Four cents a bowl of soup cakes, Lu Jing ate four bowls in a row, he put down his chopsticks not because he was full, but because he only had the last ten cents left in his pocket, Lu Jing didn't want to eat himself directly because of a breakfast.

In addition, his nonsense eating has also attracted the attention of some passers-by and diners, and everyone came together to happily watch the dry rice, but unfortunately Lu Jing did not continue to eat and broadcast, and turned around and left the snack stall.

After taking a few steps and getting rid of a group of bored citizens who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, Lu Jing reached out and touched his lower abdomen.

Just poured four large bowls of soup cakes, but the miraculous thing is that there is no obvious change in his stomach, and Lu Jing doesn't know if it is his own illusion, the swelling pain in his lower abdomen seems to have been slightly reduced, and the area where he can't be angry seems to have a warm rise.

The so-called intolerance and qi rush are all the names of acupuncture points, and they also belong to the Zuyang Ming stomach meridian, although Zhang Sanfeng was in the examination school for the first three months, he did not immediately enter the door wall, but the basic knowledge of the standing pile and acupuncture points and meridians has been taught to him in advance, and Lu Jing knows that this location is probably related to his stomach.

But Zhang Sanfeng never told him what the situation was when these acupuncture points suddenly became hot, Lu Jing faintly felt that his gastrointestinal and digestive functions seemed to have become stronger, but this is not nonsense, if it was not strong, he would have been strangled to death if the four bowls of soup cakes were not strong, but Lu Jing didn't know whether this was good or bad, after all, hyperthyroidism patients were said to be quite edible.

And he doesn't know if he will increase the amount of food this time, or if he will eat like this in the future, according to this way of eating, it is difficult to say whether his stomach can withstand it, anyway, he will definitely not be able to withstand it.

Lu Jing walked to the dock in all kinds of cranky thoughts.

Zhangjia Wharf is one of the thirteen wharves in Wujiang City, and it is also the place where he begged for food during this time.

At this time, it was just dawn, and there were already a lot of porters waiting here to start work, and this was actually not the busiest season at the wharf, when the new rice was just down, in order to transport it to Beijing as soon as possible, the porters often rotated in two or three shifts.

Even many people no longer go out of the city to return to their residences when they are resting, but directly find an open space on the dock to sleep on the ground, and continue to do it when they wake up, and no one complains, after all, some are better than not having to do it, and the porters are not afraid of hardship or tiredness, but the most afraid is when there is no work in the off-season.

Lu Jing handed his waist card to a "gentleman" on the dock for inspection, these gentlemen are also members of the Qingzhu Gang, but unlike porters, they don't have to carry the goods personally, but are specifically responsible for bookkeeping and issuing signs, in addition to each dock There will be a "small head" and a group of "sticks" responsible for maintaining order, these people are the core of the Qingzhu Gang.

The sticks and gentlemen generally earn two or three times as much as the average porter, and the little head of a dock who is responsible for managing all the porters is even higher, and in addition to these original profits, the little heads, gentlemen, and sticks often receive another amount of filial piety from the porters.

This money is not mandatory, but there must be a difference between paying and not paying, although the porter's remuneration is calculated by the signing, but a few signs for a cargo are set by the gentlemen, and then handed over to the small head to confirm, each time the cargo ship docks more than one, and the goods are not the same, so there are many doorways in this.

For example, this time, some people who paid filial piety were assigned to carry tea cakes, while others, including Lu Jing, went to carry corn, and the gentlemen ordered a box of tea cakes with one stick, and a bag of corn with two sticks, which seemed to take into account that corn was heavier than tea cakes, but in fact, a bag of corn was much heavier than two boxes of tea cakes.

So the porters who went to carry the corn were inevitably dissatisfied in their hearts, but at most they only whispered two complaints, and they didn't dare to let those sticks hear, especially some old porters who had entered the industry earlier and simply bowed their heads and kept silent.

On the other side, Lu Jing had no time to care about this kind of thing, and he was still thinking about the sudden situation on his body, probably because the soup cake had been digested, and the warmth that was wandering in the Zuyang Ming Stomach Sutra at this time had disappeared, as if it had never appeared, and even made Lu Jing wonder if it was just his hallucination before.

And the swelling pain in the lower abdomen was still alive at this time, which made Lu Jing helpless, he had to recall what he had done yesterday, but after thinking about it, it seemed to be quite ordinary.

Could it be a viral infection?

While thinking about it, Lu Jing had already followed the porter in front of him to get on a flying caramon and get into the cargo hold, only to see that the cabin was full of corn, one bag after another, and each bag weighed almost a hundred pounds.

When Lu Jing first came, he could only carry one bag at a time, and now he can carry two bags after doing it for more than half a year, but this level is still relatively loose among porters, some old footmen who have eaten this bowl of rice for many years, don't look at their thin figures, but basically they start with three bags, and some people can carry four bags, and what is even more rare is that the foot journey is not slow.

Among them, especially a strong man who was called Niu Jiu was the most, he stood not far in front of Lu Jing, and when it was his turn, he didn't say a word, and directly asked the porter behind him to put five bags of corn on his back, that is, the weight of five hundred catties, and when he got up, his face did not change, and he took a big stride to go ashore, which was really born with divine power.

When he passed the wooden pedal between the shore of the boat, everyone could even hear the creaking and wailing of the pedal under his feet, and they couldn't help but show envy, knowing that Niu Jiu's trip was almost two trips to the others, which also meant that his salary was much higher than that of ordinary porters.

Seeing this, Lu Jing couldn't help but sigh in his heart, sure enough, in this world, not only reading and practicing martial arts, but also paying attention to talent no matter what he does, so the most important thing for people is to find what they are really good at as soon as possible and devote themselves to it, and for him now, it may be to find a way to save a sum of money, and then turn to continue to be his problem-solving machine.

Of course, the premise is that there is nothing wrong with his dantian.

Lu Jing helped the porter in front of him carry the corn, and when the latter left, it would be his turn. Like other porters carrying food before, Lu Jing also turned around, facing the position of the hatch, his calves bent slightly, half-squatting, and then stretched out two fingers, making a gesture of two, and the two porters behind him suddenly understood, picked up two bags of corn and put them on his shoulders.

As the first bag of corn fell, Lu Jing's knees also sank, but before he could make any moves, there was a reaction in his lower abdomen, and a warm current gushed out from the dantian, and then divided into six, respectively along the Zusanyang meridian and Zusanyin meridian downward, and at the same time, Lu Jing's legs also lightened.

When the second bag of corn fell, the warm current of the dantian was divided into six more strands, this time along the hand three yang meridians and hand three yin meridians all the way up, so the soreness in Lu Jing's shoulders and arms also disappeared magically.