This martial saint is too generous

Chapter 1 Are you willing to donate generously?

When Qin Jinyang woke up, he became a hard worker in this feudal era. In three days, he peeled a huge amount of potatoes that he had never seen in half his life. Life was worse than death...

The water used to wash the potatoes was as cold as the razor blades, and the fingernails were soaked.

My back aches, my stomach is hungry, and my brain feels dizzy.

Even if he works so hard, he will be scolded by the supervisor if he is not careful, and his brain will turn into mush.

The cause is a time travel.

According to some memories of the original owner, there are very powerful martial arts cultivators in this world.

There are many powerful warriors in Helan Villa where he is located.

But...it has nothing to do with him.

Having enough to eat...is the handyman's first priority.

Other handymen in the yard were also busy like crazy, chopping meat, vegetables, and firewood. The stewards were scolding people. No one dared to chat. The villa did not support idlers.

Animal offal, hairy pig skins, potato skins, and rotten vegetable leaf scraps are the meals for people in the villa.

When Qin Jinyang first traveled through time, he felt like vomiting just looking at it, let alone eating it.

After two days, the oil on the chicken butt was very moist and had a mellow aroma.

Just hang on for now, work hard and fill your stomach as much as possible.

Qin Jinyang didn't think it was cowardice, but a sign of courage and patience.

The delicacies were carried away by the attendants and disciples at each hall.

The leftovers and rotten leaves are stewed in a pot, and the handymen have long been eager to see through them.

Qin Jinyang endured the severe pain in his arm and scooped up a large bowl.

"It's been three days. Why is Golden Finger even slower than the one reaching all directions? Is it still coming..."

He squatted in the corner of the dilapidated yard, feeling depressed... But, the chicken's ass was so fat today... Puff, puff, puff...

"Brother Qin, is the butt of the chicken fat? When I cut it, I deliberately left a large piece of chicken skin attached! You peeled the potatoes well too, the skin is quite thick...hehe!"

Gao Erhu squatted next to Qin Jinyang, and suddenly a sticky smell of blood rushed over him.

He is nearly two meters tall. He is responsible for chopping meat. He is a skilled worker and can earn a few more copper coins every month. Although his limbs are not thick, his belly protrudes high and he looks more powerful.

Qin Jinyang's labor has no technical content and he has the least copper coins.

"Thank you, Chicken Butt Man!"

"This is what you should thank...Thick-skinned Man!"

The two exchanged polite words.

"Brother Qin, do you think we can stay in the villa, how many blessings can we accumulate in our previous life? How many people outside are jealous of us... This year there is a severe drought, no harvest, eight villages in ten miles can't afford the official food, and there are bandits who rob each day. More than a dozen people in every village have starved to death... If I had stayed in the village, I would have starved to death... Now I can still give my parents some copper coins every month, so I can be considered a prosperous person!"

"Who in the village is not jealous of my parents? Hehehe!"

Gao Erhu licked his black lips as he spoke and swallowed because a chicken head appeared in Qin Jinyang's bowl.

He was a big eater and had already licked the entire bowl, but unfortunately he was not half full yet.

"Well...you are amazing."

Qin Jinyang responded casually.

He was obviously a handyman, but he actually heard the superiority of the system.

"Brother Qin, I heard from the old people in the village that eating chicken heads will cause poisoning... I have rough skin and thick flesh that is immune to all poisons. I like to challenge all kinds of poisons. How about..."

Gao Erhu suddenly looked serious, like a magic stick.

"poison?"

Qin Jinyang was stunned for a moment.

yes!

Chicken heads contain heavy metals, which are harmful to the human body.

but……

Heavy metals must first have heavy industry.

As we all know, there was no heavy industry in the feudal era, so it was not toxic.

Seeing Qin Jinyang open his mouth and not listening to the deception, Gao Erhu felt heartbroken: "Don't listen to the old man's words..."

[Tip: The adventurous spirit of young people is very precious. Are you willing to give him a chicken head to fulfill his dream of trying drugs? 】

With the chicken head right next to his mouth, Qin Jinyang's eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole body became as stiff as if he had been electrocuted.

A reminder sounded in the back of my mind.

The words are straight and smooth, without any emotion.

"Tiger, are you...sure you are not afraid of poison?"

Qin Jinyang looked solemn and gently threw the chicken head into Gao Erhu's bowl.

"Poison? What's so scary about poison? It's hunger that's so scary...Brother, there's actually no poison in the chicken head, but I'm really hungry. I ate your chicken head today. When the money is paid out this month, I'll ask you to go to town. Eat offal."

Gao Erhu was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect to eat the chicken head at all, it was just a joke.

Who knew what Lao Qin could do? He was so willing to give.

move!

Moved, Gao Erhu chewed the chicken head until the bones were crushed and swallowed.

[You are generous and allow young people to experience toxins entering their bodies. Reward potential: 1 point. 】

Name: Qin Jinyang

Identity: Helper of Helan Villa

Root Bone: Mud Level [Next Stage: Rotten Wood Level (0/10)]

Martial Arts: None

Potential: 1 point

Qin Jinyang almost couldn't even hold the bowl steady.

His eyes were moist and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Goldfinger is coming!

The reward is coming!

The panel is here too!

All hope is coming!

Mud bones...the original owner's qualifications are also quite useless.

But fortunately, the potential can improve the root bone. A chicken head can be exchanged for 1 potential point. It is not difficult to get 10 points to rotten wood.

Qin Jinyang did a little research and found that the system's functions were not complicated.

You only need to be generous and give what belongs to you to those in need, and you can get potential points.

Potential can improve the quality of root bones.

It can also add points to martial arts skills.

Of course, there are no martial arts now, and a handyman cannot have access to martial arts.

"Brother, don't cry. I will definitely treat you to offal soup! If the hall master sees me and thinks I am a bully, I will bully you here..."

Gao Erhu was savoring the fat of the chicken head when he suddenly saw Qin Jinyang...crying.

This is no joke.

The master of the handyman hall hates the bullies bullying each other the most. Once the bully's identity is established, it is a minor matter to be expelled from the villa, and it is normal to have a leg broken.

"I'm fine. I'm just expressing my feelings about life... the ups and downs, a bit exciting..."

Qin Jinyang picked up the bowl and picked at the rice. The taste in his heart was more than what was in the bowl.

The handymen can have one day off every month, and they also have a dozen copper coins. This money is enough to buy some clothes. If you insist on being a groom in the hook bar for a few breaths, you can barely do it.

Gao Erhu had his parents to support him, so he asked someone to send some of them back to the village so he could have a good meal himself.

Of course, it is still scraps, but it tastes good and can fill you up. You can eat whole chickens and fishes in your dreams.

Qin Jinyang added potential to his bones.

Root Bone: Mud Level [Next Stage: Rotten Wood Level (1/10)]

After a while, the groggy feeling in my mind dissipated a little, and even the flesh all over my body no longer hurt so much.

His thoughts no longer seemed so sluggish.

It's dark.

The meals for the warriors of the Villa have just been taken away, and the handymen rarely take a break.

Qin Jinyang rubbed his sore arm.

This afternoon, he peeled more potatoes than yesterday, but he was far less tired than yesterday.

It's not that my physical fitness is better.

But because of the roots.

My mind is no longer in a state of mush, and my fingers are more nimble.

People with high understanding and talent can have a photographic memory, can draw inferences from one instance, and can master the techniques at a glance than ordinary people.

"I haven't seen the sophomore tiger figure all afternoon. Could it be that he was sacrificed to death by a chicken head? No way!"

Qin Jinyang felt a little guilty.

"Brother, do you know where Gao Erhu has gone?"

Qin Jinyang asked a handyman.

"Ha... you don't know yet? Gao Erhu is about to become rich. Senior Brother Feng Duoying's disciple broke the rules and had his legs broken and was kicked out of the mountain gate. It just so happened that Gao Erhu was valued by the hall master with his stupid strength, and he immediately He is just a disciple!"

The handyman was angry, and his words were full of jealousy and sourness.

The servants and the disciples are all servants who serve others.

But the attendant can have the title of disciple and serve one person full-time. Under the power of the dog and the man, he has some dignity, and the monthly income is more than a few copper coins, and the work is easy.

The attendants and disciples in the villa are usually the sons of squire and landlords from all over the country. They spend a lot of money to serve people, just to have a relationship with warriors, which is not something ordinary families would dare to think about.

"The hall master thinks highly of Gao Erhu?"

Qin Jinyang was stunned for a moment.

Feng Duoying, the son of the leader of the handyman hall.

However, the Zaiyitang does not teach skills, teach vocations, and does not accept disciples.

Although his biological father was the master of the hall, Feng Duoying still became a disciple at the Hall of Health and Welfare.

In Houshengtang, Feng Duoying was a disciple. When he returns to the handyman hall, he will be the eldest young master.

"This guy is lucky."

Qin Jinyang has both joys and sorrows.

Gao Erhu is a filial son. If he becomes a disciple, he can send more coins home.

But the problem of chicken heads makes people feel uneasy after all!

“Let’s eat, let’s eat, let’s eat!”

The handyman's meal is ready.

After the root bone was lifted, Qin Jinyang reacted quickly and scooped out a lot of chicken butt meat with a spoon, his hands and mind steady.

"Brother, if you don't get the meat in the bowl, I'll give you a chicken head!"

Qin Jinyang took the initiative to walk to an old handyman and generously gave him a chicken head.

The old handyman looked at the chicken head in the bowl with a hesitant expression, as if to say: Little brother, has your brain been squeezed by the door?

Qin Jinyang frowned, but the system didn't respond.

"Forget it, I'll give you another chicken head."

Qin Jinyang picked up another one.

[You starve yourself, feed others, are generous and selfless, and reward potential by 1 point. 】

call.

finally come.

During this afternoon, Qin Jinyang was peeling and studying the system.

System rewards should be in two forms.

The first type is a prompt, which is a task.

The second is to take the initiative to deliver it yourself.

The first type of reward is large, while the income from voluntary gifts is lower.

After verification, it is indeed the case.

"Hey...Brother Qin, why did you give the chicken head to someone else? Do you really think it's poisonous? It's not poisonous at all. I lied to you...but you really don't need to care about the chicken head...I'll give you a chicken leg to chew on."

Suddenly, Gao Erhu appeared happily.

For the first time, he held a roast chicken in his hand, dazzling it in front of Qin Jinyang's eyes.

When the servants saw Gao Erhu coming back, they all stood up. The news about the disciples had spread.

"Are you happy? The hall master rewarded you with the best roast chicken... The young master's attendant peeked at others taking a bath, and his legs were broken and he was thrown out. I have stupid strength, so the hall master appointed me as an attendant disciple... You kid Blessed, I will get you more meat to eat in the future!”

Seeing Qin Jinyang in a daze, Gao Erhu tore off a big chicken leg.

After working as a handyman for several years, he was used to seeing people being indifferent, so that chicken head meant a lot to him.

"Congratulations to Brother Hu for being promoted to disciple."

"Congratulations to my Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger has a bright future."

Other handymen carrying bowls also gathered around and offered smiles.

"Get out...get out of here!"

"A bunch of dogs look down on people. I just came to the handyman hall and they fooled me like a fool. They wish I was tired to death. Now they say nice things and want to flatter me, go ahead!"

"Also, from now on, you will all do brother Qin Jinyang's work together."

Gao Erhu glared at the other handymen: "Brother, you eat the chicken legs slowly, I'll take the first step!" After saying this, he strode away.

"How arrogant."

Qin Jinyang took a bite of the chicken leg. The taste was different. It was one of the best roast chickens.

The old handyman had just received two chicken heads and was still squatting next to Qin Jinyang.

No wonder you don't care about the chicken head. It turns out that there are chicken legs to chew on.

[Tip: It’s human nature to push beyond the limits. If you gave away a chicken head, are you willing to give away a chicken leg? 】

"Want to eat?"

Qin Jinyang pinched the chicken leg with half of the meat left and asked Lao Liangtou seriously.

Lao Liangtou had no words, but his expression was filled with two big words: Nonsense!

"Give!"

[You satisfy the greed of others and get 1 point of potential reward. 】

Late at night.

Qin Jinyang was lying on the broken bed feeling worried.

Goldfinger is here, but he needs to give others things to gain his potential, but the biggest problem is that he is impoverished.

Name: Qin Jinyang

Identity: Helper of Helan Villa

Root Bone: Mud Level [Next Stage: Rotten Wood Level (3/10)]

Martial Arts: None

Potential: 0 points

Open the panel and you're not far from the rotten wood.

Suddenly, Gao Erhu pushed open the door and barged in.

"Brother Qin, I'm too excited and can't sleep. Come drink with me."

Gao Erhu hid a pot of turbid wine and had been reluctant to drink it. Today, it was swollen.

The two of them were sitting on the wall of the courtyard. To go with the wine, there were two cold dishes, one with the northwest wind and the other with the moonlight in the sky.

"In fact, inner disciples also have hardships. If they don't practice hard enough, they will be punished and whipped by the hall master. Senior Brother Feng Duoying is even worse. My father is the hall master and my master is also the hall master. If you slack off a little, you will be punished twice."

"The worst punishment is copying books, which is worse than being whipped. I guess senior brother will have to stay up late to copy books again today."

Gao Erhu blushed and told Qin Jinyang interesting stories about the inner disciples.

In the deepest part of the handyman hall, the lights in Feng Duoying's room were still on, and there seemed to be a shadow scratching his head.

"Copy books?"

Qin Jinyang suddenly grasped the key point.

[Tip: Books are ships that carry wisdom. Are you willing to take the initiative to copy books and send them directly to those who need them? 】

Qin Jinyang stared at Feng Duoying's room from a distance, his pupils shrinking.

coming!

Here comes the prompt.

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