Strange World: My Systematic Practice Life

Morning time ends quickly.

In the dining hall.

"One more, no, two more bowls."

"you sure!!"

"Sure!"

The cook in the canteen looked at Bailu with a strange look on his face.

Passed the last of the rice in the pot.

"This kid can't be a starving ghost reincarnated!?"

"Who knows! I guess I've never seen rice in my life."

Watching the back of Bailu's departure, several chefs talked about it.

After becoming a nursing home, the food and treatment have improved a lot.

From the unsatisfactory pig food, I replaced it with real white rice.

But the dishes are mostly vegetables.

And the supply is limited.

There is no meat at all.

In this way, the egret dried three servings of rice.

Rubbing her belly, she walked towards the street.

In his hand, he was playing with the wood carving that fell from the corpse.

The whole body of this wood carving is covered with patina, and it seems that it is not young, but Egret has studied it carefully for a long time.

No matter how you look at it, there is nothing unusual about it.

"Why are there energy points on the thing above?"

Egret thought about this question carefully, but he didn't have the slightest idea.

But you can start with something similar to this thing.

His target is the market in the city, Xiaoji Street.

This is the largest trading market in the outer city, where fish and snakes are mixed, and all kinds of miscellaneous objects are sold.

Then there might be special objects containing energy in the market.

Up to some antique jewelry, down to some common daily necessities.

Although most of them are objects that are not up to the grade, they are quite popular among ordinary people.

Egret walked slowly among them, stopping to check some stalls from time to time.

His target was the antique stall.

Judging from the wood carving, it's probably an antique.

So there should be something to be gained at the antique stalls.

The streets are full of noisy people, shouting and bargaining.

Soon, Bailu stopped at a stall.

The booth is not big, only one person long.

A dirty rag was spread on the floor, on which were displayed a dozen ancient things covered in dust.

The egret squatted in front of the booth.

His eyes suddenly fell on one of the rusty hairpins.

A rusty hairpin.

He felt a faint cold breath from the hairpin.

But this breath made his heart tremble slightly.

There is no it because this breath is exactly the same as the breath on the wood carving at that time.

Unexpectedly, there will be a harvest as soon as it comes out.

Bai Lu was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't look anxious, first he picked up a black stone from the stand.

There are weird patterns engraved on the stone, probably some kind of decoration.

"How do you sell this thing, boss?"

"Twelve taels of silver!"

The stall owner was a one-eyed old man, dressed in black linen, holding a pipe and pot in his hand, and was taking a nap.

Hearing Bailu's question, he raised his eyelids, looked him up and down with his cloudy eyes, and coldly quoted a high price.

The attitude is quite cold.

Evidently, Bailu's coarse linen clothes couldn't catch his eyes.

"Ten taels of silver? It's a bit expensive!"

Hearing the old man's price quotation, Bai Lu thought secretly in his heart, but put the stone back to its original place in his hand.

Inadvertently picked up the hairpin.

A cold breath poured into the body instantly.

[Energy value +1]

"really!"

Bailu's heart moved slightly, knowing that he had found the right one.

The hairpin is an old object with a year on it, and the body of the hairpin is covered with copper rust.

It can only be barely recognized as a door hairpin.

As the name suggests, the door hairpin is an ornament worn by married ladies.

Dayu has distinct grades, and unmarried and married have different decoration and wearing requirements.

To Bailu's surprise, the wave didn't disappear after being absorbed by the panel.

On the contrary, a cold breath slowly leaked out like a trickle.

Although extremely weak, it has been emitting.

According to the speed, as long as I keep holding it, I should be able to increase the energy points again.

It seems that this hairpin is not simple, but it can continuously provide energy points.

Egret thought to himself.

Already thinking about this hairpin.

Although I don't know the source of the energy point, but since I have found it, I must not let it go.

"Boss, how do you sell this hairpin!?"

"30 taels."

The one-eyed old man had been watching Bailu coldly, and when he heard him ask for the price, he didn't even think about quoting a sky-high price again.

"30 taels!"

Although Egret was well prepared, he was still shocked by the price.

The purchasing power of silver in this world is quite large.

For an ordinary family of three, the cost of frugality for a month is basically around two or three taels of silver.

This price is indeed a sky-high price for him who has less than two taels of silver left in his pocket.

"Can it be cheaper?"

"Hmph, no counter-offer is allowed for small purchases."

With a hoarse voice, the old man spit out a sentence coldly, and looked at Bailu's hand holding the bracelet with one eye, frowning slightly.

"Also, if you don't buy it, don't stay here all the time, it will affect my business."

Hearing the old man's obviously driving words, Bailu didn't bother, put down his hairpin, turned around and left.

Just leave a word before leaving.

"Save the things for me, and I will pick them up in a few days."

Watching the egret figure leave, the old man knocked on the cigarette pot on the sole of his shoe, spat, and a sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"Bah, poor bastard..."

The whole afternoon passed, and the egret had been wandering around the street.

It's just that luck seems to be exhausted, until night falls, and there is no more gain.

Go back to the woodshed.

Although he became a nursing home, his accommodation conditions did not improve much.

Although he didn't care about these foreign objects, he didn't like the cramped and humid environment either.

The most important thing is that the firewood room is not suitable for him to practice martial arts.

After cooking another portion of Zhicao and drinking it.

Bailu practiced the stele-opening hand for a while, and then lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

Lying on the haystack, Egret had only one thought before falling asleep.

That is to make money.