Chapter 5

"Sold out already!" Chen Feng said.

"So fast?" Pan Jinlian was a bit surprised.

Sold out by ten in the morning?

"Yes! The pot helmet is my specialty, so it naturally sells faster on the market! This is the money I earned today!"

Chen Feng poured out all the coins from his sleeve, a large pile. Xiao Lian was also quite shocked to see so much money.

"Xiao Lian, take this money! One hundred and fifty-three coins." Chen Feng handed the money over, and Pan Jinlian stared at him in a daze, not expecting to earn so much today. Moreover, this unremarkable husband was so good to her.

"Big Brother, if we sell a bit more every day, wouldn't we earn even more?"

"Yes! But I sleep less, so I need to rest more during the day, and the time might not be enough. But when business gets better, I can sell during the day and won't have to get up so early!"

Hearing this, Pan Jinlian said, "I can help you in the future!"

"Go upstairs and rest first, I'll clean up!" Xiao Lian was dusting off Big Brother with a duster. Chen Feng spread his arms wide, just like the Big Brother he used to see in TV dramas.

Since he was too short, Pan Jinlian had to bend down to dust off Chen Feng.

Seeing Chen Feng go upstairs, Xiao Lian watched his short and ugly back, sighing inwardly. Fortunately, Big Brother could earn money, which brought her some comfort.

She busied herself tidying up.

The next day.

To her surprise, Xiao Lian also got up.

But Chen Feng didn't plan to go out; instead, he prepared to open his shop right at the door.

Having customers come to the door was much better than running around everywhere.

"Big Brother, will customers come if you sell at home?" Pan Jinlian asked.

"Yes!" Chen Feng nodded, still confident in his pot helmet.

The shop was a bit shabby, so he moved some tools to the door. After a while, Chen Feng started selling right at the door.

At first, there was no one, but gradually people came over: "Big Brother, why aren't you out today? I thought you weren't selling, but I was craving your stuff, so I came to check, and here you are selling at the door!"

"Yep! From now on, I'll sell at the door, so I can sell for a longer time!"

"Great, give me two!"

"Sure thing!"

"Big Brother, give me two too!"

Soon, more and more people came, but many seemed to notice Pan Jinlian, Chen Feng's wife, and gave her surprised looks.

The neighbors knew that Wu Dalang had married a beautiful wife, and now seeing her in person, they were quite envious.

They all said Wu Dalang was very lucky!

Pan Jinlian felt a bit embarrassed and lowered her head to work. She had said she would help, and Chen Feng gave her some simple tasks she could do.

Over the next few days, more and more people came, and Chen Feng was quite tired.

Moreover, some nearby merchants ordered deliveries, which made Chen Feng even more tired.

"Seems my body is still weak; otherwise, I wouldn't have been kicked down by Ximen Qing. No, I need to improve my physique first before working on my looks!"

Chen Feng had been getting one attribute point per day for the past two days.

He had been putting them all into his looks, and several of the black moles on his face had disappeared.

Although he was still short and unattractive, there was some change.

Today, he added a point to his physique.

He clearly felt a surge of energy throughout his body, making his weak and sore body feel better, and his physique improved.

He checked his status panel.

Name: Chen Feng (Wu Dalang)

Height: 140cm (upgradable)

Looks: 3 (upgradable)

Physique: 4 (upgradable)

Strength: 20 (upgradable)

Speed: 4 meters/second (upgradable)

Wisdom: 0 (upgradable)

Talent: 0 (upgradable)

Strategy: 0 (upgradable)

Martial Power: 101 pounds (upgradable)...

Over the past few days, his looks had been upgraded to 3.

His physique had improved a bit, reaching 4 points. Chen Feng wondered what the upper limit for physique was; if he could reach 100, his body would be very strong.

Moreover, he noticed that his martial power had increased by one pound. Chen Feng realized that as his physique improved, his strength also increased.

One point of physique increased his strength by one pound. The original physique didn't change, but the additional points did.

This was good; the stronger, the better...

In the past few days, Chen Feng had sold many more pot helmets, but the emotional value didn't increase as much as at the beginning, though it was still stable.

However, Chen Feng noticed that the old woman Wang Po from across the street often came to chat, staring at Pan Jinlian and making tsking sounds.

It made Chen Feng want to hit someone.

But Chen Feng wasn't too worried; Ximen Qing hadn't appeared yet, and there was still some time.

He needed to use this time to improve himself. Initially, Chen Feng wanted to improve his looks and height, but now he changed his mind and decided to focus on strength and physique.

This way, if something happened, he wouldn't be helpless.

With Xiao Lian's help, efficiency improved a lot, and they could sell over two hundred pot helmets from morning to night.

There was even a shortage.

The efficiency of making pot helmets couldn't compare to the specialized ovens from his past life, but they still made three hundred coins a day.

Because of Chen Feng's recent earnings, Pan Jinlian felt that although she hadn't married her ideal husband, she wouldn't be poor.

As the days passed.

Chen Feng gained four attribute points.

Without hesitation, he added them to his physique and strength.

One point to physique.

Three points to strength.

With one point added to his physique, Chen Feng no longer felt weak. His limbs and organs felt full of energy, and his eyes had a sparkle!

When he increased his strength, his hands, feet, tendons, and muscles started to tingle, followed by a cracking sound.

Goodness, Chen Feng was amazed. He clenched his fists, feeling much stronger.

It was as if a powerful energy had been injected into his body, making his strength surge. Although it was only three points, the effect was astonishing!

He checked his status panel.

Name: Chen Feng (Wu Dalang)

Physique: 5 (upgradable)

Strength: 23 (upgradable)

Martial Power: 117 pounds (upgradable)

One point of strength increased his strength by five pounds.

Ten points would be fifty pounds, and if he reached one hundred points, that would be five hundred pounds?

Would he become a man of divine strength?

Chen Feng was secretly delighted.

He was full of energy.

He continued making pot helmets.

When he was hungry, he ate a few.

Soon, business at his door was booming.

Many shop owners around him thought Wu Dalang had some skills.

"Wu Da used to sell steamed cakes, and business was average. Who knew he would come up with something new? These pot helmets are selling like hotcakes; this kid is going to make it big!"

"Yes, I don't know how he does it, but the stuff is really good! I had a few and have to admit Wu Da's skills!"

"Speaking of Wu Da, ha, no wonder they say fools have fools' luck. So many handsome young men couldn't find a wife as beautiful as his, but this short and ugly guy married the beauty Pan Jinlian!"

"Pan Jinlian? Wu Dalang married Pan Jinlian?"

"Indeed, I have relatives in Qinghe County, and I know about this. Besides, the two places are close, so it's not a secret, and many people know."

"Now Wu Dalang is in the pot helmet business, and his life is getting better, better than many others!"

"Ah, people can't be compared!"

Many clerks in the surrounding teahouses and shops were quietly discussing Wu Dalang.

And many of the people buying pot helmets saw Pan Jinlian working inside, her forehead glistening with sweat, and then looked at Wu Dalang, sighing inwardly that their lives were worse than a short and ugly man's.

But this didn't affect their enthusiasm for buying pot helmets.

After all, delicious food is irresistible, and they could also see a beauty.

However, Pan Jinlian generally didn't look at them. If there were too many people, she would go to the back to do her own work.

"Selling crisp pears... sweet and fragrant crisp pears..." At this moment, a voice came from a distance.

Hearing this voice, Chen Feng immediately looked outside, thinking of a young boy selling crisp pears.