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It was just dawn.
Wei He turned over and sat up from the bed.
His face was tired, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his temples were also throbbing with nerves and blood vessels.
"It's been a long time since I dreamed I never thought I'd dream about the past."
He recalled many things in his previous life, but now he always feels separated by a layer of blurred glass, like flowers in the fog and the moon in the water, and he can't see clearly.
On the contrary, the scenes of life in this life are like a video tape, vivid and can be recalled at any time.
He didn't know if this was due to the exuberant vitality and more details he could remember, or some other reason.
Throwing off the quilt and getting out of bed, he quickly fetched water from the water tank and grabbed cold water to scrub his body. Then change clothes.
Wei Ying is already cooking breakfast in the kitchen.
Now under Wei He's strong request, the two have fixed their daily life of eating breakfast.
You know, the average family doesn't have much money to eat breakfast. In this world, if most people can eat enough, it's not bad.
It is more common to have two meals a day, let alone three breakfasts.
Fortunately, Wei He can get some prey from time to time when he hunts. This mountain forest is also weird. It is obvious that there is a severe drought, but the mountain forest is still half dead, and the yellow-green grass and woods stand still.
There are also animal prey scattered and hidden from time to time.
Wei He didn't know the reason, but it was precisely because of this that he could occasionally get some prey, so he didn't bother to think about it.
"Today is said to be a sermon given by Taoist Youming Xian. Many people are planning to go and see it. I want to go to Xiaohe too, is that okay?" Wei Ying held the coarse grain steamed buns she made in her hand, and looked at Wei He with some anticipation.
"Is it the kind of sermon last time? The kind with a lot of people?" Wei He asked, lowering his head and grabbing a piece of meat and stuffing it into his mouth.
"Well, but there were many people last time, but now, maybe not many." Wei Ying replied with some emotion.
"Can you understand? I can't understand anything the Taoist said." Wei He asked.
"I don't understand, but there is something to eat." Wei Ying replied with wide eyes.
"Then don't join in the fun for such a little thing. Our family does not lack that now." Wei He refused.
"Well too."
After the two of them had breakfast, when Wei Ying was cleaning up the dishes, she mentioned one thing.
"By the way, Xiaohe, yesterday I heard from Master Zheng that someone seems to have done something strange in Hongshi Town recently."
"Strange thing?"
"Well, it is said that the man pressed a large piece of iron ore on a pile of dried meat, saying that as long as someone can lift the stone, he can take the meat away." Wei Ying said in a chatty tone, as if She also finds it interesting.
Wei He was taken aback when he heard this.
"Then what?"
"Then, many people tried to go up and couldn't move away.
The last person named Xu Ran stepped forward and raised his hands. He lifted up the iron stone that no one could do anything about, and took the meat away. "
Wei Ying sighed in admiration, and then said: "The person who put the meat invited Xu Ran to his house as a guest, had a big meal, and then came back the next day and started placing stones to press the meat. This time it was heavier than before. As long as anyone can If you lift it up, you can take away the meat. Xiaohe, do you want to try it?"
In Wei Ying's heart, her younger brother practiced martial arts step by step, and he was a very powerful person anyway. It shouldn't be a problem to lift a rock, right?
Wei He really felt different.
He is different from ordinary people, and his vision and knowledge are different. As soon as he heard this, he understood.
This is someone trying to make a name for himself!
What is the purpose of becoming famous? Nothing less than eye-catching.
Who's attention?
Seven Family League, Hong Family Fort. And the attention of more ordinary people.
Only with fame can one have the opportunity to rise to the top, and there are many followers. Only then will you have the opportunity to show your talents and be invited and valued by the superiors.
This method is called self-recommendation.
Of course, there is also a possibility that it is a method used by the big forces to screen folk talents.
But it shouldn't be so rough when the big forces do it.
Wei He suddenly had an impulse. He practiced martial arts every day, or practiced martial arts, and then went home, hunted, and killed people. Little other entertainment.
Now hearing what the second sister said, he suddenly wanted to see how the second sister spent time on weekdays.
Although there is Huishan Boxing Academy nearby to help take care of it. but still?Turning around, I found that the shops here are all selling sundries.
It seems to be something that was collected from various people at a low price.
Residual traces of life can be seen on many things.
His heart moved, and he turned around.
There are also people setting up street stalls next to the shop, and what they sell seems to be things from their own homes.
The stalls are spread out with large straw mats, and there are pots, pans, chairs, stools, pillows, quilts, combs, hairpins, etc. on them.
Wei He walked to a stall, stood still, squatted down, and gently picked up a small wine glass.
The wine glass is made of white porcelain and looks very clean, with a red plum painted on the outside.
"A set of twelve wine glasses, and a catty of miscellaneous grains and noodles." The stall owner said weakly.
Wei He put down his wine glass and scanned the stalls.
Soon, he focused his attention on a mess of books.
The booklet seems to have been gnawed by mice or something, which is very ugly.
He picked up a book and looked through it. It was full of textbooks on the rules and regulations for recruiting the champion of martial arts.
"These books are my father's collection. There are fifteen books in a pile. Although they are missing, how about your ten catties of miscellaneous grain noodles?" The stall owner seemed to feel hopeful when he saw Wei He go to touch the book.
His most valuable items on this stall are these books. If it wasn't really helpless, he didn't want to sell it at all.
But now the wife and children at home are still waiting for the rice to go into the pot, and then hide and twist it. I am afraid that when someone starves to death, these things will belong to others.
Wei He flipped through the book. Although there was no teaching on martial arts techniques and moves in this book, it mentioned some relevant knowledge to some extent.
He also bargained with him, and exchanged the four small jerky he carried with him for such a bag of books.
The four pieces of jerky are his daily rations to supplement his nutrition. Not a staple. Not even half a catty.
After all, the world is difficult, and he has to save some food. But even so, the stall owner was quite satisfied.
Take these dried and hard jerky back, cut a little bit at a time with a knife and mix it into the porridge, and it can last for a long time.
Eating miscellaneous grains alone does not satisfy hunger at all. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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