Chapter 10: The Big Stomach

"Save ...... all threes"

has been able to work among the miscellaneous disciples for two years, and it can only be said that Jiang Liang, this guy, is more stable than he imagined.

After saying this, everyone went all the way to the cafeteria to eat.

And halfway through, Zhong Chao also met the martial arts hall steward who led a group of teenagers, who were generally malnourished, and the eyes that looked at the martial arts hall disciples were all envious and expectant.

This rather visual scene made Zhong Chao stunned: "Is it time to recruit miscellaneous disciples again?" ”

Zong Sheng: "There are more than 50 people, a full ten more than our class, and the martial arts hall is so short of people?" ”

Jiang Liang: "It's possible that it's not a shortage of people, it's that people are cheaper." ”

These words made several people speechless.

If it is possible, who wants to let their children come to the martial arts hall to work as a handyman, wouldn't it be better to spend money directly to learn art.

Unfortunately, the world is difficult and people's livelihood is difficult.

This world is on the verge of the end of the dynasty, there are greedy and tyrannical clans inside, demons and evil people secretly snooping, and in recent years, natural disasters have continued, disasters have occurred frequently, and countless people have been displaced.

Therefore, even if the Vajra Martial Arts Hall uses miscellaneous disciples as consumables, it never worries that no one can use it.

Even, the King Kong Martial Arts Pavilion, which has the possibility of promotion, has a good reputation in the surrounding area, and the owner Yuan Ming is a rather 'chivalrous' hero.

"I'd rather be a peace dog than a troubled world."

After sighing with emotion, Zhong Chao left this matter behind, still the same sentence, he can't even take care of himself now, and he is in no mood to pay attention to others at all.

After eating and drinking, Zhong Chao and the others rested for a while, and then continued to cultivate.

Because his physical injuries had not healed, Zhong Chao did not dare to let others continue to beat, but inhaled and held his breath, visualizing the steam.

Fortunately, the Pure Yang Golden Bell Jar has two parts: external forging and internal training, external forging cannot be carried out, and internal training can be cultivated together with the steam turbine, and this cultivation speed is not enough.

"Hoo ......"

Fifteen minutes later, the steam turbine cultivation was over, and Zhong Chao subconsciously glanced at the data panel.

Steam Turbine 1: 3 Realm Mastery (245+3/3000)】

【Pure Yang Golden Bell Jar: 1 Realm Entry (39+3/900)】

"Both have a +3 boost, which is not bad."

Closing his eyes, Zhong Chao concentrated on cultivation again.

There is no endless chores, no need to be beaten, and there is a sufficient supply of meat in the morning, which makes Zhong Chao have more energy to cultivate.

In the early morning, he cultivated the steam turbine 7 times in one go, so that the data of the two exercises increased by +21.

Then he was weak again, and when it was nearly 10 o'clock in the afternoon, he was even more hungry and weak.

"No, we have to eat."

After giving Jiang Liang a look, he quickly got things done, because it was daytime, and he also got some meat to cook soup.

Of course, the cost of buying meat is inevitable.

"Knock ......"

Zhong Chao, who was hungry, licked the soup base clean.

With food in his belly, his limp body finally gained some vitality.

Then, Zhong Chao let Jiang Liang see what it means to be a big stomach.

The King Kong Martial Arts Pavilion served three meals, and Zhong Chao added three more meals a day, and on this day, he cooked six times, and each time it was a big pot.

Such a large amount of food made Zong Sheng and Jiang Liang look at each other differently, and Zhong Chao's money bag began to flatten.

If the only gain is probably to gain the adoration of Dihua - it is the first time he has met someone who eats more than himself.

"It's so edible, no wonder Boss Zhong, you're so strong, no, I want to be the same as you."

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I don't want to pay attention to this fool, Zhong Chao is very worried now, he finds that according to the current way of eating, he doesn't want to buy Huoxue San, and he can't reserve the money for medicine.

The three taels of silver can only be used for food.

Even, with his current amount of food, three taels of silver is not enough for him to eat for ten days.

In this day and age, meat is very expensive.

As for reducing meals, such a plan is not in Zhong Chao's consideration at all.

Without an adequate supply of food, he couldn't even meet the cultivation needs of the steam turbine.

"But I can't sustain this kind of extra meal......"

Unable to think about it, Zhong Chao looked at Jiang Liang: "Do you know where there is a way to make money?" ”

"Make money?"

This question did not bother him, and after a little thought, he gave the answer.

"There is only one way for our registered disciples to make money...... Complete more tasks. ”

"The coach said that in the first month, we have to practice with three people every day, which is a fixed indicator, and in addition to the fixed indicator, we can not go and take more work. Every time you practice with someone, you can get three pieces of silver. Well, in the end, it's the reward of those rich boys, and the owner of the hall gave us seven or three opens. ”

"Let's take seventy percent."

This remark made Jiang Liang roll his eyes: "Seventy percent is the share of the gold medal disciples, and we can only get three percent of the bronze medal." ”

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Seeing that Zhong Chao was speechless, Jiang Liang couldn't help but say a good word for the hall owner.

"The owner of the hall is benevolent and righteous enough, in other places, let alone three times, they all have to be handed over, and daring to hide them privately is a beating."

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I know. ”

After learning the way to make money, Zhong Chao was very entangled, first of all, he was rewarded with money, he didn't have a very thick skin, and the reward was not so easy to earn.

As for completing more tasks, Zhong Chao was also hesitating.

He asked for money to improve himself in order to cope with the crisis in sparring.

And if you participate in more sparring, the probability of physical injury or even disability will inevitably increase, which is obviously inconsistent with Zhong Chao's original intention.

"Isn't there a way to get money safely and quickly?"

Jiang Liang: "...... That's what I want too. ”

Well, even if there is such a solution, it will not fall on Zhong Chao's head.

Unable to find a way out, the distraught Zhong Chao simply stopped thinking about it.

"Go to the ...... Jiang Liang, Zongsheng, come and help me pat my body. ”

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These words made both of them stunned:

Jiang Liang: "So fast? ”

Zong Sheng: "Dachao, I know you're anxious about the sparring in a few days, but no matter how anxious you are, you can't do this." As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, although your injury yesterday was not so serious, but the first time you were injured, and there was no dressing, you have to take care of it for three or five days. ”

Exercise for three or five days at a time, and even after adapting, you have to practice every other day, which is the normal practice of the poor, and it is also the reason for the emergence of poor literature and wealth.

Zhong Chao also knew this, and understood that the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't make mistakes, but he understood this, and he still insisted on letting his companions slap him.

The reason for this is not that he does not take care of his body, but that ......

"My body recovered."

At noon, Zhong Chao noticed that the pain throughout his body had decreased, and in the afternoon, his body was no longer in pain.

However, at that time, he could still feel the stinging pain when he pressed his fingers on his body, and because of this, he did not train in the afternoon.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhong Chao was pleasantly surprised to find that even if he pressed hard with his fingers, there was no stinging sensation.

It was also because of this that he asked Jiang Liang and Zong Sheng to slap him.

"Don't worry, my own body knows it by itself, and I won't be reckless."

Seeing Zhong Chao's determined expression, Zong Sheng could only nod his head to help.

"Since you insist, then come...... When you can't hold it, scream, don't be ashamed, your body is more important. ”

"Of course."

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