Chapter 25 Microdermabrasion
I still remember the first time I met Zhang Lingshan, he was still a fool who stole family money to learn martial arts and then banged his head against the wall in search of life.
As a result, it was less than a year.
He has transformed from a short boy who has never practiced martial arts to a strong man who can lift two hundred kilograms.
He is only one step away from being a skin-grinding warrior.
Shi Lei felt infinite complexity in his heart.
Others are making progress, but I am standing still. Is this how it will be in this life?
According to the rules of the martial arts school, after grinding the skin, you cannot refine the meat within three years, and the martial arts school will no longer provide meals and Sihe soup, which is equivalent to driving you away.
And I have less than half a year left before the deadline.
If you still can't refine the meat by then, you will have no choice but to leave the martial arts gym in despair, or go to work as a guard for someone else's house, or join a gang as the guard leader of a gambling house or brothel, or Just join the escort agency and act as escorts.
All in all, as long as he didn't refine meat, he would be like this for the rest of his life.
Shi Lei was unwilling to give in.
He silently picked up the stone lock and began to practice his strength, without the slightest thought of resting or laziness.
Zhang Lingshan had no idea what Shi Lei was thinking. He held a two hundred kilogram stone lock and punched the red line fist completely.
Not red in the face, not out of breath.
He plays more steadily than some of the skin-grinding brothers in the yard, which shows that his physique and strength have completely reached the level of skin-grinding.
Next, you only need to use iron sand to hone the skin on all parts of the body, and use the special medicated bath in the martial arts school.
Given time, you will be able to successfully break through microdermabrasion!
It’s time to go find Master Hong.
So Zhang Lingshan went to the main house without stopping and asked to see Master Hong.
"The master has something to do and is out of town. He won't be back for a short time. I will leave all the big things in the martial arts school to Mr. Zhao Qing, and I can arrange the small things. What's the matter with you?"
The housekeeper asked.
Zhang Lingshan originally went to Master Hong to report that his red lines had reached the upper arms, but now that Master Hong was away, he just said that he had met the conditions for skin resurfacing and applied for iron sand and medicated baths.
After hearing this, the housekeeper nodded: "This is a trivial matter, so there is no need to disturb Mr. Zhao Qing. I have two hundred kilograms of stone locks here. You can pick them up and punch them with the red line fist for me to see."
“Okay.”
Zhang Lingshan finished the fight quickly.
The housekeeper immediately arranged iron sand and medicinal bath for him.
This is a free service provided by the martial arts gym, and does not require any extra money.
The birth of a skin-grinding martial artist has publicized the reputation of the martial arts gym externally and enhanced the strength of the martial arts gym internally.
It’s a win-win situation.
After getting the iron sand and medicated bath, Zhang Lingshan returned to the backyard of the martial arts school and asked senior brother Song Dazhuang to help him rub the skin on his back with iron sand. He rubbed iron sand himself in other places he could reach.
"Be patient."
Senior Brother Song Dazhuang comforted: "Other senior brothers have come here like this, and they have to endure hardship to become a master."
"Well ."
Zhang Lingshan nodded heavily.
Among all the brothers, he had the best relationship with Song Dazhuang. When practicing Red Line Boxing, it was Song Dazhuang who always traded moves with him.
Furthermore, he spends most of his time using stone chains to practice strength, so he rarely fights against each other, and there is no need to get to know other brothers.
This resulted in him practicing in the backyard for two months, and he was only familiar with Da Zhuang, and he could only call most of the others by their names, and they were just acquaintances.
Normally, he doesn't pay attention to others, and others don't look at him. They ignore each other and only focus on practicing.
But today is different.
Zhang Lingshan found that when he was practicing, many people's eyes turned to him from time to time, and he suddenly became the center of attention.
Fortunately this situation only lasted for one day. On the second day, everyone continued to do their own thing and had no intention of admiring Zhang Lingshan's practice.
However, his breakthrough made all the brothers become more diligent. It seemed that everyone was stimulated.
This is not surprising.
Every time a fellow student in the hospital makes a breakthrough, others will be stimulated and feel that they will succeed as long as they work hard, so they are encouraged.
It’s just that this kind of motivation only lasts for a few days at most.
After the blood subsides, everything remains the same.
‘After ten days, my skin has indeed become thicker, but there is still a long way to go before dermabrasion. ’
Zhang Lingshan sighed secretly.
Only then did he realize the pain of ordinary people cultivating.
Because microdermabrasion is a water-milling process, unlike martial arts where you can add energy and cannot be achieved overnight.
Dermabrasion requires constant rubbing of the skin with iron sand and repair with medicinal baths, thereby regenerating the skin.
It’s really annoying to repeat this day after day.
No wonder it’s called microdermabrasion.
The word "grind" is quite appropriate.
"Brother Da Zhuang, you have been here for a long time. How long does it usually take to practice this skin-grinding practice to succeed?"
On this day, Zhang Lingshan finally couldn't help but ask.
Song Dazhuang said: "Under normal circumstances, it takes three months. People with strong recovery ability can complete it in about a month. I think you are almost there, don't be anxious, too much is not enough."
< br>"Then thank you, Brother Da Zhuang, for your kind words."
Zhang Lingshan smiled.
He found that although Senior Brother Song Dazhuang was honest and honest, he looked a little clumsy and not very smart, he could always speak words of wisdom, and he was not arrogant or impetuous in doing things. He never said bad things to others and was very stable. Be down-to-earth and never cheat.
Among all the brothers Zhang Lingshan has met so far, the one he admires most is Song Dazhuang.
And Senior Brother Da Zhuang also takes great care of him.
Help him answer many questions.
For example, this grinding leather is divided into cowhide, stone skin and copper skin, which is what Senior Brother Da Zhuang told him.
As for the level of the skin-grinding brothers in the courtyard, even though Song Dazhuang didn't like to inquire about gossip, he still knew them all clearly.
Like Shi Lei, it is the stone skin layer, which is the middle layer.
The strongest one is Senior Brother Zhu Wei, who is at the peak of bronze skin. It is said that he is about to break through the meat-refining process. He usually does not appear in the martial arts hall and only appears occasionally.
There are several senior brothers like Zhu Wei who have not been to the martial arts hall for a long time, including those with copper skin, stone skin, and even the most common cowhide.
I heard that they all have things to do outside, and the money they earn is much more cost-effective than coming to the martial arts gym for a meal, so there is no point in coming here to waste time.
Only when Sihe Soup is distributed once every four days, some people will come over during their free time.
"By the way, Brother Da Zhuang, you know what kind of jobs they do. I'm a little short of money recently, and I want to find a job to make money."
Zhang Lingshan Consulting road.
Song Dazhuang said: "Are you short of money? I have some spare money that I can't use. If you need it urgently, take it and use it first."
As he spoke, he took out a fifty-tael silver note from his arms.
Zhang Lingshan could not help but be surprised and moved.
Senior Brother Da Zhuang usually doesn’t show off his integrity, but he actually took out five taels of money and lent it to himself very generously, without even asking when he would pay it back.
With friends like this, what more could I ask for!
(End of this chapter)