People's confidence is very magical. The stronger the strength, the greater the confidence. The weaker the strength, the smaller the confidence. Yang Qian's confidence recovery is equal to the recovery of strength.
Oh, by the way, people in the West don't count. Their self-confidence has nothing to do with their strength, because Yang Qian had come into contact with some in his previous life, and when he first came into contact with them, he was pretty awesome.
He started talking big and empty words, and he was stunned at first. But after knowing the details, Yang Gan almost peeled off a layer of skin of this group of people.
Holding health care products is like finding a gold ingot. It is really stupid to sell them hundreds of thousands for something that costs less than a hundred yuan. The most important thing is that they don't need an invoice.
Even if someone comes to the door, there is no way to prove that this thing is sold from here. Yang Qian is a lecturer, not a salesperson. These goods are still taken out of the warehouse and sold directly.
The company didn't take a commission, and almost hundreds of thousands went into Yang Qian's pocket. This is what happens if you don't have the strength and confidence to burst into flames. Once someone exposes you, it's almost useless, and you'll be treated as a traitor and massacred.
This is a country with a good temper and a sound legal system. If you go to some Southeast Asian countries, you may not be able to find all the corpses.
Yang Qian was so confident at this time that after rushing for a cup of tea, he finally laughed wantonly under a big tree.
Qingqing also followed closely behind. Seeing Yang Qian's appearance, she frowned and said
"Is it so important to recover your strength?" Yang Qian said excitedly with a blushing face.
"You don't understand. As long as I am strong enough, nothing can trouble me. As long as I am strong enough, even if I have bad things, there is a place where I can vent them."
"Have you ever found a scumbag? Don't you feel helpless when you can't win back his heart?" Yang Gan patted his chest hard, his face flushed, and he yelled wantonly
"Me too, I'm very powerless. For the past month and a half, I've been disabled while riding a horse and can't do any work. Now, I finally recovered. Even if it's just a preliminary recovery, I have the power to protect myself." Qingqing has just started to feel very tired. She couldn't understand it, but when Yang Qian mentioned the heartless man, her eyes instantly tightened. She had to say that Yang Qian's words resonated with her!
She pursed her lips and said thoughtfully
"You scared away the prey just now." Yang Qian threw the bow in his right hand into his left hand, raised his brows, and said arrogantly
"Now that we have strength, we are afraid of not having prey. Let me tell you, from today on we will enjoy spicy food and eat whatever we want!" Qing Qing did not go away this time and kept following Yang Gan.
When his strength recovered, Yang Qian began to become familiar with the environment. Jungle warfare focused on fighting in forests and hills, but the combat environments in different seasons were still fundamentally different.
In the past, hunting was done casually. After all, the strength had not been restored yet, and he was almost disabled. The only thing he could do was to shoot some hidden arrows.
But things are different now. Now that I have the strength, I can play however I want. First, he got familiar with the environment and stepped on the snow to see how much he could push down with his own weight and the weight of the dragon-slaying knife.
How loud is the sound when it is pressed down? Which animals or even warning lines are these sounds aimed at?
Different animals have different hearing abilities, and some animals have really good eyesight. Different strategies must be adopted for different animals. It can even be said that there are countless sets of plans, but they are always changing.
Yang Qian directly pulled out the dragon-slaying knife and looked at a big tree. He made a few spears and weighed them in his hands. He had to say that the quality of the spears made of ironwood was really good.
He gave Qingqing a look, and under Yang Qian's arrangement, he spent a long time to find a water source and made great efforts to break the ice.
Then he cleared the snow nearby and pulled out all the bushes and grasses hidden under the ice and snow, which were still under the trees.
When everything was done, he took Qingqing and started hiding in the tree as the sixth child. This is Yang Qian's favorite thing to do.
Sure enough, not long after, the surroundings started to become noisy. Looking at the freezing environment outside, in fact, the forest was full of life.
A large number of animals come out of their nests to look for food, but the number of hibernating animals is still relatively small.
A large number of animals are still out looking for food, so many animals may not look like they have long hair, but in fact they have already grown fine downy hair. Together with the fat they gained in autumn, they are enough to withstand the current severe cold.
As the direction of the noise approached, Yang Qian even lowered his breathing. Wild boars with fat bodies and manes began to appear in groups, and sika deer also began to come out of the deep forest.
For animals, winter is always a difficult time to replenish water. Because most of the water sources are almost frozen, only a small part of the water is still flowing normally, but those carnivorous predators are not stupid and often ambush there.
With other water sources available, animals began to come by the smell. Looking at the continuous prey below and near the water source, the corners of Yang Gan's mouth rose.
He leaned close to Qingqing's ear and whispered
"We each have two spears. It's best to have two spears per person." Qingqing tightened her hand on the spears and said helplessly.
"My swordsmanship is not bad, but throwing spears and bows and arrows is really not what I'm good at." Yang Gan patted her shoulder, with moons forming in the corners of his eyes, and smiled.
"Just practice. If you don't hit, you'll still have me." Not sure if it was because the weather was too cold, Qingqing was stunned, and her eyes instantly became slightly moist.
I have been alone for so many years, and even when there were people around, no one had ever said, "You can't do it," and I have such heart-warming words.
Yang Qian said it without thinking, and her overwhelming boyfriend power made her a little intoxicated. No matter how good her martial arts skills are, she is still a woman and always wants to have someone she can rely on.
While the two were communicating, about twenty wild boars came to the place where Yang Gan had laid the trap with their noses wagging, looked left and right twice with vigilance, and then started feasting.
At this time, Yang Gan's eyes were staring down, licking the corners of his mouth, and his eyes suddenly shrank. Throwing it down gently with both hands, Qingqing followed suit.
Four spears were thrust into the ground four to five meters away.
"Puff! Puff!" In an instant, two wild boars were pierced through the neck and pinned to the ground.
"Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong!" A shrill howl sounded, but they could no longer move around.
One of Qingqing's two spears was shot in the air, and the other one hit the wild boar's butt. Almost simultaneously, all nearby animals scattered as if they had been hit by a million volts of damage.
Yang Gan glanced at Qingqing, who touched his nose in embarrassment.
"It's okay, just try a few more times. I have some talent in throwing javelins and spears." After Yang Gan said that, he jumped down, immediately chopped off two pig heads, cut open the belly, bled it, and threw it away. Some offal that were difficult to handle were skinned and finally packaged. It was almost a one-stop service, and everything was clearly arranged for a wild boar.
It's a pity that there are two pig heads and internal organs. It's a pity that there is no seasoning, otherwise it would be perfect.
After Yang Gan took care of the two wild boars, he saw Qingqing walking over with a wild boar in one hand and throwing it to the ground.
Yang Qian took a look, turned the wild boar over, and suddenly took a breath of cold air. The look in Qingqing's eyes became strange.
Although the spear missed, it shot directly through the entire pig's butt, and also shot the two huge lychees of the wild boar to pieces.
Yang Gan instigated Yahuazi and tightened his crotch. He looked pitifully at the grunting wild boar, actually feeling a little sorry for it.
Cutting off the pig's head with one knife, Yang Qian kept shaking his head. Three pigs, this harvest is good, it is a good start.
Not counting the pig head, not counting the skin, but excluding the bones and oily meat, it is estimated that the amount of food that can be eaten is only about 300 kilograms, which can be eaten by the two of them for about six or seven days.
The two of them smeared the snow on the ground randomly to remove the blood stains. Although there was still a strong smell of blood, the smell of winter generally did not spread too far.
Let Qingqing change positions and continue to be the sixth child, while Yang Gan took his bow and arrow and set off towards the depths of the forest.
Just recovering from his serious injury, Yang Qian was just like the prisoners who had been in jail for half a year and had just gone out for a walk. No matter how the prey ran away, their hoof prints could not be buried in a short time.
Taking advantage of this time period, he could track all the way. Yang Qian thought that he could not compare with many animals in terms of speed.
But in terms of endurance, hehe, I am not bragging, and after training in the Strengthening Devil Muscle Man Project, whether it is endurance or strength, it has long been beyond the reach of Qi Practitioners with the same natural power.
Everyone in the world knows that Wu Anjun is born with supernatural powers and has unparalleled martial arts skills, but what many people don't know is that Wu Anjun may be even more powerful in terms of endurance.
The ten-kilometer cross-country run with weights that I have been doing for so many years is no joke. Don't think that Yang Gan's ten kilometers is easy. The special forces in his previous life can easily exceed this distance. He is carrying hundreds of kilograms of weight. An ordinary person would be crushed to death, let alone running away.
As for the Xuanjia Army, it was a 50-kilometer cross-country running training in a few days, and the physical fitness of the special forces had been beaten for a lifetime.
After all, this is the age of cold weapons, and hot weapons cannot shoot by pressing the trigger. It has to be said that these sika deer can really run. Yang Gan tracked them for a long time but still couldn't find them. He took a rest against a big tree in one place. Before Yang Gan could track again, he could only see the branches in the forest in the distance. Suddenly it started to move.
The moment he raised his head, Yang Qian was dumbfounded and his mouth opened wide.
"Fuck, fuck, what, what is this?" A huge creature similar to a reindeer looked directly at Yang Qian. Judging from the current situation, the body length is at least about three meters, with a horizontal plate shape and bifurcations. Lots of huge antlers.
The tail is very short, there is a mane under the neck, the body color is a mixture of brown, yellow and gray; the lower parts of the limbs are white. I don't know how high the shoulder is, but it's at least higher than my own rhinoceros.
