Chapter 418: Black Water is Hard to Find

Senior Brother Ling’s course is still very practical, at least for these teenagers who have never participated in a battle, it is quite satisfying.

After explaining the technique of switching totem power, he asked the teenagers to try it on the spot and he gave them guidance. This is a rare opportunity and no one wants to miss it.

After everyone tried it in front of Senior Brother Ling, the course was announced to be over and the students left in twos and threes.

I left with the fat boy. The fat boy invited me to his home, but I declined on the grounds of paying tuition.

Leaving the fat boy, I walked deep into the dojo and came to a courtyard with the words "Finance Office" written on it and walked in.

"Hey? What's the reason this time? Was the money your parents sent you embezzled by the transport team, or did it fall into the creek and can't be found?"

As soon as he entered, the middle-aged woman who was eating inside immediately asked.

He looked at the meat in her mouth and had no appetite at all, but he could only face it with a smile.

"The money has arrived, but a friend borrowed some urgently, and I'm still short of one string. I'll hand over one string today."

He said, and took out the copper money he had just received from his pocket and handed it over.

The middle-aged woman wiped her mouth with her right hand, and the grease that was not much to begin with was all over her chin. He glanced at her, but immediately retracted his eyes, and the smile on his face became even deeper.

"Wah la la."

After receiving the string of copper coins, the middle-aged woman weighed them and frowned with some dissatisfaction.

"Please be flexible. I will ask my friend to pay back the money quickly, definitely quickly."

As he spoke, he looked around and saw that there was no one else in the room. He quickly took out the ten cents that he had prepared long ago from his clothes and handed it to the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her right sleeve forward, swiped it on the table, and the ten cents disappeared into her sleeve.

"I see that it is not easy for you to study alone, otherwise I would not help you. You have delayed paying the tuition for too long. If you really can't make it, just go to an ordinary dojo. There is no need to be so angry."

He nodded repeatedly, saying yes, yes, and looked like he was humbly accepting instruction.

"One month at most. If you don't make up for it by then, I will be in trouble. Don't blame me for being ruthless then."

He nodded his head like a garlic, and thanked him profusely before turning around and leaving. After

leaving the courtyard, he touched his dry pockets, then his equally dry stomach, and his brows were knitted into a ball.

"Alas."

He sighed, turned around and walked to a secluded place. He took off his clothes and carefully put them in the wooden box on his back. He took out a piece of animal skin from it and wrapped it around his waist.

He smeared the mud on his hands on the ground on his face before walking out.

This time he walked along the path towards the depths of the dojo. On the way, he would always meet some people wearing animal skins like him. If they walked on the main road of the dojo, they would always look out of place.

Arriving at a dilapidated courtyard deep inside, Li pushed the door and walked in. There was an old man inside, half lying there as if he was asleep.

"Old man, I'm here."

Li said, and carefully put the wooden box on his back on the ground.

"I'm late today."

The white-haired old man opened his eyes, but did not rush to get up. Instead, he first wiped his eye mucus, then yawned, and then looked up at Li.

"The teacher pressed the class, and I had no choice."

Li made up an excuse and said.

"You liar, you don't tell a word of truth, go to work."

The old man waved his hand and pointed to a ditch not far away.

The young man smiled and did not refute. He walked quickly to the edge of the ditch, but found that the stone on it had not been opened yet.

"Old man, how can I get in if the stone is not opened?"

"Oh, I forgot."

The old man stood up as if he suddenly realized something, twisted his stiff body and came to the ditch.

The stone slab on the ditch was huge and it didn't look like one person could move it, but the old man didn't care. He stretched out one arm and hooked under the stone slab. Without seeing how he exerted force, he lifted the stone slab up and twisted it to the side.

"Old man, do you have any secret of your great strength? Teach me, and I will make you good wine again."

The old man looked at him and snorted: "The inspection outside is so strict, how can you get in?"

"Of course."

He said with certainty, and then he leaned close to the old man's ear, wanting to whisper something, but the old man impatiently slapped him away: "Go ahead and fart, there's no one else here."

He laughed and didn't move forward, but still whispered: "You know that private salt dealer in the south of the city, he wants to entertain those dignitaries, and asked me to get him a pot of wine and a string of money for each pot, and I got it."

The old man's eyes lit up, and he was quite surprised: "Amazing, how did you get it?"

The boy shook his head and smiled, saying, "It's a secret."

The old man did not ask further, but just said, "Give me a tank, and I will teach you this method of great strength, how about it?"

The boy thought about it and said, "Half a tank, if you think it's not enough, you can only do it next month."

The old man nodded immediately, "Then half a tank, I'm really hungry these two days, you work, I'll go to sleep again." The boy nodded

, and when he saw the old man go back to the yard and lie down, he took off his pants and jumped into the ditch naked.

It turned out that this ditch was the sewer of the dojo, full of dirty things, and the boy was responsible for clearing it here.

When he came out after finishing his work, he was smelly. The old man thought he was dirty, so he threw him a copper coin and told him to leave quickly.

He picked up the copper coin on the ground, turned around, carried his wooden box and walked out.

This time he did not hide again, but went straight out of the dojo and went out of Huodu along Nanmen Street.

After walking for a while in the snow and wind, and seeing that there were no people around, the boy took off his fur skirt and rolled around in the snow to wash off all the dirt on his body.

When he was sure that he was clean, he washed the fur skirt in the snow again, then carefully opened the wooden box and put on his clothes again.

He only had this linen shirt, and if it got dirty, he had to wash it. After washing it a few times, the linen shirt would be ruined, and he had no money to buy a new one.

He put on the linen shirt and walked back to Gen Town in the snow and wind, said hello to the patrolman, and walked back to his home along the deserted street.

This was a low house, which was originally a family warehouse, and he rented it at a price of one penny every two quarters.

After returning to his room, he immediately took off his sackcloth and did not wear the smelly animal skin skirt in the wooden box. Instead, he found a new one and put it on.

In the dim light outside, he took out the animal skin he had recorded today and read it carefully from beginning to end several times.

He felt sleepy and fell asleep holding the animal skin.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

The sound of his stomach woke him up from the middle of the night. He rubbed his eyes and got up to a animal skin bag. He grabbed a handful of fried millet from the bag and ate it. Then he got up to boil water. He

stared at the water slowly boiling while yawning. He took the bowl and chopsticks, poured millet into the bowl, added hot water, and then carefully took out a small animal skin bag from the corner of the bed.

"Not enough for this month."

He shook the animal skin bag twice, sighed, slowly opened the animal skin bag, and poured it into the bowl.

This is private salt with sand and gravel. It is the only seasoning for his bowl of rice, and it is also for replenishing salt for the body.

When he was in the character class, he heard the teacher say that people need to eat salt, otherwise they will have no strength. At that time, someone asked what happened in the days when there was no salt.

Eating raw meat and drinking blood.

This is not a good way. Not to mention that it seems barbaric, if you eat raw meat and drink blood, what is the difference between you and the barbarians in the south and the north.

Putting aside these messy thoughts in your mind, he carefully packed up the salt bag, ate his meal, and went to bed again.

The next morning, he got up early, carried his wooden box on his back, walked out of the room, and left Gen Town.

This time he did not go to Huodu, but changed direction and headed southwest to Kun Town, where he was going to look for black water.

He had been doing this business for some years and was familiar with the route. After arriving at Kun Town, he went straight to his goal.

"I can't do it anymore. The inspection is too strict. I heard that it's because the north needs food again, and the higher-ups can't make it, so they gave some. There's not enough food, and people may be hungry, so how can they think about brewing black water."

He left this black workshop helplessly and walked to the next place. He was just about to catch up with the owner of the next black workshop who was forced out by the patrol police. It was obvious that he was exposed.

The man also recognized Hao, but did not report him. Instead, he glanced at him and lowered his head to follow the patrolman.

After visiting a few more houses, the answer was basically the same, they were all out of black water.

After visiting all the black water workshops he knew in Kun Town, he finally found that none of them had black water. Only then did he understand why the private salt dealer offered such a high price.

This black water is really hard to come by.

Hao still remembers that he drank this stuff when he was a child. Although the wine was expensive at that time, it was not so expensive that he could not consume it. But now it is really sky-high and you can't find a bottle. He

left Kun Town and returned to Gen Town with some powerlessness. He lay on his animal skin blanket, thinking about the tuition money and then thinking about the huge force. He felt that he could not give up like this.

"If there is nothing in Kun Town, let's go to Kan Town. There were the most black water sellers there in the past, so there must be some food reserves. For the sake of money and power, we must try our best."

He made up his mind and forced himself to sleep, preparing to go to Kan Town tomorrow to have a look.

Kan Town is located in the north of Gen Town. It was the origin of winemaking, but later it was suppressed because the black water sellers were too rampant, and it bid farewell to the name of wine town.

But "a centipede will not die even if it is stiff", and he felt that he still had to give it a try, after all, there were too many things to get this time.

With this in mind, he went to Kan Town the next day. He ran all over Kan Town in one day, but no one had black water.

Some people even advised him not to think about it, saying that the authorities were too strict this time. Two people had been beheaded in Qian Town, and three were beheaded in Li Town. The one who was dragged away in Gen Town yesterday was also beheaded.

Don't do it under the circumstances. It's not worth it to be beheaded if you get caught.

He smiled and explained everything to the people. He left with great gratitude, but turned around and continued to look for it.

He didn't find it in the whole Kan Town. When he returned home, he still didn't give up. He decided to go to the wild to have a look the next day. After all, the workshops of these black water dealers are all outside. Maybe he could pick up a jar.

With this beautiful and unrealistic fantasy, he slowly fell asleep.