Wang Feng's father left, but he did not leave Wang Feng the money he spent on his life, which made Wang Feng extremely depressed.

When Wang Dao was there, Wang Feng didn’t have to worry about this matter at all. His father seemed to have endless money to spend, but when Wang Dao left, how could he forget such an important thing?

"Dad, you must have done it on purpose!" Wang Feng sat in front of the dining table, looking at the empty dining table, and muttering to himself with anger.

In the past, when Wang Feng returned home, the meal had already been set up at the dinner table. Now, when Wang Dao left, not only did he not leave a penny, but no one had cooked for him, which made Wang Feng even more depressed.

"It seems that I will learn to make money in the future, but what are you doing?" Wang Feng thought depressedly.

After thinking about it, I never thought of any way to make money, but this matter is urgent. I must think of a solution as soon as possible, otherwise he will not be hungry in a long time.

Guru, Guru, Wang Feng's stomach screamed in discomfort. Wang Feng stood up helplessly and went to the kitchen to look at it. He found that there were still some vegetables in the kitchen and the rice left over yesterday. So Wang Feng fryed a plate of vegetables himself and filled his stomach randomly.

When Wang Feng was five years old, Wang Dao forced him to start learning about cooking. Although Wang Feng didn't need to cook, he was still very clear about how to cook.

After filling his stomach, Wang Feng saw that it was already six o'clock in the evening, so he walked to the bathroom. He first burned a large wooden bucket of hot water, then walked to the front of the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator and took out a plastic bag containing black liquid from it. There were many such plastic bags in the refrigerator.

Holding a plastic bag, I poured the black liquid inside into the large wooden barrel. Suddenly, a pungent smell of herbal medicine spread out and spread throughout the bathroom.

"Panqi, white grass, small thistle, Puhuang, chicken blood vine... Hey, how do I know these things?" Smelling the herb smell emitted from the big wooden barrel, a lot of things suddenly surged out of Wang Feng's mind, all about various herbs, and there was a prescription.

Wang Dao taught Wang Feng a lot of things, but he didn't teach him these things, so when he smelled the smell of herbs and the knowledge came out of his mind, Wang Feng was stunned.

"Is it related to the jade pendant?" Wang Feng, who was stunned for a while, suddenly thought of this question.

Yesterday, the complete "Trial of War" appeared in his mind, and now knowledge about these herbs appeared again, which made Wang Feng immediately think of the jade pendant and quickly picked it up and looked at it carefully.

However, except for his jade pendant becoming a little better, he could not see any other changes, which disappointed Wang Feng.

But then when Wang Dao thought of what Wang Dao said, Wang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up and he muttered to himself, "Dad said that a lot of red lights emerged from the jade pendant and drilled into my brain. Could it be that the knowledge of these herbs also comes from the jade pendant?"

This idea made Wang Feng suddenly excited. Although he didn't know what he had gotten from the jade pendant, he would always know it in the future, so Wang Feng was not in a hurry.

"Hehe, maybe I will be better than my dad in the future. What's the point of Gangjin!" Wang Feng said excitedly, holding the jade pendant.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Feng quickly recalled the knowledge that appeared in his mind. Suddenly, Wang Feng's eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "I have it, I know how to make money!"

Wang Feng was still worried about how to make money, but after these knowledge about herbs appeared in his mind, Wang Feng immediately thought of a way to make money, that is, dig herbs!

Every day on the first and fifteenth day of the day, Dashan Town is in the market. On Sundays, Wang Feng would go to the market with his friends. He remembered that there were vendors collecting herbs at the market, and the prices of herbs were not low.

With the knowledge of herbs that popped up in his mind, Wang Feng could dig herbs in the mountains and then take them to the market to sell them so that he would not have to go hungry in the future.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng was a little excited and really wanted to take action immediately.

However, seeing that the hot water in the wooden bucket was already a little cold, Wang Feng quickly took off all his clothes and sat inside the wooden bucket.

Taking a bath is definitely a rare enjoyment for ordinary people, but it is a torment for Wang Feng. This torment has lasted for four years since he was four years old and will continue.

Shortly after Wang Feng sat in the wooden barrel, Wang Feng frowned and kept sucking the air conditioner. Sweat as big as beans flowed down his forehead. It was obvious that Wang Feng was suffering tremendous pain at this time.

However, Wang Feng gritted his teeth and persevered. He didn't know why Wang Dao had to suffer such torture in the past, but now he understood that because of the knowledge and prescriptions about herbs that poured out from his mind, Wang Feng knew that he had insufficient blood in nature and that he was taking a medicine bath.

Previously, when Wang Feng smelled the smell of these black herbs cooked by Wang Dao, knowledge about these herbs and a prescription were poured out in his mind, which recorded the use of these herbs.

Replenishing qi and blood, strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence are the greatest uses of this bag of herbs. The torture Wang Feng has suffered over the past four years to make his physique better, which shows that Wang Dao has done a good job.

Wang Feng gritted his teeth and persevered. He had been doing four years. Although he still felt a piercing pain in taking a bath now, Wang Feng was already a little used to it and was not unbearable.

When the hot water in the barrel completely cooled down and Wang Feng could not feel any pain, Wang Feng came out of the barrel, wiped his body, let the water in the barrel go away, looked at the time, and arrived at the second floor.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening, and Wang Feng walked to the study on the second floor alone and started what he wanted to do tonight.

I saw Wang Feng spread the rice paper on the desk, then grinding ink by himself, and starting to practice calligraphy. This thing started from Wang Feng's four years old to eight years old, and now Wang Feng has written beautiful characters.

After practicing calligraphy for half an hour, Wang Feng began to copy the Chinese paintings hanging in the study. These were all obtained by Wang Dao from somewhere, and Wang Feng had to copy them all exactly the same.

After copying for an entire hour, it was already 8:30 in the evening. Wang Feng put down his brush, shook his slightly sore arm, and then sat in front of the piano in a corner of the study and started playing it gently. Soon, the beautiful sound of the piano lingered in the study.

After practicing for another hour, at 9:30 pm, Wang Feng stopped practicing the piano, but got up and walked to the bookshelf to take out a thread-bound book. When he opened it, he found that there were chess scores inside, and Wang Feng started to recite them carefully.

All these things were asked by Wang Dao to do this since he was four years old. Wang Feng didn't know why Wang Dao asked him to learn these things for, but now he has a vague understanding.

Dad had a premeditation. In order to leave today, he started training himself to learn these things four years ago. This made Wang Feng develop a habit. When Wang Dao really leaves, Wang Feng will still learn like this.

Although he had insight into his father's conspiracy, Wang Feng did not stop because he knew that Wang Dao did this for his own good. Anyway, he was used to these things. If he didn't study at night, he would really not get used to them.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Feng finally put down the chess record, stretched his body, went downstairs to the backyard, stood under the big tree in the backyard, and stood in a very strange position, standing motionless.

Standing in a stance is also what Wang Dao asked Wang Feng to do when he was four years old. Now he has been persisting for four years.

The posture Wang Feng posed was the standing posture recorded on the Wang family’s ancestral tactics. By standing, the purpose of refining muscle and tendon keys can be achieved, so as to understand the mystery of Mingjin more quickly.

Mingjin is the first realm of practicing martial arts that Wang Dao and Wang Feng said. As the name suggests, Mingjin is to understand the methods and techniques of using force, so as to achieve the purpose of exercising muscles and tendons.

In this state, the main thing is to exert force from the muscles. Once you understand the Ming energy, you can make every effort explode fully and smoothly! At this stage, the force emitted is mainly strong and strong, and the action opens and closes, and it is full of power.

Of course, it also needs to be combined with softness, otherwise just being strong and fierce may leave hidden injuries.

Wang Feng had already understood the mystery of Mingjin when he was five years old. He knew all the ways of using Mingjin to exert force in the battle tactics, but Wang Feng could not fight it!

This is because Wang Feng lacks qi and blood, and the secret injuries he received in his womb have not been cured yet. Therefore, even if Wang Feng understands the mystery of Mingjin's power, he still cannot produce a smooth punch with sufficient strength.

He started standing at 10 o'clock. After half an hour, Wang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up and a look of surprise appeared on his face, because for the first time he felt a little hot and swelling in his lower abdomen, and it spread rapidly to his whole body, making Wang Feng feel a boiling feeling instantly.

Seeing this, Wang Feng punched forward directly, and a crisp sound exploded in front of Wang Feng. Then Wang Feng was sweating profusely. In an instant, his clothes became wet, and his whole body was even more full of breath, panting, and slumping on the ground.

"Mingjin! I'm playing Mingjin!" Wang Feng cheered.

Wang Feng, who has been standing in a stance for four years, has played Mingjin for the first time today, which naturally surprised Wang Feng. However, after the surprise, Wang Feng quickly calmed down, carefully savored his feelings just now, and thought about why this situation happened.

Because of the lack of congenital qi and blood, Wang Feng could not produce Mingjin at all before he was completely cured, but he actually produced Mingjin tonight. What's going on?

"Is it also related to the red lights my dad said?" Wang Feng thought in his heart.

Wang Dao told Wang Feng that the red light shot out of the stone man's eyes hit the ancestral jade pendant, and then a lot of red light appeared on the ancestral jade pendant last night, and all of them were drilled into his head.

Wang Feng originally thought that the red lights brought him only knowledge of battle tactics and herbs. Now it seems that the red lights have a therapeutic effect on his innate qi and blood deficiency? This immediately made Wang Feng excited.

He quickly got up, and Wang Feng started standing in a stance again. He wanted to verify whether his secret injury had healed. Sure enough, half an hour later, a warm feeling surged from Wang Feng's lower abdomen, which made Wang Feng excited again.

"It's really much better! Haha, I can become a master in the future!" Wang Feng cheered excitedly.

Without punching again, with Wang Feng's current strength, it was already the limit to hit the punch just now. However, as long as you continue to stand in a stance and simmer the muscles in the future, Wang Feng's power will become stronger and stronger, and the Mingjin he hit will naturally become more powerful.

He stood still until twelve o'clock, and then Wang Feng climbed back to the second floor bedroom with his tired body and fell asleep.

At six o'clock the next morning, Wang Feng got up again on time. After washing up, he made some food by himself and walked towards the school. Because he was thinking about making money, Wang Feng carried a bamboo basket from home and took a small shovel.

When he arrived at the school, Wang Feng placed the bamboo basket under the desk. Because the teacher had not arrived yet, Abao, who was sitting on Wang Feng's right, looked at the bamboo basket under Wang Feng's desk and asked in a low voice, "Wang Feng, what are you doing with these?"

"Abao, you don't know. My dad left me and ran away from home alone. He hadn't left me with a penny yet. I'll be hungry in two days." Wang Feng immediately pretended to be pitiful when he saw Abao asking him.

After hearing Wang Feng's words, Abao showed a look of surprise on his delicate little face, and then asked Wang Feng with concern, "Have your dad really left you and ran away from home?"

Wang Feng looked at Abao's appearance and nodded pitifully. Suddenly, Abao's sympathy spread and he said to Wang Feng, "Then come to my house for dinner. My dad and mom will help you."

"Really? Then we are just a family?" Wang Feng said in surprise after hearing Abao's words.

Abao obviously understood what Wang Feng meant by family, because when they were playing house when they were young, Wang Feng always wanted to form a family with her, so after hearing Wang Feng's words, Abao immediately blushed.

"If you talk nonsense, I will ignore you." Abao said to Wang Feng with a flushed face.

Wang Feng looked at Abao with a flushed face and found that Abao was even more beautiful at this time, and he immediately giggled. However, at this time the teacher came in. Wang Feng quickly put away his smirk and recited the text with other classmates.

After the whole day of class, the bell rang again for school. Wang Feng packed his schoolbag, picked up the bamboo basket and walked outside. Seeing this, Abao asked Wang Feng, "Wang Feng, do you really want to collect herbs?"

"Of course, I want to collect herbs and sell them for money, otherwise I will really let you raise me?" Wang Feng said with a wicked smile.

After hearing this, Abao's face turned red again, but thinking that Wang Feng was very pitiful now, Abao said to Wang Feng, "Then I'll go collecting herbs with you. I know a lot of medicinal herbs."

Wang Feng was just asking for such a request. After hearing Abao's words, Wang Feng immediately smiled and said, "I knew Abao was the best for me."

After hearing Wang Feng's words, Abao's face turned red a little more, he gave Wang Feng a blank look and stopped saying a word.

Seeing this, Wang Feng smiled, carried his schoolbag and bamboo basket and walked outside with Abao. Who knew that at this time, Wang Dali chased after him and said to Wang Feng, "Wang Feng, are you going to collect herbs? I'll help you too."

After hearing Wang Dali's words, Wang Feng was speechless. Originally, he and Abao were in a good world, but Wang Dali wanted to intervene, which made Wang Feng want to kick Wang Dali away with one kick. Of course, the premise is that he has that strength.

However, seeing that Wang Dali and him had "sharing weal and woe" with him the day before yesterday, Wang Feng did not refuse and nodded and agreed.
Chapter completed!