Half an hour later, Chen Mu left the restaurant with satisfaction and traveled through it for almost a month. Finally, he had a good meal, but it was a little expensive. With a packed braised pork trotter, it cost a total of one silver dollar.

The wallet instantly shrank by one tenth.

However, he had a happy meal, and more importantly, he also had plans for future development, and the money was worth spending.

After returning home, he took out the braised pig's feet and the old lady who was still waiting for him to come back in the living room was so happy that she was just consuming something. She didn't ask anything. She successfully blocked her mouth.

Chen Mu returned to the room, took out paper and pen, finished writing Chapter 5, and lit up the fifth star on the pen.

The fifth summoning object is a plum blossom dart. Judging from the original work, it is poisoned. It is of little use to him.

So far, among the items he can summon, the most useful one is naturally the Dragon Slaying Sword, and the Iron Arhat, and the golden silk bracelet is also useful. The other two items are useless.

Chen Mu put away the manuscript paper and carefully hide it. He does not intend to take out this novel and publish it.

The biggest advantage of the novelist genre is that it can turn the imagined things into reality. The first is the object, and the second is the power system inside.

If the internal skills and mental methods in martial arts novels can be practiced in reality, then the value is so great that it is unimaginable.

As for whether it can be done, he still has to experiment. Now he is almost like summoning the martial arts from the novel.

Of course, there are also great restrictions. You need to write high-quality novels that can touch people's hearts, then publish them on a large scale, spread them, and make ten thousand people resonate with their souls.

Fortunately, Chen Mu stood on the shoulders of his predecessors and directly crossed the most difficult threshold.

If this novel is published, if he really practices the martial arts in the novel in the future, those who have read the novel can easily know his background and it is easy to target him.

Chen Mu would rather not make money than let others know his trump card.

Next, he decided not to go out, cause less trouble, and develop well is serious.

He has nine silver dollars left. As long as it is not the same flower style as today, it should be no problem until he finishes writing the entire novel. This book has a total of forty chapters and thirty-five days.

After writing this novel, he can be promoted to the second realm and gain a new ability. Maybe the pen can also activate new functions.

The next day, Chen Mu stayed at this house to practice Arhat boxing. Apart from going out to fetch water and buy vegetables, he did not step out of the house.

In this era, there is no entertainment at home, which is really boring.

Chen Mu was tired of practicing martial arts, so he took out paper and pen to write something. It was a new novel he composed.

If you want to rely on writing novels to support yourself, you must first know what subject you are good at. He cannot write martial arts novels, such as fantasy, and most people in this era cannot accept it.

The book he conceived was a time travel novel, telling the story of a young man from the Jin Dynasty who traveled to a hundred years later. In his setting, it was when the Internet was not popular, it was the 1990s.

Chen Mu was worried that people in this era would not be able to understand the concept of the information age, so he lowered the reading threshold.

I'm afraid no one can imagine what the electrical era was like.

But Chen Mu is so mature, just describe it according to the truth, and there is no need to worry about it.

This is also considered a science fiction novel of this era. It will definitely attract the interest of some readers. As long as you meet editors who know the goods, you should be able to successfully publish them.

Of course, Chen Mu is not just trying to earn royalties, he wants to try it out. If this novel meets the standard of resonance with ten thousand readers, can it summon the things inside?

If possible, aircraft cannons, artificial intelligence, robots, even spacecraft, star destroyer cannons... By then, the more powerful their weapons are, the more powerful their weapons are.

I'm a little excited to think about it.

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It was not until noon that Chen Mu went out. After using up the firewood at home, he had to buy some. In an alley behind, there was a family who went outside the city to collect firewood, and then carried it into the city and sold it to those in need.

You can buy a bundle of copper plates, which is very cheap.

He carried two bundles of firewood, and when he was about to reach the entrance of the alley, he heard a quarrel between a man and a woman, and subconsciously stopped.

I heard the boy say with anger, "Yingying, what are you doing here?"

Another female voice said impatiently, "What does it have to do with you?"

"Don't think I don't know, you are here to find that little white face."

"What a little boy, Zhang Jian, why do you speak so badly?"

"Am I wrong? That boy can compare with me except for being thin and tender?"

Yingying said with some disdain, "You are the only one?"

"What's wrong with me? I have a restaurant at home. From now on, I will be the owner of the restaurant. What about him? He has a coolie on the pier. I also heard that there is only one grandma left in his family. Other relatives are dead. They must be a broom star, and they will kill their parents--"

"Shut up your stinky mouth." Na Yingying said angrily, "Even if he is a coolie, he is a hundred times better than you. Go away and don't stop me."

…………

At the corner, Chen Mu scratched his head, but unexpectedly encountered such a situation. The little face in the mouth of the man named Zhang Jian was him.

The woman's name is Su Yingying, who is the daughter of the owner of the rice shop, and she is still a 15 or 16-year-old girl.

As for Zhang Jian, he didn't know him anymore. Listening to the conversation between the two, he should be Su Yingying's admirer. As for why this person knows so well about his situation, it's not surprising at all.

There is no entertainment activity these days, and people’s gossip is definitely not something that young people in the 21st century can imagine. They all live on the same street, so it is easy to find out who is in the house and what is happening.

At this time, a sound of horse hooves came, and someone heard a question, "Which house Chen Mu lives in?"

Chen Mu suddenly recognized it. It was the voice of the coachman of the Sherlock family. But he was not happy at all. Sherlock sent someone to find him, and there must be nothing good.

Then Su Yingying asked, "Are you here to find Chen Mu?"

"Yes, does the girl know Chen Mu? My master asked me to come over and invite him over. There is something very important. Please let the girl know."

At this time, Zhang Jian said, "Then Chen Mu is a coolie who carries bags at the wharf. What are you asking him for?"

The coachman said, "Aren't you Mr. Chen's friends?"

"Of course not, a coolie, what qualifications are you to be my friend."

The coachman's tone suddenly calmed down, "It seems that I asked the wrong person."

Su Yingying said angrily, "Zhang Jian, you're enough."

"I'm right. This little guy has only one face, but his stomach is full of bad water. Tell your master to be careful and don't be deceived by this kid."

Su Yingying said, "Don't pay attention to him, Brother Chen lives in this room."

The coachman said, "Thank you girl."

"You are welcome."

The coachman said again, "Also, what is this person called?"

"My name is Zhang Jian, and the Zhangji Restaurant on Qian Street is run by my family."

The coachman said lightly, "Zhang Jian, right? I'll give you a piece of advice. Be careful when speaking in the future. You must know that disaster comes from the mouth."

When Chen Mu heard this, he carried two bundles of firewood and greeted, "Isn't this Brother Liu?"

The coachman's surname is Liu, and he is in his twenties. He met twice before, and he was always taciturn. Unexpectedly, he was quite righteous.

Mr. Liu got off the carriage and bowed, "Hello Mr. Chen."

Su Yingying, who was standing beside her, greeted him, "Brother Chen." She was very curious about why this person driving the carriage was so respectful to Brother Chen.

Those who can own a carriage are not ordinary people.

Chen Muchao nodded slightly and turned around and said, "Brother Liu is so polite. I wonder what's wrong with coming to find me?"

"It was the master who asked me to come. Please come here."

Chen Mu was a little embarrassed, "This, my grandma is waiting for me to cook for her."

"It's Miss Lin. She has been poisoned and has not yet been awake."
Chapter completed!