My wife is a sword god

Chapter 8
The literary spirit in this book has already been absorbed by me, why it suddenly grows stronger, is it related to the fact that I just used the contents of the book to treat Dr. Song's illness?
Wait, I seem to understand that if you want to absorb the spirit in the book, memorizing it in your heart is the first step, and if you can apply the content in the book, you can attract more spirit into your body!
Qin Feng was very excited about this discovery. He even considered whether to open a small medical clinic by himself to treat diseases and save people.

"Brother, you won't write down all the books you read in the library, will you?" Qin An couldn't help asking, remembering Qin Feng's state when he was reading.

"Heh, what's so difficult about it? I've been studying for more than ten years, but I haven't seen any results. I just want to go step by step and accumulate a lot of money!"

"But brother, didn't you tell me yesterday morning that you want to give up literature and pursue martial arts?"

Cang Feilan frowned slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed in those pale blue eyes.

Qin Feng coughed dryly: "Superficial! I can't even see my good intentions. I did it to let you remember the scene when you first entered the martial arts system, and to tell you a truth - haste makes waste. Forget the original intention, only then will you be forever!"

"So that's it, brother, I understand!"

Feeling the adoring eyes of his second brother, Qin Feng said that the situation was calm, but he thought that Wu Fu was really pure-hearted.

"Since I'm not sick, why are you still tying me up? Parents, untie me quickly."

"Oh, slow down, pull out the silver needle first!"

Qin Feng, who regained his freedom, twisted his wrist. During the unbinding, he also explained his discovery of Wensheng Taoism to his family.

When Erniang heard this, she didn't think for a moment: "According to what Feng'er said, as long as more books can be bought, Feng'er will be able to borrow the Chinese spirit from the books and step into the Ninth Rank of Wen Sheng."
Master, then what are you waiting for, hurry up and take out the silver in the house, and collect scrolls for Feng'er! "

Qin Jianan's face twitched, and he hesitated: "Ma'am, Jinyang City is a remote town, not like Fengtian City, the imperial capital, where can I find so many books.

What's more, you also know that the evil spirits that invaded the city a few days ago have not been found. Ordinary people seldom go out now. The Mochizuki Residence we opened has no business at all.

Even An'er's medicine bath and blood qi pill, our Qin family can hardly afford it."

After Dad said so much, Qin Feng summed it up briefly - no money.

"Father, mother, I have already encountered a bottleneck in the seventh-grade breath-holding realm. I won't be able to use medicinal baths and blood energy pills in a short time. You should spend your money on buying books for eldest brother."

When several people heard this, they all looked at Qin An.

Qin Feng clutched his chest, for such a sensible second brother, he suspected that the other party was going to kill him at the beginning, he really felt sorry for his conscience.

"It doesn't have to be like this. Although Wangyueju doesn't have any business recently, I recently thought of a way to make a fortune. When the time comes, just..."

Before the words fell, several people hurriedly spoke out.

"Master, the family is short of money recently, so stop wasting money."

"Father, let's save the money and buy books for elder brother."

"Father, you're really not expected to go into business, you should be a little self-aware."

Qin Jian'an became anxious, blushing and said rudely: "What do you know! What matters in business is the right time, place and people. My previous losses were all due to bad luck!"

Er Niang ignored it and just rolled her eyes.

Qin An sighed and looked down at his toes.

Sure enough, earning money still depends on me, a time traveler. Qin Feng shook his head, and when he was thinking about where to start, Cang Feilan, who had been neglected in the house, spoke.

"If you just want to read a book, I know a place to go, but it's not easy to get in, you can try with me."

Qin Feng followed Cang Feilan and left the Qin Mansion. This was the first time he went out since crossing.

"I just took this opportunity to take a look at the environment of Jinyang City, and by the way evaluate the purchasing power of the people here."

You know, doing business depends on the mind!
If, like Dad, he brought food to sell in fishing villages where there was no shortage of food, he would be damned if he could make money!
It was approaching noon at this moment, and people were coming and going on the street, and both sides were full of yelling from vendors. This scene was very similar to the Qingming Riverside Scene that I had seen in my previous life.

Qin Feng looked around carefully, intending to find future business opportunities, but his eyes were always attracted by the beauties in front of him inadvertently.

Hey, someone is selling coal there. After all, the weather has turned cold, but the coal is really white.

Oh, is this the scallion pancake sold in ancient times?This scallion pancake is really warped.

There is even stinky tofu, which smells really good.

and this leg
Snapped!
Qin Feng immediately slapped himself.

"What's the matter?" Cang Feilan turned her head when she heard the movement, her light blue eyes were so captivating no matter how many times she looked at them.

Calm down, I want to be calm, how can I say that I was also the car god of Qiu Mingshan in my previous life, I have never seen such a big storm, so I must stay calm!
"mosquito."

"As it's approaching November, it's strange that there are still mosquitoes." Cang Feilan said lightly.

"Who says it's not." Qin Feng coughed dryly, and unconsciously moved his eyes back and forth following those long legs.

At this moment, not far ahead, there was a rooster crowing suddenly, Qin Feng looked for his reputation, and then paused.

In an elegant attic, a group of warblers and swallows, leaning on the railing, looking at the hurried passers-by with a smile.

A few beautiful girls with sharp eyes caught a glimpse of Qin Feng, and immediately they were in high spirits. They waved the embroidered handkerchiefs in their hands, and shouted crisply: "My lord, it's freezing cold, why don't you come in and have a seat."

How decent it is to do it in broad daylight!

Qin Feng subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the purse at his waist, then sighed heavily, where did he get such a purse?
But even if he had money, he definitely wouldn't go, after all, he hadn't reached the seventh rank yet!
The belief in making money and improving one's cultivation is extremely strong at this moment. Sure enough, desire is the strongest driving force for human beings to move forward.

Cang Feilan didn't stop walking, and the distance between the two of them had already opened up a little. Qin Feng saw it and hurriedly followed.

Seeing the handsome young man approaching, the beautiful girls yelled harder. If they had a choice, they would naturally prefer to receive this handsome young man.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Cang Feilan suddenly raised her head, light blue eyes flickered.

The girl upstairs felt a chill down her spine, and her voice reached her throat, but she couldn't make it out.

They didn't recover until Cang Feilan walked away, this was the first time they encountered such a strange thing.

Qin Feng followed Cang Feilan closely, walked through seven or eight alleyways, and came to a mahogany attic.

On the door of the attic, there was a plaque hanging impressively, with three large characters engraved on it - Ting Yuxuan!

"It's here." Cang Feilan stopped and narrowed her eyes.

(End of this chapter)