Lu Jing didn't expect that one day he would indulge in moving bricks, and even found the feeling of playing civilization for 5 hours all night. His brain seemed to be dominated by some mysterious force. After one trip, he almost started the next trip, and he couldn't feel fatigue at all.

He felt that he could just hold it until dark, and it was not impossible even the next day. However, after an hour and a half, Lu Jing had to stop. It was not that he finally had no strength, but that the twenty-four flying boats had all been emptied.

Looking at the empty cabin, Lu Jing felt a little lost. It was not until this time that he remembered to count the signs in his hand, but found that he had unknowingly saved up ten long signs and eight short signs, which also meant that he had run nine round trips in total.

The other porters were looking at him with monster-like eyes, because most of them had only run four or five times, and they only carried two or three bags of corn each time, but even so, they were already very tired. Many people's sweat had soaked their bodies' bags. Now they were sitting or lying down, scooping up the cold well water and sending them into their mouths.

Niu Jiu is also one of them, and he is rubbing his shoulders. Niu Jiu, who is strong in shape, has always been the most powerful person among porters. Therefore, when he saw Lu Jing carrying six bags of corn floating past him, he felt quite dissatisfied.

So on the second trip, he tried to add another bag of corn to his shoulders, but he could barely stand up, but he could hardly move. Niu Jiu, who was unbelieving, walked a few steps shakingly, and was soon surpassed by other porters, and finally had to put the newly added bag of corn back into the cabin.

At this moment, Niu Jiu stared at Lu Jing with his big eyes like a copper bell, as if he wanted to see how the young man in front of him could compare him.

However, Lu Jing didn't have much intention to compete with Niu Jiu for inexplicable things. His attention is now all about his body. At this time, Lu Jing didn't know that he was in trouble. But the problem was that he didn't know what he was in trouble. The changes in his body were obviously not explained by the science he had learned in the past.

At this moment, there were still merchant ships unloading the goods at the wharf, but Lu Jing and his team of sergeants had to rest until the afternoon before they could have work. Lu Jing hesitated for a moment and decided not to wait any longer.

The body is important. He has earned more money from transporting corn just now than he had in the past two days. Since the food rations have fallen in the past few days, he should solve the problem of the Dantian first.

Since he made a decision, Lu Jing first exchanged the signatures in his hand. According to the exchange rate of one cent for one sign, he exchanged a total of 108 cents. Lu Jing carefully collected the money, and then went to Yu Liulang teahouse next to the dock to ask Qin Xiaotou for leave. He did not hide it, and just said that he was just for the sake of medical treatment.

As a result, a strange look appeared on Qin Xiaotou's face, "Are you sick? When will you get married?"

"Uh...this morning."

"Why are you still working at the dock?"

"To make money to cure the disease?"

"But I heard that you just carried six bags of corn by yourself, and your steps were vigorous." Qin Xiaotou continued.

Lu Jing didn't expect that this incident would even reach Qin Xiaotou's ears. Generally speaking, after Qin Xiaotou went to the dock for a tour in the morning, he would have tea on the second floor of Yu Liulang Teahouse next to the dock. After the afternoon, he would take a bath in the next Qiu Yuanwai bathhouse, and would not keep staring at the porters on the dock to work.

It seems that someone told him that Lu Jing thought of the man in brown who had to show off his strength to grab rice bags before, and paused, "I may have had a problem with my practice and was planning to ask my teacher."

Qin Xiaotou seemed to be interested when he heard this, "You are practicing qigong too? Who is the master? Oh, I remembered that Zhang Gongfeng is said to have planned to accept an apprentice recently, and that's you."

"It's me." Lu Jing nodded.

"It seems that you are doing well in practice. It's a pity to be a porter." Qin Xiaotou's eyes rolled around Lu Jing, "How is it? Are you interested in coming to my subordinates to make sticks?"

"I thank Xiaotou for his attention, but I have just practiced martial arts for less than a day, and my master said that I have no talent."

Lu Jing has read many online novels before, and the protagonists in it like to be mysterious. Although they are no different from ordinary people or are only a little better than ordinary people, they insist on pretending to be a paranormal, just like many girls on the Internet must now take photos and keep their faces slimming.

But is this good? Lu Jing thinks this is not good. People should be down-to-earth. How capable are you to eat as much as you can. It is important to know that cheating is easy to deceive for a lifetime. You cannot only play QQ love with people online for the rest of your life. One day you will meet offline. Since that is the case, it is better to be honest from the beginning and treat others with sincerity.

However, Qin Xiaotou's face was slightly dark when he heard this, "But has Xiaotou from other piers been looking for you first?"

"No." Lu Jing didn't understand why Qin Xiaotou asked this. He was just an ordinary porter. He had been silent for half a year in the Qingzhu Gang. Even if he had performed well with corn just now, it would be fine if it was heard in Qin Xiaotou's ears. How could other little heads know?

Could it be because he worshipped his master? Lu Jing thought about it and found that this is probably the only possibility. Although Zhang Sanfeng never cared about the matter in the Qingzhu Gang, he was a friend of the previous gang leader. If anyone was willing to sell his face to Mr. Zhang, it would be reasonable to promote his disciples.

However, Lu Jing did not want to take advantage of this. He had just become a disciple and had just started to make contributions to the master. Is it okay to pull his master a handful of wool before he started to make contributions? Besides, he himself did not plan to stay in the Qingzhu Gang for a long time. He could leave as a porter, but even if he became a stick, he barely stepped into the core of the Qingzhu Gang. For example, Qin Xiaotou, the one in front of him, was said to have made sticks for a long time before becoming a little head, but it was not so easy to quit the Qingzhu Gang at that time.

So Lu Jing thought about it and added, "When I started, my master made an agreement with me, just teach me how to practice martial arts and ignore other things. As for the stick... I really can't do it and can't do it. If Xiaotou lacks people around him, why not try a porter named Niu Jiu."

Lu Jing felt that his words were quite appropriate. The first half of the sentence tactfully implied that even if he was promoted to be a stick, he would not be able to match his master Zhang Sanfeng. The second half of the sentence recommended a suitable candidate for Qin Xiaotou, which not only solved the problem but also recommended colleagues, but also made a good relationship.

Who said that his EQ is not high? He just doesn't bother to think about this kind of thing on weekdays and prefers to do technology. Besides, have you never eaten pork and seen pigs running? When it really comes, Lu Jing can't stand it, but he never thought that his high EQ speech was just a sneer.

"Haha, do you think I'm like a fool?" Qin Xiaotou's expression sank to the bottom this time, and asked pointing to his nose.

“???!”

Lu Jing had a question mark on his face. He even recalled the previous dialogue options in his mind again, and had no idea how the plot was unfolding now.

"I've taken a look at it before, but I didn't expect that you kid is hiding quite deeply. It's been eight or nine months since you came to Zhangjia Wharf. You've been hiding your martial arts skills. Since that's the case, why don't you continue to hide? Oh, is it because the days are coming and you're starting to be proud?" Qin Xiaoshar stared at Lu Jing with a smile.

Wugong? Days? There are so many complaints about this sentence. Lu Jing didn't know where to ask first. Moreover, Qin Xiaotou didn't give him a chance to speak. He put down the tea bowl in his hand, then slapped the table with his left hand, and suddenly raised the volume of three points, "I think we shouldn't wait half a month later. Qin will come to learn your master's tricks today."

Before he finished speaking, his right hand had already waved!

The boxing technique that Qin Xiaotou practiced is called the crane hand. It is rumored that it was created by a master who was inspired by various postures of the crane. The original move highlighted a lively and elegant style, but when it fell into Qin Xiaotou's hands, it lacked a trace of fairy spirit and a little more strange.
Chapter completed!