The first cause of all realms

Chapter 13 New Ingredients
Falling off a cliff and getting an adventure, this is a bridge that only exists in storybook novels.

Yang Qian never imagined before that his old man would have such an opportunity, and he felt happy and worried for a while.

It's gratifying for the old man to have an 'Adventure', but the cliff seems to be very high, there is nothing on the cliff, no water and no food, I'm afraid it will be very difficult at this time.

"I hope that the old man can turn bad luck into good luck, and bring good luck to death..."

After being stunned for a while, Yang Jue sighed.

Heishan City is quite far away from Qingzhou, and it takes more than a year to go back and forth.

Even if he wanted to find the old man, he was powerless for the time being.

Not to mention that Black Mountain City is not peaceful at this time, if I leave, my mother-in-law is here alone, I'm afraid it will be even more dangerous.

"How should I explain it to my mother-in-law?"

Yang Jue rubbed his temples, turned over and jumped out of the outline, stretched out his hand from the edge of the vat to wipe, the broken knife was already pinched in his hand.

After thorough refining, he noticed the difference.

Holding the knife at this moment, there is a feeling of harmony in his heart, as if the knife is not only a knife, but has become a part of his arm.

"Through refining, it seems to be really different?"

Yang Ju's spirit shook, and he immediately looked at the small tripod on his chest.

During this period of diligent 'recharging', only a small part of the cauldron of gluttony is still blue even after the knife is completely refined.

This also means that he will be able to refine the second ingredient in three to five days at the fastest, or eight or nine days at the slowest.

This speed depends on him.

wow~
Shaking off the water droplets on his body, Yang Jue held the knife in his hand and waved it around in the courtyard.

He holds the knife in his right hand, his left hand forms a palm, his eyes are on the edge of the knife, and he walks with the knife, changing with the technique of the knife, sometimes holding the knife on the shelf to help the power of the knife,
Sometimes you press the back of the saber and roll it left and right, sometimes you bend your elbows to cross it, and sometimes you pull it down obliquely...

After walking around for a while, Yang Jue only felt that the broken knife was like driving his arm, and he moved as he wanted, which was indescribably smooth and comfortable.

It's as if I have really practiced for 50 years.

Call ~
But not long after, Yang Jue retracted his knife and backed away, panting slightly:
"In my memory, the old man can swing the knife [-] times with all his strength... Is my physique not as good as the old man's?"

Yang prison thinks about it, it really is.

It has only been a year since I came to this world, and I spent the first half of the year in a deficit in raising my body, and I didn't work hard in the second half of the year.

Those who are really diligent are only these days.

In a short period of time, even if there is a medicinal bath, it can't compare to the physique that the old man has spent half his life in.

"My skills may not be inferior to the old man, but my strength and speed are much worse. In a real fight, the old man may kill me with a few stabs..."

"I'm afraid the old man also took a medicinal bath, but I don't know if the blood exchange was successful?"

Wiping his body indiscriminately, Yang Jue muttered in his heart.

"I have to make money..."

……

"How to make money fast?"

The sky was dim, and Yang Jue was lying at the table, writing and drawing.

so difficult!

During the year of time travel, Yang Qiu thought about making money more than once.

However, due to various reasons, they were all stillborn. Even if the memory of the previous life is helpful, it cannot overcome the shackles of this world.

"Business, selling salt and iron, brothels, gambling halls, smuggling, food, land annexation, becoming an official..."

On the paper, Yang Jue ranked the jobs he thought were the most profitable, from low to high.

Compare your abilities and cross them out one by one.

The first thing crossed out is being an official.

Being an official is naturally the most lucrative profession, bar none.

In three years, the magistrate of the Qing Dynasty received one hundred thousand snowflake silver, this is not just talk.

The richest people in Heishan City are not the "Chen, Wang, and Li" families who have been cultivating the city for decades, nor are they the Heishan Army stationed outside the city.

But the county magistrate 'Sanchi Liu'.

He has only been a county magistrate for ten years, and he is already much richer than those few gentry.

Liu Wenpeng, who is three feet high in the sky, is a well-known and wealthy figure even in the other counties.

Second, it is food.

One cannot go without food for a day, one can live without meat, one cannot live without food, but this must be crossed out.

Food is a three-foot-long taboo, and no one else can touch it.

In the same way, land annexation can't be done at all.

After leaving, cross out unconditional smuggling, brothels, gambling halls, and only salt, iron and merchants are left in front of him.

"Salt Iron, Merchant..."

Circled these two choices, Yang Jue bit his pen holder, meditating.

Daming couldn't help but privately owned salt and iron, and there were quite a few people engaged in it, but this business can be described as complicated, and it was jointly controlled by several major gentry in the inner and outer cities and several gangs in the outer city.

The same is true for merchants.

Regardless of the inner and outer cities, if you want to do business, even if you just set up a booth to sell calligraphy and paintings, you have to hand over [-]% to the yamen, and the remaining [-]% ​​go to the gang squires.

The rest is your own.

Without a background, no matter how good the business is, it will be eaten up.

What's more, he doesn't have that much time to run the business, let alone go out to buy goods.

The same is true for salt and iron. Although he has a more efficient method of refining salt and iron, where is the source?
Of old man Wei's disciples, not only Hu Wan and the others lived well, the others were all suffering haha.

"Difficult, difficult!"

Looking at the yellow paper full of writing, Yang Qiu had a headache: "It's too difficult to do anything in this world..."

After venting meaninglessly for a while, Yang Jue wrote four large characters heavily on the paper.

"Rob the rich and help the poor!"

Gritting his teeth, Yang Qiu finally understood why there were so many bastards and gangs in the outer city.

Even if they die one crop after another, they will continue to move forward.

No way.

Because they have been annexed to the land, they have no skills, no capital, no background, no relationship...

There is no other way, I want to survive, I want to live better.

Then you have to fight for this life!
To bully ordinary people who are like them, but weaker.

Stab it!

Yang Juan tore the paper into pieces, threw it all over the room, suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, and muttered in his mouth:

"Abiding by the law..."

……

After washing up, I told my mother-in-law the news that the old man might not be dead, and comforted me a bit.

Yang Jucai was wrapped in a broken knife, and went out with the last few coins he had looted from Wang Liu.

North Street is not as prosperous as South Street, but it is much better than the outer city. There are taverns, gambling houses, teahouses, drugstores, and brothels.

And because the rich and powerful people in the city go to Nancheng more, on the contrary, there are more people and better business.

There are more vendors and more mixed.

Squires, martial arts disciples, gangs, bastards, thieves...

Everything.

Walking aimlessly on the street, Yang Qiu was thinking about how to make money, and suddenly felt a slight tremor in his chest.

"The Cauldron of Gluttony? Could it be that there are new 'ingredients'? It seems that there was no such ability before..."

Yang Yu was overjoyed, and then swept to the booths on both sides, but found nothing unusual.

Looking back, I saw a man squatting by the road, sobbing softly.

This man was dressed in rags, his face was bruised and bloody, he was holding a rag bag, and his face was miserable.

"Brother, what's the matter? It's a serious injury..."

Yang prison's heart moved, and he stepped forward to inquire.

"Ah~"

The middle-aged man wiped away his tears with a wry smile, pointed to the burden, and sighed about his situation.

The man's name was Han Liuzi, and he lived in the outer city. The child was seriously ill a few days ago, and he was unable to save his life after spending all his savings.

This time I came to the inner city to sell the things left in the seller's house and arrange funeral affairs for the child.

But he didn't want to be beaten up by a few bastards because he didn't have the money to pay the booth fee. Not to mention the booth was torn down, the money was also robbed to cover the booth fee.

At the end, I almost shed tears again.

Yang Ju's heart softened, and he sighed: "Let me see what else is there."

These days, there are too many people who are suffering, and too few people who are kind.

Even myself, if it wasn't for the trembling of the 'Gluttony Cauldron', I'm afraid I would have subconsciously ignored the crying man sitting by the road, right?
It's not that he doesn't have kind thoughts in his heart, it's that such things are too common, and there's nothing he can do about it.

"Thank you little brother."

Wiping away his tears, Han Liuzi opened the package, and there were some not-so-good-looking bottles and jars, as well as some miscellaneous books.

"This book?"

Yang Qiu flipped through it casually and couldn't help shaking his head.

These things are of no value, and a few books are badly damaged, and they are just some old-fashioned stories.

It can't be said that it is worthless, but it is worth a few pennies.

Neither seems to be...

Yang Jue's eyes flickered, and he looked at the leather covering these sundries.

Seeing this, the trembling of the gluttony cauldron in his chest suddenly intensified.

"Brother Han, how much do you want to sell?"

Yang Ju stretched out his hand into his bosom.

"I……"

Han Liuzi's face was a little red, he lowered his head and said, "I, little brother, just look at it..."

"I only have seven or eight coins on me..."

Handing over the silver, he hesitated for a moment, Yang Ju took out a silver hairpin and silver bracelet from his bosom, and stuffed them together to Han Liuzi.

This is the jewelry he got from Wang Liu's concubine, and he didn't dare to "sell the stolen goods".

"Where do you want so many?"

Han Liuzi blushed even more, and waved his hands again and again, feeling ashamed in his heart.

"Just accept it!"

Forcibly stuffing things into Han Liuzi's arms, and taking away the rags and sundries, Yang Jue felt a little relieved, and said with a smile:
"Brother Han, you may not believe it, but in this deal, maybe I have a better advantage than you."

"Little brother was joking."

Naturally, Han Liuzi didn't believe how much he could take advantage of his rags, so he thanked him for a while before accepting the money.

"To be honest, at that moment just now, I almost wanted to rob with a knife..."

Han Liuzi's expression darkened:
"This shitty world doesn't allow people to live..."

Yang Yu was silent.

After a long time, he comforted him, "It will definitely get better..."

"Hopefully."

Han Liuzi gave up hope, asked Yang Qiang's name, and then carefully turned back to the outer city.

"What kind of skin is this?"

With nothing to worry about, Yang Jue was in a good mood, so he took out his last few pennies and went to the teahouse to order a cup of tea.

When Weiwei closed her eyes, she saw a new line of text appearing on the dark cauldron wall.

【Discover ingredients】

【Ingredients: Human Skin Roll】

【Level: Yes】

【Quality: Excellent】

[Evaluation: The film taken from a living person, the quality is acceptable, and the more precious is the "Old Mother Wants Er Convincing Record" recorded on it]

【Refining can get 'Mother Wants Er Convincing Record'】

[Current refining progress: Cannot be refined]

　The power was cut off yesterday, it sucked...

　
(End of this chapter)