I have a martial arts system in the city

"Auntie! How did you sell this black-bone chicken?"

The poultry market is convenient. As soon as Chen Xing came up, he saw a 60-year-old aunt there with several black-bone chickens in a bamboo cage.

It's a pity that my aunt can't speak Mandarin, and he can't understand the local dialect, so I can only dance and guess for a long time. It costs several hundred yuan to take away these black-bone chickens, and I don't know if it is expensive.

Regardless of the fact that he earned 11 yuan in the last challenge, in fact, he can't support his training for a long time.

Chen Xing took a look through the online banking this morning, and there was only 5w in deposit left, because last night he placed an order for medicinal materials, which cost a little more than 1w.

The Shiquan Dabu Pill, which was still useful at the beginning of practice, can only be eaten as jelly beans now, and eating a bottle will not provide nourishment.

If Shiquan Dabu Pills used his qi and blood like a mountain spring flowing into the sea, then the black-bone chicken stewed with Panax notoginseng is like a river.

It is clear at a glance which is more important.

So now he only buys medicinal herbs for medicinal baths online, and it is better to eat them by himself.

"If you want to buy black-bone chicken, you can actually go to the next town, but you have to be careful."

The old man selling rabbits on the side of the road suddenly reminded him that it was really funny for him to see the young man dancing with the old woman selling black-bone chicken.

"Ah, sir, do you speak Mandarin?"

Grandpa squinted his eyes like an old fox,

"I know a little."

The credibility of this statement is extremely low, what the uncle said is obviously very slippery, without any stumbling.

However, Chen Xingmai bought them all, but these few could not eat a few meals, so he had to continue to buy them, so he could only humbly ask the old fox for advice.

"Is there anything special about the town next door?"

"It's a border town, and the law and order can only be said."

After the uncle finished speaking, he took out a bong, put on shredded tobacco, lit it, and smoked it on his own.

Chen Xing lifted a few cages and saw that the uncle didn't want to say more, so he had to go back to the hotel first.

Back to the B&B

The gate of the courtyard was open, but it was usually concealed. Uncle Long went to the town for a meeting and would not come back. Auntie had to feed the chickens, ducks and pigs at home. Long Mengzhu was locked up.

Then it can only be a guest.

Counting the time, it is now April, and there are indeed more people traveling around in spring.

Entering the door with a bamboo cage

really

There were a few more young people inside, taking pictures with their mobile phones, and they were amazed by the ethnic minority architectural style in the courtyard.

A few young people also found Chen Xing who came in with a few chicken coops, thinking that he was also one of the owners here, and what he was carrying in his hand was the meat that he went to buy outside.

Thinking that not only the accommodation here is cheap, but also the meals included are quite good, and you can also eat black-bone chicken.

Chen Xing doesn't like to say hello to strangers, even if they live under the same roof.

Going straight to the kitchen at the back, Wu Chunfang was lighting a fire and cooking, and a few more guests came to the house, and there were more food to eat, so three meals a day had to be prepared in advance.

Today she plans to cook a pot of their special rice, three-color rice.

Three-color rice is red, yellow and black

The colors are selected from fresh plants such as red sunflower, turmeric and triangular maple.

The plant juice is used as the natural pigment to mix with the mountain rice, and steamed in a special steamer. It looks beautiful, like a rainbow three-petal flower, with the sweet fragrance of plants, and the grains are sweet and smooth.

Not only is it beautiful and delicious, but it also has a beautiful meaning-safety and auspiciousness.

With so many people here, she also wanted to show her hand.

"Xiao Chen is back."

"These……"

Aunt Wu was squeezing the plant juice, and she couldn't help being surprised when she saw the cages in Chen Xing's left hand and the cages in his right hand. Even though she accepted that Chen Xing was a practitioner with real kung fu, she didn't expect him to be so good at eating.

"Aunt Wu, I want to use your refrigerator."

"Don't be so polite with auntie in the future."

"And what kind of refrigerator do you use? You put it in the chicken coop in the backyard. Auntie will help you raise it. You eat it now and kill it. Put it in the refrigerator after a few days. After a few days, its own nutrition will not be so sufficient. "

Chen Xing thought about it, and for this reason, he stopped being polite to Aunt Wu and locked the black-bone chicken in the chicken coop in the backyard.

But he didn't go back to the house or go to practice. He went back to the kitchen to help Aunt Wu.

Of course Wu Chunfang refused, she kept pushing him out, and said dissatisfiedly, "There is no such thing as letting guests work in the kitchen."

"Auntie, if you want me to be rude to you, then you can't be polite to me either."

Chen Xing relied on his physical strength to grab the job of crushing plants, but Wu Chunfang had nothing to do with him, so he could only let him go.

She went to wash the rice by herself and watched Chen Xing busy there, just like a mother-in-law watching her son-in-law, the more she watched, the more satisfied she became.

There was an episode during lunch.

Most of the people staying here are young men, and when Long Mengzhu came out, they all looked like pig brothers, and the food in their mouths was not as delicious as their eyes.

After dinner, Long Mengzhu was temporarily released from confinement by Aunt Wu, but he could only move around in the yard.

The group of young people showed themselves in the yard like animals courting in rut.

It was a wild dance of demons.

But Wu Ma was not worried at all, that girl's heart was all on one person, it would be strange to be attracted by those melons and dates.

indeed

While chatting with girls from big cities, Long Mengzhu looked at Big Brother Chen who was practicing quietly.

Through communication, he learned that this group of people are all college graduates and want to go to Dianchuan for a graduation trip. Tomorrow they will go to the next town to see the characteristic humanities of Dianchuan border town. They will only stay here for one night today. .

The girl she was talking to was asking,

How is your skin maintained?

What shampoo do you usually use to wash your hair?

Long Mengzhu's white and tender skin and hair made the two girls envious.

But they get only one sentence,

it was born,

It makes people feel that God is unfair.

The two girls sat and chatted with her and found that she was absent-minded, and kept looking aside.

There was only a man with strange movements. From the perspective of the two of them, his appearance could only be above average.

None of the men who came with them wanted him, and they didn't know why they attracted her so much.

"Who is that?"

One of the girls asked, curiosity couldn't stop growing when it came to girls who were prettier than them.

"Brother Chen."

Long Mengzhu said it as a matter of course, as if everyone should know him.

Perhaps in the eyes of Xiao Mimei, Big Brother Chen should be a well-known existence that attracts everyone's attention.

"Then what is he doing?"

"Practicing..."

Speaking of practicing, the little fan girl became interested again, and told the two about Chen Xing's fight against the tiger.

The two of them were dubious, they couldn't help but sound too fantasy, kicking a tiger that weighed hundreds of catties flying, you think you are Captain America?

The little girl didn't seem to want to have mental problems, so the two only thought that she was rescued by Chen Xinghu, and her brain was stimulated to make up the picture.

The boys on the other side saw that the beautiful daughter of the store was not interested in them, but instead stared at the funny men on the side, like a defeated rooster, and went back to the room listlessly one by one.

The people here went back to the room, but Chen Xing didn't know about these things. He was completely immersed in the practice, and he didn't hear anything outside the window.