Abandoning literature for martial arts, starting by unleashing the beauty's bow.

The next day, Lu Fengnian ate breakfast and then went out with his load on his shoulder.

The carrying pole contained tiger skin, tiger penis, and tiger bones.

He left early, worried about being seen.

As dawn broke and the people of Mao'er Village were still asleep, he had already set off on the main road carrying his load.

When we arrived at West Street in Qinghe County, Fuyuan Leather Goods Store had just opened for business.

Fang Tong was still in bed when she heard Lu Fengnian coming over. She quickly wiped her face and invited Lu Fengnian into the VIP room.

"Brother Lu, you're here so early, did you hunt a tiger?" Fang Tong immediately noticed the heavy load hidden around Lu Fengnian, his voice trembling with excitement.

Lu Fengnian lifted the carrying pole and took out the tiger skin inside.

Fang Tong was overjoyed. He unfolded the tiger skin, carefully stroked it, and praised it, "It's only been a few days, and Brother Lu has actually hunted a tiger."

One arrow, one kill—excellent archery!

"In all my years of collecting furs, Brother Lu is the first person I've ever seen who can hunt a tiger so cleanly and efficiently."

Lu Fengnian placed the wine jar containing the tiger penis in front of Fang Tong. "As per Manager Fang's request, I sealed the tiger penis in the wine immediately."

Fang Tong opened the wine seal, examined it briefly, and nodded, saying, "Not bad, it was collected in time and preserved very well."

Later, I'll go see one of my regular customers.

Lu Fengnian hurriedly cupped his hands in greeting, "Thank you for your trouble, Manager Fang."

Fang Tong waved his hand, "As long as Brother Lu prioritizes sending any leather goods to our Fuyuan Leather Shop in the future, then what I've done will have been worthwhile."

Lu Fengnian nodded repeatedly, "Definitely!"

Fang Tong asked, "What's Brother Lu's younger brother's name?"

"Lu Manyue, 'Man' as in 'Xiaoman' (the full moon), and 'Yue' as in 'moon'," Lu Fengnian replied quickly.

"Simple and easy to remember."

Fang Tong smiled and put the wine jar aside. He then began to examine the tiger skin and finally said, "If it is a complete tiger skin, I can give you fifty taels."

However, since you shot me right through the neck, I can only give you twenty-five taels.

Originally, Lu Fengnian estimated that he could only sell it for about twenty taels.

Twenty-five taels had already exceeded his expectations.

After a moment's hesitation, he said in a deep voice, "Twenty taels will do."

Upon hearing this, Fang Tong smiled brightly, "Then let's do as Brother Lu says."

Lu Feng asked in a low voice, "I wonder when my brother will be able to leave the military camp?"

Fang Tong shook his head. "I can only give the tiger whip to that old customer first. As for when the matter will be completed, I don't know. I can only get a definite answer after I meet this old customer."

Lu Fengnian nodded. "Then I'll go sell the tiger bones first, and come back to see Manager Fang later."

Fang Tong glanced at the sky. "It's still early. Let's say it's Shen Shi (3-5 PM). I should be back by then. Come over around Shen Shi."

……

Lu Fengnian left Fuyuan Fur Shop, found a pharmacy, and sold the tiger bones.

The price exceeded expectations, and it sold for eleven taels.

At this point, he had thirty-one taels of silver on him, which was quite a large sum of money.

It was still early before Shenshi (3-5 PM), and Lu Fengnian had nowhere to go, so he carried his empty carrying pole and wandered around the streets to pass the time.

Before we knew it, it was almost noon.

Lu Fengnian found a mutton rice noodle shop, went in, spent twenty coins to buy a large bowl of mutton rice noodles, and ordered two plates of pickled vegetables, and enjoyed the meal to his heart's content.

As they were eating, they saw two traveling merchants, one tall and one short, enter the mutton shop.

The two each ordered a bowl of mutton rice noodles and sat down at a table not too far from Lu Fengnian, chatting as they ate.

"This trip to Qinghe County was really dangerous; I almost lost my life."

"That's right, if the soldiers hadn't arrived in time, we would have lost everything."

"These robbers are getting more and more brazen; they even dare to rob people on the main road."

"They'll only get more and more brazen in the future. Didn't you see? Among the robbers who attacked us this time, there was a martial artist who had reached the Acquired Realm."

"We need to learn from this experience. We shouldn't go to remote counties like Qinghe County anymore. No matter how important money is, it's not as important as our lives."

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Hearing this, Lu Fengnian's interest was piqued.

Aside from coming to Qinghe County every year for exams, the original owner spent the rest of the time in Mao'er Village and knew very little about the outside world.

This was the first time Lu Fengnian had ever heard the term "post-natal martial artist".

After a moment's thought, he ordered a plate of braised mutton, then carried the mutton and mutton rice noodles to the table of the two traveling merchants, first bowing to them with his hands clasped in greeting.

"Brothers, judging from your conversation, you must have traveled all over the country and are very knowledgeable."

I've always been fascinated by what I see and hear outside since I was a child, but unfortunately I've been stuck in Qinghe County and haven't heard much about anything new.

I came here now hoping to sit at a table with you two and listen to the stories from outside.

The two traveling merchants were initially reluctant to be disturbed, but for the sake of the braised mutton, they smiled in return and offered Lu Fengnian their seats.

Lu Fengnian thanked them, sat down, and said directly, "I just heard you two mention Acquired Martial Artists."

Could you two please tell me what exactly this "acquired martial artist" is?

The two traveling merchants sized Lu Fengnian up and down. The taller one asked in a low voice, "Judging from your question, young man, you're not from this county, are you?"

Lu Fengnian nodded, "Brother has a good eye. I come from a small mountain village in Qinghe County."

The tall man waved his hand in response, "I don't have that kind of eye to tell where this young man comes from."

The reason for this speculation is that the young man didn't even know about Acquired Martial Artists.

Although Acquired martial artists are rare and highly skilled, your Qinghe County does have some.

The short man added, "Your chief constable of Qinghe County is a second-level martial artist. On our way to Qinghe County, we encountered bandits, some of whom were also martial artists of the second level. If your chief constable hadn't arrived in time with his men, we would have lost our lives to the bandits."

Lu Fengnian looked surprised. "Are acquired martial artists that powerful?"

The tall man nodded. "Of course it's powerful. Even the weakest first-grade acquired martial artist has an amazing physique and can easily tear apart tigers and leopards with their bare hands."

Upon hearing this, Lu Fengnian couldn't help but feel a jolt of surprise.

With his current strength, without using a bow and arrow, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat a tiger or leopard.

This means that, based solely on physical strength, he is currently inferior to a first-grade acquired martial artist.

Lu Fengnian's face showed astonishment. "Humans can actually tear tigers and leopards apart? These acquired martial artists are truly terrifying! How did they become so powerful?"

The short man replied, "To become a martial artist, you must first have martial arts talent, and then you must have a master's lineage. Without someone to teach you cultivation methods, even if you have the highest talent, it's all for nothing."

The tall man added, "Besides martial arts talent and cultivation methods, you also need silver."

I've heard that when martial artists cultivate, the most crucial thing is to toughen up their bodies, which requires dietary and medicinal supplements and a lot of money to support them.

The saying "the poor study literature, the rich study martial arts" illustrates this principle.