#26 - Chapter 26: Happy Pulse
Cheng Feng was curious as to why the dynasties in this world could exist for so long, but he also reflected that this world was different from his previous life and couldn't be judged by common sense.
In this past month, Cheng Feng had stopped practicing martial arts on a daily basis.
Instead, he focused on learning and practicing calligraphy.
His fountain penmanship from his previous life was completely useless now.
Apart from practicing calligraphy as a child in his previous life, Cheng Feng had long forgotten it.
Only when he officially picked up a brush to write did he realize how difficult it truly was.
Upon inquiring, he discovered that writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones were all exquisite and priced exorbitantly.
They were completely unattainable for ordinary people.
Even ordinary quality brush and ink would cost two taels.
That's right, one set cost the same as Cheng Feng's martial arts school tuition for a month.
Because Cheng Feng's martial arts training required a higher standard of food and drink, including fine rice, fine flour, and meat, it cost him more than one tael this month.
Adding to the five taels he gave Cai'er, he was almost four taels short.
And Cheng Feng had forty taels left; literacy cost two taels, the martial arts school monthly fee was another two taels, and buying brush, ink, paper, and inkstone was another two taels.
Listening to Qian Ming's advice, he got some tonics, two doses of medicine for one tael of silver, and took four doses, drinking one every seven days, which cost another two taels a month.
A total of eight taels.
That left him with thirty-two taels.
Cheng Feng could only sigh at how quickly money disappeared.
To save on brush and ink and avoid waste,
Cheng Feng made a twig and a fine sand tray at home to practice writing.
Of course, during this time, he also pulled Cai'er to practice writing together.
While both made progress, the skill panel also displayed the calligraphy skill after more than a month.
Name: Cheng Feng
Lifespan: 16 (62)
Talent: Many Sons and Many Blessings
Skills: Fishing (Proficient 90/100)
Archery (Beginner 2/100)
Ding Ma Zhuang (Beginner 66/100)
Calligraphy: (Beginner 1/100)
Luck Points: 0
The increased points also indicated Cheng Feng's twenty-one days of hard training.
Cheng Feng didn't dare to train too much, fearing he would ruin his body.
He could only even it out.
Like working in his previous life, he divided it into day and night shifts, working six days and resting one.
It was strange, why was there still no sign of Cai'er being pregnant?
Didn't they say that women with big butts were good at bearing children?
With silver in hand, Cheng Feng was really not afraid of not being able to afford it.
Originally, Cheng Feng had thought about copying more books at Mr. Lin You's house.
But the words he wrote were really unbearable to look at, so this matter was temporarily stopped.
He would wait until he had practiced his calligraphy well before coming again.
After Cheng Feng worked hard at practicing calligraphy for ten days, he saw that the calligraphy skill points had only increased by 2 points.
Cheng Feng could only be thankful that he had a panel to assist him, otherwise his aptitude was really too ordinary.
In the vast crowd, would there still be a lack of an ordinary person?
Of course not.
Yesterday, after resting for a day, looking at Cai'er's outstanding figure, full of charm, wearing a cheongsam,
Cheng Feng's appetite was whetted.
Cheng Feng just liked Cai'er's shy tacit understanding.
It truly filled Cheng Feng's sense of satisfaction and vanity as a man.
He became even more fond of Cai'er on weekdays.
Who doesn't like a wife who is respectful and gentle as water?
The next day, Cai'er felt nauseous while eating.
Cheng Feng sensed something and hurried to invite a skilled doctor from the medical clinic.
After inviting him, sure enough, it was a happy pulse.
Cheng Feng gave the doctor a small red envelope and sent him out.
Looking at the Ding Ma Zhuang, which was still 22 points away from reaching the proficient level,
Cheng Feng felt regret in his heart, this child really came at the right time.
After being together for a long time, Cai'er slowly understood her man.
He was worried that he wouldn't be able to do anything at night.
She gave her man an idea: "My dear, I'm afraid you'll have to make another trip to buy a sleeping maidservant back."
Cheng Feng didn't expect Cai'er to comfort him instead, and smiled: "Not only a maidservant, but also a nanny to serve you."
The two joked constantly, putting aside this matter and instead discussing what new clothes to add for the child.
Cheng Feng also told Cai'er to take good care of herself, and took out ten taels from his vault to prove it with action, saying that there was something to buy for the child,豪气的表示不差钱, letting Cai'er, this newly pregnant woman, rest assured.
How could Cheng Feng not see the dimness in Cai'er's eyes?
But there was no way, his aptitude was limited, and martial arts training would not lead to great achievements at all.
Only by relying on the panel and adding luck points
Could he bring a better life to himself and this family.
He didn't just have Cai'er, but also his parents and brothers.
Even if they didn't say it, as long as he had the ability, he would have to pull them up.
In this world, family was the closest and most trusted people to Cheng Feng.
And he also needed to open up sources of income.
Roughly calculating the necessary expenses in the city,
Reading and practicing martial arts, eating and lodging, plus unavoidable medicinal soups,
He was spending more than he was earning, and could only hope to enter the outer sect, the martial arts school should have arrangements.
In Niu Laoshi's words, once you enter the sect, even the outer sect, you are no longer an ordinary person.
The martial arts school will also arrange outer sect disciples in the martial arts school's industries and pay them salaries.
It is said that it is quite a lot every month.
That is the real way out for poor people's children.
Now he only had twenty-two taels left.
Fortunately, the basic conditions had already been laid.
It wouldn't hurt to add another woman,
In a few days, when the points were enough, he should be able to enter the outer sect, so that his salary would also have a source,
Instead of being without roots, sitting and eating the mountain empty.
While Cheng Feng was saying reassuring words to Cai'er, he also said that he had to buy a few maidservants to serve her, otherwise letting Cai'er continue to cook would be dangerous, and in the afternoon he went straight to the human market.
The progress of Ding Ma Zhuang really couldn't be delayed, and Cai'er also needed someone to take care of her during her pregnancy.
Cheng Feng's small treasury felt a sense of urgency.
TMD, money was needed everywhere.
Without money, you can't live a good life.
At the old place, the South City human market, the shop assistant was not the one who had received him before, and Cheng Feng was not the Cheng Feng who had just come to the door.
Entering the door and chatting with the shop assistant for a few words, he said directly: "Are there any new goods?"
The batch of Zhang Cai'er had already been seen, and Cheng Feng hadn't liked a few of them.
The shop assistant's answer didn't disappoint Cheng Feng: "Yes, guest, but most of them are goods from other places, does the guest have any needs?"
Cheng Feng asked: "Are there any women with beautiful faces and good figures?"
"Yes, guest, these are mostly soldiers who deserted and fled from disasters and famines in the east, they are unfamiliar with the place, and can only sell their children, hoping that a good family will buy them, which can be considered a way out," the shop assistant also sighed.
Ignoring the shop assistant's sigh, the distance from the east to the south was at least a thousand miles.
Had the situation of the Great Zhou already deteriorated to this extent?
He asked the shop assistant to lead the way, and there were some new faces among the locals, which Cheng Feng glanced at and skipped over.
There was nothing that caught his eye, but the two that Cheng Feng had liked before were no longer there.
They must have been bought!
Arriving at the new room, the women inside, each with a tense expression, looked at Cheng Feng together.
There was dimness, silence, excitement, fear, and desire.
Their eyes were different, but they all had a thirst to be full.
Cheng Feng endured the discomfort in his heart and warned himself that he was not rich, and he should take care of his own affairs first.
In troubled times, there were too many pitiful people to count, how many could he save?
Don't get yourself involved.
