was smiling so hard that she couldn't stop. She kept thanking him, and all her previous sadness disappeared.

Li Jun just waved his hand, ate a meal of porridge made of sorghum, sweet potatoes, mushrooms and bacon, then took the mirror he had left here and left.

Before leaving, Li Jun took another look at the surrounding villages and saw many people greeting him.

The harvest this year is also very good. Lao Xi's family can keep all the pigs and slaughter them themselves. By the end of the year, his family will not have to worry about meat for the whole year. The pig must weigh about 300 kilograms. After removing the bones, the rest can be eaten, and they will have meat to eat every day.

Get through this year and next year will be a good year.

You know, in the past, his family couldn't slaughter pigs, and they had to sell all the pigs to supplement the family income, otherwise the whole family would freeze to death, and they couldn't raise the pigs to be so fat. Fortunately, the price of charcoal is cheap this year.

Li Jun thought so and retracted his gaze.

Everyone's life is getting better, I hope it will be even better next year.

As a result, his mood improved.

Now that I’m full, it’s time to go see the instructor.

In fact, it is not necessary to have a meal at Lao Xi's house, but he has a "hunch" that if he doesn't eat, there might be some problems.

I don't know where this premonition came from.

However, ever since that rainy night when he slaughtered hundreds of gods, Li Jun often had this premonition. Whenever he acted on this feeling, good things would basically happen, or bad things would be avoided.

Over time, he developed the habit of following this hunch, and today was no exception.

After leaving the village, Li Jun spent about an hour jogging all the way to a city wall where the inner city and the outer city met.

Beneath the city walls stood numerous stalls and a few tightly packed wooden sheds, all of which served as dwellings. Cangzhou's outer city was densely populated, and naturally crowded, with houses built in many corners. With no clear plan, everyone had to fight for space on their own, often leading to various conflicts.

People built houses as they pleased, completely ignoring other buildings. Streets and alleys were intertwined and tangled with each other in a disorderly manner, looking like a spider web from a distance.

Chaos, but within the chaos, there is order.

Because, in this mess, a set of order unique to this chaos has actually been constructed through violence or something else. It is the "custom" here.

In a small house, Li Jun met the teacher.

He was a Confucian scholar about the same age as Zhou Sheng, wearing a blue shirt.

Scholars and common people all like blue shirts, so blue shirts can always be seen everywhere. For scholars, especially Confucian scholars, these literati like blue because it is the "true color of the five elements", representing the time when dawn and dusk meet, matching the vibrant image of spring among the four seasons, and can show their own freshness.

As the saying goes, "Blue is the color of the East. It comes from the origin of cinnabar, and the authenticity of cinnabar is inevitable, so gentlemen wear blue."

As for the common people's love for wearing blue, it's not because there's anything special about it. It's mainly because blue clothes are cheap to make and blue dye is the easiest to get. The juices of many plants can be used to dye blue or green.

Li Jun looked at the other person, then walked up and bowed slightly.

Then, he called out his name and title: "Chen Zhou, Instructor Chen, I've long heard of your great name. I've long heard Mr. Zhou praise your knowledge. Seeing you today, I can see that you are truly upright and have learned from your studies!"

Li Jun called his name and then took the initiative to shake hands with him.

This is what Li Jun learned from dealing with them over the past few months.

Although calling someone by name, smiling, and giving them a compliment may sound small, the impact these details have should not be underestimated.

If the attitude is "impartial" and "business as usual", it will inevitably make people feel cold-blooded and that something is missing.

No matter who you are, you will subconsciously want to get some special services and make yourself "special".

Therefore, Li Jun developed a set of social expressions and etiquette designed to make others feel "special", and the smile on his face was just to create a harmonious and friendly atmosphere.

That's it for now.

The way he presented himself gave people the feeling that this was just a "special service" provided to an unspecified majority of people, and that you were special.

Even though it wasn't really special, he did it to most people.

But as long as it makes people feel special, that's enough.

Obviously, this point was very useful to Chen Zhou. He nodded and said, "Foreman Li, I heard that you are looking for a technique."

"Yes, we are in need of some skills right now, so we have found Mr. Chen." Li Jun said with a smile.

"Then take a look at this one. As for the price, you can open it after you finish reading it." Chen Zhou took out a book on martial arts.

It was a tattered book, covered in dust, but it couldn't be cleaned. Judging from the condition of the paper, cleaning it would probably tear the paper.

Li Jun didn't care about anything else. He carefully turned the pages of the book and looked carefully at the contents.

There are pictures and words on it, and most importantly... it reveals charm.

That’s right, this is the most important thing in a martial arts book.

The reason why the exercises are precious is that they are engraved with the spirit. Without the spirit, the difficulty of practicing the exercises will increase sharply, because you can only rely on a book to learn by yourself, and cannot practice with reference to the spirit in it.

The skills of the first realm, or the farming techniques, can be barely used without the divine charm, but when it comes to the second realm and above, without the divine charm, if you rely solely on reading and understanding on your own, you will eliminate a large number of people who lack talent and understanding.

At least 95% of them will be removed.

But with Shen Yun, this figure can reach more than 50%.

With the help of Shen Yun, even a stupid person can get started through contemplation.

The only problem is... if you want to record Shen Yun, you need to open the Shen Gate.

Every martial arts technique with a magical charm attached to it was copied by a practitioner above the fourth level personally. It cannot be an ordinary copy, but must be filled with his own hard work and all his understanding of the martial arts technique.

He has to learn it himself! At the same time, he has to be serious and work hard on this method, only then can he write a method with divine charm.

Therefore, this is also an important reason why there are so few techniques for reaching the second realm.

There are very few people in the fourth realm who would waste their efforts and energy to copy a rubbish or incomplete book. The energy consumed in copying a complete set of exercises for the fourth realm and copying an incomplete set of exercises for the second realm is actually similar, but the price is much different.

Therefore, a complete set of four-level skills is easy to find in the inner city, but the rubbish second-level skills are hard to find, and you can only try your luck.

Fortunately, Li Jun met him.

This book is an antique, written by the Four Realms in the past. However, from Li Jun's perspective, the various ingenuities of this martial arts book are also extremely amazing.

"Under broad daylight, evil will not prevail."

"Amidst the heavy snow of winter, a little spring sunshine brings peace of mind."

Li Jun recited the inscription above. This is one of the carriers of Shen Yun. The writer's understanding and comprehension of the exercises are placed on it.

"Wonderful! The ancients could actually write such a martial arts technique. Is this really an antique?" After reading it, Li Jun was extremely satisfied with this martial arts technique.

Chen Zhou said, "That's not true. The ancients were much wiser than we imagine. They weren't stupid, they just had less experience than we do now."

Li Jun nodded: "Indeed, ancient body refining, ancient energy well, ancient bloodline hub, this structure, who wouldn't be confused?"

"I feel like even if we were to use the conditions we had back then, it wouldn't be very useful. Without genius thinking, it would be impossible to create these things."

Li Jun couldn't help but sigh, as expected, the ancients were also very powerful.

Because knowledge is passed down from generation to generation, it is the optimal solution after continuous trial and error. This is why people think that modern people are smarter than ancient people. At the current rate of iteration, in another thousand years, people then will probably think that people today are very stupid.

But... Li Jun suddenly realized that although the martial arts were improving with each passing day, the farmers seemed to have not changed much in thousands of years.

But then again, the evolved skills and techniques didn't seem to have anything to do with farmers.

"The skills are very good. I'll buy it. As for the price, how about eight hundred gold?" Li Jun asked cautiously.

While speaking, Li Jun felt that something "came to his mind".

(End of this chapter)