I don’t know if it’s the magic of the Bull’s Power Fist, or the unique life experience in the Book of Life and Death that has been integrated into his body, causing excessive energy consumption in his body.
Zhang Mingtu had eaten several kilograms of wild boar meat for dinner, but he was still hungry at night.
After eating two pounds of wild boar meat braised in sauce that looked like beef and prepared by my mother Wang Yulan, the hunger in my stomach was barely relieved.
Mother Wang Yulan cleaned up the dishes and gave Zhang Mingtu some careful instructions before returning to her room to rest.
Zhang Mingtu sat quietly in the house. Although his body was very tired, his spirit was very excited and he had no intention of falling asleep.
Sitting at the desk in the house, he took out the prescription given to him by the one-armed old man.
At this time, the moon is at the middle of the sky, as big as a disk, and the stars are shining.
Without lighting a lamp, he just stood by the window and looked at the prescription of the one-armed old man.
There are not one prescription, but two.
One recipe is Bazhen Decoction used to replenish qi. The main ingredients are Codonopsis pilosula, Poria cocos, Atractylodes macrocephala, and Licorice. The corresponding decoction and refining method is also provided, but it is written very briefly.
The other recipe is Siwu Decoction, which is used to replenish blood.
Chuanxiong, Angelica, Rehmannia and White Peony are very good blood-replenishing recipes.
The medicinal materials in the prescription are not very precious and can be bought in pharmacies. Even the escort agencies purchase medicinal materials on a daily basis and can be bought in the escort agencies.
Although medicinal materials are common, there are requirements for the corresponding years.
"Is this to help me practice martial arts better?"
Zhang Mingtu was not very familiar with medicinal materials, but when he saw these two prescriptions, he felt a sense of familiarity.
He even added two herbs after Siwu Decoction - cinnamon and astragalus.
"This can better replenish blood and qi, and is also beneficial for strengthening tendons and bones."
Zhang Mingtu had an epiphany, but he also felt a bit worried.
He opened the desk drawer and found only a row of copper coins, scattered here and there, numbering about a few dozen.
That's all he has.
It's only enough for a few meals, which is totally insufficient to prepare the medicine to help with cultivation.
"A penny can make a hero fall!"
It would cost at least five cents of silver to prepare a prescription, and if you wanted two prescriptions, one or two taels of silver would be just enough.
Zhang Jishi was considered one of the highest-earning individuals in the family, but his daily escort work only earned him seven taels of silver per month.
If he didn't escort the goods normally, he would only get one or two taels of silver.
The prescription may be of great help to spiritual practice, but Zhang Mingtu has no money.
It's not impossible to get it from Wang Yulan and Zhang Jishi, but Zhang Mingtu is a little reluctant.
Including the age of his two lives as a human, he is already over thirty years old.
He doesn't want to rely too much on his parents.
"How do you get the money then?"
In this life, he is only seventeen years old and his muscles and bones have not yet fully grown.
Although his boxing skills are superb, they are only boxing skills. His strength and energy are not much different from those of a teenager of his age.
Even if you want to teach boxing and become a boxing gym coach, the venue will be chosen by someone on the same day.
As for other options, at the age of seventeen, there wasn't a single job he could find that paid enough to train in martial arts.
"Do you still want to open a restaurant?"
After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Mingtu couldn't find a solution.
At this time, the previous excitement had gradually disappeared. Zhang Mingtu only felt sleepiness gradually coming over his mind. Without thinking too much, he simply turned over and got on the bed. As soon as he touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Zhang Mingtu woke up to his mother's urging.
When I opened my eyes, I could already see the bright sunshine outside.
"I still have to do morning exercises..."
Zhang Mingtu panicked and pushed the edge of the bed with his right hand, trying to get up.
As a result, as soon as I exerted force with my hand, I felt a tingling sensation all over my right hand and my whole body, and I felt a little weak.
"This is?"
The pain in his body was very similar to Zhang Mingtu's memory of over-exercise, just like training hard before a physical test and then feeling sore all over the body the next day.
And now his condition is much worse than before the physical assessment in his previous life.
"Hiss~"
Zhang Mingtu ate the breakfast prepared by Wang Yulan while taking a breath in pain, and was still thinking about what excuse he would use to avoid morning exercises later.
In his current state, there is no way he can complete morning exercises. Going there would be embarrassing.
"I've already informed the coach in advance, so you don't have to go there today."
As if she knew what Zhang Mingtu was thinking, Wang Yulan spoke during the meal, leaving Zhang Mingtu looking surprised.
"I saw you sweating profusely from training yesterday, so I asked for leave in advance. Don't worry, you're not special. There were many people like you who were training for the first time yesterday and were so excited that they couldn't stop and couldn't even get out of bed today."
After hearing this, Zhang Mingtu's worries were completely gone and his appetite suddenly increased.
Maybe it was because of his martial arts training, but Zhang Mingtu's stomach was like a bottomless pit. Even after eating three bowls of noodles, he still felt empty.
It was Wang Yulan who took a piece of bacon from under the eaves and cooked it with the noodles.
I ate half a pot of noodles mixed with a large bowl of meat in a daze, and only then did I feel somewhat full.
"They say martial arts training whets one's appetite; being able to eat is a blessing."
Wang Yulan didn't mind it much, but there was a hint of worry in the depths of her eyes.
This is really too much to eat.
I thought I only ate so much yesterday, but it turns out I ate so much every meal.
If he continued like this, with all the delicious food every day, he and Zhang Jishi's income would barely be enough to feed Zhang Mingtu.
Seeing that Zhang Mingtu was eating with great relish, Wang Yulan didn't say much. After cleaning up the dishes, she left with a worried look on her face.
This time, Zhang Mingtu did not go out after dinner, but returned to his bedroom. His bedroom was very simple, with only a bed, a desk, and a chair.
He sat at his desk, lost in thought.
Wang Yulan did not try to hide the melancholy on her face. If it were the original Zhang Mingtu, she would not be able to see anything, but the current Zhang Mingtu knew very well why Wang Yulan was both happy and sad.
It's ultimately a matter of money.
The family's total income was only enough for Zhang Mingtu to eat and drink, not to mention that practicing martial arts required relevant prescriptions to nourish the body and strengthen the foundation.
The poor are good at literature and the rich are good at martial arts. This is the profound insight of our ancestors.
Money! Money! Money!
Zhang Mingtu wrote the word "money" three times in a row on the paper, but he was still troubled.
Inventing distillation technology, brewing strong liquor, and opening a restaurant is a way to get rich.
But the Zhang family is simply unable to absorb such huge profits, even the Weiyuan Escort Agency on the list cannot withstand it.
Open a restaurant and die ten years later.
If I don’t open a restaurant, I’ll be suffocated to death now.
Zhang Mingtu wrote down the relevant pros and cons on a piece of paper.
"Open, the restaurant has to be open. We can't throw the baby out with the bathwater!"
"We'll talk about it ten years from now. If I'm pushed to the limit, I can just make the formula public."
"However, this time, the focus of opening a restaurant must be on martial arts training. It cannot be like before, where the focus was solely on making money."
"I hoard food, and my neighbor hoards guns. This kind of thing must never happen again."
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