Shi Tianwu shared with you the magnetic field rotation

Chapter 527 The Nation's Best Medicine, the Regent King
Wang Jin's elderly mother is someone who can't sit still.

She saw that many women of similar age to her in Dali were also working outside. After discussing it with "Lamu", they set up a small stall by the official road two miles outside Dali City to sell roasted potatoes.

Pedestrians came and went, and Wang Jin's elderly mother learned a lot about recent events in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty from passersby at her stall.

Wang Jin, the biological son, frequently appears in the conversations of passersby, and everyone who talks about Wang Jin speaks with great admiration for his heroic deeds.

"Godmother, I'm back."

"You've been gone for almost half a month, you must have traveled quite a distance."

He sat down by the roadside at Wang Jin's mother's roasted potato stall, took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, and poured a dish of wine for Wang Jin's mother so she could take her medicine.

"You said you were going to gather herbs, but when you came back the herbs were already prepared."

Wang Jin's elderly mother smiled as she looked at the roadside and swallowed the pills with wine.

As soon as the medicine entered her stomach, Wang Jin's elderly mother felt a refreshing stream flow into her heart, and her whole body relaxed, as if she had become ten years younger.

"It's truly a miraculous medicine that works instantly!" Wang Jin's elderly mother's eyes shone brightly; her self-perception was not an illusion.

“In this way, Godmother, your health will be fine, and you can live to be a hundred years old,” he said to Wang Jin’s elderly mother by the roadside.

Why do people need to live so long?

"As long as you live a meaningful life, that's enough," said Wang Jin's elderly mother.

"My son Wang Jin is also being taken care of by this benefactor Bian'er. Did you hear any rumors about Wang Jin in the martial arts world while you were away on this trip?"

"I heard it, I heard it."

"He's known as the 'Great Hero of the Southern Wild Goose,' for his chivalrous deeds and great reputation," someone said by the roadside.

"This guy has become arrogant once he's gained some skills."

"They don't know how to be discreet."

"If he dies in Bianjing, no one will even collect his body," Wang Jin's elderly mother said angrily.

"No, that won't happen," someone by the roadside said.

"Just ignore him."

"Just live your life well."

"You've helped once, there's no need to help a second time."

As Wang Jin's elderly mother spoke, she gripped Lu Bian's hand tightly, genuinely regarding him as a family member.

"It's not much trouble," he said with a smile from the roadside.

"Are you hungry? I didn't know you were coming, so I didn't prepare any meat."

"I'll just eat a few potatoes."

"This stuff is great in every way, it's never bad no matter how you cook it," someone said by the roadside.

At Wang Jin's mother's small stall, there were more than a dozen earthenware jars filled with sauces. Fermented sauces, vegetable sauces, and meat sauces—she earned about seventy or eighty copper coins a day selling roasted potatoes with these sauces.

"The sun is so strong, godmother, you need to be careful to protect yourself from the sun."

“I know, look at this shed on my stall, it can protect me from both rain and sun, your second sister made it for me,” said Wang Jin’s mother.

After eating a few roasted potatoes by the roadside, he didn't plan to leave. He stayed at the stall to help Wang Jin's elderly mother serve customers, waiting to pack up and go home with her in the evening.

Some people, after gaining magnetic field power, will involuntarily do great things, while the opposite is true for those on the roadside.

“Godmother, setting up a stall means being out in the wind and sun all day. I was thinking, why don’t we open a shop on the outskirts of town? We can sell more food and earn more money, and I’ll have something to do.”

"Isn't that too much trouble?" "I think it's fine as it is now."

"It doesn't need to be done much. Just replace this cloth shed with a brick house, build a fire pit inside, put an iron mesh grill on it, and roast some potatoes and tofu, and add some drinks for sale," he said by the roadside.

“Building a house would require a huge investment,” Wang Jin’s elderly mother said, still wanting to refuse the roadside offer.

"I can build it by myself in less than half a month, and it won't be a dangerous building."

"Godmother, just wait patiently. I'll get things set up first, and in a couple of days you can move the items from your stall to the new shop exactly as they were."

He got up from the roadside and went to repair a small shop for Wang Jin's elderly mother.

Wang Jin's mother knew that the person by the roadside had extraordinary abilities, but she never imagined that the person by the roadside, who said it would take half a day, would actually have a small shop spring up right next to the official road overnight.

The location was excellent, with a layout that allowed for ventilation from north to south. Wang Jin's elderly mother changed her stall into a small shop, feeling that it was a real waste for the roadside shop that had been built "overnight" to only sell roasted potatoes and grilled tofu.

After thinking it over, Wang Jin's elderly mother added a stove to the shop, creating a semi-open kitchen, where she would make and sell noodles right in front of the customers.

A snack shop opened up without much thought.

Anyone going to Dali City would stop at this small shop about two miles away to eat something and drink a few bowls of wine.

When Wang Jin broke through to the Magnetic Field Rotation Realm in Bianjing, he was eating noodles cooked for him by his elderly mother in a roadside shop. When he swallowed the noodles, he paused and looked northeast.

A month later, news of Wang Jin's "big deeds" in Bianjing reached Dali. When Wang Jin's elderly mother heard about what he had done from passersby, her face was filled with confusion.

“Bian’er, they say you’re the Thunder God? An ancestor of the Song Dynasty emperor?” Wang Jin’s mother whispered to the roadside.

"real or fake?"

"It's fake. The founding emperor of the Song Dynasty was a fake Thunder God, I am the real Thunder God," Wang Jin's mother replied with a smile by the roadside.

"That's alright." Wang Jin's elderly mother breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with godmother?" Lu Bian asked with a smile.

“If you really are that Emperor Taizu of Song, I’ll have to dig a hole and crawl into it myself, and drag my son Wang Jin into the hole too. I’m too embarrassed to see you.” Wang Jin’s mother was also a straightforward person.

“Listen to what your brother said in Bianjing,” Wang Jin’s elderly mother scolded him.

"Perhaps the rumors have been exaggerated, but he shouldn't have made such a big fuss."

"What do people call him now? They call him Wang Jianguo."

“He said he wouldn’t kill the emperor, but people said he could beat the emperor and teach him a lesson with his fists and feet.”

"It terrified officials of all ranks in the region. Some only needed to shout 'Wang Jinlai is here' at the gate of the county government office, and the county magistrate would hang himself from a tree in the southeast that very night."

"..."

Listening to Wang Jin's elderly mother scolding him, the roadside chuckled.

"The Song Dynasty had long suffered from three major problems: redundant officials, redundant soldiers, and redundant expenses."

"With Wang Jin holding a knife to the throat of the Song Dynasty, no one dared to become an official anymore, and the problem of redundant officials was greatly reduced."

"The problem of redundant troops is similar. After Wang Jin's actions in Bianjing, the soldiers who were not of any use were disbanded on the spot."

"The extra expenses were a request that Brother Wang Jin made to that young emperor himself. The annual tribute to the Liao Kingdom was gone, so the young emperor gave Wang Jin the status of an envoy of the Song Dynasty, and he personally visited the Liao Kingdom to inform them of this matter."

"You have insightful views." Wang Jin's mother's eyes suddenly became clear, realizing that her son Wang Jin had played such a role.

“Godmother, are you worried about Wang Jin? Should I go and call him back? He really is something else. He said he would go back to Dali after killing Gao Qiu, but he turned around and went to the Liao Kingdom in the north.” said the man by the roadside.

“A man’s ambition lies in all corners of the world, and I cannot keep him tied to my side,” said Wang Jin’s elderly mother.

(End of this chapter)