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Chapter 29 Trophies

Seeing that the old killer really took away the four martial arts books and put them in his arms like the book "Bedroom", Geng Xuan almost couldn't hold back.

So you came here today just to amuse people, right?
Among the most valuable ones, not a single one actually fell into his hands.

Instead, the two insignificant gains from Lao Shacai's mouth became the real benefits obtained today.

“In addition to this somewhat evil Nine-Rank Secret Art and the four cultivation methods, there are also some miscellaneous items.

Following your uncle Chen's suggestion, except for this bottle of blood-replenishing pills, all other items in the shop were converted into silver.

Not much, only one hundred and fifty taels in total.

There are eight blood-replenishing pills in this bottle.

The workshop has taken advantage of you in the skills, but after your uncle Chen’s efforts, the workshop will not share these things, and they all belong to you.”

Geng Xuan looked at the last two items in the package, a porcelain bottle and a pile of silver ingots.

Geng Xuan picked up the porcelain bottle and opened the lid slightly, and a fragrant aroma wafted into his nose.

The amazing thing is that this scent brings a sense of warmth into the nose.

Geng Xuan quickly covered it again to prevent the medicine from leaking out.

In fact, the effects of this blood-replenishing pill and tiger bone, deer ginseng wine are the same, both of which are used to strengthen the body and replenish the body's deficiencies.

As far as Geng Xuan knew, one blood-replenishing pill was worth ten taels of silver.

Eight blood-replenishing pills were worth eighty taels of silver, and this bottle alone was worth more than Geng Xuan's entire fortune when he was at his richest after traveling through time.

The silver ingots were all ten-liang silver bars of uniform specifications. Geng Xuan only took a quick glance and discovered something unusual.

"This is more than one hundred and fifty taels, right?" Geng Xuan asked.

One hundred and fifty taels of silver can be exchanged for fifteen ten-tael silver bars, but there is obviously more than that in this package.

The old killer said, "There are three hundred taels in total here, half of which is spoils of war, and the other half is from your uncle Chen himself."

Hearing this, Geng Xuan looked at Chen Rongshan and said, "Uncle Chen, why are you giving me money? I can't take it!"

As he said this, he reached out to pick out half of the silver bar from the package.

The spoils of war had already made him very surprised. For him, this was completely an unexpected windfall.

Thanks to Uncle Chen's hard work and Uncle Chai's obvious favoritism towards this younger generation in the neighborhood, he basically got the greatest benefit for him.

Now he is very satisfied with these gains.

Chen Rongshan now personally paid out 150 taels of silver. Geng Xuan could understand his intentions, but he felt that the gift was a bit too generous.

Geng Xuan guessed that in order to collect the 150 taels, Uncle Chen not only emptied his own cash, but also borrowed a lot from other people.

Because practitioners do not have the habit of keeping too much cash in their hands, they turn silver into resources and use the resources to "feed" stronger power, thereby gaining a higher status and more silver.

This cycle is the attitude of practitioners towards money.

Uncle Chen not only practiced himself, but Chen Zheng, who practiced in the martial arts school, also relied entirely on him for support.

No matter how talented he is, his strength and the stage that Changpingfang can provide him have already determined the upper limit of what he can achieve within this framework.

If it was just a small token of his appreciation, Geng Xuan could accept it with peace of mind.

But Geng Xuan felt that this all-out effort was a bit too heavy.

Seeing Geng Xuan's action, Chen Rongshan quickly held down his hand and said in a deep voice:

"Ah Xuan, this time it's all thanks to you that I, your uncle Chen, didn't have my family destroyed. If you don't accept this little gift, I will be uneasy!"

Geng Xuan smiled and nodded, "Okay, since this is your kind intention, Uncle Chen, then I will accept it."

Chen Rongshan nodded and let go of the hand that was holding Geng Xuan.

After freeing his hands, Geng Xuan immediately took out fourteen silver bars from the package and placed them in front of Chen Rongshan.

Before he could speak, he said:

"Uncle Chen, don't be so self-indulgent. This is not for you, but for my aunt.

Apart from anything else, she gets up before dawn to make breakfast for me. If I want sweet egg custard, she makes it sweet. If I want salty, she makes it salty. She treats me like her own nephew.

She is like this now, if I don't have any feelings for her, am I still a human being?"

Chen Rongshan was stunned by his words, not knowing how to respond. The old killer laughed and joined in:
"You did a good job, kid. That's good."

As he said this, he put the fourteen silver bars into a food box, held the box in one hand, and walked out of the yard holding Chen Rongshan in the other.

"Boy, we are going to stop being an eyesore by delaying your practice today.

When the exercises are copied in a few days, remember to come and get them yourself. I won’t be so eager to deliver them to you like I did today.”

……

Although what he said to Uncle Chen just now shut him up, Geng Xuan himself was also touched.

When he was ready to go out after packing up, Geng Xuan looked at the courtyard opposite, wondering whether to go over and take a look.

At this moment, a woman from the neighborhood who looked familiar came out of the main room and walked towards the kitchen.

I had already known this when I was chatting with Uncle Chen over dinner just now. Because Zeng Rou needed to rest for a while, he had specially invited two women from the neighborhood who knew her well to take turns taking care of Zeng Rou and Chen Xiaoyu's daily lives.

It would be inconvenient and inappropriate for him, a foreigner, to visit at this time.

Thinking of this, Geng Xuan gave up the idea.

Just as he was about to go out, he saw the woman opposite who had just entered the kitchen trotting out with a food box and handing it to him.

"Ah? What's this?" Geng Xuan looked at the extra food box in his hand in surprise.

The woman said:
"Madam Zeng knows that you, Xuan'er, will not be back until the evening in order to concentrate on your training, so she asked me to prepare your lunch and dinner in advance."

Geng Xuan opened the food box in a daze. All kinds of mouth-watering food were neatly placed in the food box.

The woman continued, "Considering that it's hot now, hot food will easily go bad if left out for too long, so I prepared some more cold food today."

"...Thank you, and thank auntie for me."

Geng Xuan, who was carrying the lunch box, could only express his sincere gratitude.

Just as he was about to leave, the woman suddenly asked, "Oh, Brother Xuan, Madam Zeng asked me to ask you, is it convenient to make a fire in the place where you practice?"

Geng Xuan didn't think much about it and said casually, "That's fine."

Of course he wouldn't say that the place where he was practicing was under the river and it was inconvenient.

The next morning.

Geng Xuan took the food box in one hand and the casserole in the other, and listened to the woman say:
“It’s very convenient, the ingredients are already prepared and in the food box, and there’s also water.

When you get there, just take some time to light a fire and cook it. Whenever you feel hungry, you can have a bowl or two.

Madam Zeng specifically told me to add a few ginseng roots, which not only fills your stomach but also replenishes your qi and blood. It is definitely better than eating dry food.

Just leave the pot there, and you only need to bring some ingredients over later. Just tell me what you want to eat in advance, it's very convenient."

"..."

……

noon.

Geng Xuan walked out of the passage pulling a cart full of waste soil.

Connected by a valve, there was a second car, a third car, and a total of six cars, forming a series.

He also tried to connect all seven vehicles in a series, but found that with his current strength and endurance, it was still a little difficult, and six vehicles at a time was more efficient.

All the waste soil in the cart was poured into the turbulent and boiling dirty river, and the small cart of waste soil was washed away in the blink of an eye.

After finishing the work, Geng Xuan came to a dry area next to the passage.

Here, there is a clay pot on a simple stove made of several stones. As soon as you approach, you can smell the aroma.

He first added a few more pieces of firewood to make the flame under the casserole burn at a moderate size. Then he opened the lid of the casserole, took out a bowl, chopsticks and spoon from the food box, scooped a large bowl of the stewed meat and vegetables, and devoured it in no time.

The food tastes especially sweet after intense labor. While the dry stomach is comforted, a faint warm current spreads from the stomach to the limbs, slowly washing away the fatigue accumulated in various parts of the body.

After a delicious meal, Geng Xuan added a few more pieces of firewood and continued to walk deeper into the passage, pulling the carts in a row. He was still thinking:

“Not only will it become dry if you keep cooking it, but it’s also not good if you stew it too much.

We can make a simple stove tomorrow, which will make it easier to control the temperature."

(End of this chapter)