Chapter 10: Ba'er Ba, Ba'er Ben
The next morning.
It was still dark, Shen Lian planned to take advantage of his free time to go to the martial arts gym to explore the magical power of food supplements, and left the pawn shop early.
In order to ensure that the basic object is not damaged, the bone blade is hung around the neck with a cotton rope.
Myna trembled and hid in his sleeves.
Shen Lian held two steamed buns that came from the kitchen.
After he swallowed the steamed bun, his Shibu magical power was activated naturally, and a weak stream of heat immediately gushes out from his stomach.
“I have to say that at least food supplements are more useful than discerning eyes.”
With the support of food supplements, the steamed buns are quickly turning into nutrients, which can not only replenish the consumed physical strength, but also Dispel the cold.
What a pity...
Shen Lian has not yet mastered the wave chasing pile and cannot use nutrients to polish himself.
“Food supplements are definitely a shortcut to practicing martial arts. I can’t imagine what kind of changes a martial artist’s magical powers will undergo after their career is promoted.”
Shen Lian shook his head.
Last night he cooked all the ingredients in the pawn shop kitchen. Although he didn't gain any experience, he understood the rules of magical powers.
Shen Lian discovered that raw food has 30% more nutrients than cooked food.
It should be that during the cooking process, high temperatures cause the nutrients in the ingredients to be lost.
"Do you want to eat your hair and drink your blood?"
Shen Lian can never accept it. He always feels that it goes against his own pursuit, but the career panel is really mysterious and mysterious.
“Let’s go to the morning market first, maybe we can find a way to gain experience.”
Shen Lian swallowed the steamed bun into his stomach.
The nutrients brought by dietary supplements gradually act on oneself, and even if the face is exposed, the skin temperature is still maintained at a suitable level.
“Ah~”
Myna shook his head and shouted at the top of his throat: “The magic power is great, unify the world!”
“Fuck you.”
Shen Lian tucked the starling back into his sleeves and headed to the morning market without stopping, noticing that a large number of people had gathered on the street.
I haven’t seen it for half a month, but the morning market has become more and more full of Chinese New Year flavor, and the shops are decorated with lights and colorful decorations.
Businessmen from other places are constantly coming to Yanliang Town, mainly to take advantage of the popularity of Linchun, causing the scale of the morning market to increase every day.
The business of throwing pots and traps has emerged one after another, full of human fireworks.
But the dark side remains.
The gangs’ spies are all over the morning market, how could they let the vendors get away with it?
"Ha."
Shen Lian felt anxious. If something happened to Shen Hansheng, the gang would definitely reach out to the pawn shop. How long will there be peace?
Currently, with Shen Hansheng’s face, the pawn shop only pays some money every month.
“The gang that occupies He Feng Street seems to be called [Fu Lin Club].”
“I hope dad is okay.”
Shen Lian walked with his head down, stopping whenever he saw snacks.
"How to sell candied haws on a stick?"
"Go back to the guest officer, one penny per bunch."
Shen Lian handed over the copper coins, took a bite of the candied haws on a stick, turned around and left Stalls.
No experience.
"Sir, yam in winter is the most nourishing."
Shen Lian paid the copper coin without hesitation, peeled off the skin of the yam and chewed it.
No experience.
"Ten years of medicinal power of wild ginseng..."
Shen Lian kept talking all the way, his mouth almost not stopping, and even the starlings were so greasy that they ate a little bit of the money in their arms. shriveled.
There was no response from the career panel, which made him suspect that he was going in the wrong direction.
This suspicion gradually deepened after Shen Lian tasted all kinds of wild products. Isn't the promotion of a warrior related to the magical power of food supplements?
When he finished walking most of the morning market and planned to go to the Tide Martial Arts School.
“Huh?”
Shen Lian stopped.
He suddenly felt thirsty, as if a glutton was inexplicably aroused, and the bone blade close to the skin on his chest also felt slightly warm.
Shen Lian swallowed and followed his instinct to the stall on the corner of the street.
The stall is in tatters, with a signboard sewn from linen.
"Salted small herring?"
There are no big rivers around Yanliang Town, and the aquatic products are only small fish and shrimps, so the people are not interested in the so-called herring at all. "Have you heard of it? Pickled fish is a traditional Chinese New Year food in our village."
The old man laughed along and took out a finger-sized salted fish from the earthen jar he carried. Suddenly, a strange salty and sour smell hit his mouth and nose.
Herring is pickled with poor salt, causing its color to turn yellow and black.
And it looks weird.
For the first time, Shen Lian saw that there were patterns on the fins that resembled human eyes.
"Try it."
Shen Lian took the salted fish and looked at it carefully but found nothing special.
However, the appetite became more and more intense, as if there was a hungry ghost in the stomach that was constantly urging me.
“How do you call me my father-in-law?”
“The last name is Ma, each word has the same meaning.”
Ma Yi frowned, fearing that he would miss the few business opportunities today.
Shen Lian hesitated for a few breaths, and first used his discerning eye.
[Salted small herring]
[Marinated by Ma Yi, the ingredient is fifteen-year-old herring. Due to the rough pickling technique, the meat is slightly rotten and eating it can easily lead to diarrhea. 】
Shen Lian's eyelids twitched wildly, and the myna resisted and covered the beak.
"With the magical power of food tonic, slight rot should be no big deal."
Shen Lian couldn't stand his appetite anymore. He closed his eyes and threw the salted fish into his mouth. He chewed it several times, accompanied by a strong feeling of nausea. .
If you swallow it forcefully, the nutrients fed back by the salted fish are better than nothing.
Shen Lian's expression was twisted.
“Well, I’m afraid you haven’t retained part of the original flavor.”
Ma Yilian took a few steps back.
Shen Lian waved his hand, and the career panel displayed a prompt at this time.
[Taking salted small herring, warrior experience +0.2%]
"Hiss..."
Shen Lian took a breath, he did not expect that this thing really has a warrior profession Experience, is the basis of the career panel unpalatable or not?
"Water."
Shen Lian's voice was hoarse, and Ma Yi quickly brought some water to suppress the discomfort.
"Your Majesty, are you okay?"
Ma Yi was secretly frightened, and Shen Lian breathed heavily and continued to ask: "It's okay, is there anything else to eat that is not salted? "
"Yes, yes, the larger herring is used for curing."
The taste of cured fish is not that strong, but it is extremely hard.
After Shen Lian tasted the cured fish, the career panel also displayed a prompt, proving that the key to gaining warrior experience lies in the ingredients themselves.
[Take waxed herring, warrior experience +0.4%]
"Old man, you don't know where this fish came from?"
Shen Lian hesitated when he saw Ma Yi Decision, directly withdraw dozens of copper coins.
"Not only will I take care of all the fish in your stall, from now on I will just send it to the Shen Family Pawn Shop on He Feng Street and take it all as ordered."
"Okay...ok."
< br>Ma Yi was ecstatic.
The meat of herring is very delicate when alive, but it easily deteriorates and spoils after death. Ma Yi also tried to pickle and sell it for the first time. Unexpectedly, he could find a stable livelihood in Yanliang Town.
“To be honest, herring comes from a stream in the mountains, but its location is relatively remote, more than a hundred miles away from Yanliang Town.”
"It doesn't matter, I just like this one. My father-in-law will send a batch every once in a while. Uh, don't salt it, let's make it with wax."
Ma Yi chuckled, "The guest officer is also a Someone who knows something."
"I heard from the old man that the stream goes straight into the ground and stretches for thousands of miles. The source seems to be called..."
Ma Yi muttered a few words, and then added: "Yes. Okay, Bibotan."
"Bibotan."
Shen Lian thought it sounded familiar and took the fish stuffed with oil paper.
“Wait a minute.”
“Ba Bo’er Ben, Ba Bo’er Ben, those two naughties seem to be from Bibotan.”
Shen Lian said to himself with a smile.
“The word Bibo is so common. The flower building in Dongcheng District is also called Bibo Tower.”
"But as long as there is a slight possibility, I feel creepy."
(End of this chapter)