Every morning, this group of teenagers will get up at the whistle and assemble, run in line under the leadership of the officer, and after the workout is a hearty breakfast, after breakfast, the class will begin, and the teacher will be the officer in turn.

There are generally four classes in the morning, each of which lasts 45 minutes, and Chen Xian is divided into different classes according to the different levels of students, and arranges the course content according to different classes.

Chen Xian also started classes every morning, and only old apprentices were qualified to attend his classes.

Every morning, the new Zhuangzi is like a big school, and Lang Lang's reading sounds come and go.

Newly recruited apprentices were taught to work in factories, to help on construction sites, to continue their military training, and to be educated in tailoring, cooking, armor weaving, and medical care.

After the afternoon, Chen Xian's personal time is arranged, and he arranges his work according to his own plan.

Abundant food, stable life, blind obedience of young people, and the guidance of instructors, so that the new 1,000 teenagers quickly integrated into the new Zhuangzi, although the work of the half-sized children is not as good as the adults, but they will not be lazy and slippery, and more obedient to the command, the addition of this group of teenagers, so that the progress of the new Zhuangzi's various projects have been significantly accelerated.

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I don't know why, after Yang Miaozhen asked his deputy to bring back the armor and three-eyed musket that he had exchanged for cannon fodder from Chen Xian, the Yang family had no movement except for sending someone to send a letter to Chen Xian and a few maids to Yang Miaozhen who could wear armor.

Listening to Yang Miaozhen, his brother has been mired in the quagmire recently because of the rebellion and Zhao'an, and he has no time to take care of him.

Yang Miaozhen lived in Xinzhuangzi for more than three months, and before the winter, she took her surviving personal guards and left Dongzhuangzi under the escort of more than a dozen generals sent by Yang Yuanwai.

Looking at the back of Yang Miaozhen leaving, Chen Xian was extremely happy, but there was also a trace of melancholy.

Yang Miaozhen's leg injury was very good, and after removing the plaster, he began to trouble Chen Xian with a big gun, because he had long heard that the apprentice who served her blew Chen Xian's marksmanship to the ground and the sky.

For more than a year, even if Chen Xian was busy dying and living, he never let go of the training of his body and marksmanship.

Because he knows that there is no hospital in this world, and if he doesn't have a good body, maybe a cold can kill him.

As for gun training, on the one hand, it is because it is a way for him to exercise his body, and secondly, if he practices marksmanship well, he will also have more money to save his life in this dangerous world.

But the problem is that Chen Xian's talent in martial arts training can only be regarded as upper-middle, although his theoretical knowledge of martial arts is unparalleled in the world, and the training plan he has formulated for himself is also perfect, coupled with the persecution of survival, he has worked hard enough, and this year, his marksmanship has barely entered the ranks of masters.

Yang Miaozhen herself is a grandmaster-level martial arts genius, although she is not very old now, and her spear skills are far from reaching her ceiling, but she can already be regarded as a first-class master in the world, and Chen Xian is her opponent.

The first time the two practiced, Chen Xian only blocked seven or eight shots, and was poked in the chest by his opponent with a shot, and it took him half a day to get out of his breath.

Although she easily defeated Chen Xian, Yang Miaozhen's eyes lit up, because she keenly felt that although Chen Xian's marksmanship was immature, it faintly revealed a broad and profound spirit, which made her hate to see the whole picture.

As soon as Chen Xian breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Miaozhen couldn't wait to wave the headless gun and said, "Come on, come again, come again!" ”

Chen Xian himself also likes martial arts, and now that he has met such a master, he is also excited, as soon as he heard the invitation to fight, he didn't say much, and rushed forward with a gun......

Chen Xian's excitement only lasted for half a day, and he complained bitterly.

If Chen Xian's liking for martial arts is only to the extent of his hobby, then Yang Miaozhen's liking for martial arts is to the point of obsession.

Chen Xian felt that it was enough for him to practice a gun for more than two hours a day, and after Yang Miaozhen was in good health, he practiced guns for almost half of the day, if he didn't run, Yang Miaozhen could pull him to abuse him for several hours, without rest in between.

With such a high-intensity sparring, Chen Xianna could afford it, and three days later, he hid when he saw Yang Miaozhen.

Fortunately, Chen Xian quickly saw that this Yang Miaozhen was not actually interested in practicing with herself, she was only interested in her own marksmanship, and thinking about this, he did not hesitate to throw the marksmanship manual he had sorted out to the other party.

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On a hill more than ten miles away from Xin Zhuangzi, Yang Miaozhen got off his horse and stopped, frowned at the chessboard-like Xin Zhuangzi on the plain in the distance, and reached out to touch the book "On Gun Training" written by Chen Xian with crooked brush characters in his arms.

This "On Guns" is a book of gun training courses compiled by Chen Xian according to his own limited understanding, such as the "Arm Record", "Yang Family Marksmanship", the modern "Bayonet Fighting Technique", the Japanese "Gun Swordsmanship", and other materials.

This book actually doesn't have much value in Chen Xian's eyes, because these materials, which are easy to search on the Internet at his time, are completely public things.

On the other hand, in Chen Xian's view, these marksmanship materials are far less important than the memory of the modern army in his mind, and for the army, personal martial arts are never too important.

But in Yang Miaozhen's eyes, it is different, in Yang Miaozhen's view, this vernacular book written with a clumsy brush, the recorded things are simply deafening, a book, almost exhausted the mystery of marksmanship, in the middle of the training, but also the combination of gunnery and the art of war, including extremely clever training skills.

Shouldn't such a thing be the foundation of the Jiangmen family and the way of family heirlooms? Why would Chen Xian give such an important thing to himself casually?

I don't know what I thought, Yang Miaozhen's face suddenly flew a touch of crimson, which made the jaws of several soldiers who were familiar with him almost drop in shock, when did the fourth lady of his own family have such a little daughter?

Standing on the top of the slope and staring at Xin Zhuangzi for a long time, Yang Miaozhen got on the horse again......

After Yang Miaozhen left, Chen Xian, who suddenly felt that his ears were pure, put all his mind into research.

Just before Chen Xian's inadvertent, time flies, and the soybean harvest of Xinzhuangzi has been completed, and wheat has been planted.

In a few months, hundreds of acres of new land have been opened near the Qingya River Reservoir and the new Zhuangzi of the Xiangshui River, and a large number of rapeseed plants have been planted in the new land according to Chen Xian's requirements.