Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 59

"Lao Ye, you are finally back!"

Jiang Wen was watching the fire from the sidelines, and only when he approached did he realize that they had come back. He waved and said, "I can finally eat the food you cooked tonight. This pot will not be usable for the time being. You should find a way to overcome it first."

Fu Ningdie timidly led the horse over, and asked Jiang Wen, "Master... What did Little Shitou do wrong, are you going to stew him?"

The disobedient apprentice was going to be stewed. Ning Die was almost crying in fright, holding the horse's legs and shivering, but the horse didn't understand anything, and went up to steal two young grasses and chewed them, humming Chi ground is very exciting.

"Go, go, find something else to eat when you're hungry! I found these herbs now, what's the trouble! Old Ye, did you steal its fodder?"

Lao Ye pretended not to hear it, and went to cook after slurring a few words.

"I'm helping Xiao Shitou to practice."

Jiang Wen beckoned to Ningdie, and signaled her not to think about it: "Beginning with iron cloth shirts, you need to wipe it with medicine juice, take it internally and apply it externally for a month to ensure that the medicine penetrates into the limbs and bones, and penetrates into the pores of the skin. Otherwise, the skin will fester if you use it too much. Without practice, it will be damaged."

He patted Yan Zhendong's cheat book, "The above method is to learn three years of hard work and accumulate until the pores of the skin can shrink freely, and then wipe it at noon when the yang energy is the heaviest. But I thought about it and put it on Can’t just boil it in a pot! Cook it slowly every day, fill it with scallions, ginger and star anise, and let him drink the soup after stewing, so that for a month, the bones are guaranteed to be marinated!”

Jiang Wen was very confident that this method would work—otherwise, why would those grass-fed and milk-fed Wagyu be so expensive!
Of course, with Xiaoshi's stomach, he definitely couldn't drink so much medicinal soup.Therefore, Jiang Wen boiled the same formula of medicinal soup in a small medicinal pot beside him, boiled five bowls into one bowl, and just drank it to absorb the medicinal power.

After Lao Ye came back, everyone's food has improved significantly, at least they don't have to eat mixed noodles all at once.

In the absence of a stewpot, Lao Ye also quickly made a few plates of stir-fried shallots with leeks, shredded pork fried in oil, and steamed a basket of lotus leaf pancakes on the stove. Everyone finished their meal happily.

"Master, I'm going down the mountain to take care of the teahouse. Tonight, I'll eat after the dishes are warmed up. I'll go up the mountain to work tomorrow."

Lao Ye packed up Tongtianyan's sundries for a while, and then led the horse to leave after packing.

Fu Ningdie said reluctantly, "Grandpa Ye, won't you come up in the evening?"

Lao Ye laughed and said, "I'm not coming. I'll close the tea shop later and go back to town. Once it's dark, I'll take the Dawang Peak mountain path..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Wen suddenly interrupted: "Lao Ye, next time you can't steal the horse's fodder again. I think the horse is starving and thin."

The groom, Old Ye, paused comprehendingly, turned his head and complained: "Master, as long as the fodder money you gave is used up, I have to add more than a dozen coins every ten days to feed this horse." , there is no way to deduct..."

"Then think about it again!"

The two walked to the stove without saying a word, and Lao Ye whispered: "Master, you didn't tell the children about this mountain?"

Jiang Wen said with a bitter face: "Do you think I've told the truth, can I still receive these apprentices?"

"Then if something happens..."

Lao Ye lowered his voice as much as possible, "There have been rumors in the town for a long time, and sooner or later they will know."

Jiang Wen said nonchalantly: "There will be no problems after passing Zhang Xianyan. Don't worry if you can't make it up—go down the mountain after you're busy, and don't stay at the foot of the mountain too long."

"okay."

Lao Ye raised his voice and shouted, and went to clean up the house for them with small steps.

When the two of them were talking, Fu Ningdie had been eavesdropping furtively for a long time with her ears pricked up, but she couldn't get the point. She just felt that there must be something strange about this mountain, otherwise everyone would be vague.

For the sake of cliche, the little girl pretended to be cute and cute, helped Jiang Wen pick up the medicinal materials, raised her head and asked, "Master, I will help you. Just now, Grandpa Ye..."

Jiang Wen saw through her intentions at a glance and deliberately changed the subject.

"You mean Lao Ye? When he was young, he was also a martial arts practitioner. He spent a lot of money in discussing martial arts every day. Not only did he drive away his wife and childishness, but he also ruined all the wealth of Wan Guan's family. He became an old bachelor in the town. I kindly found him a job."

Fu Ningdie quickly said: "No, I mean Grandpa Ye said..."

Jiang Wen went on to say: "Are you talking about his legs? He was limping when he competed with others in the early years. Not only his legs and feet, but also his skull was smashed and his right arm was crushed, causing countless injuries. , Later, the habit of smoking dry tobacco ruined the lungs again, so we martial arts practitioners must know how to measure. The real kung fu is actually between this measure..."

The head of Jiang University has this kind of ability. He can teach his apprentices and impart experience in three sentences. Far away.

"Some people are victorious in all battles, but they have nothing to win; there are people who have been defeated repeatedly, but they have lost a fortune. When the road in Chong'an County is repaired, I will take you to Fuzhou City, so that you can really see the rivers and lakes. look like..."

Jiang Wen talked endlessly, and brought Ningdie to the side of the big pottery vat, added a scoop of hot water to the little stone that had been soaked to sleep, and added some firewood underneath.

"Here, wipe your face."

Fu Ningdie only felt dizzy, but suddenly her eyes went dark, and a hot towel was covering her little face.

Jiang Wen handed the ironed towel to Ningdie, while counting: "It's almost ready, do you want Master to wash your face for you? The little girl's dusty face is still covered with a snot, what does it look like? Wipe it off quickly." gone."

With the hot towel stuck to her face, Fu Ningdie only felt that her chilly face was about to melt away. She took the towel and wiped it vigorously, then buried her face in it comfortably, not wanting to talk, just endure I couldn't help but secretly rolled my eyes.

Isn't it thanks to this master that I am ashamed of collecting firewood and carrying water all day long?He still has the nerve to blame himself for being sloppy?
Fu Ningdie suddenly felt a chill on her face, and Jiang Wen took the towel away again, rinsed it in hot water before sending it back to her.

When she took the towel again, Ningdie found that that annoying face suddenly resembled the unsmiling father at home, and occasionally overlapped with the nagging mother.

"homesick?"

Jiang Wen could see through her thoughts at a glance, what the little girl was thinking was actually written on her face.

Fu Ningdie wiped her face vigorously, denying it in a muffled voice.

"No."

Jiang Wen looked at her with a smile: "It's not shameful to be homesick. Master, I am also homesick, and I have been thinking about it for many years."

Ningdie asked in a low voice: "Then why don't you go back, Master?"

Jiang Wen shook his head meaningfully, and processed the medicinal materials slowly.

"The journey home is long, long, and difficult. I've already made up my mind that I won't be able to go back."

With a few simple actions and a few words, Ningdie felt that the young master in front of her seemed to have grown snow-white hair, and the emotions in those eyes were too vicissitudes.

Ningdie bowed her head in silence, and secretly looked at Jiang Wen while wiping her face.

Jiang Wen pretended not to see her move, wiped her face carefully and said: "Heaven Fu plum blossoms condense butterfly powder, spring returns willow leaves draw moth eyebrows--this is so clean, I am worthy of you." name."

(So ​​that’s what the name means? It sounds nice...)
Ningdie secretly thought about it, and suddenly felt that she didn't feel so disgusted with this name anymore.

(End of this chapter)