The corners of Yang Gan's mouth twitched fiercely, "Well, let's take etiquette as an example. I never pay attention to etiquette. Unless it's an important occasion, I usually do whatever is comfortable at home."
Le, Yang Qian really knows nothing about musical instruments. Of course, he learned the erhu for a while in his previous life, but unfortunately the sound he played was similar to that of sawing wood.
There's nothing much to say about shooting. Within thirty steps, I can barely do it. From thirty steps away, I can even throw a dice more accurately than myself.
Yu, this is driving. Yang Qian tried the chariot and it was passable, but in his previous life, he was able to race cars, and it felt very exciting.
As for calligraphy and arithmetic, that is, calligraphy and arithmetic, Yang Qian was extremely embarrassed.
My handwriting is like a dog crawling, and even arithmetic, a skill that modern people can surely defeat the ancients, I have no control over.
The linear equation of one variable is exhausted, no more can be calculated.
Yang Qian was also a bit social at this time. He respected foreign Confucianism and internal law, and advocated Confucianism. Although it was Confucianism after his own restructuring, the Six Arts of the Gentleman remained unchanged.
But I don't even know the Six Arts of the Gentleman. It's really a bit embarrassing to tell people.
Yang Gan had no choice but to pick up his hard bow and start shooting arrows.
I saw that the thick wooden targets within thirty steps were shot out one by one.
"Bang bang bang!"
The attack of the shovel-shaped feather arrow can be seen clearly.
However, only a few arrows hit the target thirty steps away, and the remaining arrows were almost nailed to the wall a hundred meters away.
The one-meter thick wall, the arrow penetrated more than half of it.
Cao Wushuang crossed his arms with a look of pity on his face. With such magical power, he could fire a five-stone bow, but it was a pity that he had no accurate shot.
After all, what is important for a bow and arrow is accuracy. Without accuracy, even if it can shoot five hundred stones, what will happen if it fails to hit anyone.
Just when Yang Qian let out a long sigh, a breeze blew by, causing a big tree a hundred steps away to ripple slightly.
Fallen leaves were flying, Cao Wushuang, his eyes flashing, tapping his toes, ducked to Yang Qian's side, and grabbed the hard bow.
Taking a deep breath, he gently pulled the hard bow. The five-stone bow and arrow were as light as the arrow. He shot out an arrow and nailed it to the big tree in an instant.
Yang Gan opened his mouth in confusion, "That's it?"
"I heard that your archery skills are very good. After watching it for a long time, it seems lonely to me. It's better to hit it with hundred hits within thirty steps."
Cao Wushuang grabbed it with one hand and pressed the hard bow to his chest. His whole body was full of heroism and he sneered, "It seems that someone can't even hit the target within thirty steps."
"Damn it, I really don't know how to chat."
Yang Gan looked very ugly. He pointed to the big tree in the distance and said, "You are noble, you are amazing, and the trees don't know how to hide."
Cao Wushuang chuckled and said, "You might as well go up and take a closer look."
"Cut~~~!"
Yang Gan rolled his eyes and came to the big tree. When he saw the arrow sinking into the trunk, he was shocked.
He opened his mouth and looked at Cao Wushuang in disbelief.
I saw that there were three leaves scurrying above the arrow shaft that was less than halfway down.
"Kill three eagles with one stone, master, master, teach me!"
Yang Qian immediately stretched out his tongue, ran back to Cao Wushuang, and licked her wildly, picking out whatever words made her feel disgusting.
Yang Qian was very confident in his martial arts, but he also felt a little inferior. The inferiority complex came from the psychological shadow left by that time when he was severely defeated head-on.
Although I always look down on people who are good at archery, I really like bows and arrows in my heart.
This kind of technology that can kill people within a hundred steps, no matter how you look at it, how cool it is, but it's a pity that I don't have this talent.
Cao Wushuang has long known that Yang Qian is a shameless guy. As long as he is interested in something, he can pull off his face faster than taking off his pants.
Cao Wushuang said, "It's not difficult to teach you. Let's use the stupidest method from ancient times to the present. As long as you persist, you will become a master archer sooner or later."
Yang Qian couldn't help but his eyes lit up, "Oh, master, tell me, I'm very interested in the future, although I don't know much about many things.
What a talent, but I understand one thing: hard work can make up for weakness. "
Cao Wushuang nodded, very satisfied. When many people recruit disciples, they always worry about two aspects. One is talent.
Another question is whether you can endure hardship. As for filial piety and so on, this is just basic practice. Without filial piety, who will teach you? What if I teach a white-eyed wolf?
"Okay~~~!"
Cao Wu stretched out his hands, and a servant handed a big bow to Yang Qian.
Yang Gan pulled it, with a look like you're teasing me. A standard hard bow was in his hand, as light as nothing.
Seeing his expression, Cao Wushuang suddenly understood, "A bow and arrow depend on its accuracy. If the accuracy is not good, no matter how powerful it is, it will be in vain."
"Although this bow only has one stone, if you can shoot five hundred arrows in one day, I believe that after one month, within fifty steps, you will have hundreds of hits."
"If you can persevere, it won't be a big problem if you can hit the target within seventy steps in half a year."
"If you can really practice consistently, it won't be a problem to be successful in the future."
Yang Qian chuckled, "It's really that simple, isn't it? Master, please don't show off."
Cao Wushuang spread his hands and said, "The art of archery is easy to learn but hard to master. The method I am talking about is just for shooting at targets that cannot move. If you want to shoot at targets that move, then the difficulty will be a little higher. But in this way, your hands will Can the arm be fed and housed?"
"Master, are you underestimating the strength of my arms?" Yang Gan raised his eyebrows, obviously very dissatisfied with Cao Wushuang's low opinion.
Yang Gan has led troops in battles for many years. How could he not know that archery puts great pressure on an archer's arms and shoulders?
Taking the Song Dynasty, which had relatively good bow and arrow technology, as an example, the archers of the Song Army must be able to use a bow of at least seven buckets (approximately 45 kilograms), and at the same time, they must use a bow worth two buckets of stone (approximately 74 kilograms) to hit a target 60 meters away.
To draw the bow of Qidou, a drawing force of at least 45 kilograms is required. Generally, 15-20 arrows will lose force. Therefore, ancient archers took turns to shoot to maintain combat effectiveness.
One stone of the Xia Kingdom weighs 120 kilograms. The archers of the Xuanjia Army will lose their strength after firing thirty arrows.
Those with strong strength can only draw a two-stone bow and arrow, and a three-stone bow and arrow. Those who are not strong can hardly draw the bow.
Although he didn't test it himself, Yang Qian felt that firing four to five hundred arrows with a one-stone bow was just a joke.
Seeing that Yang Qian was ordinary and confident, Cao Wushuang nodded and said, "That's easy, just make a track here at the shooting range and let people drag it back and forth."
"Hmph~~~!"
Yang Qian woke up his nose with his thumb and said arrogantly, "Master, I don't know much about Yuntong's mechanism skills."
"Here comes someone."
The little cotton-padded jacket flew over immediately, bowed and said, "Sir, what are your orders?"
"Get a moving target with gears."
The little cotton-padded jacket widened his eyes and asked, "But I need it now."
"Yeah, right away, right away."
The little cotton-padded jacket immediately ran outside, looking at the silhouette and the magnificent waves on his chest.
Yang Qian couldn't help but sigh, he has really grown up. Is he over-nourished? How old is he and his mind is so broad?
After a while, more than a dozen craftsmen came to the martial arts arena with complete tools and carts of wood. Everyone turned to Yang Gan and handed him back.
Near the wall behind the martial arts arena, a person took out a disk, pulled out a tape measure from it, and began to measure.
After measuring the dimensions, start sawing the wood and making two rails as thick as an adult's thigh.
Each piece of wood was used to fit into each other, without any trace of splicing. In just two quarters of an hour, a track and a target stood on the field.
Yang Gan opened his mouth and kept scratching his head.
"Wurigusa, isn't this the disc ruler used for school sports meets?"
Saws, planes, whatever, ancient or modern, as long as the carpenter can use the tools, everything is available here.
Yang Gan raised his head and shouted, "Zhang Yumeng, this
What tools did you make? "
Zhang Yumeng held the fruit in her hand, took a bite, nodded and said, "Yes, I saw what the carpenters were using last time. Although there was nothing missing, it still felt awkward. I guess it was only a short time before it was invented, so it was perfected easily." one time."
After saying that, she nodded unconsciously, "Oh, by the way, you're welcome."
The corners of Yang Gan's mouth raised. Zhang Yumeng is really amazing. With just a few words, he can make the progress of the entire industry go up by hundreds of years. That's amazing.
Yang Qian nodded towards her. There was no need to say anything more about their relationship.
Seeing Yang Qian's actions, Zhang Yumeng also smiled. This kind of tacit understanding is unmatched by anyone here.
It is precisely because of this tacit understanding and the consistency of the three views that she understands that even if she breaks the sky, Yang Gan will help her make up for it, and she is not a woman who likes to cause trouble.
After looking at it, the idea of being blown away by myself made me touch my nose in embarrassment.
Don't like to get into trouble and won't get into trouble, probably don't mean the same thing.
Zhang Yumeng had never thought about such a thing. She only knew that if Yang Gan was alive, she could be lawless and do whatever he wanted. She would wait until he grew up and he could do whatever he wanted to her.
It's a pity that the young lady who used to be so handsome is now more beautiful than herself. I really can't stand it.
Thinking of this, she stretched out, and her explosive curves appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Do you have any ideas about practicing yoga with me? It can help you get in better shape and make your body look younger."
Zhang Yumeng smiled at the girls.
Mu Qing, Zhao Wenmo and others raised their hands one after another.
"Let's go~~!"
Zhang Yumeng led the girls towards the other floor in a mighty manner.
She was very satisfied in her heart. Yang Qian's emotional intelligence had to be said to be very high, and he actually allowed her to have a good relationship with the other girls. From now on, she would be the boss in this three-quarter acre of land.
Zhang Yumeng laughed wildly with her hands on her hips: Hahahahahaha!
downstairs.
The leading craftsman raised his hands to Yang Qian and said, "Sir, everything has been made and installed."
Yang Gan smiled and said, "How to operate."
The leader of the craftsmen immediately called an apprentice and asked him to come to the far left side of the track. There was something like a seat with pedals underneath.
