Food began to gradually shorten. After Lin Zhao occasionally fished for the "Air Force" several times, he saw that there was almost no more mountain pork, rabbit meat, etc. were left, and he and Xiao Shitou were actually in the stage of growing up. The consumption of the two martial artists practicing boxing was not very large, so Lin Zhao could only bring a lasso, hatchet and bow and arrow to go up the mountain again. If he didn't go up the mountain, the two of them would soon be hungry.

...

The red maple is like fire, and birds and beasts appear in the mountains.

Lin Zhao walked around with his bow and arrow all day, until it was approaching dusk, and finally got a chance. With an arrow on his full moon, an adult stag was shot through his body and fell to the ground on the spot.

"It's done!"

Lin Zhao was overjoyed and came to the stag with one step, then added another knife, completely killed it, and then weighed the weight of the stag. It was heavy, and it felt very heavy when carried on the shoulder. The weight that could make a martial artist in the blood-activating realm feel difficult was at least 300 kilograms!

The harvest was very big. Venison was a treasure in the town. The monks liked the most to those warriors who returned to the town to drink. Such a stag, selling half of the meat was enough for Lin Zhao and Xiao Shitou to live for a while. So after carefully confirming safety, Lin Zhao carried this prey that was seriously inconsistent with his body shape and rushed back.

When I returned to the town, I was panting and night was already falling.

Called Xiao Shitou and headed straight to Baiweixuan.

At night, the Baiweixuan was full of alcohol. Jia Chong, the shopkeeper, was both the shopkeeper and the clerk. He served the dishes back and forth and smiled at every customer. In this tavern, there were many guests. After nightfall, several soldiers who came from the snowy Tianchi were all from the town, but they were all star-studded on their shoulders. At least they started, otherwise they would not have any spare money to drink here.

In addition, there was a wild cultivator, a middle-aged man with a sloppy face. He ordered a portion of braised rabbit meat and a portion of fried pork liver. He drank it very deliciously against a bottle of Xinghua Village.

Sitting near the railing, an old man in a gray robe ordered a few side dishes. One person was tasting wine. A long sword with severely worn scabbard was placed on the table. There was a little blood stain on the hilt of the sword. The old man's eyes were very bright, but after drinking too much, it seemed a little turbid. The chopsticks grabbed a peanut and threw it into his mouth, and smiled and said, "Boss Jia, the waist of this sheep is stir-fried today, and the smell is a little more fishy. Tsk tsk, I smelled the bloody smell of the demon clan in the Northern Region for a day. Do you still want to smell yours when I come back?"

Jia Chong nodded and bowed quickly, and said with a smile: "Haha, Old Jianxian Han said, I will pay attention to this sheep waist today, which is half price for the old man!"

While lowering his head to eat vegetables, the old man raised a thumb: "Above the way!"

On the side, several Tianchi soldiers passing by the restaurant stopped walking after seeing the old man, and the old man raised his hands and let them do it.

Lin Zhao, carrying a whole stag, stood outside the railing and watched. He had heard of this old man for a long time. He was a regular visitor to the major restaurants in the town, named Han Buyu, a Nine-level Yuanying sword cultivator. He was very powerful. He often went down to the North Mountain alone to hunt down the cruising demons and made countless military achievements on Tianchi Ridge. However, this old sword immortal Han loved wine and meat. After killing demons and eliminating demons, he would definitely return to the town to find a restaurant to drink, taste all the food in each restaurant, and call himself a foodie.

“Yo~~~”

Han Buyu glanced at Lin Zhao: "Isn't this Lin Zhao? I just beaten with such a big deer?"

"Well, I just called it on the mountain in the evening."

"It's not bad!"

The old sword fairy narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Boss Jia, business is coming!"

"Uh-huh!"

Jia Chong hurriedly winked at Lin Zhao and said, "Sell this deer to me?"

"yes!"

Lin Zhao nodded: "Sell half of the head for you, choose the meat you want, and give it to me and Xiaoshitou for the rest. The price is still for you to buy, and if it is appropriate, I will give it to you."

"Well..."

Jia Chong narrowed his eyes and wanted to sell the price.

Old Jianxian Han pursed his lips and smiled, "The wine today doesn't taste much. Boss Jia quickly asked the kitchen to give me a small stir-fried venison dish and bring it to the wine."

"Yes, yes, the old sword immortal wait!"

Jia Chong took Lin Zhao to the kitchen and said, "Why don't you offer the price yourself? This half of the deer will have at least 150 kilograms, right? After picking it up, it should be about 100 kilograms."

"Um."

Lin Zhao smiled slightly: "You must be kind to do business. Since the boss said that, just follow 20 copper plates per pound of meat, 100 pounds of venison, a total of 2,000 copper plates. The deer is here. Boss Jia just takes 100 pounds of meat from it. As for where to take it, you can do whatever you want, you are a store, and I won't grab those tender meat from you."

"sharp……"

Jia Chong raised a thumbs up at him: "Business is really hard to speak for you, Lin Zhao. Two thousand is only two thousand. Come and withdraw money from me."

"good!"

Jia Chong turned around and took out a handkerchief, untied it layer by layer, took out two of the blue coins exposed inside and handed them to Lin Zhao, and reminded him with a serious expression: "This is the green coin, you may have never seen it. A green coin can be exchanged for 1,000 copper plates. Put it away, don't lose it, this is not a small amount."

"Okay!"

Lin Zhao quickly packed up the money and looked happy. This kind of green coin is usually the ordinary people in the town have no chance to see it. Because it is too expensive, the green coin is minted by Shanhaisi of the Great Shang Dynasty, and the coins are refined and minted by spirit stones. Cultivators can directly refine the green coin into spiritual energy. Therefore, this kind of coin is more common in the mountains, and the common things in the world are still copper coins and gold and silver.

...

Each person had a small stool, Lin Zhao and Xiao Shitou sat in the kitchen, watching Jia Chong take meat from the stag.

"Why are you watching?" Jia Chong asked.

"I'm afraid that if you cut a lot of venison, we will suffer a loss." Xiao Shitou blinked and told the truth.

"Two little bastards!"

Jia Chong was so angry that his beard almost flew up: "I, Jia Chong, have been in business for many years, and I have only one word for it. When did I take advantage of others?"

Lin Zhao nodded: "Boss Jia is right, I think so too, Xiao Shitou, don't talk nonsense, just take Boss Jia tightly."

"Okay, Brother Lin Zhao!"

Xiao Shitou held his cheek with both hands and stared at Jia Chong's cut flesh, for fear that he would stuff two pieces into his crotch.

Jia Chong cut a piece of tender meat and asked the kitchen to cook it for Old Jianxian Han first. Of course, even if this piece of meat was given in vain, it was not worth mentioning at all. Lin Zhao narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything in his eyes. How could a business person be honest and not taking advantage of it? So where else can he do business?

...

Until late at night, most of the meat of a stag was cut off by Jia Chong. After that, Lin Zhao cleaned up the deer skin, big bones and the remaining venison, and took the little stone home. Then he worked hard again, cut all the meat into strips and air-dried, then chopped a few pieces of bones, added a large piece of meat, and put it in a pot to cook.

Afterwards, late at night, the two teenagers opened their boxing steps together, and in the yard, they beat the farmer three times with a dozen blows, sweated all over, and had a full meal, then fucked water with a bucket, and after taking a shower, they fell asleep with satisfaction.

...

The next day.

Lin Zhao still took Xiao Shitou early and returned late. In the morning, he practiced boxing under the stone bridge, fished, and went down to the ground cage. From a distance, he walked over and looked familiar. Huang Lin, last time, Lin Zhao almost died when he met the snow girl on Shilipo. In fact, it was thanks to him.

"Tsk tsk ~~~"

Huang Lin sat at the bridge, looking down at the two of them, and smiled and said, "Lin Zhao, your life is so great... The Zhao family can't kill you even if they call Zhao Yan, the sixth realm cultivator, back. Why don't you die by yourself if you are a little bastard?"

Lin Zhao frowned and said nothing.

"What did you say?"

Xiao Shitou was angry and raised his fist to Huang Lin on the bridge and said, "Why are you scolding Brother Lin Zhao?"

“Yo?”

Huang Lin narrowed his eyes and smiled, "When did there suddenly become a little bastard? Lin Zhao, you are very capable. Could it be that you were secretly having sex with a widow?"

Lin Zhao looked up gently: "Huang Lin, what do you want to do? There is no need to talk dirty here. If you don't feel happy about me, it's great to come and ask for a fight."

Huang Lin raised his eyebrows: "Okay, ask for boxing one game, ask for boxing one game. I just happened to have firmly consolidated the foundation of the second level martial artist. This is what you want to ask for boxing yourself."

"bring it on!"

Lin Zhao raised his hand gently and signaled: "Little Stone, please step back a little, don't hurt you."

"Um!"

Xiao Shitou stepped back more than ten steps and said, "Brother Lin Zhao, hit him until he knelt down and begged for mercy!"

"Don't worry, he didn't even have the chance to kneel down and beg for mercy."

...

"Arrogant!"

Huang Lin jumped down the stone bridge angrily, his whole body was filled with fist energy, and his feet fell heavily to the ground, shaking the fallen leaves on the grass. He touched his fists gently in front of his chest, but he still didn't know that Lin Zhao had already entered the blood-energing realm and said with a smile: "You dare to answer the question box of a martial artist in the blood-enering realm, I think you are just looking for death..."

Lin Zhao opened his fist and raised his eyebrows: "Come?"

"court death!"

Huang Lin shouted and punched the wind. Suddenly the air under the stone bridge was pressed to explode with a "pan" sound. This momentum was indeed quite intimidating.

However, Lin Zhao took a step back with one foot, his whole body's center of gravity slightly sinks, and his whole body is filled with a transcendent boxing intention, which is also a blood-activated state. However, Lin Zhao's boxing intention is more pure, and the polishing and tempering of his body are far from what Huang Lin can compare to. One is the children of a rich family, practicing with a pampered life, and the other is a poor boy who runs up and down the mountain for dozens of miles. He can bear any hardship for his livelihood. In contrast, Huang Lin's boxing intention and boxing principles have been steadily suppressed!

Bullfighting style!

"Peng!"

With a loud bang, Lin Zhao punched quickly. The next second, Huang Lin had already fallen and flew out. He was like a water float on the water surface of Baiyu Creek. Not only that, Lin Zhao's punch was exhausted. At the moment of contact, one of Huang Lin's arm bones was shattered. This pain was much more uncomfortable than cutting off an arm directly!

...

For Lin Zhao, this punch is not just a simple matter of asking for fist, but also a revenge!

If someone else punches me, I will give it back twice as much. This is the principle of the world.
Chapter completed!