The days when I opened a tavern in Zongwu

Chapter 19 This man is dishonest
  After looking at the broken pieces of wood on the ground, Huang Rong asked, "You actually know martial arts? Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"

Faced with Huang Rong's question at this time, Li Changqing responded: "You didn't ask, why should I take the initiative to talk about this matter when I have nothing to do? Is it possible that when I see someone in the future, I will tell him that I know martial arts?"

As the sword intention converged, Li Changqing returned to his previous laziness.

Even his tone became lazy, as if he had just woken up.

Huang Rong was stunned for a moment when she heard this.

"Right!"

After muttering, Huang Rong looked at Li Changqing.

"Then what kind of martial arts did you use just now? How fast did you draw the sword?"

Hearing this, Li Changqing said quietly: "The Art of Drawing the Sword."

But after hearing Li Changqing's response, Huang Rong looked disgusted.

"If you don't want to say it, just say it. Why do you need to say these words to coax a child? Can even a low-level yellow-level martial arts like "The Art of Drawing the Sword" be so powerful?"

Faced with Huang Rong's doubts, Li Changqing said angrily: "As if I could gain anything by lying to you, I did use the "Sword Drawing Technique", but I mastered it at a higher level."

Seeing that Li Changqing didn't seem to be faking it, Huang Rong couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

But something feels a little wrong.

Although martial arts are divided into three, six or nine levels, even the worst martial arts will undergo qualitative changes if they can be practiced to the extreme.

For a martial arts, if it can reach the "peak" level, its power has already reached the limit of that martial arts.

And those who can reach the "superb" level are already on another level.

At this level, the power of martial arts can be said to be enhanced by relying on people, and in the hands of those who use it, it can exert more power than it should have.

Just like Qiao Feng, the current leader of the Northern Beggar Clan in the Song Dynasty.

Not only has he mastered the "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms", a middle-level martial arts at the heaven level, but he can also exert great power in the hands of Qiao Feng, who has a low-level yellow-level "Taizu Chang Fist".

Martial arts are promoted by relying on people, which is completely different from the strength displayed by ordinary people using "Taizu Changquan".

It's just that although this improvement is available, it is limited.

Even a master like Qiao Feng, if he really wanted to use "Taizu Chang Fist", would rely on his strong internal strength and combat experience to bully those weaker than him.

If he really wanted to meet someone with the same level of cultivation and mastered high-level martial arts, Qiao Feng could only use the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" to deal with the enemy.

The "Sword Drawing Technique" is only a low-grade yellow-level skill. Even if it is practiced to the highest level, the power it can exert is extremely limited.

At most, it is similar to the improvement brought by the martial arts of the ordinary Xuan level.

Huang Rong is already at the ninth level, and Li Changqing is only at the fifth level.

The gap in cultivation between the two was so huge. If it was just a low-level Huang-level martial arts like "Sword Drawing Technique", it would be impossible for Huang Rong to be so fast that Huang Rong could barely see the traces of the sword.

In response, Huang Rong couldn't help but look at Li Changqing.

I always feel like the man in front of me is dishonest.

Seeing Huang Rong still looking at him suspiciously, Li Changqing waved his hand and urged: "Don't think about it, it's getting late. Hurry and cook after the clothes are dried."

"Hey! Just know how to order me."

Faced with Li Changqing's urging, Huang Rong rolled her eyes and walked aside with the wooden basin.

Li Changqing entered the room where the sundries were placed.

During the walk, after using a special massage technique to massage his right hand, the discomfort in his right hand subsided slightly. When Li Changqing came out of the room, he already had a bucket and shovel in his hand.

It was the white cloud soil that Li Changqing had just obtained from the system.

After carrying the things and walking to the wintersweet tree in the courtyard, Li Changqing picked up the shovel and started digging around the wintersweet tree.

After a stick of incense. After filling the white cloud soil around the wintersweet and shoveling the ordinary soil into the barrel, Li Changqing looked up at the wintersweet.

I saw flower buds starting to grow on some branches that had not bloomed before.

Within a few dozen breaths, some of the originally bare branches were dotted with flower buds.

According to this progress, these flower buds will bloom successfully tonight or even early tomorrow morning.

What Li Changqing is most satisfied with about this yard is the spring in the backyard and the wintersweet in the inner yard.

Sleep with the fragrance every night, and wake up with the fragrance in the morning.

But wintersweet only blooms in winter, and the flowering period is neither short nor too long.

But with the white clouds in the soil, the wintersweet can bloom all year round in the courtyard, and the wintersweet can be fragrant all year round in the home.

After sweeping around the yard, Li Changqing muttered: "It looks like we can buy some more flowers and plants to put at home."

Raising flowers and plants is not troublesome, but to raise them well, you need to take care of them every day.

But with the white clouds and soil around, it's much simpler.

According to the introduction of the system, the white clouds and soil just now are enough to allow the century-old wintersweet tree to bloom continuously for a year, let alone ordinary flowers and plants.

Even just a handful of white clouds and soil can keep ordinary flowers and plants undefeated for several years.

In the main room, while eating the food cooked by Huang Rong, Li Changqing did not comment on it and then go to the kitchen to demonstrate the dish himself like yesterday.

For Huang Rong, what she mainly lacks now is the control of heat and a full understanding of the ingredients.

Just talk about the ingredients. With Huang Rong's intelligence, it's not difficult to understand.

As for the issue of heat, Li Changqing had already said yesterday that it would take Huang Rong continuous practice to master it, and it would be useless to talk about it.

Lianxing, who was still squatting on the roof at this time, suddenly had a look of resentment on her face after not being able to eat the food cooked by Li Changqing.

I originally came to Li Changqing's side to squat early, just to be able to squat down to the delicacies made by Li Changqing himself.

As a result, after waiting for so long, Li Changqing didn't cook.

Can you imagine Lian Xing's mood?

In the main room, Huang Rong, who also failed to taste Li Changqing's craftsmanship, looked depressed at this time.

Especially after eating a few bites of the food she cooked, Huang Rong's appetite was greatly reduced.

After the meal, when Huang Rong came out of the kitchen after clearing the dishes, she looked at Li Changqing lying on the chair at the door of the main room. Huang Rong couldn't help but look shocked.

"By the way, didn't you say yesterday that the pub would open today? Why aren't you going now?"

Facing Huang Rong's question, Li Changqing, who was lying on the chair, said slowly: "Don't worry, can you wait until Shen Shi opens the door?"

Huang Rong asked: "Then when will your tavern be closing?"

Li Changqing: "On the first day, let's open until Haishi! The rest of the business hours will depend on your mood."

Although there was also a curfew in the Ming Dynasty, it was also divided into different places.

A remote place like Hanshan City, where there are many businesses from both countries, would naturally not abide by the curfew.

Most of the other pubs in the city are also open until midnight.

If it's any later, there will be fewer serious guests by then, and it will be easy to attract some rogues who are not at home with their wives and children at night, but hang out outside.

"Shenshi?"

On the roof, after listening to the conversation between Li Changqing and Huang Rong, Lian Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, then turned around and left quietly using his Qing Gong skills.

(End of this chapter)