Early the next morning, Shen Lang was neatly dressed and energetic, and strode to the county office.

When he saw Zhu Hu and Lao Zhao, he had a hearty face and greeted them without any complaints, as if the righteous indignation in the teahouse yesterday did not exist.

Seeing him like this, Zhu Hu was relieved, but he was a little disappointed.

seems to see himself many years ago in Shen Lang-

The young man was hot-blooded, and when he heard the grievances, he was filled with righteous indignation, and he couldn't wait to draw his knife in anger and cut off the grievances.

But this youthful spirit was soon ruthlessly suppressed by reality, and he had to smooth his heart and be with the light......

So after an afternoon and a night of thinking, Shen Lang has already recognized the reality and knows the stakes?

A boy who is only seventeen years old, should he be so realistic?

There was a complicated smile on the corner of Zhu Hu's mouth, seeing Shen Lang greeting his colleagues in the yamen, looking like he wanted to mingle with everyone and make money peacefully, and his heart was quite uncomfortable for a while.

At this time, Lao Zhao hugged his arms and shook to his side, and lowered his voice:

"I think that kid seems to be holding something bad in his heart."

Zhu Hu was stunned:

"What do you mean?"

Lao Zhao hugged his chest with one hand, scraped the stubble on his chin with the other, and whispered:

"Hmm...... It can't be said that it's 'bad', but I feel that what the kid thinks in his heart is different from what he shows on his face. ”

Zhu Hu was stunned:

"Old Zhao, what are you talking about? Why can't I see it? ”

Lao Zhao raised his hand and patted Zhu Hu on the shoulder, and said meaningfully:

"Xiao Zhu you are still young, and your eyelids are still a little shallow. My old Zhao is ten years older than you, and I have been practicing in the public for more than ten years, and I have seen more people and things than you. What you can't see, I can see, it's normal. ”

Zhu Hu snorted lightly:

"I'm ten years older, and I've been practicing in public for more than ten years, and I don't see how much your martial arts are higher than me. It's not like me, just a seven-rank martial artist? ”

"Hey, you can't accumulate some virtue? When my old Zhao was a child, his family was so poor that he couldn't open the pot, and when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, he could only be half full. The body has not grown well, the root bone foundation is so weak, and I can cultivate to the seventh grade, you should admire my talent! ”

“……”

After chatting with Lao Zhao for a while, Zhu Hu took Shen Lang to patrol the street again.

Along the way, Shen Lang still talked and laughed with Zhu Hu, just like yesterday morning, which made Zhu Hu feel more and more weird.

So the uneven and indignant kid in the teahouse yesterday was just an illusion of my old wishes?

Or is this kid really as Lao Zhao said, what "bad" is he holding in his heart?

The patrol in the morning was still the same as yesterday, swinging from street to alley, and then from alley to street, doing nothing and living like two slickers.

At noon, Shen Langhao threw a silver dollar and invited Zhu Hu to have a banquet in the restaurant.

During the banquet, Shen Lang persuaded him to drink again and again, and every time he did it first as a respect.

When he was drinking, he suddenly asked casually:

"How is Zhao Dashao's martial arts?"

Zhu Hu was slightly stunned, his eyes glanced at Shen Lang subtly, and saw that his eyes were no different, only curious, and it seemed that he was really asking out of curiosity, so he groaned for a while, and said slowly:

"Although Zhao Dashao seems to be only a martial arts seventh-grade, you should know that there will be a huge difference in strength between martial artists in the same realm...... Let's put it this way, if I don't use a musket, I will fight him with a sword, and I am afraid that after ten strokes, I will be able to open a banquet in my house and collect money. ”

"But that's not that strong! You have to make ten moves to beat my brother...... Uh, I'm sorry Brother Zhu, I'm not saying you're weak, it's just ......"

"Okay, okay, I don't need you to comfort me, weak is weak. That's why I'm going to practice muskets! ”

"However, with that Zhao Dashao's family background, I am afraid that if I am young, I can use a pair of medicinal baths for five yuan or even more to take a bath, and other precious tonic medicines must also be indispensable. But even so, he actually needed ten moves to defeat Brother Zhu, which shows that his talent is far inferior to Brother Zhu. ”

"Haha, who's to say it isn't? The surname Zhao is the training qualification is dull, if I had his family background and cultivation resources, he would have been ranked sixth or even fifth grade. Maybe even the four pins have hope......"

Anyway, he was drinking a lot of wine and bragging in the private room, and Shen Lang was an audience, and Zhu Hu was not afraid of the cowhide being punctured.

It's impossible for someone to spend a lot of resources to uncover his hides, right?

Shen Lang sighed:

"The seventh grade of martial arts is a big threshold. To practice the breathing and breathing method of the viscera, it is not enough to have resources. If you don't have comprehension, you can't master the deep breathing method, you can't temper your internal organs, and you can't cultivate your internal strength.

"Even if you barely cultivate your internal strength, it's just a shallow, crude, sparse and ordinary inferior internal strength, and it's good to be able to barely refine the second pulse of Ren Du and achieve the Xiao Zhou Tian cycle......

Zhu Hu nodded sympathetically:

"Brother Shen, what you said is right. In martial arts practice, the strength of the body's roots and bones and meridians are very important, but this understanding is also essential.

"The seven-grade breathing and exhalation method, the six-grade internal strength method, the five-grade internal force release method, and the fourth-grade condensation of true qi...... Which one doesn't need understanding? If you don't have enough understanding, you can't grasp the profound mind method at all.

"Brother, my comprehension is actually enough, but unfortunately my family background is not good, and I can't learn the profound heart method, so I haven't been able to 'refine the viscera' so far. The bastard surnamed Zhao has neither a lack of cultivation resources nor a deep heart method, but his roots and comprehension are all iron waste, and he is about the same age as me, but he hasn't even cultivated his internal strength, so it's really a waste of resources......"

After a burst of bragging, eating and drinking, Shen Lang asked for leave again:

"I wish my brother, if it's okay in the afternoon, I'll go home and rest! It's too hot this day, and my little brother always feels a little nauseous and wants to vomit, I'm afraid it's not heat stroke. ”

Sunstroke?

You drank two pounds of food in one meal, can you not feel nauseous and want to vomit?

In other words, although you are personally written by Master Mu and recommended to work in the yamen, but in the first two days of work, you have been absent from work for a long time, are you too unserious about the work of the yamen?

Zhu Hu spit out in his heart, glanced at Shen Lang with a subtle expression, and still did not hesitate to approve leave:

"Since you're suffering from heat stroke, let's go back and get some rest."

"Hey, thank you for your understanding!"

Out of the restaurant, Shen Lang went to the pharmacy again, threw twenty-five silver dollars, and bought five pairs of medicated bath bags in one go.

This medicated bath bag is indeed expensive, but it works very well, and it is worth the money, so it doesn't matter if it is expensive.

After buying the medicated bath bag, I went shopping everywhere and wanted to buy a fish tank for Xiaoyu.

In other words, last night - to be exact, it should be around three or four o'clock in the morning this morning - took the gunpowder, and after returning home with Xiao Zhao, he was strongly protested by Xiao Yu who stayed at home.

It protested against Shen Lang's eccentricity and went out for a night tour with only cats and no fish. Protest against Xiao Zhao's fox and flattering waiter, vicious competition.

In short, he was dissatisfied with Shen Lang not taking it out.

Shen Lang said, then you are a fish, and you can't leave the water now, even if I want to take you out, I can't do it, right?

Otherwise, when I go out in the future, I will put you in a large water tank and put you in a little fine pen space?

Xiaoyu said no.

It means that you don't want to stay in the space of the fine brush, you must be like Xiao Zhao, you have to show your head outside, see the scenery outside at any time, and talk to him at any time.

Shen Lang had no choice but to promise to buy a fish tank for it today, and when he went out in the future, he would strive to be able to take it with him in his hand.

No, in order to fulfill his promise, Shen Lang came to the street to look for goods.

It's a pity that I walked all over the county market, whether it was a grocery store or a jewelry store, or a fish stall, or a flower and bird market, I couldn't find a glass fish tank-

It is said that it is already the Age of Discovery, the flintlock musket has also come out, and there are Taoist priests and wizards who are good at refining weapons in the world, and transparent glass should have been around for a long time.

The reason why you can't find a glass fish tank may be because glass is still relatively expensive, and no one uses it as a fish tank?

Or is Changsheng County a small place with a lot of new things?

In short, the glass fish tank was not bought, and Shen Hai could only buy a large clay pot in the end to make up the numbers.

Although this large clay pot is opaque, small fish can also float their heads to the surface, so it should be no problem to see the scenery, right?

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