Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm

After he entered a pharmacy, Jiang He learned that the Bezoar Detox-series were not limited pills, but that there were also pellets, tablets, and capsules available.

Of course, ‘series’ was not actually a precise word since the effect was mostly the same, the only difference being the manufacturer.

“I’ll have a box of Bezoar Detox Pills…

“What?

“Not sold separately?”

Jiang He was at a loss for words. How was buying an entire box buying it separately?

Then, the pharmacist simply brought out a huge box of Bezoar Detox Pills, inside of which were six smaller boxes with twelve 3g pills.

Jiang He: “…”

No wonder pharmacies earn so much!

Still, since he was already here, he should not be merely buying Bezoar Detox Pills. After some thought, he then said, “Give me something that stops bleeding and antibiotics.”

When working in the field, it was unavoidable for martial artists to bleed.

Therefore, hemostatic and antibiotics were very useful.

Thud!

The pharmacists put a box of Yunnan Baiyao Band-Aid and a box of Amoxicillin capsules on the table.

“…”

Silent for seconds, Jiang he then said, “Alright, should I scan a code or pay cash for these three boxes?”

There was no doubt that the band-aid would stop bleeding, and it was a top brand like Yunnan Baiyao.

Also, Jiang He was aware that Amoxicillin was an antibiotic in the penicillin category.

With all three boxes in hand, Jiang He returned home.

It was already noon, and lunch was simple: stir-fried black wood ear over beef, eggplant over python meat, coleslaw cucumber over carrot shreds…

After eating, Jiang He rolled up his sleeves and went to the yard.

“Dumbo, Trumbo, get to work!”

At his call, Dumbo and Trumbo promptly started digging holes.

Under Jiang He’s instructions, cat and dog worked diligently and clawed out over a hundred small craters, and Jiang He nodded in satisfaction, saying, “Not bad, I’ll give you some snacks today.”

Dumbo’s eyes twinkled and promptly kicked out at Trumbo.

In turn, Trumbo turned into a black blur, and soon returned with two steel bowls and two huge spoons.

Okay…

These two creatures are getting smarter by the day, and had learned to use spoons. Dumbo had even learned to use chopsticks and almost looked the part, but after Jiang He beat it up for that, no such thing happened again.

Pitter-patter!

Jiang He hence poured dog and cat each a bowl full of qi pellets, as well as a handful of blended qi pellets.

He had quite a lot of the latter, and would not finish them soon. Feeding it to the pets and improving their ability would be a good choice.

With that, cat and dog stood on their rear legs happily, and carried their bowls over to a corner to start eating.

Meanwhile, Jiang He took out the Bezoar Detox Pills and went to work.

Planting medicine…

He had not done that before, and was therefore unsure if it would succeed.

Turning to look at the System Panel, it turned out that he had over ten thousand Farm Points. As such, Jiang He first exchanged a pack of Mysterious Soil before dumping the box of Bezoar Detox Pills into the hole.

He then poured in a third, buried the hole, and watered it.

After that, Jiang He took out the Yunnan Baiyao Band-aid, but after some thought, he threw the box inside too with another third of the Mysterious Soil.

Then, he did the same with the Amoxicillin capsules, using up all the mysterious Soil.

With that done, he began planting the gold bullions.

It was already the end of September, and the sun overhead was burning fiercely.

After planting two bullions, Jiang He wiped his forehead by reflex—but with his powerful physique now, he might not sweat even if he was dumped inside a furnace, let alone staying under the sun.

“This won’t do.”

“I’m getting a straw hat the next time I’m in town. What if I get tanned working the fields under this sun?”

Jiang He muttered, and continued his planting.

“Us peasants are so happy today!”

“Yo-me-yo-me-yo-he-yo-hey…”

“He-yo-he…”

“Our soil, our land, awesome with any crops!”

The song could be heard across the yard, and it was only after half an hour that Jiang He planted all 90 gold bullions, dusted his hands, and turned around.

That was when he found that the Bezoar Detox Pills, which he planted first had already sprouted.

A small shoot was growing rapidly, and the yard was wafting with an aroma of traditional medicine.

Jiang He had studied it before—the Bezoar Detox Pills were, in fact, not western medicine.

It consists of artificial bezoars, realgar, gypsum, rhubarb, scutellaria, platycodon, borneol, licorice, and belongs to the family of traditional medicine.

Shaking his head, Jiang He was at a loss for words. “Another tree… what should a tree planted from Bezoar Detox Pills be called? Bezoar tree? Detox pill tree?”

He looked to another corner.

There were small trees growing out of the spots where he planted the Yunnan Baiyao Band-Aids and Amoxicillin Capsules.

At the rate of their growth, it took over an hour before they could be harvested.

“I’ll have a bath for now. My whole body is grimy after I’m just done planting…”

Jiang He poured himself a cup of Origin Fluid when he arrived beside his swimming pool, before leaping inside, leaning beside it as he leisurely had a taste…

One must say that the rank-nine Origin Fluid was simply fragrant. Most importantly, he could feel his qi and True Qi growing.

The 82′ Cola Lafite was so weak in comparison.

And how much does a bottle of Lafite cost?

Jiang he estimated that a drop of this rank-nine Origin Fluid could sell up to five hundred thousand per drop. While he needed to drink a lot of it for its effect to work, whereas average rank-three or four individuals would improve in cultivation up to one tier with one or two drops.

After drinking a mouthful of Origin Fluid, Jiang He sighed. “Feels like I’m getting more extravagant lately… my three meals, snacks and even beverages would cost at least a hundred million… luckily, I have a farmyard and it’s self-sufficient, or not even hunting Ferals would sustain me for long.”

1

Jiang He’s three meals were actually very simple.

Mutated black wood-ears, the eggplants that promoted longevity, eased swells and stopped bleedings, cucumbers that improved cultivation and spirit, carrots that helped the liver and improved vision…

The Leopard Python meat was quite expensive too.

One catty was worth at least untold figures, and while he would have over a catty each day, it was still less than how much Dumbo and Trumbo ate.

Snack time was simpler: blended qi pellets.

He would munch on a dozen or up to twenty pellets whenever he had the time, which totalled up to around sixty million, if calculated according to the three million per pellet cost.

Even as he counted, Jiang He could not help taking out a few blended qi pellets to snack on.

Munch, munch…

The look on Jiang He’s face then changed as his aura grew.

Laughing bitterly, Jiang He said helplessly, “Can’t I bathe in peace? I was just having a dip and some snack, and now I rose to rank-seven pinnacle…”

He left the pool, put on his clothes, and went downstairs. Running into Sora by coincidence, he whipped out another Violet Flame Lingzhi and told her, “Let’s add a dish for dinner—stirred fried Lingzhi over wood-ear.”

After some thought, he took out the last Violet Flame Lingzhi as well and instructed, “Make a soup with this. Remember to put in less salt since too much would cause thirst.”

The reasons he was so extravagantly feasting on two Violet Flame Lingzhi in a single meal was because he was now rank-seven pinnacle. It would not be difficult to ascend up to rank-eight from there.

He then checked the time—he probably could harvest the Bezoar Detox Pills now, and he arrived at the yard to find three green trees standing next to each other.

The branch of one particular tree was filled with purple-pills the size of a finger joint, and Jiang He estimated that there were at least a thousand pills on that tree that stood over two meters tall.

Next to it was the band-aid tree, which was rather ridiculous.

Though Jiang He did expect to see band-aids hanging on the tip of the branches, he was not aware how far its effects had strengthened, and its design was rather embarrassing.

Indeed, the Yunnan Baiyao Band-Aid was larger after strengthening, and even as they dangled on the branches, they resembled sanitary pads.

Scowling, Jiang He went up to pluck the band aids, and a line of data appeared before his eyes.