With Song Ankang's approval, the ten girls left the workshop happily with their gains.
The tenants outside had not dispersed. They were discussing the workshop excitedly, guessing how much money the workshop would make this year and whether it would help the farmstead get through the crisis.
At that moment, the tenants saw the ten young women running out happily. Their eyes lit up and they gathered around.
"Xiang Xiang, why did you come out of the workshop? Aren't you going to process the herbs today? Are you done with your work?"
"Xiao Lian, do you know how much money the workshop made this time?"
"I heard that the Manor Lord gave you 10% of the profits. Is that true? You've destroyed so many medicinal herbs during this period of practice. Will the Manor Lord still give you 10% of the profits?"
"Even if the Manor Lord wants to give you 10% of the profits, you can't take this money. You've learned so much from the Manor Lord and ruined so many of his herbs. How can you still have the cheek to continue taking his things?"
It had to be said that Chaoyun Manor was indeed honest and united. Even in the face of a drought, they still thought for Song Ankang. Most people were like this.
Song Ankang had never seen such an atmosphere. If it were on Earth, if he dared to give this salary to his employees, they would call him grandson.
Most apprentice workers not only had to provide food and accommodation, but they also had to be paid a high salary. Otherwise, they would not be able to recruit people at all, even if they could learn good skills from them.
Faced with everyone's questions, the ten girls smiled sweetly and hurriedly raised the copper coins in their hands.
"The Manor Lord gave us a day off to rest and process the herbs tomorrow."
"After deducting the various costs, the Manor Lord actually didn't earn much this time. He even gave us 10%. The Manor Lord is really good to us."
"We originally didn't want it, but the manor master insisted on giving us 10% of the profits. Here, these are the copper coins I earned. There are more than 200 of them."
"The least we got was close to a hundred copper coins. We even learned how to process herbs. During this period, the owner provided lunch. I've never seen such a generous owner."
Hearing the words of the ten girls, the surrounding tenants were stunned.
"The Manor Lord is too generous. In just a few days, he destroyed so many medicinal herbs and actually gave you guys more than 200 copper coins as remuneration. The Manor Lord even managed lunch. This treatment is too good."
"I also want to be an apprentice at the workshop. I wonder if the Manor Lord will still accept me. If I can become an apprentice at the workshop, our family will definitely be able to survive this year."
"What? There's meat in your lunch. The Manor Lord is too extravagant with you. I haven't tasted meat in months."
"If I had known that you were so generous, I would have signed up back then. With my looks and intelligence, I would definitely have been able to become an apprentice in the workshop."
Seeing the real money and hearing about the treatment in the workshop, the entire Chaoyun Manor was in an uproar. In just a day, all the tenants knew about the good treatment in the workshop.
Most importantly, that night, Song Ankang announced that he would recruit another thirty skilled and intelligent apprentices from the tenants into the workshop and would receive the same treatment in the future.
As soon as the news spread, almost all the tenants came to register. That night, they selected enough apprentice workers, most of whom were leftovers from the last selection.
The next day, Song Ankang let the thirty apprentices learn from the first batch of ten female apprentices. He let the first batch of apprentices spend half their time teaching them and the other half processing herbs.
Song Ankang would also answer difficult questions from time to time. Everything was slowly getting on track.
However, there was a limit to the number of basic medicinal herbs in Chaoyun Manor, so Song Ankang chose some smart tenants and asked them to buy these basic medicinal herbs in the surroundings to prevent the number of subsequent medicinal herbs from not being enough.
Song Ankang knew how to plan ahead.
On the third day, the second batch of processed herbs was sent to Huachun Hall. The quality of this batch of herbs was better, making Huachun Hall even more satisfied. Song Ankang also benefited from it.
It was a double blessing. That night, Song Ankang's strength had also reached the limit of the Visceral Tempering realm, and he was preparing to break through the bottleneck of the Marrow Tempering realm.
After six consecutive punches, Song Ankang sat on the floor of the training room in pain and began to cultivate the Internal Organs Fist to neutralize this pain. At the same time, he prepared to face the feedback of the side effects and break through to the Marrow realm.
"You have used the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra. You have been affected by the side effects of the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra. Your six internal organs have been severely damaged… The Fate-Defying Heaven Manual has taken effect. It is absorbing external energy and is about to transform the side effects. Please wait a moment!"
After these days of cultivation and improvement, Song Ankang's spirit and will had also been greatly enhanced. He was already able to withstand the pain and injuries caused by six internal injuries.
Even though his internal organs were bleeding and the pain was spreading, Song Ankang still gritted his teeth and held on. He circulated the Internal Tempering Fist in the Seven Wounds Demonic Sutra with all his might and experienced the happy feeling of his mind and will being anesthetized. Absorbing the side effects inside made his mental will stronger and clearer.
"The Fate-Defying Heaven Manual has accumulated enough energy and is beginning to take effect… Your injuries have been healed, your blood essence is increasing, and your six internal organs are strengthening!"
After an unknown period of time, the side effects of the six Internal Injury Fists began to feedback after being transformed by the Fate-Defying Heaven Manual. Soon, the damaged six internal organs were healed, and then the even more turbulent Qi and blood rushed into Song Ankang's entire body.
Song Ankang immediately mobilized his Qi and blood to break through the bottleneck of the Marrow Refinement Realm.
The methods and techniques for breaking through to the Marrow Tempering Realm appeared in his mind. Song Ankang followed these methods and techniques, turning the Qi and blood of the Seven Injuries into threads that seeped into his bones.
Faced with the bottleneck and shackles blocking the way, Song Ankang activated the seven injuries brought by the side effects and consumed a ninth-grade intermediate pill. Together with the side effects, he broke through the bottleneck.
The cultivation of the body refinement realm went from shallow to deep. There were countless connections between them. Without the previous tempering, it would be very difficult to continue.
This was the conclusion of countless cultivators over thousands of years. Song Ankang did not dare to be careless.
As the qi and blood of the seven wounds attacked again and again, the bottleneck that led to the bone marrow was slowly broken. The skin, muscles, tendons, bones, five viscera, six bowels… They cooperated with each other, making the qi and blood of the seven wounds attack even stronger without harming the bone marrow.
Of course, the most important thing was that it would not hurt the membrane, muscles, tendons, bones, internal organs, and six internal organs… If he had not tempered these parts before, they would definitely have been severely damaged in the face of such a violent blood and qi impact.