There are a number of shops in the vicinity of the building that can sell daily necessities.

"Uncle, bring me fifty packets of salt. ”

Jiang Hao walked to the familiar shop and said with a big grin.

"Sold out. ”

The uncle didn't even look at Jiang Hao, and said.

"What?!" Jiang Hao's eyes widened, as if he had heard some unbelievable shocking secret.

Oh, no.

The news would have been hard to believe.

"How can it be sold out? Doesn't your store usually have hundreds or thousands of copies?" Jiang Hao asked.

The old man turned his head, stared at Jiang Hao, and said impatiently: "How do I know what you young people want to do? Every once in a while, someone will chase me into my shop, saying that he wants to buy salt. ”

"And it's still a dozens, hundreds of packs. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Hao immediately frowned, he seemed to have gotten a huge amount of information from his uncle's words.

A lot of people are buying salt lately?

And you can buy dozens or hundreds of packs at one time?

Fantastic!

"Okay, I'll take a look at the other stores. ”

Jiang Hao said goodbye to the uncle of the shop, and walked through several shops, only to be told that the salt had been sold out.

"Wow!" he couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

"Are they going to eat a big pot of rice at home lately, buying so much salt?"

All the shops downstairs have sold out of salt, and it seems that we can only go online to see if there is still any stock.

Jiang Hao pondered.

However, I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

"Dig a slot, are they a sheep profiteer?!, how can salt rise to such a high price?!" Jiang Hao was shocked.

A pack of salt, 20 grams, costs 57 yuan and 8 cents.

If this price had been placed in the past, it would have been enough to buy forty or fifty packs on an online store.

"Forget it, compared to the martial arts examination, this little money is nothing. ”

So, Jiang Hao endured the pain and cut the money, bought nearly a hundred packs of salt at one time, and his heart was dripping blood, but in order to be able to successfully pass the martial arts exam three months later, he endured it!

"By the way, I don't know how effective the wound medicine is, how long does it take to recover from injuries?" Jiang Hao suddenly thought of this question.

He used the only 'stock' he had left at home to grind his arm, extremely hard.

The sound of "rustling" echoed for a long time, as if a silkworm baby was gnawing on mulberry leaves.

After ten minutes, the cortex on the arm was worn away.

"Shhhhh

Jiang Hao rolled his arms, rolled on the ground, and screamed in pain, because the pain was so intense that the expression on his face was distorted, as if even his consciousness was about to be swallowed.

The right arm he used to 'experiment' had been ground with salt and bloody, and the blood was bleeding profusely.

He hurriedly grabbed a bottle of wound medicine and violently poured the powder on the wound.

Suddenly, his desolate screams became louder, as if they could crack even the eardrums.

"Wow!Who is moaning without illness?!"

"Screaming so loudly, Nima's, is it bleeding?"

It's all interfering with Lao Tzu's calm mind and cultivation!

The downstairs and upstairs residents and the neighbors next door couldn't help but scold, most of them were martial arts candidates who were going to take the martial arts exam, and took advantage of the 'short' holiday of the weekend to retreat and practice frantically at home.

As everyone knows, it was the dog that was moaning, so noisy that he couldn't calm down.

Their hearts were so angry that they even boiled the water in their hearts.

It's steaming hot, and green smoke is curling.

"What's going on? It didn't hurt so much yesterday when I applied the powder. Jiang Hao endured the pain, gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out.

He felt as if his entire arm was about to burn, extremely red.

It looks like copper and iron that has been smelted at high temperatures.

Sweat continued to seep out of the pores, wetting the placket.

I don't know how long it took like this, until the sun was about to set, Jiang Hao found that his arm had recovered as before.

No scars were left and it was as good as ever.

"Whew!"

He let out a long sigh.

"Three hours. ”

Jiang Hao was extremely shocked by the efficacy of the trauma medicine.

"It only took three hours to get the skin back on my arm, five to eight times a day if I did a full body polish. He silently pondered in his mind.

He planned to sleep only three hours a day until the eve of the martial arts exam, and those three hours were still used to repair skin damage.

"It's as witty as I am. Jiang Hao praised without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, the two-day 'big holiday' passed in an instant.

Jiang Hao has been nesting in the room for the past two days, and after a while, he let out a strange moan, making the surrounding neighbors angry, and their faces and ears are red.

Although the process was a little painful, he could feel that his physical fitness had improved a lot.

Yuandu secondary school.

Upper five-dollar class.

As soon as Jiang Hao entered the classroom, he heard someone complaining about the recent price of salt.

"I don't know how to get it, the salt has been sold so expensive recently, I feel that a bag of salt can make me eat soil for half a month!"

"Don't you know?" said someone in astonishment.

"What should I know?"

"Recently, there was a very popular post on the Internet, saying that using salt to polish the skin of the flesh can quench Qi blood and stabilize the martial arts exam. ”

"What?!

The man smiled and said, "But isn't it? But there are still a lot of brainless idiots who believe it, and it is because these brainless whites listen to slander that the supply of salt is in short supply and the price has skyrocketed." ”

"Shhhh You take a closer look, those who pin their hopes on salt for the martial arts examination, how desperate they are for this world?"

When Jiang Hao walked back to his seat, after listening to all the words silently and secretly, his old face suddenly turned red and he felt extremely embarrassed.

Although he is not a person who likes to sit in the right seat, he always feels that the 'person who despairs of the world' described by that girl seems to refer to him, right?

Extremely obvious.

But, to be reasonable, he is indeed quite desperate.

"Morning, tablemate. ”

Wang Teng had already arrived, sitting quietly at the desk, holding a book in his hand.

However, it is no longer the original "Warrior Quick Cheats".

Title:

"On How a Quasi-Martial Artist in the Cultivation Stage Kills a Gravel Realm with One Punch"

As for the book cover, it was a fat mound of flesh, and with one punch it flew a burly muscular man holding a boulder.

Seeing this, Jiang Hao scolded Wang Tengkai again in his heart, expressing his extreme contempt for this behavior at the same table.

Nima's!

It's only been a few days? This dog guy has changed another cheats?!

Who to look down on?

Jiang Hao gritted his teeth.

But soon, he was deflated, after all, the same table was a man with the 'Emperor's capital'.

"Early. Wang Teng glanced at Jiang Hao and replied casually.

Jiang Hao sighed lightly, then took off his schoolbag and sat in his seat.

Well?!

Suddenly, Wang Teng seemed to have discovered something, he suddenly turned his head, staring at Jiang Hao with a strange expression, constantly scanning back and forth on his body.

Jiang Hao was a little uncomfortable watching.

"What do you want to do?" he said cautiously.

While speaking, Jiang Hao involuntarily moved the chair back a few dozen centimeters, suddenly widening the distance between the two of them.

In an instant, a "safe distance" was separated.

"At the same table, are you taking drugs?" asked Wang Teng.

He didn't speak loudly, but it was loud enough for the entire classroom to hear.

As soon as the words fell, in the classroom, there were countless blazing eyes that instantly "rubbed" towards Jiang Hao.