The new yard is very new and needs to be rebuilt.
Song Jinxiu came here to plant a garden, but now he has divided it in half and built a martial arts training ground.
After all, relying on others is like relying on yourself. No matter how many bodyguards you have, they are all your own.
Song Jinxiu didn't know how to practice martial arts here, and she didn't know how she was trained in the secret base.
So rows of parallel bars were set up in the open space in the backyard.
The initial basic physical training, in addition to horse stance, single and double bars, is weighted long-distance running and obstacle running.
In addition to the sixteen people who were bought, Brother Xiao, Jinfang and the younger brother, it was Song Jinxiu herself who had to participate in morning exercises.
In addition to morning exercises, I also have to do horse stance for half an hour every day.
In the space, Song Jinxiu looked at the two drops of spiritual dew in her hand, wondering how many times it would be best to dilute them.
Treasure Hunter Junjun asked in confusion: "What are you doing? Is anyone in your family injured again?"
Song Jinxiu rolled her eyes at it, "How can you talk like that? Can you drink when you're injured?"
Junjun jumped onto the table and blinked, "Do you know?"
Song Jinxiu asked: "What do you know?"
Treasure Hunting Mouse Junjun sighed, "You really know this, don't you? This spiritual dew is a tonic for you, but it is poison to normal people!"
"Really? I gave my stepfather some food and he had diarrhea for the whole day. He also said something bad to my scumbag father, and also to Su Mo. Are they all okay?"
Junjun looked at her with a look of "you are so stupid", "Let me tell you this..."
After listening to its explanation for a long time, Song Jinxiu finally understood that this spiritual dew was like arsenic, a poisonous substance.
But fortunately, it is also a good medicine.
Because arsenic can eliminate phlegm, corrode sores, remove rot, stop malaria and kill insects, it is particularly effective in treating cold phlegm asthma, hemorrhoids, malaria, ringworms, carbuncles and malignant ulcers.
Whether it is poison or medicine depends on how you use it and how much you take.
This is what spiritual dew is to mortals.
For Song Jinxiu, absorption is energy, and for Zhang Bangchui, a small amount of spiritual dew enters his stomach, and he absorbs it bit by bit, and most of the energy is pulled out with the peristalsis of the gastrointestinal tract.
It was Song Jinxiu who was careful and diluted it again and again before giving him just one drop. If he eats a little more, his intestines will probably burst.
What Song Jinxiu knew was that Su Mo was unable to absorb the energy in the spiritual dew at that time because of his physique, otherwise it would be very dangerous.
However, the scumbag dad has a special physique. According to Xiao Junjun, the scumbag dad has a pure yang body, and the spiritual dew is absorbed by him completely, otherwise he would definitely wake up after fainting last time.
After listening to Junjun's words, Song Jinxiu said: "This shows that my direction is correct. I use Bodhi leaf water to dilute the spiritual dew. Is that okay?"
Junjun blinked and thought for a while, "I advise you to keep it. Without this stimulation, Baoya will not be able to secrete the spiritual dew again.
If you want to change the constitution of your family members, Bodhi leaf water is definitely a good choice. If you are not satisfied, there are other ways. You should keep the spiritual dew to save your life. ”
When Song Jinxiu heard this, she immediately put away the spiritual dew.
The little guy is right, your own life is more important. After all, he has three lives on his shoulders: Junjun, Baoya and Shui Ling'er.
She humbly asked: "Do you have any good ideas? Can I let my family have amazing internal strength and become martial arts masters?"
Junjun nodded, and Song Jinxiu was delighted: "Really? Then can I do it?"
Junjun nodded again, "Qi Gathering Pill, a first-level pill, if a mortal eats one, his power will increase by ten years."
Song Jinxiu: "What the hell?"
Junjun waved to Song Jinxiu. Song Jinxiu bent down. The little guy suddenly grabbed her hair and leaned over with his little mouse head.
The man and the rat touched foreheads, and Song Jinxiu felt dizzy. Two martial arts secrets and a pill recipe appeared in her mind.
Oh my god, where is the elixir!
Song Jinxiu looked at it and said, "Am I at the middle stage of Qi training or above?
Junjun shook his head like a rattle.
"Are we going to the alchemy furnace?"
Junjun shook his head again.
"Then what about our spiritual herbs?"
Junjun still shook his head.
The three elements of alchemy, one of them, "What is the recipe for this elixir?"
놊pass...껩 Xu놋뇾.
Inspired by the elixir recipe, Song Jinxiu began to develop a body-refining medicine.
There is no agrimony, but there is motherwort in her space. There is no regenerating vine, but she has willow parasitic plants.
If you still don’t have enough space, go to the clinic and buy some.
In order to let these children who practice martial arts take medicinal baths, two bathing pools were specially built. Conveniently separate the men and women.
The body-refining liquid was prepared, boiled in a pot, and then poured into the bathtub.
The older brothers and younger sisters naturally soaked in their own bathtubs.
Fuquan and Tietou were unwilling to fall behind. They did whatever Chunsheng did, whether it was running, parallel bars, horse stance, or medicinal baths. They did everything.
Jinxiu said that at the end of the year, the winner of the competition would be rewarded with a mule.
They can ride mules to sell wine to farther places.
As for the two sets of martial arts secrets, they are the Rat Fist created by Treasure Hunter Rat Junjun and the 72 Styles of Baoya's Magic Whip.
Seeing Xiao Junjun's eyes that looked like he had found a treasure, Song Jinxiu said she would practice hard.
While Song Jinxiu was busy with the training of the 꺶 family, she also found time to study oil pressing. She also had to practice the set of boxing and whip techniques that Xiao Junjun gave her, move by move.
My sister is lazy again and stays in her room and sleeps in every day. He said he was practicing meditation.
Jinfang was anxious. She had already divided the shampoo into jars. When could she go to the county to exchange it for silver?
Jinfang was rejected by her sister again, so she turned around and went to find her mother to live together.
When Tian Xinghua heard that her daughter wanted to sell shampoo, she thought it was feasible. So the mother and daughter hit it off immediately, and immediately took a bullock cart to the county.
While Song Jinxiu was busy practicing martial arts and pressing oil, and Song Chunsheng was busy brewing wine, Song Jinfang and Tian Xinghua earned their first pot of gold after moving into their new house.
Moreover, a small bottle of floral scented shampoo was sold at a high price of twenty cents.
The mother and daughter came back from the county town and bought a bunch of things. When they got home, they excitedly distributed them to everyone.
Tian Xinghua was still a little reserved, but Xiao Jinfang was already chattering about how smoothly things went today.
Song Jinxiu pinched her forehead, waited for her to finish, and asked, "Twenty cents, do you think it's worth it?
Xiao Jinfang and her mother smiled at each other. Tian Xinghua said, "Let's make it. Ten cents per day. We can earn half of it."
As she spoke, she tried to hold back her laughter.
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "I'm afraid you are only calculating the cost of the soap beans. What about the flowers? What about the labor cost?"
Seeing the two of them looking at each other, Song Jinxiu continued, "Imagine that you receive an order for 10,000 bottles, and the delivery is within three days. You two can definitely do it. Do you need to recruit people to do the work?
Need to buy flowers?
Distillation tools, stirring tools, sterile, clean operating table, do you need to invest money?
All of these have to be taken into account. Jinfang, do the math again, can you still make money with 20 cents? ”
Song Jinfang calculated silently for a long time, and finally said with a bitter face: "Mom, sister, I can, I can earn a penny."
It means buying twenty coins and getting nineteen coins.
Tian Xinghua was stunned. She frowned and said, "I think twenty cents is high enough. If it's a few more cents, will anyone buy it?"
Xiao Jinfang was a little worried, "What should we do? We have to do it ourselves, or we can hire someone to earn these ten cents of hard-earned money."
I can buy fifty bottles a day, which is five hundred coins, which is not enough.
Song Jinxiu glanced at Xiao Chunsheng and asked, "Brother, what do you think?" ”
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