Outside the camp, the snow has not yet melted.
There were many footprints on the ground.
These are the footprints left by scavengers who were so hungry that they came out to look for food and hunt.
Tang Wen came to the frozen stream, broke the ice with stones, picked up the iron clamps used to hold charcoal for the fire, and kept picking up large and small pebbles from the cold and biting stream.
The stones are not big, but I found hundreds of stones the size of eggs.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh
He fired three shots in a row, the first stone smashed into the bark of the tree, the second followed closely, hitting the second pebble, and the third immediately hit the first two.
Banging into the hard tree trunk.
Tang Wen stepped forward to check and found that three stones were more than half a foot deep into the trunk of the tree.
This is a tree. What if it is a man wearing iron armor?
He took out a bunch of iron armor pieces from his backpack, surrounded them with trees, and tied them up.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh
A line of cobblestones hit the armor, making a sound of gold and iron.
He stepped forward to check and saw that the armor was violently twisted and deformed, the middle part was damaged, and pebbles were embedded several centimeters deep into the tree.
Pulling out the iron armor from the tree, the stone powder fell down with a "swishing" sound.
"Even if a person is wearing iron armor, if he takes these three blows, he should be dead."
It’s easy for Samsung to do it.
Next, is the spiral force.
The moment he threw it, he twisted his wrist and the pebble flew away and hit the tree.
laugh!
The pebbles drilled into the trunk of the tree, making a hissing sound like a red-hot iron being burned on a person's body.
Tang Wen took a closer look and saw that the trees smelled like they were burning, and a hole was drilled out of the pebbles, which was five centimeters long!
The panel flashes.
[Locust Stone, Mastery → Expert (1/6000)]
Tang Wen had many more throwing methods and techniques in his mind.
After taking it all in, he picked up a thin piece of stone that was suitable for floating in water.
With a swish, he threw it out.
Woo!
The sound of breaking wind howled.
"Sonic boom?"
It's actually so fast?
boom!
A tree as thick as a bowl was shattered by the blast, and the stone fragments flew a hundred meters away and hit a big rock, exploding a series of sparks.
"Crashed into pieces." Tang Wen's eyes showed excitement, if he hit someone this time.
Well, even if it hits warriors and warriors wearing armor.
The lethality is also terrifying.
However, it may be easy to hit the martial artist, but if you want to hit the warrior, you have to be faster.
Tang Wen was a little excited, because this proved that as long as the skill level is high enough.
Even the ability to throw stones can kill strong men and masters!
Boom, boom, boom!
He kept picking up pebbles to experiment, and there were repeated explosions.
The nearby wild animals moved away.
After the excitement of upgrading his skills passed, Tang Wen went to the stream to observe the animal footprints.
Now, his strength is far greater than before. Even if he wanders outside the camp at night, well, forget it.
He stared at the hoof prints of a donkey on the ground and followed them. After a while, he found a wild donkey.
The wild donkey looked at him and ran away.
Whoosh!
The donkey lost its front hoof and rolled to the ground.
In the evening, Tang Wen led a donkey with weak legs and feet back home.
Tang Tang was excited and conflicted: "I heard that donkey meat is delicious. However, the weather is starting to get warmer. You usually eat in the cafeteria, and we can't finish that much."
Tang Wen nodded. He had thought about this question: "Donkey meat is rare, so it can be used to make meat buns."
"Huh? Not bad! It has to be priced a little more expensive."
"In the first three days, it can be cheaper. It will attract more people to buy."
"Cheap? No, no!" Tang Tang's little head shook like a rattle: "That's not possible! You don't understand business matters."
Tang Wen:? ? ?
In the past three days, Tang Tang was not idle. She first went to the carpenter's house and customized a cart similar to the one used to sell roasted sweet potatoes at a stall.
Later, she felt that selling things in the inner city could not be done in the outer city.
Otherwise, pushing such a fragrant pot of meat from the outer city to the inner city every day will cause trouble sooner or later.
So, yesterday, she somehow got in touch with Zhou Bing who was in training, got the key to his house, and put the meat cooking place in Zhou Bing's yard.
This arrangement is quite suitable.
She only lives in Zhou Bing's courtyard, but it has several rooms including the main room, the east room, and the west room, plus a kitchen, a woodshed, and a large yard.
Tang Tang packed up and left the east room, where she could usually rest.
Cook meat and cakes in the kitchen, and then sell them at the entrance of the martial arts studio or on the street.
However, the inner city has inner city rules, and setting up stalls casually is not allowed.
Tang Wen brought the first batch of roujiamo made by his sister, a total of 30 pieces, to the guard camp block office.
He flashed his hunting team identity card and gave a portion of the meat buns in his hand to several clerks in the room.
I quickly got a flag that an embroiderer hurriedly embroidered: there was a circle on the front, and the word "Tang" inside the circle.
On the back are the words "Rougamo".
After eating three meat buns, the clerk's mouth was full of oil. He patted his chest and assured Tang Wen: "Brother Tang, don't worry! This thing was made and invented by your family. It is obvious to all of us. Unless you agree, there will be no such thing in the camp." There’s a second seller!”
This guarantee is very high level.
Tang Wen smiled knowingly and chatted with the clerk named Zhang Li for a while before saying goodbye and leaving.
Early the next morning, the siblings appeared in front of the martial arts gym pushing a brand new wooden cart.
The old man who was the gatekeeper of the martial arts school just frowned and before he could say anything, Tang Tang stuffed three meat buns into his hand.
Smelling the tangy aroma of meat and looking at the delicious shortbread with red minced meat, he swallowed with a troubling expression on his face.
It stands to reason that the owner of the martial arts gym has stated that no one is allowed to set up a stall at the door.
Tang Tang quickly introduced the identity of Tang Wen beside him. Seeing Tang Wen's badge, the old man looked much better.
But a hunting camp guard is obviously not enough to make the martial arts gym break the rules.
So, Tang Tang said again: "I'm living in Team Zhou Bingzhou's house now, but I don't want to live in vain. I just want to sell some food to supplement my family's income."
The old man recalled for a while and smiled: "Little girl, the Zhou Bingzhou team you are talking about is the captain of the hunting team? That will be easy! Just wait."
After receiving a positive answer, he walked into the martial arts hall and a few minutes later, he walked out accompanied by a bald man.
Seeing Tang Wen's appearance, the strong man immediately understood that the backer behind him should be General Zhou's niece Zhou Bing.
He was there when the hunting guards were selected that day.
I watched Tang Wen win first place throughout the whole process, and saw him leave with Zhou Bing in the end.
So, no doubt.
The bald man stepped forward, and the old gatekeeper followed and introduced: "This is our Director Wu."
"Tang Wen, right?"
"Hello, Director Wu."
"Well, the meat is quite delicious, but don't set up a stall on the road. Go there." The bald man turned his head and pointed, and Tang Wen looked under the relatively wide eaves of the martial arts hall.
It is a place where you can get shelter from the wind and rain.
"Thank you, Director Wu."
"You're welcome! Can you give me two a taste?"
"okay!"
In the early morning, the warriors arrived one after another.
When I saw the car of Tang Wen and his brother at the door, I couldn't help but be attracted by the smell of meat.
Someone went over and asked about the price.
"One for 4 copper plates, three for 10 copper plates!" Tang Tang smiled slightly.
This price is not cheap. 4 copper coins can buy 4 kilograms of white flour. If you buy chestnut rice, you can get two more kilograms.
But the martial artist from the inner city didn't even blink: "Give me three to try."
Roujiamo is only about the size of a palm, so one is not enough to eat.
Three meat buns were wrapped in double layers of yellow paper and handed over.
The warrior holds it in his hand. Well, is the yellow paper damaged?
It doesn’t matter, wow, it smells so good!
"Give me three more. I'll give you the money."
"good!"
Warrior disciples are pot-bellied men.
Seeing that he was enjoying the meal, other people stepped forward one after another.
It’s true that no one only buys one, at least three. Girls can’t eat it, so they will buy three and share one with their friends.
Tang Wen stayed with his sister until noon.
Except for the guard dog in the martial arts hall, all the other martial arts apprentices knew that this girl selling meat buns was the sister of Tang Wen, the first recruit.
Seeing that Tang Tang was getting better and better as he worked, Tang Wen left with peace of mind and came to the guard camp.
Munitions Department.
Tang Wen approached the quartermaster and said, "I would like to sign up to learn the visualization of the Mountain Cannon Fist."
The quartermaster raised his head and looked at him, took out his notebook and flipped through it: "It will be seven days at the earliest."
"no problem."
"Then register."
"good!"
"Oh, you are Tang Wen. That's right. I'm going to come back on the eighth day. You have to stay for 12 hours."
"Thank you, sir, for reminding me."
