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This was a chaotic world. After a year of understanding, Three Wood already knew a lot. Finding books on maps and historical records was not enough.

He only knew the gist of it: it was about the same as a thousand years ago on Earth, except that the people of the East and the West were mixed together, and there was no deep regional lineage. Most of the people in this world were martial artists, and the commoners were ruled by the aristocratic families and major powers. The centralization of the state is too weak to be compared with that of the past.

In this way, the importance of martial arts could be seen. Therefore, in order to practice martial arts, Three Wood had to practice martial arts. Otherwise, if he couldn't even protect himself, how would he be able to get a foothold? Thinking about this, Sanmu put in more effort.

When he was born, he acted differently from others. He didn't cry or make a fuss, he was smart and intelligent. Furthermore, he had never worried his parents, so his family had always been indulgent towards him.

This meant more time to be alone, more time to prepare. Another five years passed, and because of his frequent training, Three Wood was also taller than an average seven or eight year old child. He had already mastered the martial arts of stealth training, so he had the thought of going to the town to take a look.

One morning, his uncle Lin Dongsheng was on his way out. Sanmu called out, "Uncle, can you take me to play in town? You see, I've even prepared the New Year's money that my mother gave me. " With that, Sanmu raised his hand to signal to Lin Dongsheng.

Lin Dong Sheng asked: "Does your mother know?"

Three Wood replied, "I don't know."

Lin Dongsheng walked over and patted Three Mu's head: "Let's go inform your mother first, don't let her not be unable to find you later, worry blindly."

After notifying the Lin Family, the Lin Family sent them out the door: "Be careful and come back early."

Sanmu said, "Got it, got it." Before long, Three Wood and Lin Dongsheng entered the town.

The streets were filled with people. There were endless streams of people passing by. Lin Dong Sheng arranged for San Mu to stay in a small restaurant and called for a few white masks. He repeatedly reminded him not to wander around, and then went out to the streets to do some errands.

Sanmu stared at the yellowish white membrane and cursed, "Damn, it really is white."

Now that he had given up on the world and didn't even have the chance to return the pot of meat, he was in no mood to eat.

Fortunately, he had mastered the Xuan Skill and the Lin Family was a small rich family, so he did not have to worry about food and clothes. Otherwise, he would be ready to die.

Just as he was about to throw away the white film, he saw an eight year old boy staring at the film in his hands.

His clothes were ragged and his expression was complicated. His eyes were filled with stubbornness as he looked at the white film.

The shop assistant noticed him and started shouting at him, "Little beggar, get out, get out, don't affect the business!" Finishing his words, he acted as if he was rushing over.

The little beggar had no choice but to turn and leave, leaving the shop apathetically. However, he didn't walk far, and only looked at the white film in Three Wood's hands.

Three Wood found that the white film in his hand had healed a thousand kilograms and could no longer be thrown out.

Three Wood stood up and walked towards the little boy. The little beggar seemed to have noticed as he walked further and further away.

Three Mu caught up to the little boy and looked at him with a twinkling eyes. He asked, "You want this steamed bun?"

The little beggar nodded. Three Wood gave it to him. The little beggar took it and timidly asked, "Can you give me another one?"

Sanmu nodded. "Follow me. I'll give you everything."

Entering the shop, the waiter said to Sanmu, "Little guest, you don't have to pity him. These little beggars, there are a lot of them in Shuanglin Town, you can give one, but you can't give all of them. "And they might not appreciate it. They might even call for more beggars."

Sanmu interrupted the shop assistant's chattering: "Thank you, little brother. I understand." I know how to handle this. " He thought to himself, "You even need someone to take care of you?"

However, he did not say much and went to greet the other guests.

The little beggar thanked Three Wood and left. After walking for a short while, Sanmu followed. After walking through several streets and through a small alley, they arrived at a dilapidated thatched cottage.

He saw the little boy keep the other steamed buns. Boil some water in an old earthenware jar. When the water was boiled, he would pour some out. First, he would give some to a little girl and then give some to himself. Then you take a bite, I'll take a bite, and I'll eat the steamed bun.

After a long time, Three Wood seemed to have understood something. He returned to the store and waited for his first uncle. After about an hour, Lin Dongsheng returned with some goods.

Lin Dongsheng then ate some food before bringing Three Wood back home.

San Mu looked at Lin family: "Mother, why are there so many little beggars in the town?"

The Lin Clan was a bit puzzled by Three Wood's question, but they still replied: "I heard from a travelling merchant outside that there was a war somewhere, he probably wandered over here!"

After which, he sighed. His uncle Lin Dongsheng also lamented: "I don't know how many people suffered, but the most pitiful ones are these orphans without parents."

"Can we help them?" His uncle Lin Dongsheng said: "Although our family has a small fortune, but we don't have the ability to control so much."

"And if we have enough money to do this?" Three Mu refused to give up.

Grandfather Lin Mu said, "Grandfather can understand why you sympathize with these children. "However, I am merely the village chief who is slightly larger than the protector. I am unable to accomplish such a thing."

"That means if I had the money and ability to help them, you wouldn't object, would you, grandpa?"

"Ha, ha, ha, my grandson is so ambitious huh? Yes, as long as you have the ability, I will definitely not oppose it! " Lin Minamiya laughed, but he did not take it to heart.

To think of it as just a whim of a child's wishful thinking. But the Lin Clan just laughed and scolded, "Father, you're the one who made him act blindly. "Don't worry about us, just don't worry about me ever since I was young."

However, his uncle Lin Dongsheng said, "Little sister, you don't need to say anything. If I, that kid, am half as smart as Xi Mu, I would be satisfied!"

Lin Minamiya also happily echoed, "That's right, that's right." Mrs Lin was very pleased, her face could not help but reveal a smile.

Everything in the village was primitive. Three Wood had spent some time trying to make some tools to make the room look like it had in his previous life.

But luckily, there was a lot of wood in the village. But none of these things can be turned into money in a short time. He still had to come up with an idea that would be perfect for both sides in the near future.

Yes, the knowledge of pharmacology in this world is not complete yet. I might as well use some traditional Chinese medicine methods from my previous life to gather some herbs and learn how to make pills. Then he found the mayor and cooperated with him.

This way, it wouldn't cost too much money and there weren't many people competing with him. It would be easy to achieve his goals.

Of course, he might not be able to achieve such a high profit at the moment, but the advantage lay in the constant flow of water. Naturally, there was no lack of that medicine. Those who had some money would need it in order to get a few more women.

He made up his mind and stopped thinking about it. He found Lin Minquan and told him what he thought. He also explained that the prescription was obtained by exchanging a steamed bun with an old beggar who was just passing by. And let him support, take him to Mayor Ning's home to go for a trip, seek cooperation.

Lin Min Quan said, "If that medicine is really that good, why don't we do it ourselves? Why do you have to work with others? " San looked at him in disdain and thought: "No wonder you can only be the village chief and don't even know how to share the pressure."

He could only explain in detail, "What if others are jealous? In any case, Mayor Ning was still a disciple of Little Ba Shan Sect in his early years, and there were also some people from the martial arts world who were supported by his family. What do we have? What if someone comes and asks us to hand over the prescription? At that time, if we do not hand it over, it might even be life-threatening! "

Lin Minghu thought about it for a moment before finally understanding that his grandson was extraordinary. He couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't I think of that? It seemed that this matter might actually succeed. Since you can think it through so clearly, I'll go run with you. "

"Of course we can, but we need to show some respect when we arrive at the Ning Family. Otherwise, he might be up to no good. " Of course, he couldn't say these words in front of others.