Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 127 Looking for trouble! (Please subscribe)

  The next day,

   early morning,

  Zhang Jing sat cross-legged, let out a long breath of foul air,

  He got up early and performed the Jingtao Kungfu several times.

   Zhang Jing opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed by.

  Now Jingtao Kungfu has reached its limit, Zhang Jing doesn't know it's time to break through.

   Only know that the first-class state is innate, but what is innate?

  The day after tomorrow returns to the nature?

   Zhang Jing didn't know, and no one told him.

   After finishing these things, the most important thing is to find a book of innate skills, Zhang Jing secretly thought.

But,

   Are innate skills so easy to obtain?

   It's hard to find even the exercises of True Qi Realm, let alone others.

but,

   It's not easy to find, but you have to find it. You can't stay in the first-class state all your life.

  After Zhang Jing used his breakfast, he was ready to find this Zhu Laojiu.

  Chengbei is the place with the most vendors in Yancheng.

   Especially pork sellers, Zhang Jing made a rough check, and there were seven or eight of them.

   It seems that the conditions of the people in Yancheng are good.

   Zhang Jing searched for a while, and finally found a person whose body shape was similar to the person in the portrait.

  Compared with other butchers, that person is thinner.

  Business is not very good, but it doesn't seem to care much.

  The most notable feature of Zhu Laojiu is that there is a mole at the corner of his mouth.

  But the man's face was rosy, there was nothing on his face, and it was very clean.

  Zhang Jing, of course, will not be deceived so easily, after all, he has a human skin mask, and after wearing it, it is like a completely different person.

   As for whether it is true or not, just try it and you will know!

   Zhang Jing approached, and the vendor covered his face with a cattail fan and was resting. It seemed that he didn't notice Zhang Jing's arrival.

  It is now close to noon, and the vendor seems to be out of business.

   "Boom, boom, boom," Zhang Jing knocked on the table.

  The vendor took down the palm-leaf fan and saw Zhang Jing with a smile on his face.

   "How about some pork?" The vendor smiled.

   "Of course I come here to buy meat," Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes.

   "How much do you want?" The vendor picked up a knife, as if preparing to cut Zhang Jing's meat.

   "Here's ten catties of lean meat, chopped into sausages, not a little fat," Zhang Jing's mouth hooked.

   "Hey, okay, wait a moment," the vendor cut off a large piece of lean meat from the side, put it on a sticky board and started chopping.

  Chopping meat, especially minced meat, is a waste of effort.

  Zhang Jing has been observing the person in front of him, but no trace of martial arts can be seen no matter in terms of sword technique or body shape.

   Did you find the wrong one?

   Or is Zhu Laojiu hiding too well?

   After waiting for a while, the vendor picked up a lotus leaf and wrapped the saozi.

   Then, he handed it to Zhang Jing and said with a smile, "Guest officer, your meat."

   Zhang Jing took a look at him, and there seemed to be a little sweat on his forehead.

   "Give me another ten catties of fat meat, and also chop it into simmered meat, don't want any lean meat," Zhang Jing said, looking at the vendor.

  The vendor raised his head and glanced at Zhang Jing, squinted his eyes and said, "What do you want this fat meat sausage for?"

   "You don't care what I do, just do it for you," Zhang Jing raised his chin and glanced at the vendor.

   "Okay, wait a moment, sir," the vendor nodded silently.

  Afterwards, another large piece of fat was cut off and began to chop up.

   "Boom boom boom,"

   Chopped very quickly, Zhang Jing observed his arms, they were tight and powerful, and seemed to have some rhythm.

   "This is your fat meat saozi," the vendor forced a smile.

  The corners of Zhang Jing's mouth slightly raised and he said: "Give me another ten catties of cartilage, if you can't see the meat, you have to cut it into saozi."

   "Is this guest officer here to make trouble?" The vendor frowned, as if he sensed something was wrong.

   "Why, I'm here to take care of your business, but you say I'm here to provoke trouble, and it's unreasonable," Zhang Jing raised his eyebrows.

  The two sides looked at each other for a while, but Zhang Jing did not show any weakness. In the end, the vendors were defeated.

   "Okay, I'll do it," the vendor looked at Zhang Jing in silence for a while,

  Turn around and pick up another piece of cartilage and start chopping.

   Zhang Jing didn't find any flaws, but he has already confirmed that even if the person in front of him is not Zhu Laojiu, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

  If it was really a pork dealer, he would have turned against Zhang Jing long ago,

   And he didn't dare to turn his back on him, this is exactly where Zhang Jing suspected him.

  Because Zhang Jing obviously came to pick things up,

  Ordinary people really can't bear this tone!

  However, he endured it.

  The butcher wrapped ten catties of cartilage and put it together with the previous lean and fat meat.

   "Guest officer, your cartilage is healed," the vendor still put on some smiling faces.

   It seems that he is not angry because of what happened just now.

   "Do you want anything else?" The vendor smiled and asked politely.

   "Since you've said that, then I'll just forget it," Zhang Jing waved his hand in a dispirited manner.

  Now that the identity has been confirmed, Zhang Jing is unwilling to waste any more time here.

   "Hehe, it's six taels of silver," the vendor said with a smile.

  Zhang Jing nodded. It seems that the pork here is not cheap, and it is not affordable for ordinary people.

  Afterwards, he took out a piece of silver from the money bag in his arms and threw it to the street vendor. This piece of silver weighed seven or eight taels to say the least.

   "You don't need to look for it, the rest is just hard work."

  The vendor reached out to take it, and immediately beamed with joy: "Then thank you for the reward. Eat well and come back next time."

   "Hehe, yes," Zhang Jing chuckled at him, then turned and left.

  Watching Zhang Jing's figure gradually walk away, the smile on the vendor's face turned gloomy, with murderous intent in his eyes.

   Yes,

  He is Zhu Laojiu.

   "Who is this person? Or am I too sensitive?" Many thoughts flashed through Zhu Laojiu's mind at this moment.

  He could feel a burst of true energy from Zhang Jing, but it wasn't very strong, and his strength should not be very good. After all, he might not be in his thirties, so how strong could he be?

   "It seems that we have to change another place," Zhu Laojiu thought to himself.

  Whether it’s true or not, it’s better to be on the safe side. If it doesn’t work, go to the Central Plains. Although there are so many strong people in the Central Plains,

  However, a second-rate expert can survive very well.

  The reason why I set up a stall here is not to experience life,

   Rather, hiding in the mountains alone is too boring,

  Afterwards, Zhu Laojiu had to go out to get some fresh air, otherwise he would have to drive him crazy.

  Even in the mood to practice kung fu, I simply opened a pork stall in Yancheng,

   It’s not for making money, what can this little money do?

   Taking out one of those pills and selling them is enough to earn more than ten days' worth of money.

  The main reason is to relax. He reached the second-rate peak early, but he was unable to break through the first-rate state.

  He wanted to come out and do some activities, to see if he could have an opportunity to make a breakthrough.

  (end of this chapter)