Blood surges from the bones. It takes several months to clear the three levels of skin, meat and bone. However, the blood level and the bone level are one bulge and one plate, and they are the exterior and interior of each other. After refining the bone level and then refining the blood level, the speed of completing the level will be several times faster than the first three levels. Liang Qu estimated that based on his own progress, it would only take half a month to pass the test and become a real martial artist. When the internal organs are refined, the upper and lower parts are integrated into one body, and become a galloping horse martial artist, able to hold dozens of galloping horses in his arms without moving an inch. A martial artist at the galloping horse level will be looked down upon by everyone, let alone a small town, even in a county or a mansion. To serve in the government, unless you are in a special place like the imperial capital, Jinling, where there are as many martial artists as dogs, you must at least start as a high-ranking official, and being a clerk would be an insult. Liang Qu pumped Qi into his marrow, and his blood surged like a river tide, with a faint white smoke glowing all over his body. There is no place in the whole body where the blood does not flow. The blood flows and the whole body feels comfortable. After a few sticks of incense, Liang Qu took a long breath and stretched his limbs. The sleepiness caused by the late night disappeared without a trace.
This kind of ultimate comfort is difficult to describe in words. If I had to describe it, Liang Qu felt a bit like discovering that something was just a false alarm. Everything fell into place smoothly and was extremely solid. A half-waning moon hung in the night sky. Liang Qu took off his shoes and socks, sat on the edge of the boat, and soaked his bare feet in the water. In early April, the unique coldness of the river water penetrated into the skin along every pore, and then jumped up the body along the spine. Warriors have a strong physique and are not afraid of severe cold and heat, but this does not mean that they cannot feel severe cold and heat. On the contrary, a warrior's perception of cold and heat will be more acute, and it will be easier to feel changes in the external environment. However, this cold air cannot penetrate into the heart and lungs, and there is a life fire in the chest to resist it. Liang Qu is even more special. His body is in harmony with the spiritual spirit and he is naturally close to the water. When the water monkeys are white, it is mostly winter. At that time, the body is weak and it is difficult to lift heavy objects. It instinctively resists the cold water and cannot even feel the cold. This is actually a disguised form of weakening. Later, he transformed into a Ze Tao, and this ability became freely retractable. Thinking about it now, half a year has passed in a flash. From a frail fisherman boy to Mr. Liang who is praised by everyone in the town. If Xu Yuelong is involved with a group of teachers and friends in the county, they are all considered to have some connections in the imperial capital. There is no longer the feeling of strangeness and loneliness that first arrived, and I have firmly taken root. "call." Liang Qu sat on the boat and looked at the broad surface of the river and the cascading waves, doing nothing, just like a child looking at the ants moving before the rain. Just looking at it was completely satisfying. ... "Master, do you want to have breakfast?" There was a knock on the door.
Liang Qu opened his eyes and sat up. He was confused for a while before he remembered the problem. "Eat! I brought back some pieces of fish last night. You cut them into slices and add some green vegetables to make fish porridge! Make more, and those who work for the Third Hospital will bring a basin over too!" "Sure, I'll do it right away." The yard became quiet, except for the chirping of birds. Liang Qu got up, took out the tooth powder, washed up, picked up the waves, and practiced in the courtyard. A layer of hot sweat breaks out, and the hot porridge is ready. The aunt in charge of cooking moved out a wooden table and placed it in the courtyard, and then brought out a casserole full of fish porridge. The thick aroma of rice mixed with the delicious flavor of fish wafted out, making people's fingers twitch. Liang Qu sat down and pulled up his sleeves to greet the craftsmen in the yard: "Put your work aside and come over to have breakfast to warm yourself up. The bowl is next to you. You can eat as much as you like." The brick-laying craftsman poked his head out of the pool pit and said, "Master Liang, we have all eaten this morning. You are too polite." "Yes, we came here to eat." "Can you eat the same thing as me? What's in the pot is the fish demon's meat. You'll feel more energetic after eating it. Don't talk nonsense, come here and get a bowl and chopsticks!" Everyone gulped when they heard it was fish monster meat. Liu Quanfu came in from the backyard at this time, followed by a group of workers. He was the first to pick up the bowl: "You still don't know who Mr. Liang is. There is no such shop in this village. Eat early and go to work early!" Liu Quanfu, the most senior person, expressed his position, and the pressure in the rest of the people gradually disappeared. One after another, they came up to serve porridge, stood or squatted with bowls in their hands, and started drinking. The cooking lady also brought out the second pot and the third pot, not afraid that it would not be enough. Liang Qu moved the little maza next to Liu Quanfu. "Uncle Fu, how's the situation with my boat? Can it be done?" The reason why he can give a price of one hundred taels a piece is that the return is large enough. Not to mention the remains of the monster beasts that the toad ate, there might be something good in the ships it collected. On the other hand, it is really difficult. Even if it is a model building ship, it is not small at seven or eight meters. It is three-dimensional and capped, which is more complicated than ordinary awning ships. Each piece of wood needs to be weighed, cut and riveted. It is normal for the entire ship to be built with tens of thousands of pieces of wood. It is a real and meticulous job, no simpler than building a house. If he could do it alone, it might take him a year. Liu Quanfu had seven or eight apprentices to help him, and it would probably take him a month. Liang Qu is not a stingy person. It is normal to give more money when life is difficult. It is meaningless to save that little. Liu Quanfu wiped his mouth: "In the past two days, I went back to draw the drawings and made some estimates. It can be done without launching a water ride. My apprentices are already working on it. We should be able to get one before the summer solstice." Liang Qu was overjoyed: "Then I'll have to trouble Uncle Fu with some snacks." Liu Quanfu nodded, but he still felt strange: "Master, this boat was built without passengers, so what is its use? Can you tell me the truth, so I know what it is." "Hey, Uncle Fu, to be honest, I know a big guy outside, and he likes this, especially boats. The more exquisite the better, and the more masts the better.
But a big boat is valuable, and there is no place for it at home, so I can only play with small ones, put them at home, and feel comfortable. So it doesn't matter whether it can be used or not, as long as it looks good! But it can't be too fragile, and it won't fall apart if you pinch it. That's not good." Liu Quanfu suddenly realized. It's normal for the powerful to like anything. A coral plant costs thousands of taels of silver, and there was an emperor in the previous dynasty who liked to be a carpenter. Clearly the purpose, Liu Quanfu had a rough idea in his mind. "Okay, now I have an idea! I'll go back and revise the blueprints. I guarantee that I'll get a small building boat of seven or eight meters for the boss before the summer solstice!" "Uncle Fu, I believe in your craftsmanship. There are so many people in Yixing City. Which household doesn't ask you to look after their house?" Liu Quanfu waved his hands repeatedly: "Haha, it's all empty name, empty name." After chatting with Liu Quanfu for a while, Liang Qu moved his stool to the side of several masons who were building the water pool. "A Quan, A Jin, how did you get leave yesterday to measure the land? Did you make any progress?" A Quan put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and sighed. "What's the expression on your face? What happened?" Liang Qu wanted to see what the new county magistrate was going to do from the hands of several people, but he looked like something was wrong. A Jin on the side said: "The land was measured, but the higher-ups have no intention of redistributing it. They just asked those who missed to pay to make up for it and add it to the government warehouse. Moreover, I saw with my own eyes that several masters' land was not measured at all!" When this was said, several people around had something to say. "It's the same as if the land was measured in vain. It has nothing to do with us at all." "I thought the land in the east could be returned to me, but it turned out to be a fart." "Do you think all masters are like Master Liang? Bah, nine out of ten don't spit out bones! And one even hugged his concubine!" "Hey, hey, hey, you can't say that." Liang Qu stopped talking quickly. It would be inappropriate to say anything more. Everyone was silent. "So according to you, you want those ruffians to spit out the grain? It's not much, right?" Liang Qu asked. "Who knows? Maybe the county magistrate doesn't want that little grain." "That's not true. At least it's true that the road construction is going on. Many people who can't afford to eat have gone to work." "Hey, the price of rice is getting more and more expensive. It was only seven or eight cents a pound last year, but now it has risen to seventeen or eighteen cents. A dou of rice costs three cents of silver. Who can afford it? I can't afford it soon." Liang Qu was puzzled: "Didn't other places transport grain here? Why is the price of grain still so expensive?" "Boss, you are joking. How can the disaster grain be eaten? It can only solve the emergency. Before this year's rice is planted, I estimate that the price of grain will not go down." "If there is no disaster grain, it may cost twenty-three or twenty-four per pound. This is considered good." Everyone sighed when they heard it. Ah Jin finished his last mouthful of porridge and put down his bowl and chopsticks: "I heard that the new county magistrate is going to hold a boat race. People from all over the country can participate. Winners can get money!"
"It's so fancy. I don't have time to farm, so how can I have time for boat races?" "That's true, but I heard from my neighbor's second sister-in-law that the county government is almost ready. Tomorrow the new county magistrate will go for the dragon and burn three fires."