(Written again at the beginning of the chapter: There is no way. Last night, a reader asked me: Why did I force myself to push it or update every day? I lowered my sinful head in his righteous eyes...

Okay, let me say something more: I will still update today, but it is still more than 6,000 words. I am puzzled. Why do you only look at the number of updates every day instead of the number of updated words? If you are really happy, okay, I will break the 6,000 words into 3 chapters and post them three times in the morning, noon and evening. Is it OK?

P and S: This morning I modified the previous chapters that everyone was not very satisfied with. Well, please collect them, recommend them, thank you.)

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What is the concept of one hundred taels of silver?

During the Hongwu period, there was not much silver in the world and there was a shortage of copper coins. Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang issued the Daming Baochao in the eighth year of Hongwu. In ancient times, people did not understand what inflation was, what monetary reserves were, and what monetary credit was, and how much money could be printed as much as the Baochao Tuo was printed. Unfortunately, the Baochao Tuo was easily counterfeited, and the Baochao Tuo was not durable, and the imperial court only issued the paper, but did not collect it. So... Zhu Yuanzhang was tragic. The year when the Daming Baochao was issued, it caused inflation and depreciated very quickly. The people generally distrust it. Although the court repeatedly demanded that the people must use Baochao in circulation, the people did not admit it, and secretly used silver as the currency in circulation. He even would rather use the original trading method of barter than use Baochao to make trouble for themselves.

In contrast, the purchasing power of current silver was greatly enhanced. In the Ming Dynasty, one tael of silver could buy rice with two stones, and one stone was equal to more than ninety kilograms. By this conversion, one hundred taels of silver could buy twenty tons of rice.

This is like a fortune from heaven for Xiao Fan and the other two who were penniless and hungry just now.

Of course they wouldn't be so stupid that they would buy rice with all their money, but at least Taixu was absolutely satisfied with drinking and eating meat. The little beggar could add a few new clothes. What about Xiao Fan? But he really couldn't think of any place he needed to spend money.

This is really a happy and sad thing. I have too much money to know how to spend it.

"How does it feel to be a big shot?" Xiao Fan asked Taixu with a smile.

"Buy two tittles at a time, one for lunch and one for night." Taixu's ideal is not very big.

"Where are you?" Xiao Fan asked the little beggar.

The little beggar pointed at Taixu with joy, then gestured two fingers.

Xiao Fan understood: "Okay, buy four hoofs, two of you, two of your master."

Taixu asked, "Where are you?"

Xiao Fan looked up at the sky forty-five degrees, and his eyes were filled with a faint deepness.

"I want to rinse my mouth with a bowl of shark fin..."

Taixu and the little beggar looked at each other, and Taixu sighed: "It's true that it's the fate of the prince! The ambitions are more than a little bigger than ours..."

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Holding the heavy silver, the three of them returned to the mountain temple.

Taixu kept wandering around the temple, muttering: "What should I do if I get robbed of so much silver? I have to find a place to hide it..."

After wandering around for several times, Xiao Fan couldn't help it and said, "Master, didn't you say that there are few opponents in your martial arts today?"

"yes."

"Someone robs the money, won't you just beat him up? Why are you still hiding it?"

Taixu suddenly realized: "Yes, I am a peerless master, I am afraid that someone will rob the money..."

Xiao Fan was very worried that if he learned martial arts with such an uncontrollable master, he would practice himself as uncontrollable as him? It is hard to say that IQ is high, some people are low, and some people can even spread it to others...

There is no shortage of food and clothing, and the life of the three of them is getting richer and richer.

So Xiao Fan began to practice martial arts hard.

It is actually a bit beautified.

Taixu teaches martial arts very strange. He does not teach moves, so he insists on starting from breathing. First, he forces Xiao Fan to learn to recognize all the acupoints in the human body, and then force Xiao Fan to recite a set of internal skills called "Pure Yang Wuji Gong". After memorizing it, he starts to practice diligently, sit in front of the mountain temple with his legs crossed, then closes his eyes, carefully experience the qi of the dantian mentioned by Taixu, and strives to find the legendary qi...

Xiao Fan is not a genius in martial arts practice, and he can even be said to have mediocre qualifications... Well, saying that he is mediocre qualifications is just a praising him. To be honest, when it comes to martial arts practice, he is simply a rotten wood.

But this rotten wood does not have the consciousness or low-keyness of being a rotten wood at all.

"What's the point of just sitting here all day inhaling and panting?" After practicing for two hours, Ji Mu asked Taixu impatiently.

Taixu had the urge to drive him out of the wall, and said coldly with a stern face: "Correct it, that is not called inhaling or breathing, that is called breathing, authentic Taoist internal skills, people in the martial arts world are crazy about it and cannot get it..."

"Why do I feel like sitting down is wasting my youth? Are you sure this thing called snooping is useful?" Shuimu still didn't repent.

Taixu took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to vomit blood, and gritted his teeth and burst out two words from the cracks of his teeth: "Confirm!"

"Then I can sit for a while..."

Looking at Xiao Fan sitting on the ground, frowning and practicing breathing, Taixu sighed: "You have been sitting for two hours. Have you not felt the energy in the Dantian at all?"

"No...I fell asleep for one and a half hours..."

Taixu lowered his head powerlessly and said depressedly: "I would like to give you a kitchen knife to protect yourself. If you teach you such an apprentice, I may be angry to death by you. I am over 130 years old, it is not easy..."

Xiao Fan also felt ashamed, and then his eyes lit up and said, "Master, do you have the kind of Dali pill that can increase your skills after taking it? There are many things under the cliffs..."

"No! Martial arts require hard work, no tricks can be achieved, and there is no shortcut to take..."

Xiao Fan asked with hope again: "Can you press your hands behind me and transfer my skills for decades? Your internal skills have been at least a hundred years, right? Just give it to me..."

Taixu was about to cry: "Where did you hear such nonsense? The skills are all achieved through hard practices every day and night, and they are melted into the essence and blood of the meridians. How can I give them to you evenly?"

Xiao Fan looked at him disappointedly and said, "This is not the case, that's not possible. Master, you are too failed..."

Taixu's old tears flowed: "…………”

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After a whole day, Xiao Fan made no progress in practicing martial arts, which was about zero.

Taixu has the rise of internal fire and has broken through the bottleneck for many years. That is all caused by Xiao Fan.

The next morning, the master and apprentice continued to practice.

For some purpose, Taixu acted as if he wanted to teach Xiao Fan to become a peerless master. Unfortunately, the disciple he taught was too low in qualifications and could not practice any problems, and he could not even get started.

So Taixu was always in a state of furious spirit of the Three Corpse Gods, and there was an urge to kill Xiao Fan in his palm countless times. The Three Pure Daojun can tell that Taixu had not had such violent thoughts for at least a hundred years.

When one teaches kung fu and the other practices kung fu, the little beggar is doing nothing. She is a little confused and doesn't know what to do. Since she is sensible, the little girl seems to be constantly worried and tired of survival problems. Once the survival problems are solved, her life becomes blank, and she doesn't know what to do to pass the time.

Squatting in front of the mountain temple, watching Xiao Fan's practice of martial arts for a while, soon she lost her patience, so she jumped around to pick wild flowers or weaving grass rings, and in the blink of an eye she lost sight.

Xiao Fan sat cross-mindedly, his eyes quietly opened a gap. Seeing the little beggar playing with bored and then having fun, a warm smile appeared on his face inadvertently.

It is his responsibility to make this poor child happy.

"Bang!"

He slapped Xiao Fan's forehead hard, and Taixu shouted in a deep voice with anger: "Concentrate! Concentrate and calm down!"

"Talk well, don't do it, be careful that I'm going to be in a devil..."

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Two hours later, Xiao Fan opened his eyes and his eyes were clear.

Taixu squatted down and stared at him expectantly: "How is it? Do you feel in the Dantian?"

"Well..." Xiao Fan pondered.

Taixu was unhappy: "Well, what does it mean?"

"I seemed to scream in my stomach just now..."

Taixu was ecstatic: "In this way, there is progress! Laojun blesses me, I will follow the destiny and finally..."

"No, Master, I'm screaming because I'm hungry..." Xiao Fan said shyly and pointed to the sky carefully: "It's almost noon, it's time to start dinner, Master..."

Taixu's face is as dark as ink: "…………”

The little beggar also jumped back at this time. She was sweating slightly on her face, gasping for breath, and she was holding a small clay pot that was shiny and mesmerizing. The mouth of the pot was sealed with mud seals, and she didn't know what was inside.

Xiao Fan smiled: "Where did you go to play? What are you holding in your hand?"

The little girl smiled slightly and handed the pottery in her hand to Xiao Fan like a treasure. - After meeting Xiao Fan, the little beggar laughed more and more times.

Xiao Fan took the clay pot, slapped the mud seal seal at the opening, and glanced curiously: "What is it here? It's white like flour..."

Taixu snatched the pot without hesitation, looked in, and smiled, "This is just flour, I'll try it first..."

As he said that, Taixu reached out to pinch a small handful of powdery objects in the jar, put them in his mouth and tasted them carefully.

"Huh? Why does this taste weird? It doesn't look like flour..." Taixu smacked his lips in confusion.

Xiao Fan looked at him worriedly: "Master, this thing has unknown origin. You just put it in your mouth like this, aren't you afraid of being poisoned?"

Taixu laughed proudly: "Poisoned? Haha, a joke! I have lived for two years and have been invincible for a long time. Even if the jar is filled with arsenic, I will still be lively after eating it. Do you believe it?"

After saying that, Taixu grabbed a handful of "flour", stuffed it hard into his mouth, and then looked at Xiao Fan with white smoke showing off, hoping to see the expression of pride on Xiao Fan's face of worshiping such a wise master.

Xiao Fan hurriedly showed a proud expression and stopped Taixu and said, "Okay, okay, the master's magical skills are so great that his disciple admires him..."

The little beggar has a potential for crazy people, so he took advantage of the situation and grabbed a handful of flour to stuff it into his mouth. Xiao Fan was so scared that he hurriedly knocked off the flour in her hand and said, "You can't eat it, your magical power is not outrageous..."

The little beggar had to give up, then blinked his big eyes and stared at Taixu's mouth with relish, with his expression full of envy.

Taixu even raised an eyebrow at her maliciously, looking very squinting.

This is the little day for three people, warm and quiet. The small mountain temple is like a paradise. They are isolated from the world and live their own life without desire or conflict. Although it is ordinary, it is very precious.

Just after eating, a person came from a distance outside the mountain temple.

Xiao Fan looked at him and said, "Well, he knows this person."

He is the headmaster Liu of the county government.
To be continued...