On the way home, Wang Mazi felt a little dizzy. He still couldn't figure out why the tiger-like boy stopped him and gave him a prescription for nourishing blood and replenishing qi.
All he knew was that he did not refuse and agreed to collect enough herbs for the boy.
He had to get this done quickly, he wanted to have a connection with that young man.
To be precise, he wanted to be a dog for the boy.
"It's a mutually beneficial thing. Actually, I'm not that humble."
Wang Mazi comforted himself in his heart.
"That young man was very polite when he spoke to me. There was no need for me to be so humble."
But even though he had hinted it to himself repeatedly, Wang Mazi couldn't help but feel a little inferior.
The boy is tall, handsome, and has sharp features. He is a very masculine and handsome boy.
Judging from his age, he should be a young man of the Weiyuan Escort Agency generation, not yet eighteen years old.
However, his military power has already given him a great sense of oppression. He is even more powerful than his boss, the Black Dragon who rules Jianyi.
The gap between people is even greater than the difference between people and dogs.
Compared with the young man, he was not tall, just of medium height, and did not stand out in the crowd.
In addition, he suffered from an illness in his youth, which caused his face to be covered with pockmarks and his face was uglier than that of ordinary people. The contrast between the two was really like heaven and earth.
But Wang Mazi was not convinced and he felt angry.
He didn't know why he was not convinced, but he always felt aggrieved and always wanted to change, but he didn't know where to start.
He practiced boxing secretly in the hope of changing his fate, but ended up almost making himself injured.
Even so, he still refused to accept it.
"Give me a chance, I won't be worse than them."
Holding the prescription tightly in his arms, Wang Mazi gritted his teeth.
He thought of the brief conversation just now, and the anger in his heart began to churn in his chest again.
"Why are you attracted to me?"
"Because you still have breath in your heart!"
"Aren't you afraid that I'll run away with the prescription?"
"You won't."
"Then I'll collect herbs for you. What's the reward?"
"In your hands."
The conversation was surprisingly brief, and the boy's tone was neither high nor low.
Although he was talking to him in a condescending manner, Wang Mazi felt inexplicably excited.
That condescending attitude was not due to disdain, contempt or arrogance, but simply because of height.
As a scoundrel who often hangs out on the streets, he has a good eye for people.
The young man spoke in a normal tone, neither arrogant nor humble, just like neighbors greeting each other in the village.
But it was this tone that made Wang Mazi excited.
People who usually talk to him are either afraid to please him or look down on him with contempt and disdain.
Very few people treat him as an equal.
"Guiyuan Yangqi Soup!"
Holding the coin in your hand is like holding the entire future.
…
Zhang Mingtu watched the pockmarked young man walk away and slowly withdrew his gaze.
The young man had a thin back and weak steps, showing obvious signs of martial arts training, but he didn't know how to do it and instead his energy and blood were greatly depleted, making his future bleak.
Moreover, judging from his appearance, with his face full of pockmarks, it would be difficult for him to get along in either the officialdom or the underworld.
No matter which path you choose, being good-looking will give you an advantage.
"How could such a person risk his life to save me in the midst of the chaos?"
No matter how Zhang Mingtu looked at it, he could not predict that this young man would risk his life to hide his seriously injured self among the dead in the future.
Then he took the opportunity to dive again, and almost suffocated in the water, but he still insisted on bringing him ashore.
It is obvious that this young man is just a street thug who makes a living by collecting protection fees every day.
Who could have imagined that in the future, he would bet his life to save Zhang Mingtu.
"Many loyal people are butchers, and most unfaithful people are scholars."
Zhang Mingtu shook his head. Even though the Book of Life and Death had pointed out his future several times, he could not see through people's hearts or human nature.
Every choice he makes, every slight change, will lead to a major change in the future he knows.
"Wang Mazi once said that his biggest dream was to practice martial arts. Unfortunately, he didn't have the financial resources back then. Now I have given him a chance."
Wang Mazi saved Zhang Mingtu in the future. Now he has a new choice. With the changing world, it is very likely that Wang Mazi will not save Zhang Mingtu again.
But Zhang Mingtu didn't mind giving Wang Mazi a chance. Judging from the choice Wang Mazi made in that life-and-death situation, it can be seen that under the right circumstances, Wang Mazi still has loyalty and morality in his heart.
For such a person, Zhang Mingtu doesn't mind having contact with him and giving him some help.
"As for the other one..."
Zhang Mingtu looked into the distance and saw that the man was indeed a scholar, a scholar from a village near Jianyi.
He should still be studying hard, hoping to pass the imperial examination.
The only thing poor people want to change is their fate, which they usually do by studying.
If one can understand one's mind and nature, and cultivate literary spirit, one may be able to attract the essence of heaven and earth, and cleanse the meridians and marrow.
With a sudden realization, one can reach great heights in one step.
Zhang Mingtu did not comment and did not go directly to find the scholar named Zhao.
Instead, he turned back to the restaurant and continued to greet his uncles.
Although the restaurant was open on the first day, it was mostly used to entertain the escorts from Weiyuan Escort Agency and many relatives and friends of the Zhang family.
There is still a long time, so Zhang Mingtu is not in a hurry.
After greeting all my uncles and friends, I went straight to Zhang's pharmacy.
We used 100-year-old ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum and other tonic medicines, and combined them with deer antlers, tiger bones, snake skins and other medicinal materials.
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