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Li Zisheng got out of class and walked out of the school meeting with his own scholar.

He looked at the splendid library, stopped and frowned, and stood there hesitantly. After half a ring, he glanced at Shi Gandang, who was thin and not good-looking, sighed in his heart, and walked in another direction.

In the end, the boy chose not to redeem Huàn's "Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Tu", but to save the Yuan Shi for his scholar's skill.

In his heart, it was more important than his own practice, in any case, the lives of others. In particular, the young man has always been unable to let go of his feelings for "killing" the Peng family and his wife, and he has a sense of regret for this little stone.

The place where Li Zisheng went was the Danyao Hall where the cold white-clothed teacher was, but she was not in the teaching building. The young man asked the servants in the building, only to learn that Doctor Leng was usually at the side gate of the academy at this time, providing free medical treatment to the civilians in the city.

He followed the servant's instructions to the temporary clinic in cold white, which was the side hospital he had signed up for for the first time.

Li Zisheng, who entered the courtyard, was startled, there were many people queuing up to see a doctor. These patients knew by their clothes that they were not from wealthy families, and strangely enough, most of them were men in the prime of life.

These young and strong patients all had some common characteristics: their faces were yellow, they had difficulty breathing, many of them pressed their chests with painful expressions, and they coughed heart-rending from time to time, as if they were about to cough out their lungs.

The young man leaned to the door to see that Leng Baiyi was taking the pulse of a man with a rickety figure, and he didn't go in to disturb him.

Li Zisheng thought about it, walked out of the courtyard gate, and beckoned to the servant: "This big brother, please move some chairs over, well, buy some tea." ”

When the servant heard this, his face was full of reluctance. Without waiting for his refusal, the boy took out a few iron coupons from his waist pocket and stuffed them into the servant's hand.

The servant looked at the amount on it, his face changed, and he immediately squinted and smiled and put the iron coupon into his arms. He turned his head and left the side courtyard, and after a short time he saw him return with a few servants carrying a number of chairs and tea sets.

Under the boy's command, the servants put chairs into the courtyard, sat the sick one by one, and poured them hot tea.

In a voice of gratitude, Li Zisheng also sat down with the scholar. He could sit still, and he took out his textbook and read quietly among the patients.

When a new patient came in, the boy arranged a seat for them and poured a cup of hot tea with his own hands.

The cold white clothes in the room moved their ears slightly, and they understood the situation outside. The corners of her mouth curved upward, and she praised Li Zisheng a little more in her heart.

The boy waited from Shen Chu to the end of the chieftain, and he worked as this free nurse for more than two hours. But he was also a child who could endure his temperament, and it was not until the last patient left that Li Zisheng took the scholar into the "temporary clinic".

When the two of them entered the door, they respectfully greeted the white-clothed doctor, and Leng Baiyi nodded as a greeting, then called Li Zisheng to his side and began to check his injuries.

She "complained" while inspecting: "Li Zisheng, you kid is really messing around." This teacher has never seen you compete with people like this in this academy, you don't look like a Taoist student of the Immortal Academy, you really look like a ...... It's like a street thug. ”

The young man made a bitter face and said, "Teacher Leng, wasn't there no way for the student at that time? Since you can't dodge, you can only fight hard." ”

Leng Baiyi didn't get angry when he heard this, but sighed leisurely and said, "Even you children fight with your life at every turn, this immortal gate ...... Hey"

She was silent, but she didn't stop, and after carefully checking it, she said, "Li Zisheng, you are doing well." This is also because your muscles and bones are strong and your meridians are strong, so that you can withstand that kind of impact. You can start cultivating today. It's just that...... Don't be so reckless in the future. ”

The young man naturally nodded yes, as for whether he will be "reckless" in the future, only God knows.

At this time, Li Zisheng remembered the situation just now, and couldn't help asking: "Teacher Leng Shiren, is there an epidemic in the city? Why are so many patients with the same symptoms?"

The cold teacher frowned slightly, and explained in a low voice: "These people are not epidemics, they all work in iron shops and coal kilns. She sighed, "They sucked in a lot of dust while working, and they broke their lungs. ”

"Is that still cured?" the boy continued.

Leng Baiyi bit his lower lip and shook his head: "It's not easy to cure it, and I don't have any good way to cure this disease, so I can only prescribe some medicine to let them stop cough and expectoration, relieve pain and calm the nerves." In fact, the best way is to go home and rest in bed. But these patients have a large family to feed......"

Li Zisheng's heart moved, and he blurted out: "Why don't they use masks?"

"Masks? What's that?"

The boy explained to Leng Baiyi, folded a few layers of breathable cloth, sewed them together, and sewed a few ropes. Workers wear pieces of cloth on their faces when working in dusty conditions so that they don't suck the dust into their lungs.

Doctor Leng's eyes lit up, this was a good idea, but unfortunately he didn't think of it earlier. This "mask" is simple and easy to use, and it will be popularized immediately, and the effect will certainly be much better than the sweat towel that these workers put around their mouths and noses.

After dinner, Li Zisheng, who returned to Linshui Residence, finished reviewing the contents of today's Fu Gongke, and took out the business information collected by those little "reporters" from his schoolbag and looked at it. In fact, this work is not too technical, just copy the public quotations of those stores, and at most ask about the inventory.

The shop guys in this world don't regard quotations and inventory as any great business information, and it can be said that the people here are quite "rustic" in business, and since someone asks, it is natural to tell the truth.

It can be seen that these little guys are doing a very serious job, although their handwriting is clumsy, but they write quite seriously one stroke at a time, for fear that their "president" will not understand.

Food prices have fallen, but they are still higher than they were a year ago. I think that the amount of grain flowing in from Jingbei is limited, and the grain price has not been completely suppressed, and there is also a possibility that a large number of peasants who cannot survive the spring famine have flowed in.

The boy wrote down the two comments on "employing labor" and "fishing iron cave" after the price of grain, and planned to let those "reporters" collect information in this regard tomorrow. He thought about it and added two "keywords" of Lishan and Yangzhou. The hundreds of thousands of catties of grain in their own country can be regarded as very important in the current market, not to mention that once the waterway between Jingyang and Yang is unblocked, such a high grain price will definitely collapse.

The price of iron has risen to a certain extent, and I think that the merchants who went back to the New Year returned to Tieshan City to start buying, and similarly, there is also a possibility that those iron shops have encountered a "labor shortage".

His criticism of this was, inns and rent. Since there are merchants, accommodation is a necessary tertiary industry service, which is worth paying attention to.

The interest rate on "loans" has suddenly increased a lot, and the ban on grain stamps and hall bills has caused a tightening of the monetary system in the market, and many merchants and proprietors have problems with their capital turnover.

Human nature, Li Zisheng was happy for his Yishun Hall for a while, and wrote an "advertisement" on the back. This is a good opportunity for your own ticket number to occupy the market.

He flipped through the business information of some other goods, and there was nothing special about it, so he put down his pen, sorted out the materials, and asked Shi Dangdang to ask a few words.

This yuan stone has to be earned, and this newspaper has to be run, but his own practice cannot be put down.

After fighting with the "rice thief", the boy understood that his own strength was the best reliance in this world.

After Li Zisheng finished his "work", he walked into the practice room, lit a calming incense, and began his homework.

He concentrated and calmed down, agitated the true yuan, gathered the true qi, and continued to agitate the true qi mass along the channel opened up last time, and came to the acupoint of the Zuyang Ming stomach meridian - the Chengwee acupoint.

The young man endured the severe pain, using three different qi techniques, constantly impacting this acupoint.

When he almost reached the limit of the young man, he finally felt a loosening on both sides of his nose, and a trace of true qi entered the Chengwee acupoint.

At this moment, Li Zisheng only felt that the area around his eyes was sore and painful, and he almost withdrew from the state of concentration after losing his mind for a while. Fortunately, he was resolute, so he endured the pain and retreated his true qi, and then went down through Ren to return to Xia Dantian.

He withdrew from the state of mind on his own, only to feel that there was a blank expanse in front of him. It took a long time to see the furnishings in the practice room, and even so, the tears in my eyes couldn't stop flowing out.

It took about a cup of tea for him to stop his tears and finally see normally.

Finding the stars is so difficult!

Acupuncture points are originally the nodes of the body's qi veins, which are not only stronger than the meridians, but also more sensitive. This kind of practice like self-abuse can really screen out characters with a firm Dao heart, and they can continue to walk on the path of immortality.

Qualifications and talents are important, but without the blessing of persistently cultivating this "one", the first two are just a channel.

No matter how much 〇 there is, it will still be 〇 after all.

Li Zisheng didn't stop there, he readjusted his breath and hit this acupuncture point again, the pain that was like cutting himself with a knife gradually became numb, and the solid obstacle gradually began to loosen.

If it was three times, when it was the third time, the young man who had endured the pain seemed to hear a "poof" on both sides of his nose, and his true qi finally rushed through the first of his twelve righteous acupoints, the Chengwee acupoint.

At this time, Li Zisheng not only felt that the pain in the Chengwei acupoint rushed out of his true qi was unbearable, but he also felt a little sluggish in his dantian, knowing that this was already his limit. Therefore, he reined in his true qi, reincorporated into Xiao Zhoutian, and returned to Xia Dantian.

This time, he didn't use the Yuan Qi Pill again, but just slowly urged Xiao Zhou Tian to recover his own Yuan Qi.

When the pain in his eyes was slightly reduced and the meridians were not so dry, Li Zisheng did not continue to practice qi and pulse, but took out the book of "Five Elements Battle World Formula" again, turned to the page of Tuxing, and became enlightened.