Give the last Guiyuan Dan to Ji Hongxin.

Ji Hongxin stretched out his hand to take it, patted Su Heng's shoulder, and said with emotion: "Little brother, you have helped me a lot this time." ”

"I just did what I had to do."

Su Heng shook his head.

There was a pampered expression on his face.

Accepting Ji Hongxin's entrustment to refine the elixir, Su Heng gained a lot... Guiyuan Dan, related Dan prescriptions and knowledge, and subsequent exercise rewards, etc.

These things are difficult to quantify with specific silver taels.

But at the same time.

It was also because of this incident that Su Heng was involved in another dangerous dispute.

The specific gains and losses are difficult to say clearly.

"By the way, little brother Su, if you have any reward you want, you can put it forward, whether it is exercises, silver taels, or something else, as long as it is within our ability, it can be satisfied."

Ji Hongxin said sincerely.

Such an attitude, on the one hand, wants to make friends with such a promising alchemist.

At the same time, it is also some compensation for the previous assassination.

"I want the martial arts that Dragon Claw Gong is equipped with, as well as the medicine that assists in cultivation." Su Heng naturally wouldn't be polite to Ji Hongxin, and continued to speak: "Also, I hope to help inquire about the whereabouts of "Hong Xiang True Meaning". ”

"No problem."

Ji Hongxin nodded and said, "If the former, I can arrange for you to study in the boxing academy of the Qingcheng Gang, where there will be a special martial artist to guide and teach."

Of course, I can also give you a rubbing copy of the exercises, and you can make your own choice. ”

"As for the latter, "Hong Xiang True Meaning" is the signature martial arts of Longde Temple, and it is difficult to obtain it, so you may have to wait for a while."

"Specialized guidance from the Martial Arts Master?"

Although Su Heng's talent is good, it is obviously better if he can be taught by a famous teacher.

On the path of cultivation, sometimes two or three words from those who have come before can save people from taking many detours. Su Heng didn't hesitate too much, and decisively chose to join the Qingcheng Gang Boxing Academy to follow the refining martial artist to further practice.

As for the true meaning of Hong Xiang.

Su Heng also knew the difficulties, so he couldn't wait, so he could only wait slowly.

"That's right." Ji Hongxin was just about to leave, Su Heng suddenly remembered something, and took the initiative to speak: "This courtyard has a good view, I want my sister to move here and live here." ”

Ji Hongxin paused.

Seeing Su Heng's face so serious, he thought it was a big deal.

Unexpectedly...

Ji Hongxin laughed, "Of course, two or three years ago, similar courtyards were quite valuable, but now the outer city is getting more and more chaotic, and there are fewer and fewer people, and there are a lot of courtyards like this vacant." If you want, just give it to you. ”

Send Ji Hongxin away.

Su Heng packed up his things, tidied up his clothes, and stuffed them in a gray cloth and carried them on his back.

also left this courtyard where he had lived for more than a month.

He was going to go home first.

However, this annex is not far from the market of the Qingcheng Gang.

Being away from home for more than a month, it didn't seem good to go back empty-handed like this, Su Heng turned a corner, and planned to go to the market to buy something to bring back before going home.

Come to the market.

The layout of the market has not changed much from what Su Heng remembers.

It's just that in the market, whether it is the vendors or the flow of people, it is obviously much sparser.

Some small vendors selling mountain goods sat on the ground, their faces full of vegetables, and their voices were weak, and the whole market looked lifeless.

Su Heng was at the entrance of the vendor.

A large group of people were also seen gathering.

After taking a large amount of Guiyuan Pill, Su Heng's height at this time was gradually approaching two meters.

Even if you stand in the distance, without stepping your feet, you can clearly see that surrounded by the crowd are three thin figures wearing sloppy cloth clothes and unkempt faces.

Each of the three people had a wooden sign hanging around their necks.

It is written in a crooked font: Sell your body to bury your father, sell your body to bury your mother, and sell your body to bury your brother.

The three of them were lined up, their faces extremely desolate, but Su Heng looked at it from a distance, and he didn't know why, he always felt speechless in his heart.

This year.

Most people can live on their own, which is already very good.

Very few people will bring a burden back from the market.

Su Heng shook his head and silently left in the direction away from the crowd. He came to a rice shop on the street, lifted the curtain, and stepped into it.

The slightly dimly lit room was filled with a slight musty smell.

In front of Su Heng was an old wooden counter, and a thin girl with a small white hat on her head stood quietly behind the counter.

The fawn-like eyes, after seeing Su Heng who could only cross the threshold by bending down, involuntarily showed a trace of irrepressible fear.

Su Heng used a bag to load some polished rice from the container.

He took out a dime of broken silver from his bosom and put it on the container in front of the girl with the polished rice, waiting for the girl to return the change.

Didn't think about it.

The girl's body trembled slightly, and she didn't say a word for a long time.

Su Heng couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't this silver enough to buy these polished rice?" ”

"Guest, it's not like this..."The girl raised her head and said tremblingly, "We are now, not cashiers." ”

After some conversation.

The girl's courage gradually grew, and she explained the truth of the matter clearly: "The prices outside have collapsed badly, and most of the transactions in the market now are bartered or purchased with relief cards issued by the Qingcheng Gang. ”

The so-called relief card is a wooden card with a special mark issued by the Qingcheng Gang.

Through this wooden card, you can go to the rice shop of the Qingcheng Gang and exchange a certain amount of multigrain rice noodles. It is equivalent to a currency for special periods.

"I see."

Su Heng nodded slightly, finally understood.

Precious metals such as gold and silver have a natural monetary value.

However, such values will quickly weaken or even disappear completely with the chaos of social order. After thinking about the key, Su Heng did not embarrass the little girl in front of him.

He went to the Qingcheng Gang's station and exchanged some relief cards from the steward in charge of the matter.

That's when he got the relief card.

I bought some rice, flour, grain, oil and so on from the market.

……

Evening.

Su Heng returned home.

In the familiar room, Su Ping was sitting on the bed, carefully sewing the clothes in his hands with the help of the light of the candle flame.

With Su Heng's current income and status, Su Ping no longer needs to work hard every day to take on these sewing and pulp washing jobs to maintain his life.

But Su Ping is a character who can't be idle, and he still finds something for himself to do every day.

Su Ping did it very seriously, and when Su Heng entered the room, knocked on the door, and made a sound, Su Ping raised his head and saw his younger brother standing at the door.

The tall body was bathed in the red light of the setting sun, with a faint smile on his face.