The protagonist vomits three liters of blood every day [Transmigration Book]

Practicing this kind of thing is like losing weight. The first few days are the most active time, and when you do the same activity day after day with little effect, you will start to feel irritable.So Mu Rong watched Rong Yi get up and practice sword every day before dawn, and he never slacked up for a moment except eating, sleeping and occasionally talking with him, and he really admired it in his heart. God has no eyes.

However, the life of the cavemen on the top of the mountain cannot go on any longer. First, the dry food they brought has been exhausted. Second, because Rong Yi has worked hard for ten days and has returned to the Yuanyuan Realm. It is already difficult to advance again, and we have to go to the outside world to find another way.Mu Rong thought about the remoteness of Qingzhou, and most of the forces in Wangcheng couldn't think that they would escape here, so he rented a small courtyard in Qingzhou City.The residence in the countryside is naturally far inferior to the mansion they used to live in, but it is still better than caves and inns, and the advantage is that no one will disturb them, and it is more convenient for Rong Yi to practice.

It's just that these two are noble sons raised by wealthy families, and they have always been used to being served by others. Even in his previous life, Mu Rong has never personally taken care of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and suddenly he has no way to take care of daily life by himself. In the end, he was born as a farmer. The ghost under the moon reminded me that there is no cook now, so I was looking for food by myself.

Although it has passed the twelfth lunar month, the weather is still not warm after all, thinking that Mu Rong might catch cold after living in the cave for a few days, Rong Yi volunteered to go out to buy vegetables.

He usually only cares about practicing kungfu and doesn't care about the trivial matters of life. When he was walking on the street, he realized that New Year's Eve had already passed in the blink of an eye, and he didn't even remember where he celebrated the New Year.When a person has lost a loved one, these reunion festivals no longer have meaning.When he no longer has to bother to hide, and no longer let hatred occupy his mind, he walks among the crowd and looks at the gathering of men, women, old and young from various families, as if he was pulled back to reality in an instant, experiencing homelessness for the first time Returnable loneliness and loneliness.

Seeing the bustle of other people's homes, he suddenly felt that the street was a bit cold, and Mo Ming wondered if Mu Rong would light a fire, and what to do if it was freezing, so he couldn't help but want to go back quickly, and walked to the vegetable stall. : "Give me a handful of green onions."

Rong Yi was born with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and because of his martial arts training, he is tall and straight and walks with wind. Even if he is dressed in ordinary clothes, he stands out from the crowd on the street. This is the first time for a vegetable vendor to see such a young man come to buy vegetables. He was surprised and reminded Said: "Young master, this is a leek."

Rong Yi, a nobleman, could not tell the difference between these vegetable leaves. He looked down and found that they were all the same. After thinking about it, he said the only ingredient he could recognize: "Then give me ginseng, the longer it is, the better."

The vegetable vendor had been setting up a stall in Qingzhou for more than ten years, and it was the first time he opened his mouth to buy ginseng from him. He raised the big white radish in front of him and said, "Do you want old radish?"

Mu Rong didn't know that Boss Rong's indiscrimination of grains was so severe, he and the ghost cleaned up the house again, lit a charcoal fire and boiled hot water, and when he turned around, he found that the sun was almost setting and Rong Yi hadn't come back yet. .Worried about whether this person lost his way to the next town to buy some vegetables, he saw the dusty Boss Rong arrive at the door in the twilight, carrying a twisted old mountain ginseng and a quilt in his hand. The stunned pheasant.

When he was in the Rong Mansion, he was afraid of eating ginseng, but now when he saw it, he felt a ginseng taste in his mouth, narrowed his eyes and said vigilantly: "Where did you get this thing in your hand?"

Rong Xiaoboss is such an obsessive creature, since he wanted to get ginseng, he went to the mountain to find it when he couldn't find it in the vegetable market. When he saw him asking, he smiled triumphantly: "I dug it in the mountain. I haven't thought about you for a long time. I’ve taken medicine, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold on, but fortunately, I asked the Tai Hospital about the growth environment of ginseng, and it’s not difficult to find it.”

How could he have forgotten that Boss Rong in the normal mode also has the hobby of giving him medicine?Is it still too late to format him back to the blackened state?

Seeing the old senator Mu Rong, he gritted his teeth secretly, insisting on refusing to take the medicine, and only said: "Actually, I'm already well."

This person doesn't like to take medicine, Rong Yi knew it, so he shifted his gaze to the ghost beside him, and asked, "Really?"

Ghost under the moon is a martial artist, these days the hard-working Rong Yi is getting more and more pleasing to the eye, and he has a tendency to become his dog's leg. When he heard him ask, he decisively betrayed his own kind: "He has a yin qi... If the body is detrimental to the five internal organs, it is better to take more medicines to strengthen the body and nourish the body."

Regarding this, Mu Rong glanced at him lightly, and said: "Brother Gui, it's unreasonable for you to be wandering outside in broad daylight like a ghost?"

Hearing this, the corner of the ghost's mouth twitched, and he said angrily, "You asked me to take care of the nursing home!"

However, Mu Rong has absolutely no conscience on weekdays, and he still disliked him without changing his expression: "The separation of yin and yang is an unchanging iron rule in the world, don't you think you should lose your figure?"

"It's because you are too lazy to turn into a ghost and ask me to show up and chat!"

Seeing that the instigator had the nerve to complain, the ghost was furious again, but it was a pity that Mu Rong was completely unmoved, and his face was extremely innocent, "Is that so? I have not been very good these days."

As the saying goes, the wicked will be punished by the wicked. After Mu Rong turned into a ghost, even Rong Yi couldn't subdue him. Unfortunately, the only problem is that the medicine can't be stopped. Boss Rong never let him. Hearing what he said, he didn't care if ginseng could cure the amnesia, he picked up the ingredients and ran to the kitchen, "Then I'll stew the chicken quickly, so you can make up for it!"

Seeing him like this, Mu Rong immediately gasped, not only because of the long-lost smell of ginseng, but also because he had seen Boss Rong's terrifying cooking skills in the wild.As long as he thinks of those barbecues that make people want to go on a hunger strike for three months, his brain will start to run rapidly, and he will look at the ghost with burning eyes to take remedial measures: "Brother ghost, a good boy who works so hard like you must know how to make soup. "

"What do you want to do?"

As soon as he saw his eyes, the ghost knew that nothing was good. Sure enough, the man quickly said: "Follow Haosheng's guidance, at least remind him not to forget to put salt."

"I'm not your housekeeper!" This was a fierce ghost's defense of dignity.

"Don't worry, I won't give you monthly money." This is the ruthless exploitation of a more ferocious ghost than him.

So in the end, the more vicious and unconscionable Mu Rong won, and Yuexia Ghost reluctantly took on the new position of instructing Rong Xiaoboss's cooking skills.Perhaps the working experience when the ghost was alive really enriched his life experience, and finally Rong Yi actually brought out a bowl of normal ginseng chicken soup, well, at least it looks normal from the outside.

Mu Rong had reservations about Boss Rong's culinary skills. Seeing that he served the soup in front of him graciously, although he also took it, he still stirred it with a spoon and refused to drink it. He just asked, "Why did you suddenly think of it?" Make soup for me?"

"It's nothing, I want to find something to do, so that I can not think about the past for a while."

Rong Yi never lied when it was not necessary, and now he was speaking the truth. He found that as long as he was distracted by Mu Rong, the loneliness of being alone would be dispelled unconsciously.Two people are better than one, he has nothing to do except practice, and only by working hard on Mu Rong, can he temporarily forget his past injuries.

Mu Rong knew him very well, so he naturally heard the lonely meaning in these words, and sighed helplessly, but he had to drink this soup.He took a bite as if looking at death, and raised his eyes without sadness or joy, his watery eyes looked at the person around him with a smile, and took another spoonful to the other person's mouth, and said softly: "Come, have a taste."

As soon as he released his soft eyes, Rong Yi lost all resistance and swallowed the soup obediently, his face changed instantly, and he said in surprise: "How could it be so salty? I obviously only put in a packet of salt!"

Do you use bags as the unit of measurement for salt in your cooking?Ma De, I'm about to vomit blood, okay?

Seeing that Rong Xiaoboss was also grinned with salt, Mu Rong's surging heart finally got a little balance. After all, he still didn't forget to maintain his scheming personality, and only sincerely suggested to him: "I feel that a world like you Husband Wei is not suitable for the kitchen, so let's buy and eat from now on."

Having tasted it himself, Rong Yi recognized his culinary skills and readily accepted the proposal, but he still did not forget the original intention of giving this person medicine, and only replied: "I went to the mountains to dig ginseng and find a cook to cook it for you?"

Mu Rong really didn't understand why Boss Rong was always so obsessed with giving him medicine, but he couldn't hold him back in this matter, so he could only say angrily: "Then you might as well just dig ginseng and sell it."

His words reminded Rong Yi, and he immediately said, "That's right, why didn't I expect that a piece of old wild ginseng in Wangcheng can sell for 800 taels."

So these two fugitive people who were so poor that they sold their bodies to bury their fathers at the gate of the city just ruined 800 taels with a bag of salt?

Taking a deep look at the precious medicinal materials in the bowl, Mu Rong remembered that he had only bought cheap black charcoal in order to save money when he went out in the morning, and he had tossed for a long time when lighting the fire, and couldn't help but want to hit someone for a while.

He has always been a man who seeks revenge. He knew that if he did something, he would definitely be dodged by the agile Rong Yi, so he simply raised his foot and stomped on the man's instep. Sure enough, he succeeded, but unfortunately the effect was minimal. Boss Rong just looked at him blankly and asked, "Why are you stepping on me?"

"Aren't you in pain?"

Seeing his expression like this, Mu Rong was also a little depressed, and he put more force on his feet, but the difference in force between the two was too great, Rong Yi still had that expression of innocence, and said: "Fortunately, a little itch."

He thought about it again, only to realize that Mu Rong was fighting with himself, and if he agreed not to fight back, he would not fight back. He just sat here and let him step on him, but he still couldn't help sighing: "You are too weak Let’s go to morning exercises with me tomorrow morning.”

Mu Rong was also a little speechless about this person's ability to fight, and Xindao was worthy of being the tenacious little boss Rong, sitting here and letting him fight would not break the defense.However, as a nocturnal ghost who has to absorb Yin Qi every night, he will never participate in any morning exercises. In order to prevent Rong Yi, who is very active, from really annoying him, he decisively gave him a look and threatened. : "If you dare to wake me up before noon, I will spit blood on your face."

Rong Xiaoboss is not afraid of gods and gods and dares to chase and fight him, but he is only afraid of Mu Rong vomiting blood. After hearing this, he immediately becomes cowardly, and has no choice but to give up Mu Rong's body strengthening plan.

However, he also found that as long as he was by Mu Rong's side, the winter didn't seem so cold.