Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 19 Strategy
After listening to Instructor Lin's description, Chen Shunan...

The dragon returns to the sea, its bones resounding with thunderous roars, concealing its blood!

Pursue the essence of the pearl, mobilize the vital energy to nourish the body and fight the enemy!
The jade-woven garment is impervious to swords and spears, and unaffected by water and fire, locking in vital energy and blood!

At this moment, the cultivation of the second-rate realm was clearly and unambiguously laid out before Chen Shunan.

Chen Shunan also raised his doubts about martial arts, such as "Can the vibration of joints be started with the less important small joints first?", "Vibration of the skull and internal organs", and "Martial arts styles share the same origin"...

Coach Lin chuckled.

"The idea of ​​tempering the toes and metacarpals from the smallest details is utter nonsense, the view of fools! If you are strong here and weak there, when the force is applied to the whole body, won't it be like fragile porcelain, cracking at the slightest touch?!"

In the end, there was only one hardest spot on his entire body?
The sound of rumbling bones reverberates throughout the marrow, and each vibration must spread throughout the entire body! It's just that due to the varying amounts of Qi and blood seeds, the formed jade-like garment may not be able to cover the skull, genitals, and other hidden and vulnerable areas.

That's how the rumor spread, saying that I, Lin Shouzhou, had only tempered my skull and hadn't yet achieved full mastery of bone tempering. That only fools laymen!

Coach Lin drank almost the entire pot of herbal tea, yet his stomach showed no signs of swelling.

He continued to explain: "As for the internal organs and brain during the shock... they naturally need to be nourished by powerful medicines and protected by external objects."

"As for the issue of sharing the same ancestry, it's too far removed from your current level of understanding. It would be pointless to discuss it, so it's better not to say anything."

Upon hearing this, Chen Shunan stood up straight and solemnly clasped his hands in greeting to Instructor Lin.
"Thank you for your guidance, Coach Lin."

Instructor Lin waved his hand and said, "We're all brothers. If you can really break through to the second rank, I'll get more credit from the boss. Besides, you are, after all, the son-in-law of the Zhang family. You can get access to these things sooner or later as long as you put in the effort."

Chen Shunan didn't say much and sat back down.

The curtain was lifted, and the shopkeeper and Wan Niang came in carrying a wooden tray.

When Wan Niang saw Chen Shun'an, her gaze remained unchanged, clearly indicating that the shopkeeper had informed her in advance.

The two placed the braised beef, hen and ginseng soup, and bird's nest stewed duck on the table and then slowly left.

There were six people at the table, but there were nine dishes and two soups!

And each dish is served in a fairly large portion.

Chen Shunan, with his sharp eyes, also spotted a jar of anchovy soup!
Judging from its color and smell, it is younger and smaller than the one Chen Shunan bought before.

Even so, Chen Shunan only estimated that this meal would probably cost around three taels of silver, which is almost a month's wages for Chen Shunan!

"Extravagant! Degenerate! ... Luckily, I'm the one enjoying it."

Chen Shunan didn't stand on ceremony and decisively picked up his chopsticks, wielding them with lightning speed.

The rest of the people, including Coach Lin, only had elegant movements, but none of them chewed slowly.

Especially Instructor Lin, whose snow-white teeth were like guillotines. Whether it was bone or beef tendon, once it passed through his mouth, it would turn into powder and mincemeat, a feast for the stomach.

A gentle breeze lifted a corner of the curtain.

The stuffy, hot air in the lobby clung to Chen Shunan's calves.

It resembles old grime and grease.

Separated only by a wall, Instructor Lin and his companions enjoyed medicinal delicacies and a gentle breeze.

Meanwhile, the men outside were huddled around a table, eating offal and rice, sweating profusely.

At that moment, Chen Shunan felt that the food in his hands suddenly tasted exceptionally sweet.

He decided to hold onto this job tightly.

……

Wanlong Mill.

The main hall was bright and spacious, with piles of rice stacked high. Dozens of apprentices were carrying large stone mortars and pounding the rice in them.

The sounds of arguing came from the storeroom behind the mill.

The apprentices had solemn expressions, their eyes fixed straight ahead, not daring to glance at the warehouse.

"Manager Xiang! Those bastards on Weihang Street are going too far!! Especially Lin Shouzhou, who attacked from behind, look how badly he hurt Brother Zhuang..."

"That's right! And that guy surnamed Liu, I almost lost my lineage!"

"And there was someone who stepped on my head, I think his name was Chen Shunan?" Inside the warehouse.

A group of wounded and defeated soldiers, with medicine applied and legs bound, wailed in pain. Everyone who could walk from the morning's fighting had come.

At this moment, everyone looked at the leader.

The leader was of medium height, with a fair complexion and a handsome appearance; he was the manager of Wanlong Mill.

He solemnly promised the shopkeeper,
"Brothers, rest assured, once I meet with the master, I will certainly mobilize troops and generals to avenge you all! I will make those bastards from Weiheng Street come to our door to apologize!!"

With permission granted, everyone left satisfied, leaving only Manager Xiang and Zhuang Kun inside.

Although he had taken powerful healing medicine to set his bones and remove bruises, Zhuang Kun was still pale and barely breathing. He would not recover without several months of recuperation.

Zhuang Kun's face showed hatred: "Manager Xiang, count me in when you're mobilizing troops! Lin Shouzhuo is arrogant and domineering, I'll definitely get my revenge!"

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper glanced at Zhuang Kun with a puzzled expression and said...

"I lied to them, and you actually believed me?"

Zhuang Kun was stunned.

"I can't beat Lin Shouzhou, and my boss can't beat Zhao Guangxi either. How are we supposed to get revenge? I was hoping you guys would annoy them, but who knew you'd be so useless?"

He shrugged at the shopkeeper and counted the brown rice, polished rice, and bran in the warehouse.

The rice pounding mill does not produce value, but it can still plunder and take away value from passing geese.

The rice bran in the warehouse is all 'losses' from mortar-grown rice.

"So that's it?"

"There's no other way, I'll just have to hold on for now. My skills are inferior, so I can only lie low and wait for the right opportunity..."

A cold glint flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes before he glanced at Zhuang Kun and asked,
"How's it going with the task I assigned you?"

Zhuang Kun's expression immediately sharpened, and he said in a solemn voice,
"The first batch of goods has already been sold through Yin Qian Cui of the Ghost Market. The effects are amazing, it's practically a panacea! Those who burn incense and oil can't live without it..."

The shopkeeper nodded in satisfaction.

"That's good. Hurry up and move the rest of the goods to the rice warehouse in the suburbs."

The Twelve Trades of the Southern Prefecture somehow obtained this stuff. As long as one takes it regularly, it can make one's mind clear and one's physical strength enhanced, without any drug resistance or side effects, it's just a bit expensive..."

Zhuang Kun said softly, "But once the supply is cut off, the person who cooks will suffer a fate worse than death, with headaches, insomnia, and becoming emaciated. Isn't that a bit too much..."

"What, can't bear it anymore?"

"No, what I mean is that it's too wasteful. Why not take this opportunity to monopolize the county's painkillers and sleeping pills, and open more funeral clothing shops and coffin makers..."

"Haha, this is interesting!"

He nodded slightly to the shopkeeper and smiled.

"However, our vision was still too narrow, and we only did small-scale operations. Hibiscus ointment is expensive and scarce, so we can't sell it in the early stages; we can only give it away!"

"Send it?" Zhuang Kun looked confused.

"Given to the fallen princes, to the top-notch warriors with no hope of advancement, to the talented but poor scholars eager to enter officialdom and join the army, and to the officials who are tired of fine food and beautiful women..."

Xiang the shopkeeper's gaze was deep, and his voice was icy.

"By forming alliances and binding the interests of these people firmly to my Duifang... then Lin Shouzhou, Zhao Guangxi, and even the Dadu Water Merchants Association will be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, easily destroyed in the blink of an eye!"

Zhuang Kun's face immediately changed color, and he remained speechless for a long time.

The more he thought about it, the more profound the meaning of these words seemed to be. He could almost see the magnificent millstone, the water pit firmly trampled underfoot in the future.

Zhuang Kun said with reverence,
"My brother-in-law is so insightful and makes perfect sense!"

He nodded to the shopkeeper.
"Oh, this is what my employer told me, and I think it makes a lot of sense."

Zhuang Kun: "..."

(End of this chapter)