In the early morning, the sky and the earth are dark, and the cold wind penetrates the bones.

In the small courtyard of the bamboo fence at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Ming was bare-chested, with his trouser legs pulled up to his knees, practicing boxing in the dark.

The sweat of the soybean kept dripping, and it was already wet on the loess......

It wasn't until the sky was getting brighter, and sporadic voices were heard in the fields in the distance, that Jiang Ming stopped panting, his whole body was steaming, and the muscle lines between his shoulders and ridges were faintly visible.

It has been two days since he came back from the mountains, and Jiang Ming has been practicing boxing every morning, and there are still remnants of the medicinal power of Huoyun grass and toadstool mushrooms, making him twice the result with half the effort and his physique much stronger.

Today's Jiang Ming is no longer in a weak state, and his strength is not much better than that of adults who have practiced twice.

"You still have to insist on cultivating, although you are immortal, but the unknown troubles will not disappear because of this, you need to be prepared for danger in times ......of peace," Jiang Ming said to himself, in a strange world, you need to stay awake at all times.

Scooped water from the water tank, took a cold bath, and the rice porridge boiled on the stove was almost ready, Jiang Ming filled a big bowl, and ate and drank the pickled dried vegetables.

Jiang Ming reclined in the bamboo chair, looking at the mountains and forests in the distance, the faint mist had not yet dispersed, enveloping the peaks, and the soft sunlight was refracted in the mist, like a layer of golden light veil......

"Buy some more tea, boil tea at the foot of this mountain, and go up the mountain to pick medicine and fold flowers in your spare time...... It's a dream paradise......"

Jiang Ming admired the beautiful scenery in front of him, and then sighed: "It's a pity, after all, I have to bend my waist for firewood, rice, oil and salt." ”

There was no money left in the predecessor, and if Jiang Ming wanted to practice martial arts, he had to find a way to make money.

Whether it is apprenticeship to learn martial arts, or to buy boxing pills, a lot of money is required.

Martial arts is not a poor man's game!

Jiang Ming got up with a bone, took out a basket of fresh medicinal materials picked in the past few days from the house, and spread them on the ground to dry.

There are also some root and stem medicinal materials that are difficult to dry, and Jiang Ming also needs to make a charcoal fire and carefully dry it......

Some of the herbs left over from the predecessor need to be further processed and poured into a pot and stir-fried over low heat to avoid mold......

By the time he was finally done, the sun was setting.

Jiang Ming nibbled on the toothy dry cake, and thought as he chewed hard:

"I can go to the medicine market tomorrow morning......

There are a lot of medicinal materials left behind from the predecessor, and with these newly picked by myself, I should be able to sell them for some money.

After drinking a large bowl of cold water and smoothing his choked throat, he began to pick out the medicinal herbs that could be sold, and then sorted and bundled them with straw ropes, and carefully put them into the medicine basket......

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The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Jiang Ming opened his eyes, practiced boxing twice a little, pulled out the hidden medicine basket from the side of the bed, covered it with a bare animal skin, and went out on his back.

The medicine market is located in an open space at the other end of Ping'an Town, surrounded by a simple bamboo fence, and even in the early morning, many people have gathered.

Jiang Ming walked in, found an open space to spread out the animal skins, put the medicinal materials one by one, squatted on the ground and began to set up a stall.

But before waiting for the guests, a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a hideous knife mark on his face came over with a few gangsters: "Yo, Ah Ming, there are so many goods shipped today, saving money to marry a daughter-in-law?" ”

Jiang Ming looked up, and immediately greeted the eighth generation of the other party's ancestors in his heart, but his face still showed a look of awe: "Scar is early!" ”

As he spoke, he took out five copper plates from his pocket and put them in the other person's hand.

"Scar" is the little leader of the Old Snake Gang in Fucheng, and this medicine market was led by the Old Snake Gang.

In Ping'an Town, every medicine picker must come to the medicine market to sell medicine.

Everyone who sells drugs in the pharmacy must pay a venue fee.

That's the rule!

Someone once secretly ran to the city to sell medicine, and two legs were directly knocked off......

"These herb pickers, it's almost impossible to ......turn over," Jiang Ming sighed in his heart, the officials and lords in the city were fat, but they were extremely shrewd.

With such a big business in medicinal materials, how could they let these mud-legged medicine pickers make a fortune.

Behind the Old Snake Gang, various families and officials are indispensable......

Scar Ye seemed to be smiling, and used his toes to scratch and pull on the medicinal herbs, and he was about to step on a few medicinal herbs:

"There are so many goods this time, and this land fee is a bit ......"

"Scar is wise!" Jiang Ming hurriedly smiled and handed over three more copper plates.

"It's a shame that I didn't bring the Huoyun Grass back, otherwise I won't be lucky to make money!" Jiang Ming thought to himself, with a smile on his face, watching this scarface leave......

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After sending this scar master away, after a while, when the sky was bright, only three or three people walked into the medicine market to purchase.

Jiang Ming looked at it, most of the people who came to buy medicine were neatly dressed, their skin and flesh were delicate, and they looked like they were from the city, and many of them still brought their entourage.

This is the medicinal herb business, ordinary people can't do it, and the herb pickers are only at the bottom of the medicinal material chain, and can only be exploited by pharmacists and gangs.

Jiang Ming watched the old men in the city walk around, picking and choosing, and finally an old man in a gray robe walked up to him.

"Huh? How do you sell Zhu Ling? ”

Jiang Ming hurriedly straightened up and said: "You look at Mianshan, if you want it, I will count you as twenty-five copper plates, now Zhu Ling is not easy to find, this price is also cheap, do you think it?" ”

Picking Zhu Ling requires a lot of experience, it is very difficult to find, but to find the right place can dig dozens of hundreds of catties, the predecessor luckily encountered a place to grow Zhu Ling, it is a treasure land to eat.

In order to ship quickly, Jiang Ming's price is relatively low.

The old man raised his eyebrows: "The kid can speak, okay, let's pretend." ”

He glanced behind him, and immediately an entourage stepped forward to pay for the medicine.

Before the old man left, he left another sentence: "Black tea medicine, water gold vine, the price has doubled, and there are ...... Fire Cloud Grass, find the reward! ”

Jiang Ming didn't ask much, just nodded.

This is also one of the rules, the old men who come to purchase will sometimes purchase some urgently needed medicinal materials from the medicine pickers, which is considered a bounty task, and the remuneration for this kind of task is generally relatively high, but the medicinal materials are also relatively difficult to find.

Especially the fire cloud grass......

Jiang Ming's heart moved slightly, this Fire Cloud Grass was rarer than a thousand-year-old ginseng before.

This year, there have been more and more of a sudden, and although it is still difficult to find, I have heard that two or three people have found them.

"And that's not even counting the one I ate!" Jiang Ming's eyes flickered.

"The families and gangs in the city, the bounty price is also rising day by day, especially the Wang family, I heard that the current bounty price is already sixty taels......

If Jiang Ming had sixty taels of silver, it would be enough for him to go into the city to find a good martial arts hall and study for several years.

"It's a pity that this road doesn't work......" Jiang Ming thought of the mountain guards in the town, the scar master and those smiling medicine buying masters, and his heart was as calm as water.

This windfall is not something he can make now.

"Little cub, do you still have Zhu Ling?" A rough shout brought Jiang Ming back to his senses.

He looked up and saw that he was a regular customer, and hurriedly smiled: "I'm really sorry, it's all sold out." ”

A hint of impatience flashed in the man's eyes, and he threw his sleeves away.

Jiang Ming shook his head speechlessly, except for Zhu Ling, his other medicinal materials are not rare, and they will not be easy to sell in the future......

Sure enough, until it was close to noon, the old men who bought the medicine were all gone, and Jiang Ming's medicinal materials were still half left, and no one cared about them.

In one morning, a total of sixty copper plates were sold, and excluding the exploitation by the little officials and Scar Ye in the past few days, there were only fifty copper plates.

And that's plus the inventory of the predecessor......

"Hey, life is not easy!" Jiang Ming sighed, put the remaining medicinal herbs into the medicine basket, and bought some rice and noodles in the town before going home......

"Maybe it's time to give that prescription a try." On the way home, Jiang Ming hung his head and thought to himself.