Cultivation: My efforts will be successful

Chapter 6 Happiness is a bite of meat
  Living and eating with the nursing home, one or two silver coins per month,
  This made Chen Yi feel happy. Sure enough, teaching the young master to learn medical books was not in vain. Chen Yi's original plan was to wait until the master discovered the problem next time he took the junior master's exam, and then ask the young master to raise his salary.
  Now, although there are accidental factors, the results are good.

Except for the lack of a monthly decoction to boost qi and blood, Chen Yi's current treatment is almost the same as that in the nursing home.

It doesn't matter if we live together. If we eat in the canteen of the nursing home, every meal will be meaty and the staple food will be enough.
  And it’s three meals a day!

This is simply too important for Chen Yi!
  Chen Yi is 15 years old this year, but he is as thin as a bamboo pole. He will definitely be malnourished in future generations. If he does not eat good food, he will not be able to make up for it in two years.

In addition, the monthly payment of one tael of silver may not seem like much, but it is completely different from other slaves. Only long-term workers and nursing homes are paid.

This is the only one among the palace slaves, and it is almost equivalent to the treatment of the nursing home.
  But Mr. Gong kept silent about Chen Yi's slave status.

Chen Yi did not make such excessive demands as to be freed from slavery. He would eat well now, then practice martial arts, strengthen his body first, and then look for opportunities to consider freeing himself from slavery in the future.

In fact, as long as it does not affect his martial arts improvement, it is not that important whether he is a slave or not.
  Because it is said that when immortals come to the world to look for disciples, they only look at spiritual roots and talents, not their origins, so slaves may not have the opportunity to practice.

After the farce in the evening, they dispersed. The young master patted Chen Yi twice on the shoulder and whispered:
  "Thanks to you, Xiao Chen, well done!"

"Young Master, you deserve the award. In fact, it's mainly because you memorized your medical knowledge well and withstood the test. I just told you the details that the master didn't pay attention to."

"Hahaha, yes, yes, you understand me. I was also stupid at the time. When dad asked, I got scared, and then I confessed to you. Hehe, don't worry about it."

"I don't dare. Master, it's getting late. We have to get up at five o'clock tomorrow. Let's go to sleep."

"Hey, I have to practice martial arts before dawn. It's really annoying. Go to sleep."

Chen Yi first sent the young master back to his room, and then prepared to go back. On the way, Chen Yi was wearing a cotton-padded jacket, holding his sleeves and walking back.

Suddenly a figure came out of the dark corner and shouted softly:

"Brother Yi?"

"Huh?" Chen Yi turned around, "It's Caiyun, what's the matter?"

Caiyun's eyes were red, and she walked up to Chen Yi and whispered:

"Brother Yi, I was demoted to the madam's room by the master. I have many ideas. Is there any way you can help me transfer back to the young master's room?"

Chen Yi shook his head, "How can I, a servant, do anything about what the master has decided?"

"Brother Yi, please help me. If this can be done, I am willing to pay you 10 taels of silver!"

Caiyun gritted her teeth and whispered.

"Huh? I'm not a person who values ​​money.

However, I suggest that you work hard in the madam's room during this period, keep a low profile and be down-to-earth. After a while, the young master becomes more active in martial arts, and then you can find a way to reconcile, and he will naturally come back. "

This girl is someone who understands things clearly. Although 10 taels of silver seems like a lot, it will only take a few years, but if she can become the young master's wife, she won't have to worry about it for the rest of her life.

"Thank you, Brother Yi. Also, Brother Yi is close to the young master. Can you help me keep an eye on him? If Chai Yue does anything, can you tell me in advance?" Caiyun said a little embarrassedly.

"Sorry, I don't do bad marriages."

Chen Yi refused. "Brother Chen, with these three taels of silver, you can buy some meat first to replenish your health." Caiyun gritted his teeth and stuffed a few pieces of silver into Chen Yi's hand.

Chen Yi felt the cold money in his hands, but he also felt that if it did not violate the principles, it would not be impossible to do whatever he wanted.
  He calmly put away the money and said:

"The Gong family has strict family laws. The young master will never lose his virginity until he becomes strong in martial arts. I can only try my best to ensure this."

"That's enough, that's enough, thank you Brother Yi!"

Caiyun breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the young master's room to start packing her things. She almost changed her fate today, but was tricked by Zhuiyue. She would not let him go if she didn't find a chance to return her in the future.

In fact, Chen Yi didn't agree to anything, but in front of Yinzi and abiding by the rules of the Gong family, there was nothing wrong with helping the young master to guard his body before getting angry.

In the early morning of the second day, on the martial arts training ground, Chen Yi and Gong Qingyun stood at their posts.
  Li An pointed:

"The young master can now stand for a quarter of an hour and complete the first 18 movements. The progress is very good. If you persist every day, you will be able to control the qi and blood in less than a month, and then you can truly learn boxing."

As for Chen Yi, Li An glanced at it twice and thought that Chen Yi could hardly keep up with the young master's progress.
  Looking at it now, it seems okay?
  Chen Yi persisted for less than half an hour this morning. Although he was still far away from the young master, his progress was barely noticeable.

Well, the talent is good,

It's a pity that the bones of the body are too thin. Even if he is lucky enough to be able to hold on to the energy and blood, at the same level, there is a huge difference in magnitude compared to normal martial arts practitioners, and he is still vulnerable.

Li An shook his head and focused his attention on the young master.

After the morning exercise, Chen Yi came to the nursing home and martial arts apprentice canteen, a 60-square-meter bungalow filled with the aroma of meat.
  As soon as Chen Yigang entered the door, he saw [-] to [-] vigorous teenagers and young people, with strong bodies and rosy faces, working hard there.
  Moreover, they were wearing either the black uniforms of the nursing home or the blue shorts uniforms of martial arts.
  Only Chen Yi himself was wearing gray servant clothes and was as thin as a bamboo pole.
  So as soon as he came in, he suddenly stood out and received a lot of attention.

As a man of two generations, Chen Yi knows that he only needs to stabilize his mentality and improve steadily. These people in front of him are at most only a small part of his life.
  He calmed his mind, recalled the stance of Zhuang Gong, and walked steadily to the counter.
  "Hello, brother, my name is Chen Yi. The master asked me to get up and eat in the cafeteria today."

Chen Yi politely said to the steward,

"Hey, little skinny guy, I've heard about you, eat more!"

While talking, the steward served Chen Yi a large bowl of braised pork and scooped out the bottom of the pot.

The black-red broth is paired with oily, trembling chunks of fat.
  Chen Yi's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.

"Boy, Caiyun is my distant sister. If you have the chance, please give her a nice word in front of the young master."

The steward said softly while beating Chen Yi's meat.

Chen Yi understood and understood the reason for the good meat in his bowl, and nodded gently to the steward.

I remember the favor of a meal.

The steward smiled with satisfaction and waved his hand: "Go ahead, we've got enough steamed buns and porridge!"

Chen Yi thanked him again, then grabbed three fist-sized white steamed buns, made another bowl of millet porridge, and found a corner to put them down.

Looking at the long-lost soft and glutinous white steamed buns and the fragrant bowl of braised pork,
  Chen Yi felt like he was in another world.
  At this time, tears were welling up in his eyes, and the bowl of fog in front of him was wet with two circles of shadows.
  In the past six months, Chen Yi has never seen any meat and was so hungry that he was skin and bones. Now he can finally eat and see meat!

(End of this chapter)