When he arrived at the market, Chen Yu remembered that there was no firewood, rice, oil or salt in the kitchen of his new home.

Well, there is firewood, and this thing won’t go bad easily if it is left there.

There were already a few piles of food in the corner of the yard, enough to last for a month. The rice was also delivered just now, which was enough for me to eat for a while.

There were few people on South Street at this time.

Villagers often come here early in the morning to sell food and mountain products, and pack up and leave before the sun is too hot in the morning.

Few people in Daning keep dogs. After all, there are many stories about old dogs becoming spirits, and many people stay away from these animals with relatively high IQs.

Chen Yu walked to a butcher's shop. The meat had been sold out and there were only some flies buzzing around the chopping board.

A yellow dog was lying under the table in front of the door, bored. It opened its eyes reluctantly when it heard footsteps.

Watching Chen Yu approach but quickly move away, the yellow dog closed his eyes again, as if he had never woken up.

When he passed by the cloth shop he had visited in the morning, the owner recognized the young man who had bought ready-made clothes in the store before and greeted him warmly.

Chen Yu returned the greeting slightly and started chatting with him. The shopkeeper's surname was Zheng, and he was the cousin of the head of the Zheng family, one of the six major families in Baiyun Town.

Among the children of the six major families, only the legitimate children or the very outstanding illegitimate children were qualified to leave their jobs to study.

As for martial arts training, it all depends on the mood of Master Xu. As long as he likes them, the children of the side branches can also get the full support of the family.

Unfortunately, the children of the six major families have very low academic talent, and there has not been a scholar in the past few decades.

Only the Liu and Zheng families still had one child each studying in the county school.

It’s no wonder that the children are not living up to their expectations.

Daning was a vast land with a large population, and the path to the imperial examination was very difficult. According to the Yellow Book of the 30th year of Tianshun, the total population of the 27 counties of Xuansu County was 16.24 million.

The county examination is held once a year in each county, and only thirty people are admitted each time.

The county school holds monthly examinations and implements a last-place elimination system.

The county examination was held every three years, and 300 people were admitted as scholars each time.

There are more than 16 million people in Xuansu County, but less than 5,000 of them have the title of scholar or above, and most of them are concentrated in county towns and county towns.

The shopkeeper of the Zheng family is not a good student, nor does he have the ambition to learn martial arts.

Don't think that practicing martial arts can strengthen your body and prevent diseases.

On the contrary, due to improper martial arts training and lack of medical conditioning, the body is prone to hidden injuries in various parts of the body.

If you don't achieve anything in your martial arts training, and when you are old or even middle-aged, hidden injuries will flare up and your whole body will feel like being bitten by thousands of ants, then you will be living a life worse than death.

As the saying goes, a poor man is good at literature, while a rich man is good at martial arts. Zheng Qing is just a bastard's son. He is content to be in charge of a cloth shop, to take care of the family business and to live a life without worries about food and clothing.

After a conversation, Chen Yu remembered that he had not bought anything yet, so he prepared to say goodbye to the shopkeeper.

Shopkeeper Zheng told him that there were two grocery stores at the end of the street, one owned by the Wang family and the other by the Sun family, both of which sold condiments such as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

The midday sun was bright, dazzling and scorching, but Chen Yu seemed unaffected by it.

For those who practice Taoism, being immune to cold and heat is just basic knowledge.

A servant dressed in street clothes just walked into the alley between the houses.

Chen Yu smiled contemptuously, and when he came out of Chengyi Martial Arts School, he saw this little tail behind him.

On the other side, the servant was lying behind the crack in the wall, watching Chen Yu slowly walk away.

The master asked me to keep an eye on this stranger and follow him closely, and not to get discovered, otherwise I would be in trouble.

It's such a pain to wear this kind of clothes in such hot weather.

The servant wiped the sweat off his face and saw Chen Yu walk out a dozen steps. He immediately walked out from the corner, pretending to be a street rogue visiting a drinking buddy.

This tail belongs to either the He family or any of the other five families among the six major families. Chen Yu knows this very well.

How could you let down your guard so quickly against a stranger who came from an unknown place and had an unknown purpose?

He didn't mind it, but stalking people was not a good habit and he needed to be punished.

In front of the tofu shop, the waiter took out a bottle of wine at some point and pretended to be drunk and argued with the proprietress.

The waiter was also an actor, and he would pick up the bottle and gulp it down from time to time. From the corner of his eyes, he would occasionally glance at the stranger who was gradually walking away.

Chen saw the opportunity, put his hands behind his back, and without making a sound, he pinched two fingers and sent a stream of energy hitting the servant from behind.

The servant was pouring cold water into his mouth when he suddenly couldn't breathe.

In a hurry, he exerted force suddenly, and his breath came up, and the "wine" in his mouth sprayed out.

"Puff", a big mouthful of water was spat on the face of the proprietress who still had charm.

The proprietress wiped the liquid off her face in a daze and said, "Well, you little jerk, you actually drank water. You're holding a clay pot and acting crazy. People who don't know would think you're drinking nectar."

"Oh my, are you the He family's dog, so you dare to act like a spoiled child here?

Or is it a toad wanting to eat swan flesh? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? Don't daydream in broad daylight."

Which town doesn’t have a tofu beauty?

Back then, I was a beautiful girl who was well-known in the area, but I didn’t marry any of the six big families. Instead, I married a poor boy.

How many young people sighed and regretted that they did not have the courage to propose marriage.

He starts by grinding beans under the bright moonlight and sells tofu before dawn until noon.

The moonlight is long, and for decades, she and he have been taking care of this stall and this home.

As luck would have it, the servant became anxious when he heard what the proprietress said.

It wasn't because the scolding was harsh. To be honest, which man in this neighborhood hadn't been scolded by this bitch just because he took a second look at her?

But she revealed her identity all at once and shouted it loudly, fearing that people around her couldn't hear her.

If that stranger understood what I said, and I failed to complete the master's task, then everything would be over.

In desperation, he was about to reach out to cover the proprietress's mouth.

In the backyard, the proprietress's husband, who was soaking beans, rushed out upon hearing the noise.

As soon as he came over, he saw his grandson touching his wife and he immediately became furious.

He leaped to the door in three or two steps and picked up the servant across the long table.

The boss was tall, half a head taller than the servant, and he was very handsome when he was young.

Otherwise, why would the boss lady choose him over anyone else?

The servant in his hands was like a strong man and a boy, dancing in the air, but there was no way to break free.

The proprietress hid behind her boss and couldn't help but burst out laughing when she saw the funny look of the servant.

After this smile, the husband's anger subsided and he threw the servant to the ground.

He turned around and saw that his wife's face was covered with water. "Did he pour it on your face?" The proprietress nodded.

The husband immediately became angry again and wanted to pick up the guy and beat him again.

The servant took advantage of the man's inattention, slid away a few steps, and begged for mercy.

The lady boss also advised: "Forget it, forget it, after all, it's the He family's dog. He choked on the water and it probably wasn't intentional. Why are you arguing with this coward?"

The husband had no choice but to give up after seeing the tofu seller standing across from him. He still threatened fiercely, "Don't let me run into you, my slave. Otherwise, I'll beat you up every time I see you."

The servant knew he was in the wrong, but he still begged for mercy.

After the boss finished speaking harshly, the man didn't follow him anymore and hurried back in shame to report to the old housekeeper.

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