SWDnovel Chapter 227 2 years
Chapter 227 2 years
After Chen Fengchao returned home, the former young doctor Chen was now nearing fifty.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chen Fengchao return, and the anxiety he had been feeling was completely put to rest.
"You're back? How was your day?"
Upon hearing his father's words, Chen Fengchao gently patted his forehead: "My skills are not good enough; I couldn't bring him back."
"I told you to study medicine properly, but you always make excuses. If I leave in the future, I'm afraid you won't be able to make a living in this city with your medical skills."
Mr. Chen spoke with great distress.
Chen Fengchao rolled his eyes, too lazy to reply.
Strangely enough, his grandfather and father were both skilled doctors and trained several apprentices who were also quite good at medicine.
However, since he had been learning medicine from a young age, he always felt that the medical skills were illusory and unreal.
No matter how hard you try to learn, it's always like looking through a thick barrier, unable to see the true face.
On the contrary, he can now recite almost all the strange books that frequently appear in his dreams after twenty years.
Seeing that Chen Fengchao did not reply, Chen's father sighed and changed the subject: "The world is getting more and more chaotic. Today, a dou (a unit of dry measure) of rice costs 200 coins. Fortunately, your grandfather instructed us to stockpile grain before he passed away. I recently bought more than a thousand jin (a unit of weight) of rice and flour, otherwise, we might not be able to afford food in the future. Alas~"
Mr. Chen seemed to recall the tragic scene and couldn't bear to speak.
Upon hearing his father's words, Chen Fengchao's eyes immediately turned serious.
"Father, how much rice and flour do we have now?"
Mr. Chen was surprised that his son, who usually didn't care much about these things, would ask. He was immediately delighted and said, "We've stockpiled over three thousand catties. Even in a famine year, if we eat sparingly, our family can survive for a whole year."
"Stop hoarding!"
Three thousand catties of grain is not much; there are only about twenty sacks. If hidden well, it won't be noticeable.
But if we add too much, there might be problems later.
Why?
Chen's father looked at Chen Fengchao in confusion.
"In these times of war and chaos, unscrupulous merchants are hoarding goods and driving up prices, causing widespread resentment. These merchants often use their large purchases to pressure those who can't afford food, saying things like, 'If you don't buy, plenty of others will.' Won't those who can't afford it feel that it's people like us who are driving up prices? It may not be obvious now, but the seeds of disaster have already been sown. Once those people are completely unable to afford food, do you think they'll just sit and wait to die?"
The transformation from civilian to thief can happen very quickly; it only takes a few days of starvation, or even just a riot or a conflict.
Buying thousands of kilograms at once is too ostentatious.
If you are envied and things get out of hand, your family will become a big fat pig.
Although Chen Fengchao was young, he was not naive.
On the contrary, because of his identity as a doctor, he experienced the coldness and warmth of human relationships, and the pain of separation and death at a young age.
I have also witnessed the hardships of human life.
Especially in this world where it's obvious to everyone that chaos is imminent.
After carefully considering his son's words, Mr. Chen's expression gradually became serious.
"That makes sense, but things can't get chaotic for now. We still need to stockpile grain. I'll find a more discreet way to do it, so that at least no one will know that we're stockpiling grain."
Hoarding food is indeed dangerous, but if you don't hoard it and things really get chaotic, you'll still die because you won't be able to afford food later.
We can only do it in a more discreet way.
Chen Fengchao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his father had listened to him.
There's a saying that wealth shouldn't be flaunted. In these times when many people can't even get enough to eat, being too rich is also a sin.
After saying goodbye to her father.
Chen Fengchao entered a meditative state once more.
This is a habit he has developed over the past ten years.
Chen Fengchao's mind drifted into a state of blankness and unconsciousness once again.
In the midst of chaos, only a glimmer of light remained within myself.
After an unknown period of time, the chaos quietly began to change.
A spark of light descended from the sky and disappeared directly into the radiant light that it had transformed into.
A vast, surging heat instantly enveloped him.
Chen Fengchao immediately felt completely refreshed.
However, the heat did not last long, and it gradually subsided after only a few breaths.
Chen Fengchao lost his warmth and slowly awoke again.
"How strange! I've never felt this before. What's going on today? Could it really be as the dream said, that the yang energy has returned, drawing in primordial qi into my body?"
Just as Chen Fengchao was about to experience this feeling again.
Thousands of miles away, five pairs of eyes opened simultaneously.
One pair of eyes opened and then quickly closed again, leaving only four pairs of eyes revealing complex expressions.
"It took you fourteen years to obtain the Dharma in your previous life, but in this life it took you twenty years. Why is that?"
Feng Qingzi looked puzzled.
Logically speaking, Chen Chunan has created most of this world, and even if he lacks the authority of the Samsara Saint Realm, he shouldn't have awakened so slowly.
You must understand that if you are slow to awaken, you will lose the initiative.
Is he really not afraid that his true Dao fruit will be taken away?
Or is it because of that scoundrel Yu Chen Dao Ren's curse?
Feng Qingzi's expression gradually hardened.
In his previous life, Chen Chunan actually played dumb to deceive others, pretending to fall into a trap and causing himself to fight with that scoundrel Yu Chen Dao Ren first.
If it weren't for Suiyun being killed and Wujing forcing him to start a new life, he probably would have died in a moment of carelessness back then.
Since you've only just obtained the Dharma in this lifetime, don't blame yourself for being impolite!
Feng Qingzi snorted coldly, and with a flicker of his figure, he left the cave.
Then, rainbows appeared beneath their feet as they headed towards Yingcheng.
Not long after Feng Qingzi set off.
Two beams of light also came toward Chen Fengchao.
One of them was none other than Sha Wujing!
"You were lucky in your last life, but I don't believe you'll be this lucky every time! I can make many mistakes! But if you make just one mistake, it will be your death!"
Sha Wujing sneered repeatedly.
The reason he didn't move earlier wasn't because his cultivation level was insufficient, but simply because he didn't know where these people were hiding.
Now that Chen Chunan's location has been revealed, those people will definitely go there.
All you have to do is wait and see.
Just as Sha Wujing was about to kill him, Suiyun couldn't help but shiver.
Then fine beads of sweat seeped out from the pores on his forehead.
"That killer! It's definitely him. Too bad you're going to miss your chance this time! I'm not going again! Xindao? Let whoever wants him have him! I don't even want that bald monk's Buddhist teachings!"
the other side
Yun Xuanzi, who had already arrived at the foot of Fangcun Mountain, was in no hurry at all.
In this life, Yun Xuanzi was still born in Xizhou, and the legend of Fangcun Mountain has already spread.
The fact that Fangcun Mountain still exists is incredibly good news for him; in his previous life, he almost attained the Dao Fruit.
Since a shortcut that is almost successful has been laid out in front of him, why should he fight to the death with others to compete for the position of the new Dao Master?
Wouldn't it be better to just keep the Dao Fruit all to yourself?
Although he is unable to cultivate in this life, he is born into a poor family.
It took twenty years of planning to finally reach the foot of Fangcun Mountain.
But he had already rehearsed stealing the fruit thousands of times in his mind.
He will never waste time again in this life!
"It's just a pity, what exactly happened in my previous life? I was so close to achieving the Dao Fruit, how could that wretched Feng Qingzi have been forced to start a new life?"
Yun Xuanzi's expression shifted between light and dark.
He had no doubt that he could not steal it, but he feared that if he succeeded, he would have to go back into the cycle of reincarnation.