Chapter 140: Only measuring, not dividing the land Blood gushed from the bones. The three barriers of skin, flesh and bones take several months to break through, but the blood barrier and the bone barrier are closely related and interdependent. After refining the bone barrier and then the blood barrier, the speed of breaking through the barrier will be several times faster than the previous three levels. Liang Qu estimated that at his current pace, it would only take him half a month to break through and become a true martial artist. Once you complete the refining of the internal organs, your upper and lower parts will become one, and you will be a horse-running martial artist who can pull dozens of horses at a gallop without moving at all. A martial artist who has reached the Galloping Horse Realm would be looked up to even in a county or a prefecture, let alone a small town. To take up a government post, unless one is in the imperial capital or a special place like Nanjing where martial artists are swarming like dogs, one must at least start as a junior official. Being given the rank of clerk is an insult. Liang Qu pumped his qi and blood into his marrow, and his blood surged like a mighty river, with a faint white smoke all over his body. There is no place in the body where blood is not flowing. Blood flows smoothly and the whole body feels comfortable.
After a few incense sticks, Liang Qu let out a long breath, stretched his limbs, and the drowsiness caused by the late night disappeared without a trace. This kind of extreme comfort is difficult to describe in words. If he had to describe it, Liang Qu felt it was a bit like when he found out that something was just a false alarm. Everything has been settled peacefully, and I feel extremely at ease. There is a half moon hanging in the night sky. Liang Qu took off his shoes and socks, sat by the boat, and soaked his bare feet in the water. In early April, the unique chill of the river water penetrated into my skin through every pore and ran up my spine. Warriors have strong physiques and are not afraid of extreme cold or heat, but that does not mean they cannot feel it. On the contrary, warriors will be more sensitive to cold and heat, and more likely to feel changes in the external environment. However, this cold air cannot penetrate into the lungs, because there is a fire in the chest to resist it. Liang Qu is even more special. He has a spiritual body and is naturally fond of water. When the white Ze Ling water monkey appears, it is mostly in winter. At that time, the body is weak and it is difficult to lift heavy objects. It instinctively resists the cold water and does not even feel the cold. This is actually a disguised weakening. Later, it transformed into a marmoset and was able to control this ability freely. Now thinking about it, half a year has passed in a flash. From a frail fisherman's boy to Mr. Liang, who is praised by everyone in the town. There are a lot of teachers and friends in the county. If Xu Yuelong is involved, they will have some connections in the imperial capital. There is no longer the strangeness and loneliness of a new arrival, and I can take root here securely. "call." Liang Qu sat on the boat, looking at the vast river and the waves, doing nothing, just like a child watching ants migrating before the rain, just looking at them was quite satisfying. "Boss, are you ready for breakfast?" There was a knock on the door.
Liang Qu opened his eyes, sat up, and was confused for a while before he remembered the question. "Eat! I brought back some fish last night. Slice it up and add some green vegetables to make fish porridge! Make more and bring a bowl to the people working in the Third Hospital!" "Okay, I'll do it right away." The yard became quiet, with only the chirping of birds to be heard. Liang Qu got up, took out his tooth powder, washed up, picked up the flute, and practiced in the yard. A layer of hot sweat breaks out and the hot porridge is ready. The lady in charge of cooking moved a wooden table into the yard and brought out a casserole full of fish porridge. The rich aroma of rice mixed with the fresh taste of fish wafted in the air, making people's mouths water. Liang Qu sat down, rolled up his sleeves and called out to the craftsmen in the yard: "Put aside your work and come over to have breakfast to warm up your bodies. The bowls are right next to you, help yourself to whatever you want to eat." The bricklayer poked his head out of the pit and said, "Master Liang, we have already eaten this morning. You are too polite." "Yes, we came here to eat." "Can what you eat be the same as what I eat? The meat in the pot is the fish monster's meat. Eating it will give you plenty of energy to work. Stop talking nonsense and come over to get a bowl and chopsticks!" When they heard that it was fish monster meat, everyone swallowed their saliva. Liu Quanfu came in from the backyard at this time, followed by a group of workers. He was the first to pick up the bowl: "You don't know who Mr. Liang is. This restaurant will never come back again. Eat early and get back to work!" After Liu Quanfu, who had the most experience, expressed his opinion, the pressure on the rest of the people gradually disappeared. They came up one after another to get their porridge, standing or squatting with their bowls in hand, and drank it all up. The cook also brought out the second and third pots, not worrying that there would not be enough. Liang Qu moved the stool next to Liu Quanfu. "Uncle Fu, how about my boat? Can you help me?" The reason why he could offer a price of one hundred taels per ship was, on the one hand, that the reward was big enough. Not to mention the remains of monsters that the toad has eaten, there might be some good stuff in the ships it has collected. On the other hand, it is indeed very difficult. Even though it is a model ship, it is not small at seven or eight meters. It has a three-dimensional roof and is more complicated than an ordinary sloop. Every piece of wood has to be weighed, cut, and riveted together. It is normal to use tens of thousands of wood boards to build a whole ship. It is a real and meticulous job, no easier than building a house. If one person does it, it may take a year. Liu Quanfu has seven or eight apprentices to help him, so it may take months. Liang Qu is not a stingy person. It is normal to pay more if the work is difficult. There is no point in saving a little. Liu Quanfu wiped his mouth and said, "I went back these two days and drew some blueprints to estimate that it would be possible to sail without launching it into the water. My apprentices are already working on it and they should be able to build one before the summer solstice." Liang Qu was overjoyed: "Then I'll trouble Uncle Fu to pay more attention." Liu Quanfu nodded, but still felt strange: "Boss, what is the use of this boat if it doesn't carry people? Can you tell me the truth so that I can know what to do." "Hey, Uncle Fu, to be honest, I know a big shot out there, and he loves boats, especially the more exquisite they are, the more masts they have, the better. But a boat is so big and valuable, and there is no room for it at home, so I can only play with a small one and put it at home for fun. So it doesn’t matter whether it can be used or not, as long as it looks good! But it can’t be too fragile, or it will fall apart if you pinch it, that’s not good.”
Liu Quanfu suddenly realized. It's normal for the powerful and wealthy to like anything. Some people would spend thousands of taels of silver for a coral. There was even an emperor in the previous dynasty who liked to be a carpenter. Knowing the purpose clearly, Liu Quanfu had a general idea in his mind. "Okay, now I have an idea! I'll go back and revise the blueprints. I promise to get you a small ship over 20 feet tall before the summer solstice!" "Uncle Fu, I believe in your craftsmanship. There are so many people in Yixing City. Which family wouldn't ask you for your approval when building a house?" Liu Quanfu waved his hands repeatedly: "Haha, it's all just empty reputation, empty reputation." After exchanging pleasantries with Liu Quanfu for a while, Liang Qu moved his stool to the side of the bricklayers who were building the pool. "Ah Quan, Ah Jin, how was the leave you asked for yesterday to measure the fields? Did you make any progress?" A Quan put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and sighed. "What's with that expression on your face? What happened?" Liang Qu originally wanted to see from a few people what the new county magistrate was going to do, but seeing this, something didn't seem right. A Jin on the side said: "The fields have been measured, but the higher-ups have no intention of redistributing them. They just want those who missed paying to make up for it and add it to the government warehouse. Moreover, I saw with my own eyes that some masters' fields were not measured at all!" As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around them had something to say. "This field is the same as the white one, it has nothing to do with us at all." "I thought the field at the east end would be returned to me, but it turned out to be a piece of shit." "Do you think all masters are like Master Liang? Pah, nine out of ten are ruthless! And one even has sex with his concubine!" "Hey hey hey, you can't say that." Liang Qu quickly stopped talking. It would be inappropriate to continue talking. Everyone was silent. "So according to you, you want to make those ruffians spit out the food? That's not much, right?" Liang Qu asked. "Who knows? Maybe the county magistrate doesn't want that little bit of grain." "That's not true. At least the road construction is real. Many people who can't afford to eat have gone to work." "Hey, the price of rice is getting more and more expensive. Last year it was only seven or eight wen per jin, but now it has risen to seventeen or eighteen wen. A dou of rice costs three qian of silver. Who can afford it? I won't be able to afford it soon." Liang Qu was puzzled: "Aren't there grains being shipped in from other places? Why is the grain price still so high?" "Boss, you are joking. How can we eat the disaster-stricken grain? It can only solve the emergency situation temporarily. Before this year's rice is planted, I estimate that the grain price will not go down." "If there is no disaster food, it might cost twenty-three or twenty-four per pound. This is considered good." Everyone sighed when they heard this. Ah Jin finished his last mouthful of porridge and put down his bowl and chopsticks: "I heard that the new county magistrate is going to hold a boat race. People from all over the country can participate. If you win, you will get money!" "It's all fancy stuff. I don't even have time to farm, so how can I have time for boat racing?"
"That's true, but I heard from my neighbor's second sister-in-law that the county government is almost ready, and tomorrow the new county magistrate will be going to hold a ceremony to celebrate the New Year." (End of this chapter)