Soon, as the sun set over the mountain, Qin Ziling stopped practicing hard and soaked his black and swollen palms like pig's trotters with the unique potion of the martial arts hall.
A trace of cool feeling penetrated into the palm of his hand along the skin, and Qin Ziling felt that the skin and muscles of the palm were constantly recovering under the effect of medicinal power, full of vitality and vitality.
"In the past, there was no breakthrough in martial arts training for nearly three years, and I have always been suspicious of the owner's unique secret recipe and practice method, thinking that it is not worth it, and it turns out that the problem is on me." While feeling the changes in his palms, Qin Ziling thought to himself in his heart, walked to the shade of the tree, and bowed slightly to Zuo Le to say goodbye.
Zuo Le still has a posture of ignoring it.
Qin Ziling didn't think so, and turned around and left silently as usual.
When he was about to arrive at Anhe Village, Qin Ziling found a place where no one was paying attention and took out the pheasant he had caught last night from the corpse ring.
The fact that he secretly cultivated the art of the divine soul, as well as the manipulation of the copper corpse, must not be leaked half a point now, so even if he hunted game, it was inconvenient for him to bring it home, which was one of the reasons why he sold most of the game for money.
Of course, it is easy to bring one or two pheasants back to replenish the body of the family.
After all, he sometimes picks up some odd jobs like escorts in the martial arts hall, and the pay for these odd jobs is still good. After making money, it is normal to buy a little game and go home to make up for it.
It's a pity that Qin Ziling is only practicing the realm of muscles and bones, and one can only deal with three or five ordinary people, his strength is average, and he is not famous, these odd jobs are not common, before breaking through to the realm of skin membranes, he can only take some points home every once in a while, and he must not be able to bring game to his home every day.
And the martial artists who practice the skin membrane realm are already good at fighting in Fanghua City, and they have become the target of recruitment by some forces, and there will be a lot more odd jobs to find them to help, and the income is much more considerable than that of ordinary people.
If you can cultivate to the realm of the second layer of the skin, you can barely be regarded as a master in Fanghua City, and your income will naturally be more considerable, and you can even hold a lot of power in some small families and forces.
Just like Zheng Xinghan, don't look at the hopeless realm of strength, but in Xianyuanfang, he is definitely the number one person.
This is also the reason why some people have to take the road of martial arts training after digging out their family funds!
For them, it was a big gamble in life. If you win the bet, you can eat and drink spicy food and live a rich life in the future.
If you lose the bet, you can only accept your fate.
The Qin family is in the middle of the road, and Qin Ziling's abandonment of literature and martial arts is also for this reason. Because in this troubled era, it is even more unrealistic to learn literature than to learn martial arts.
When I got home, Yin Dye Yue was busy in the yard, while her mother was weaving cloth in the ear room.
Qin Ziling handed the pheasant to Yin Dye Yue and said, "Deal with this pheasant, stew a soup, and make up for it together."
"Okay young master!" Yin Dyeyue took the pheasant, and looked at Qin Ziling's eyes were very bright, so bright that Qin Ziling was a little afraid to look at her.
Although there is one more Liu Xiaoqiang, the burden on the family is much heavier all of a sudden, but in the face of such Qin Ziling, Yin Dyeyue's heart is more down-to-earth.
After giving the pheasant to Yin Dyeyue, Qin Ziling first went to say hello to his mother, and then went into the east wing to visit Liu Xiaoqiang.
Liu Xiaoqiang's whole state is obviously much better than in the morning, not only is his face a lot ruddy, but the most important thing is that a pair of big copper bell-like eyes are no longer dead at this time, but full of desire to live.
"Childe!" Seeing Qin Ziling coming in, Liu Xiaoqiang pressed his left hand on the bed board and struggled to sit up.
The injury to his left hand is not serious, and he can barely exert himself, and he can urinate on his own by putting a night pot with a mouth next to the bed, but the large one needs help for the time being.
"Don't move!" Seeing this, Qin Ziling hurriedly stepped forward to help him sit up and lean on the back of the bed.
"Thank you, Childe." Liu Xiaoqiang said.
"You and I don't have to be so polite." Qin Ziling grabbed his left hand, patted the back of his hand gently, and then asked with concern, "Do you need a big solution?"
"I'm ..." Liu Xiaoqiang's face turned red all of a sudden.
Seeing this, Qin Ziling hugged him and went to the thatched house without saying a word.
The Qin family used to be considered a wealthy family, and the thatched house was still quite exquisite, unlike ordinary people who just made a thatched hut and squatting pit outside, but there was a special hut, which was separated by a screen, and there was a wooden barrel that could squat and sit, and there was a shelf with handrails and a wooden pier on the side that could rest your legs.
The shelves and wooden piers were all specially ordered by Qin Ziling to be placed by Yin Dye Yue before going to the martial arts hall.
Liu Xiaoqiang sat on the wooden barrel, resting his legs on the wooden pier, and barely able to grasp the shelf with his strong left hand, so he sat firmly.
"You call me after the big solution." Qin Ziling said.
"Hmm!" Liu Xiaoqiang's eyes were red and he nodded, holding back his tears so as not to fall.
But Qin Ziling didn't think there was anything about it, patted Liu Xiaoqiang's shoulder and went out.
He had ALS in his previous life, and later the size was inconvenient, all of them were helped by the nursing staff, and he understood Liu Xiaoqiang's painful situation at this time.
Out of the thatched house, Qin Ziling went to Liu Xiaoqiang's room again and took out the night pot he had used.
When Qin Ziling took out the night pot, Yin Dyeyue happened to come out of the kitchen with a pheasant that had been scalded by boiling water, ready to pluck the chicken feathers in the yard.
When she saw Qin Ziling holding the night pot, she couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly put down the pheasant, trotted up, stretched out her hand and said, "Young master, how can you do this, let me come, let me come."
Looking at Yin Dyeyue's little face that had turned yellow due to malnutrition and was full of panic, Qin Ziling couldn't help but feel a little distressed.
In the last world, at her age, many parents were too late to suffer, and they were reluctant to let her suffer at all, how could they be as sensible as Yin Dye Yue, and they couldn't do all kinds of housework, and when they saw him pour the night pot, it was as if the sky was about to fall.
"What can't I do? In the future, all the dirty work in Liu Xiaoqiang's house will be handed over to me, and you only need to take care of his three meals, clothes cleaning and house cleaning. Qin Ziling said.
"No, no, young master, these are all things that people do, your status is expensive, how can you ..." Yin Dye Yue shook her head again and again.
"What is inferior to a person, and what is not expensive? Liu Xiaoqiang was brought home by me, it's enough to burden you, and it's hard for you to do these dirty things with a girl's family! Qin Ziling interrupted involuntarily.
After saying that, Qin Ziling strode away with the night pot.
Looking at Qin Ziling's back as he strode away, Yin Zhiyue's eyes were demented, as if his soul had been lost.
For Qin Ziling from another world, this is a very normal behavior for men, but for Yin Dyeyue, it is simply Qin Ziling who takes care of her as a servant girl and falls in love with the sky!