After making his plans, Wang Sheng took imdiate action.
A self-disciplined person never delays.
The issue first and foremost was about the dical books, which in this era were difficult to obtain as they were treasures stowed away by doctors, passed only to their chosen successors.
Outsiders hardly ever managed to get their hands on them, of course, unless you had plenty of silver, it was possible to buy them, unfortunately, Wang Sheng did not have that much silver.
As for earning money as a martial artist?
Unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to.
Doing business related to martial artists that could make money—just linking these two keywords, Wang Sheng had already sensed danger.
He still preferred to honestly grind skill progression and levels.
And he had already thought of a solution to the issue with the dical books.
His main goal was to identify dicinal herbs, at this stage he didn't actually need a dical book about dical skills.
Getting that kind of dical book was no longer as difficult.
Li Wenguang, a hunter from his village, had so books on identifying dicinal herbs at ho, however, Wang Sheng didn't plan to approach Li Wenguang.
The best place in Qingshan Village to obtain a dical book about dicinal herbs, was Ji Yang, the barefoot doctor.
People in Qingshan Village generally called him Old Ji.
When he was young, he had worked as an apprentice in a big city pharmacy, learned a bit of simple dical knowledge, and bought so simple dical books himself; by the ti he was old, he had returned to Qingshan Village and beca a barefoot doctor.
His dical skills weren't anything extraordinary, but he was quite adept at treating minor ailnts, so he was very respected by the people of Qingshan Village.
Wang Sheng knew he had dical books because of the old scholar who used to give people in the village their nas.
The old scholar thought that since the people of Qingshan Village lived near mountains, and often went into the mountains, having knowledge about so herbs would be of great help, so he planned to teach so common knowledge about dicinal herbs.
Unfortunately, before he could start teaching, the old scholar passed away.
Naturally, the dical books were returned to Old Ji.
Wang Sheng's target was this dical book.
Old Ji's place was so distance from his house. On the way to Old Ji's house, he encountered quite a few people.
Almost everyone he saw talked with him.
"Wang, heard you gathered enough chrysanthemums and resolved the issue!"
"Haha, you were just one step away from 'enjoying your fortune'!"
"Yun Sheng, impressive, managing to gather so many chrysanthemums."
Villagers during small village talks got wind of Li Da and Li Er carting away the chrysanthemums; many had seen the Sun family mbers leave and Wang Sheng delivering the goods, resolving the troubling issue spread quickly.
Most people thought Wang Sheng was not taken away because he managed to gather 500 kilograms of dried chrysanthemums; no one knew the real reason.
Wang Sheng didn't explain, just responded with a smile to everyone.
Many of the young girls blushed at such a smile.
When they had heard that the Sun family was going to take Wang Sheng away, they were quite heartbroken in private.
Now that Wang Sheng was staying, did they have a chance?
Even though he was sowhat older, an old man by so standards, one couldn't deny that he was handso!
...
By the ti he handled all the affairs and fended off the clinging young girls, Wang Sheng spent quite a bit of ti reaching Old Ji's house.
Luckily, Old Ji was ho, leisurely lying on a lounge chair and smoking a dry pipe.
Hearing footsteps, Old Ji opened his eyes.
"Firm steps, each step brings a breeze, full of Qi-blood, from the look of it, full of the vigor of a dragon and tiger, a martial artist!"
He stood up imdiately, sowhat shocked as he stared at Wang Sheng.
The village wasn't large, and basically everyone knew each other, Old Ji was no exception, he recognized Wang Sheng.
Of course, he also knew about the predicant Wang Sheng had faced.
He thought it was just like the villagers said, Wang Sheng managed to avoid being taken because he had delivered the goods on ti. Now it seed that was only a small part of the reason.
The real reason was simple, Wang Sheng was a martial artist.
Wang Sheng was slightly surprised when he heard Old Ji's words. Was his identity that easy to spot?
He said with a teasing tone, "Old Ji, you're not so hermit master, are you?"
Old Ji shook his head, "What hermit master? My master taught us this thod to identify martial artists so that we wouldn't offend the wrong people."
A hermit master? He wished, but he was just an ordinary barefoot doctor.
Thinking of this, his gaze towards Wang Sheng was a bit complicated as he said, "So you are a martial artist, quite the hidden one at that. No wonder you could gather 500 kilograms of dried chrysanthemums."
Old Ji believed that Wang Sheng had gathered the dried chrysanthemums and then used his identity as a martial artist to intimidate the Sun Family into leaving him be.
"Can't one beco a martial artist in a month?" Wang Sheng said jokingly.
"Although I'm not a martial artist, I know that's impossible. You're not from so major family. Do you have that many resources? Or is your aptitude exceptional?"
Old Ji didn't show any significant reaction to Wang Sheng being a martial artist.
At his age, could being a martial artist help him live another hundred and eighty years?
Clearly, it couldn't.
So he was initially shocked, but then it was business as usual.
However, he was curious why a martial artist would co to see him.
"No one visits a temple without a cause. Tell , what do you want?"
Wang Sheng cut to the chase and made his request, "Old Ji, could you let look at your dical book? I want to familiarize myself with so dicinal herbs."
"No interference Old Ji, but as soon as there's trouble, it's Old Ji. Clever boy. I can lend you the dical book, but why do you, a martial artist, need this useless dical book?"
Wang Sheng wasn't planning to take it by force. A person asking for help ought to be respectful.
"I just want to see if I can find so herbs that could enhance my strength."
Since his identity as a martial artist had been discovered, Wang Sheng saw no point in hiding it.
Old Ji laughed when he heard this, "You're using a common man's dical book to look for resources ant for martial artists? Shouldn't you be searching in specialized resource records for martial artists? Wait here!"
Old Ji casually said this but obviously didn't intend to delve deeper. Instead, he went to fetch the dical book.
Soon, he erged from the house with an ancient book.
"Here it is. Just return it when you're done without damaging it."
After tossing the dical book to Wang Sheng, Old Ji lay back down on his recliner, appearing as if the earlier confusion hadn't involved him.
Old Ji didn't ask further, and Wang Sheng didn't explain, simply thanked him and left.
Why not look at the resource records specific for martial artists?
They were not available!
To obtain them, one must enter the circle.
But—
Entering the circle = Risk!
Unless absolutely necessary, he wasn't going to make contact.
Of course, for now, he didn't even have a way to get in touch with the circle.
Still, the old saying held; honestly farming was the best choice.
On his way back, he took a different route and didn't encounter anyone before quickly reaching his house.
Upon entering, Wang Sheng didn't waste ti and started reading the dical book right away.
No matter what, he needed to progress, and then slowly grind!
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