"What a fresh lamb soup! Young man, how can you cook this? Oh, there is sheep blood in it. I taste it, is it not an ordinary sheep?"
The person who spoke was Old Doctor Li, a physician from the city medical clinic.
"Huangyang, as long as it suits your appetite."
"Oh? It's rare."
Although Dr. Li is old, his back is still straight and straight, his eyesight is not blurry and his ears are not deafened, and his voice is loud and clear.
Obviously, he has some skills.
Li Daniu introduced: "Mr. Li, despite my young age, I can hit flying stones and flying knives very accurately... He obviously learned the sword from me, and now he is better than me. This one on the table The mutton is what he hunted a few days ago."
"Oh? Flying knives and flying rocks?"
Seeing that Old Doctor Li was interested, Li Daniu quickly winked at Tang Wen: "Mr. Li, let's eat first. After dinner, let my brother show you his skills."
The food on the table was quite abundant. Li Daniu brought everything he could eat at home.
However, Dr. Li obviously has little interest in other foods, and only has a preference for yellow mutton and sheep blood.
After eating, he went to check Mrs. Li's pulse.
Li Daniu saw an opportunity and confessed to Tang Wen: "Brother, this old doctor Li used to be the captain of the guard."
Tang Wen nodded, he understood what Li Daniu meant.
It's just a performance of flying rocks and knives, it's nothing.
In fact, he was very much like asking Dr. Li what kind of skills he had practiced and whether he could learn it.
When Mr. Li returned from checking his pulse, he saw Tang Wen inserting a few red-hot firewood sticks on the snow in the courtyard.
Then, Tang Wen stood far away under the eaves, shook his hand casually, and pebbles flew across the ground, knocking out three pieces of wood in a row and slamming into the wall.
"Not bad." Mr. Li smacked his lips and added: "The accuracy and strength are both good."
"Is the flying knife also at this level?"
"Yeah, almost." They are all proficiency-level skills.
"At your age, it's not rare. You're just a little thinner."
At this point, Mr. Li paused and asked again: "Do you have any yellow mutton meat? Give it to the old man and I'll give you some. I won't take it from you for free, and I can teach you a health-preserving skill."
"Zhuang Gong? Yes, yes!" Tang Wen agreed without any explanation, and did not ask about Zhuang Kung. Saying "I'll get it right now!" turned around and walked out the door.
Tang Tang stood aside and blinked. She didn't understand "zhuang gong" or anything like that.
But she also felt that her brother was a little thin, and she hoped that what this old man taught her would be useful.
"Oh, this kid!"
Within a few minutes, Tang Wen rushed back. There is a backpack covered with white cloth on the back.
The backpack was placed on the ground, still shaking.
He pulled off the white cloth, and there was a lamb inside.
"Alive? Not bad, not bad." Dr. Li looked satisfied.
He has no shortage of mutton. There are special breeding farms in the city, but wild yellow sheep are rare.
Tang Tang came over to take a look and confirmed that this was the smallest sheep in the family. He stepped back with a little peace of mind, but there was still a bit of reluctance on his face.
After all, this is several hundred kilograms of chestnuts!
When Mr. Li saw it, he touched his beard sheepishly, feeling like he was bullying the weak.
But it is impossible not to get rid of Yellow Sheep, so we can only give Tang Wen more compensation.
He stepped forward and asked Tang Wen to stand up straight. He stretched out his hand and patted Tang Wen for a while, then nodded and said: "The frame is good, but he is a little thinner. I will teach you a health stake and give you a medicine collector from the medical center." How about an identity tag that allows you to enter the inner city at will without paying a fee?"
Tang Wen already felt that he had made a lot of money by exchanging a lamb for a pile of skills, but he did not expect that he could also exchange his ID badge for entering the city casually.
"Okay, okay! It's all up to you!"
"Also, if you catch yellow sheep in the future, remember to bring them to me. The benefits will be yours."
"I will definitely send it to you."
Tang Wen nodded vigorously. At this moment, he had decided not to eat the yellow sheep at home.
Every once in a while, I would give one to Mr. Li.
Mr. Li took Tang Wen into the side room and began to instruct him on the stance: "To wash the bone marrow, start with the stance!"
"Don't underestimate Zhuang Kung Fu. If you stand well, you can strengthen your body and prolong your life... If you become a guard in the future, you will be stronger and faster than others..."
"Open your legs, shoulder-width apart...relax your neck, tuck your chin slightly...Finally, you kid, remember to hold Yuan Shouyi."
Tang Wen memorized the posture of the stance in one go.
Mr. Li sighed in admiration and said nothing more. He has experienced a lot and has seen many young people who learn quickly. They just stand around and can't see anything.
"Mr. Li, what do you say about Bao Yuan Shouyi?"
"Just relax, breathe, and have no distracting thoughts."
"You practice, and I'll see what's wrong."
Tang Wen immediately hugged his hands and put into a posture.
However, when he calmed down, he was flooded with thoughts. For a while, he wondered if practicing Zhuang Kung Fu would increase his attributes. After a while, I thought again, what is the city like? It's not far from where I live. Should I take the time to take a look...
A quarter of an hour later, his standing posture was already standard, and Mr. Li gave another pointer: "If you can't keep your mind clear of distracting thoughts, then focus on breathing, and when you exhale, silently recite the word 'hu' in your mind..." "
Tang Wen did as he was told, but he was still easily distracted.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and suddenly, the experience panel responded:
[Skill: Health Pile, Getting Started (0/500)]
"Remember the postures and practice diligently. The medical center is at Shop No. 8 in the city. If you find yellow mutton or other rare wild animals, just go and find me there!"
After speaking, Mr. Li threw him a round bronze medal with the word "medical" written on it.
There is a number below: thirty-five.
"Thank you, Mr. Li."
"Why are you thanking me for letting me have this mouthful? Let's go." Mr. Li led Huang Yang away.
...
The winter was so cold that the snow on the ground was mixed with mud and completely frozen into solid ice.
Tang Wen practices Qigong at home every day.
If you are new to health-preserving piles, you need to practice more.
You can’t let go of the Eight Parts of Vajra Kung Fu, and the sword skills are about to be upgraded, so you have to practice them diligently. Not enough time!
Every day, except for eating and sleeping. The half hour spent teaching Tang Tang how to practice swordsmanship was Tang Wen's rare rest time.
"The mutton at home can't be eaten for a few days. Do you want to kill another one?" On the dinner table, Tang Tang was chewing on the sheep's hooves.
"Let's keep the sheep for now while I go out for a walk."
"It's winter!"
"I'll be back before dark."
After a while, the young lady lowered her head and said reluctantly, "Okay."
"rest assured."
The next day, before dawn, Tang Wen came to the gate of the camp.
The snow in the wild is thicker. If you step on it, it will sink into your calves.
If you go out, walking will be exhausting.
Tang Wen took out a pair of large wooden snowshoes from his backpack, stepped on them, and tied them to his cloth shoes.
The larger the contact area, the less likely your feet will sink.
Relying on his abundant physical strength, he quickly came to a high ground, took out his telescope, and looked around.
However, after a while of searching, nothing was found.
He continued walking deeper, climbed into a tree, and looked around.
After changing positions several times, I still couldn't find it.
So, I had to take out the fire dumplings, light a small pile of flames, and heat the roasted sweet potatoes and potatoes on it.
The aroma is even more attractive in the lonely woods.
Tang Wen crushed the roasted sweet potatoes into fine pieces and scattered them in the wind.
"Cackle, cluck..."
After a while, the familiar cock crow came.
Tang Wen casually gave the pheasant a stone with just the right force. The stone fell on the pheasant's neck and knocked it unconscious.
In one afternoon, I harvested three pheasants and a pair of hares. There are also about 20 red-billed finches.
He was not satisfied. As the saying goes, the poor are rich in literature and rich in martial arts, and practicing martial arts and martial arts requires a lot of meat.
If you save this little prey, it will only be enough for a few days.
Tread, step.
Something was approaching. As if it sensed there was no danger, it rushed to the extinguished fire and ate the sweet potato peels on the ground.
"A roe deer?"
Bang, bang!
Two shots of stones knocked the roe deer to its knees.
They all knelt down before it reacted. Its white tail exploded with a bang, and then it became motionless, not even struggling to escape.
"Silly Roe Deer, Silly Roe Deer, it's really just like the legend."
"Eh~"
Suddenly, there was a sharp and piercing sound with a long tail.
"Sounding arrows?"
"Are there any guards nearby?"
Tang Wen frowned and quickly tied up the roe deer and stuffed it into the basket on his back.
