The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 11 Growth
"The Six-Character Mantra?"

Professor Du asked in surprise, "You have talent, why don't you practice the Eight Brocades?"

Zhao Xiaochui started making things up: "The Eight Brocades and Five Animal Frolics are not enough to get started. Only the Six Healing Sounds will have an effect every time you practice them. Also, my talent is accurate acupoint recognition."

"What a genius!" Professor Du clicked his tongue as he looked the young man up and down, then shook his head regretfully and sauntered out. Just before leaving, he said, "Young lady, you're lucky. You've got a personal health kit with you."

Professor Du didn't specify which level of health care group it was, and the reason he didn't ask for Zhao Xiaochui's contact information despite such high praise was because he was a Western medicine orthopedic specialist.

The massage was completed after 10 minutes.

Zhao Xiaochui was soaked to the bone, but what made him even more uncomfortable was that a third of the heat had disappeared.

This couldn't dampen the chubby girl's good mood. Now she didn't have to be careful when standing or walking. She gestured to the coach to get Zhao Xiaochui two sets of sportswear, original Anta endorsement sets.

After changing his clothes, Zhao Xiaochui carefully packed another set and prepared to leave.

"How long can this last?" the chubby girl stopped him.

"Judging from your training intensity, I just examined the nearby muscles, and it's clear that your recent training has been much higher than usual. Your quadriceps can't support it anymore."

At this point, Zhao Xiaochui sighed. Chinese athletes have a tradition of turning the competition field and training ground into a battlefield and risking their lives. He didn't try to persuade them otherwise.

Are you planning to break the world record?

"..."

His only response was silence, and the sound of money arriving in his WeChat account.

Balance: 9236.3.
This highlights the importance of breaking into new markets. Even with a truly relaxed, door-to-door service like this, no matter how effective it is, 500 yuan is still considered expensive by some customers.

Massage parlors that charge 60 yuan don't have a large customer base; wealthy people wouldn't come here.

Zhao Xiaochui had never earned so much money before, nor had he ever owned such decent clothes.

On that day, he had everything.

"Zhao Xiaochui".

A call interrupted his joy.

"what?"

"Does it feel good?"

"Okay!" Zhao Xiaochui blurted out.

How could the thighs of a beautiful, professional athlete, with their fair and rounded shape, not feel good to the touch?
But is this something that can be admitted?
Amidst a burst of silvery laughter, Zhao Xiaochui fled in disarray.

…………

It was still early, so Zhao Xiaochui returned to the massage parlor and continued her shift.

Customers are coming in steadily.

The benefits of sixty yuan became apparent at this moment, with a steady stream of customers allowing Zhao Xiaochui to quickly replenish the lost heat.

He was not a scientist, nor did he have the habit of digging deep. As an ordinary person, he decided from the beginning to explore the flow of heat through practice.

He enjoyed the benefits of the heat flow, and he accepted any drawbacks as well.

So far, he has figured out a few things:
The heat flows in and out through the acupoints on the customer's body, so we can't say that he has accurately identified the acupoints. His hand is the ruler. Wherever he presses with the heat, that is the standard acupoint. How could the massage effect not be good?

The heat enters his body and circulates, the sensation is weak, and a small amount of heat will be stored in his limbs and bones, silently nourishing his body. When needed, this heat will flow out to repair the customer's body. This is the case when massaging Li Ying.

Very good. There is in and out, a cycle in the universe, just like how people are born, grow old, get sick and die, just like how money is earned and then spent. Even a cheat code cannot escape this law.

Fortunately, more and more middle-aged women are becoming regular customers of Zhao Xiaochui. They have money and free time, and they are more patient than young people.

No matter how long they waited during the day, they would still have Zhao Xiaochui massage them once. For 60 yuan, they would get two or three days of relief, which gradually made Zhao Xiaochui's legend spread among the middle-aged and elderly girls' groups and square dance groups in Fatou.

The stiffness and soreness in their bodies over the years are all accumulated negative energy, which is an important source of heat for Zhao Xiaochui.

Zhao Xiaochui wasn't impatient. So what if she was a middle-aged woman? She could bring warmth, and he even gave her 60 yuan. Ten minutes of massage, ten minutes of deep sleep, then he'd wake her up and move on to the next one.

He wasn't in a hurry. The daytime was dominated by middle-aged women, but the evenings would be filled with vibrant female college students and sophisticated, capable female office workers. When it comes to waiting to make a purchase, women are always more patient than men.

So when the plastic stools were placed outside the massage parlor, the regional manager of Zhenqingsong chain arrived.

This was the first time Zhao Xiaochui had seen him in both his lives, and he also knew why he hadn't seen him before—this was a franchise store, and the fat receptionist was actually the boss.

The manager looked on with envy at the busy Zhao Xiaochui:

"is it possible……"

"Go ask him." The plump receptionist looked reluctant, but she knew she wouldn't be able to keep this young man sooner or later.

"As long as he's willing."

"The young man refused very decisively." The regional manager sighed and walked away.

Upon hearing this, the chubby receptionist grinned happily, picked up the small bowl on the counter, and rubbed it, feeling the warm comfort in her stomach.

The small bowl was given to him by Zhao Xiaochui when he came back in the morning. He had spent a long time looking for it in the kitchen and told her that she could eat whatever she wanted for three meals a day, but not more than one bowl's worth.

Then, he pressed four acupoints on her back.

Spleen Shu (BL20), Stomach Shu (BL21)
The bloating in my stomach that I felt all day long is gone!

"This kid can definitely lose weight."

She happily shared the good news with her fellow group members.

"Don't worry, everyone. I'll ask him about the price later. Just say you have a bloated stomach, and don't mention dieting."

Once the group chat quieted down, the chubby receptionist finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaned out with difficulty, and watched the young man with great interest.

He's grown up too fast.

…………

The 5000 yuan brought not only changes to the account, but also personal growth.

After the customer fell asleep, Zhao Xiaochui turned around.

The massage bed that can be sunbathed is now his exclusive property, so he can see the condition of the other five beds at a glance.

It was completely full. Lao Gu and Da Qiao took turns, all of them male customers. The other three colleagues were also honest people. The customers said the pressure was not enough, so they wanted to press down on them with their whole bodies until their faces turned red.

For five years in his previous life, these people did not drive him away despite the constant troubles he brought to their door, not even until the very end!

"Brother Gu".

The massage parlor fell silent.

The technicians listened intently, while the onlookers stared wide-eyed.

Zhao Xiaochui went to the third massage bed, pulled his colleague off the customer, and grinned as he looked at his flushed face.

Useless effort.

But what can he say? How can people with severe visual impairments see the tiny print in textbooks? As for the free training teachers, will they have the patience to point them out one by one?
They have nothing. They come out of a shoddy training course and spend their whole lives in a 60-yuan massage parlor, eating cabbage and tofu, going through birth, aging, sickness, and death!
Zhao Xiaochui grabbed his colleague's hand: "Brother Gu, stick out your thumb."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the store, Zhao Xiaochui patted the customer on the bed: "Brother, relax."

"Hey hey~"

The male customer was overjoyed, his voice trembling with surprise: "Do whatever you want with the little hammer."

The technicians in the break room groped their way out. A customer stood up from the plastic stool, and the colleagues who were working stopped and peered out together with the customer who was lying on the bed.

At the front desk, Chen Guifen unplugged the electronic doorbell and closed the door.

Perhaps some people have already realized that this is a small massage parlor that costs 60 yuan.

What is coming?

(End of this chapter)