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Chapter 7: Holy Yuan Grass?
Before daybreak, a group of people lying on strange beds with an uncertain future finally fell into a drowsy sleep, but were soon awakened by the sound of kicking on the door.

The experienced miners had already gotten up from their beds and started to put on their clothes, while the inexperienced newcomers only jumped off the bed shirtless after being whipped twice.

Tian Lin sat up from the bed, and while getting dressed he watched the man in black wielding the whip. He heard Boss Zhang say to him, "In this mine, anyone wearing black is a supervisor."

As soon as Zhang Laoda finished speaking, he was whipped. The supervisor asked, "What are you two whispering about here?"

Zhang Lao Da touched the whip marks on his shoulders and grinned at the supervisor, "It's nothing, we are just hungry, let's talk about eating."

The supervisor kicked Zhang Lao Da's butt again and said, "Go eat outside. Eat early and get back to work."

Boss Zhang pulled Tian Lin out of the house, only to see that the empty house was already crowded with miners.

The miners gathered around a big pot and took bowls of porridge.

"Hurry up and line up, or there will be no food if you are late."

After Boss Zhang finished speaking, he had already gotten behind a team.

"This porridge is not right, why is there no heat at all?"

Tian Lin didn't find an entry for "porridge" and felt a little disappointed.

As soon as he finished speaking, a miner in the queue in front of him sneered:

"This is all the porridge from last night. It was originally meant to entertain you newcomers. But Manager Xu didn't give it to you to save money on a meal. He kept it for everyone's breakfast today."

Tian Lin was a little surprised. Is Manager Xu trying to save money for the merchants? He is not trying to save money for himself.

Boss Zhang over there tried to grab a seat but was immediately pushed aside.

But Boss Zhang was no pushover and he kicked the man to the ground with one kick.

At this moment, Boss Zhang showed a completely different expression than when he faced the man in black. He looked down at the man with a grim smile and said:
"When you bully a newcomer, you should also consider who you are targeting. What do you think, brother?"

The man frowned, stood up, patted his butt, and went to line up at the back of another team.

Tian Lin stood behind Boss Zhang and said with a smile, "I heard from the old man that you, Boss Zhang, are a martial arts master."

"Ha ha!"

Boss Zhang smiled and said, "How about it, you want to learn martial arts, right? If you want to learn, I can teach you."

Tian Lin didn't reply for a moment. How could he not want to learn martial arts?
I think Boss Zhang dared to come to this mine because he relied on his superb martial arts skills and was able to withstand strenuous work that ordinary people couldn't, and at least he wouldn't be exhausted to death.

Tian Lin thought to himself that if he didn't want to be exhausted to death, he had to learn some martial arts.

"Brother Zhang is willing to teach me? I just don't know what I can give you."

After Tian Lin finished speaking, Zhang Laoda said, "I brought you to Lin'an County. Do I have to charge you for teaching you some boxing techniques?"

Tian Lin didn't believe that Boss Zhang was such a person. If Boss Zhang was a good person, then the people whose families were destroyed along the way would probably be in trouble.

Tian Lin didn't investigate further and just treated Boss Zhang as a good person.

The two of them finally lined up in front of the iron pot, but they saw the woman serving porridge scraping the bottom of the pot with a large spoon.

When it came to Zhang Lao Da, there was still half a bowl of soup left, but when it came to Tian Lin, there was only a mouthful of soup left.

Even more unlucky are the long list of newcomers behind Tian Lin.

These people couldn't help but wail, "We haven't eaten for several days, why didn't they leave us any soup?"

A man in black said coldly, "You got up so late, came so late, and still want to drink soup? You can't even eat hot shit."

The newcomers dared not say anything but watch others slurp their porridge.

Tian Lin poured the soup in the bowl into his mouth, then frowned and said, "Why is this porridge sour?"

An old miner smiled and said, "It's pretty good that it hasn't grown hair yet."

Boss Zhang only drank half a bowl, and then handed the bowl to Tian Lin and said, "I still have some left, do you want to eat it?"

Tian Lin shook his head, but saw a hand next to him grabbed Boss Zhang's bowl and was about to snatch his porridge.

The man moved quickly, and Boss Zhang's reaction was not slow either.

Boss Zhang let go of the bowl in his hand, and when the man took the bowl away, he punched the man in the nose with his free right hand.

The man cried out "ouch" and fell on his back, and the bowl in his hand fell out of his hand.

Seeing that half a bowl of porridge was about to be wasted, Boss Zhang flipped over in mid-air and caught the bowl without spilling any of the soup in the bowl.

This move not only surprised Tian Lin, but also made many miners present applaud.

Tian Lin then turned his gaze towards the men in black. They just glanced at Boss Zhang twice and then didn't pay any more attention to him.

"Look, you don't have to be too cautious. I gave you porridge but you didn't eat it, and it almost gave it away to others."

Boss Zhang said this with a smile, and then drank the porridge in the bowl.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and the manager immediately shouted:

"Everyone, bring your tools. The newcomers will be responsible for carrying the ore, and the old miners will go to mine!"

The complaining voices were silenced by the whip, and they could only pick up the backpack placed on the open space and walk to the mine with the iron bar.

The so-called mine is actually a huge blue rock in the open air.

It is said that the stones mined here can be used to refine a metal that can be used to make magic weapons.

Therefore, the merchants opened mines for generations, smelted the metals and sent them to Yaoyue Sect. This kind of huge stone is extremely difficult to mine, and the manual excavation method is too inefficient. The only way is to use fire and water to break the whole stone bit by bit.

Tian Lin watched as the old miners had already started to work, and the new miners had already begun to carry stones, gritting their teeth and stumbling towards the mine carts in the distance.

He was a little confused. Why didn't the mine cart be pushed over here?

These thoughts only flashed through his mind as Tian Lin carried the basket on his back and went to the pile of ore.

There were many minerals that had been left here and not carried away. A man who was responsible for loading the minerals picked up a huge stone and put it into Tian Lin's backpack.

Tian Lin was fifteen years old and had been exposed to the elements for years. Although he was not skin and bones, he was still weighed down by the huge rock.

Just as he was about to kneel down, Zhang Laoda, who was standing beside him, held up his backpack and asked him, "Can you do it?"

The miner who was loading the ore said, "Whether we succeed or not, we have to fill the backpack. Only then can we get the counting chips."

What else can be said?
Tian Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Fill it up, I can hold on!"

The truth is, it wasn't that easy. He only ran two times and was sweating profusely.

The man in black did not whip him, but just said coldly:
"You little brat, you're only eligible to eat when you have collected twenty chips. If you don't want to starve to death, don't be lazy."

"Follow me, I'll carry you!"

After Zhang Lao Da finished speaking, he pulled up Tian Lin. He first put a backpack on his back, and then held up Tian Lin's backpack.

Tian Lin just felt his back was light, and when he looked at Boss Zhang, he saw that his feet were not heavy, his hands were not shaking, and he was walking very easily.

Tian Lin was convinced. He said, "Brother Zhang must be very skilled in martial arts, right?"

Boss Zhang smiled and said, "According to what people in the martial arts world say, I am considered a first-rate expert."

"Is a first-class master the highest level?"

"No, above the first-class is the Grandmaster. The Grandmaster is the strongest person with the highest combat power - but no matter how strong a person is, he is nothing in front of a Qi Refiner."

Even with the help of Boss Zhang, Tian Lin still couldn't collect twenty counting chips, he was just one short.

He was so hungry that his eyes almost turned green with anger, but he did not ask Boss Zhang for help.

While everyone was eating, Tian Lin went to the back mountain of the mine.

In fact, he was not the only one. Many new miners who had not collected enough chips also came to the back mountain to dig wild vegetables.

The men in black didn't intend to starve these newcomers to death, so they didn't care.

However, the wild vegetables in the back mountain seemed to have been eaten up, and only a lot of poisonous wild vegetables, weeds and flowers were growing well on the ground.

Tian Lin looked at one of the grasses and reached out to pull it out.

Someone kindly reminded him: "You little bastard, you can't eat this Achnatherum splendens. It will give you diarrhea."

Tian Lin heard this and said, "I have a strange disease. I am always constipated. I never get diarrhea no matter what I eat. So you don't have to worry about me."

No one believed it, but Tian Lin had already stuffed the Stipa striata into his mouth.

In his eyes, whenever he saw Achnatherum splendens, he would have a hint:

[Dragon Blood Grass: It can enhance Qi and blood, strengthen the body and mind, and is a tonic for people in the martial arts world. It is edible.]

As expected, after eating this 'Dragon Blood Grass', Tian Lin felt that his strength had been restored a little, and he was no longer weak.

But the hunger in my stomach still hasn't gone away, and this is not something that a piece of 'Dragon Blood Grass' can solve.

[Shengyuan Grass: A pseudo-spiritual grass-level precious medicine. Eating it can increase one year's internal strength. It is a treasure for people in the martial arts world and can be eaten.]

Tian Lin was eating 'dragon blood grass' along the way and was soon attracted by a wild flower.

Looking at the wild flowers that were about to bloom, Tian Lin's eyes lit up and he picked the flowers directly.

"You little bastard, forget about the Stipa striata, but you can't eat this Soul Burial Flower. Eating it will kill you."

Tian Lin was not in a hurry to eat the 'Shengyuan Grass'. He just asked the man, "What kind of flower is the Soul Burial Flower?"

The man said, "The Soul Burial Flower is evil. Basically, it will grow in places where people have died. Grinding it into a medicinal foam is colorless and odorless, so those people in the underworld like to use it to harm people."

Tian Lin frowned and said, "So, a lot of people died in our mine."

The miner laughed and said:
"Manager Xu would trick a group of Huahualang into working as mining slaves every year. These Huahualang would either die of exhaustion or illness. Almost all of them would be replaced by new ones after a year. The bodies of the old ones were all thrown on the back hill and turned into nutrients for the mine. How could this place not have burial soul flowers growing?"

Tian Lin was speechless for a moment as he looked at the mountains of soul-burying flowers. It seemed that every flower swaying in the wind represented a living human life.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable, and the 'Shengyuan Grass' in his hand didn't smell as good anymore.

But this only made him feel uncomfortable. If he wanted to survive in this world, he had to eat this "Shengyuan Grass".

One plant represents one year's internal strength, so what about ten or a hundred plants?

"Okay, I won't eat this flower."

Tian Lin said this, but put the "Shengyuan Grass" into his pocket.

By the way, how is one year's internal energy divided?

He planned to ask Boss Zhang when he rested at night. After all, Boss Zhang was not the only miner who knew martial arts, but Boss Zhang was the only one who said he was willing to teach him.

(End of this chapter)