I can see the book of life and death

Confucius traveled around the six countries and spread the legal principles he summarized throughout the world. He became the founder of Confucianism and was called a saint of his generation.

I thought that with my far superior knowledge, not only could I become Confucius, I could at least change my own environment and the current situation.

The result is that I overestimated myself.

Confucius not only had concepts and ideas that were far ahead of his time.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, he was able to travel throughout the Six Kingdoms and spread his ideas among bandits, bandits, and rebellious armies.

That is the force that makes people stop and listen to his reasoning.

Before you convince people with your reasoning, you need to be able to be heard.

The purpose of studying literature is to be able to reason calmly, while the purpose of studying martial arts is to make people sit down and listen to your reasoning calmly.

Unfortunately, I understood this truth too late.

This passage was full of regret, and Zhang Mingtu frowned. The writing style and memories were very similar to his writing style.

It made him feel sad in his heart just looking at it.

I think I will suffer a big loss on this matter in the future.

"Force?"

Secretly keeping this key point in mind, Zhang Mingtu continued to read.

This world is completely different from the world I live in.

The foundation is different!

There is nothing wrong with my idea of ​​keeping a low profile and relying on the advanced knowledge from the previous life to transform myself, even to the point of spreading to Jianyi County and Longxing Prefecture.

But in practice, it made too many mistakes.

Plans can never keep up with changes.

I still have a martial arts dream in my heart, but the dream was eventually shattered.

The gap between people is so huge that it is unimaginable. In the second month of practicing Mangniu Daliquan, I have just started to master various force-generating techniques and learned the key to Yijin.

The top figures among their peers have already completed the process of changing muscles, and when it comes to forging bones, they even have a certain understanding of marrow training.

The instructors all praised him highly, and my practice progress was not at the bottom among many of my classmates, but it was still in the middle and lower reaches, so I was considered to be in the middle of the pack.

I can’t say that I’m not suitable for practicing martial arts, but my instructor recommended that I follow my parents’ arrangements.

Well, the instructor also thinks that I am more suitable to open a restaurant.

But I feel that he probably thinks that I will not develop better in martial arts.

I was unwilling to give in, but after suffering a lot of beatings in society, I still let my reason prevail and chose to go home and inherit the family business.

The restaurant is open.

Unexpectedly, I distilled spirits using the distillation method.

The fragrant and mellow spirit was welcomed by the whole Jianyi.

My parents were also very happy.

Then I encountered a big difficulty.

A bunch of scoundrels, drinking and eating meat in a restaurant every day, but they don't want to pay the bill.

In the novels I have read, such minions are casually dismissed by the protagonist, but this group of people tortured me to the point of death.

They came and drank in the restaurant every day and made a lot of noise, which once affected the restaurant's business.

Until the escort's father comes back.

He easily beat up the leading gangster, and then invited a familiar escort to have a feast in a restaurant the next day - for free.

This works great.

After that, the restaurant was not disturbed too much by gangsters. Afterward, I heard my father say that there seemed to be more important people behind these gangsters.

But my father did not discuss this aspect with me in detail.

I know it's because my strength is too low and my father doesn't want me to get involved too much in the world of martial arts.

After this round of setbacks, the restaurant's business has become increasingly prosperous.

And feeling that the world was difficult, I also made certain changes.

Having had the previous experience, I know deeply that although there is a ray of love between the escort agency and the restaurant, it is okay to show up once or twice, but the ray of love will eventually be cut off if the number of times is too many.

I want to further strengthen contact with the escort agency.

But there was no other way, until one time I found an old man with one arm sunbathing in the escort agency.

…

The restaurant accepts many disabled escorts from the escort agency who are willing to work in the restaurant, and their family members can also work in the restaurant.

This is the right move.

The restaurant has completely integrated into the escort agency and Jianyi.

I also dare to innovate more boldly and recreate the food I remember from my previous life.

I brewed beer, made kebabs, improved hot pot...

Restaurant branches have opened one after another, and there are even escorts in the escort agency who are physically strong and good at martial arts who are willing to come to the restaurant to help. The profit generated by the restaurant is no less than that of escorts, or even more than that of escorts.

The relationship between the escort agency and the restaurant is getting closer and closer. I thought I would gradually reach the top of my life, but instead I reached the bottom.

I've been kidnapped!

This was a premeditated incident.

I didn't expect it, but I thought I had expected it when I came to the escort agency. The fact that a young and strong escort came to work in the restaurant is proof of this.

In this world, fists are the last word.

But this time, the escort's fist was not strong enough.

I thought I was strong, I thought I could say nothing, but it turned out that I was far from being as strong as I imagined.

After being tortured, I realized that I couldn't be as proud as my predecessors in history. I just wanted to die as soon as possible.

I was very spineless and explained the key to distillation, the brewing method of beer, and the recipes for each kebab.

Then... I was stabbed in the chest with a knife, and my eyes gradually became dark.

At the end of his life, he could only hear the sound of weapons falling to the ground and the panic of people falling to the ground.

Then a very unexpected person rushed in.

The one-armed old man who first made me think about recruiting disabled escorts in the escort agency broke into the basement covered in blood.

In the past, he would lazily bask in the sun, looking like a lazy old cat, almost unwilling to move more.

Anyone who passed by and said hello to him would respond lazily, as if he had no bones.

But at this moment, his eyes were fierce and evil, like a tiger that wanted to eat people alive.

The palm of his hand flicked like a tiger's claws, and with one claw he took out the heart of a leader.

"Tiger Demon!"

Those were the last two words I heard in my life.

"Am I going to die like this?"

As his eyes fell on the last word of this circle of life experiences, a cold breath seemed to flow from the soles of his feet, and his whole body went straight to the sky.

Zhang Tuming couldn't help but shudder. He checked his whole body, but found that there was not much change.

I tried pushing the stone lock in the yard that was used to build up strength, but found that my strength didn't change much.

"Okay, okay, the meal is almost ready. Come and eat." Wang Yulan, the mother in the kitchen, leaned out and saw that Zhang Mingtu was still practicing after returning home. A smile appeared on her face, but there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Well, what smells so good?"

"Your uncle Kili shot a wild boar in the mountains and brought some to us. I cooked it with pickled cabbage. You can practice martial arts and eat more."