Chapter 95: Grade 3 Waste Oil
Pouring the top layer of oil into a bottle little by little, and finally looking at the half bottle of things in his hand that made people lose their appetite, Tianwu sighed: "Let's go, stir-fry and see." ”
Of course, there are many steps to extract degradation and neutralize healthy vegetable oil, but even modern small and medium-sized workshops can't make quality that can be recognized, let alone him, as long as you can't eat dead people, it will be a victory.
Wow!
A strange smell came to his nose, Tianwu's face was green, poured in a little cabbage and stir-fried, endured this strange taste and fried the cabbage on the plate.
It should be said that the oil is indeed successful, but because it is a little worse in all aspects, the taste has changed, and there is no mellow flavor that golden oil should have.
But the dish does have that oily and watery taste when it is fried.
"It's okay, I can practice more in the future, if only I could find talents in this area."
Tianwu scratched the back of his head, and looked at Zhao Yanran, who was stunned for a long time with fried cabbage in his mouth, and didn't dare to move.
"If you want to vomit, you can vomit." Tianwu said lightly, and Zhao Yanran spit it out.
The real time is tomorrow on the 11th, and there are only a few days left before the first round of the 100-city league on the 16th, and he has a sense of urgency and nervousness.
His heart moved, why didn't the villagers use their time at night? Why should I work during the day and sleep at night? What a waste of time.
After eating, he still went to practice the archery and the big gun as usual until late, and he went offline at 8 o'clock in the evening in real time, and the servant asked him to go to the living room to eat.
"Didn't Zhao Ruiqi come back?"
Zhao Ze asked, and Tianwu groaned, "It seems that I went out to play with someone." ”
"This shit!"
Zhao Ze slapped the table angrily and ordered the whole family to have a meal.
There are a lot of people at the dinner table, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother, as well as Zhao Ruiqi's aunts, eldest brother and second brother and their wives, etc., there are more than ten people on the long table with napkins, and the meals on the table seem to be many but many are repetitive, which is convenient for people in various positions to pick.
After eating, Tian Wu asked Zhao Ze to borrow the shooting range in the backyard.
Zhao Ze said in surprise: "Xiaotian is also learning arrows? It just so happens that I've been practicing lately, so let's go! ”
Zhao Zexing rushed, he looked at the problem farther, he felt that with his middle-aged body, his health was quite healthy, but it was unrealistic to learn hand-to-hand weapon fighting, and learning archery was to promote his strengths and avoid weaknesses.
It's just that the people around him are either fitness at most, or they are not interested in cold weapons, and it is rare to find a like-minded person who makes him a little interested.
He didn't take Tianwu to the backyard shooting range, but came to a spacious basement located under the front yard, which was transformed into an underground hall with a special person on duty, and it was not only used by the Zhao family.
Under the bright lights, you can see that all kinds of instruments and weapons have traces of use, but there are few artificial traces of the specially opened shooting range.
When Wu took out his treasure bow from his backpack that day, Zhao Ze first looked at it carefully, and then his eyes lit up.
"An 80-pound bow, a top-of-the-line purple shirt wood bow with a fast bow, very strong." Tian Wu couldn't help but be a little proud, after this bow was inlaid with the spirit of martial arts, he couldn't be more satisfied.
After Zhao Ze pulled the bow away, he couldn't put it down anymore, and after two arrows were empty, he connected the eight and nine rings twenty meters away from the three arrows, and his face became a little flushed because of excitement.
"You can ask someone to build it, since you go this way, a good bow must be necessary." Tian Wu said.
"Yes, I'll find someone to help me arrange it tomorrow, I said how have I been feeling short of something recently, it turns out that what is missing is a guy thing that feels right, what is this thing?"
Zhao Ze asked about the Spirit of Martial Arts.
"It's just a talisman, something left at home." Tian Wu is full of nonsense.
Seeing that there was no specific function, Zhao Ze didn't ask again.
He also practiced an 80-pound bow, and Zhao Ze's physical fitness was really good, and he could pull it into a full moon at once.
It can be seen that once a person has status, status and money, he will attach great importance to his body, and his fitness habits must have been for many years.
Recurve standard bow, with aids and sights, Zhao Ze picked up his bow again, which was also more than 100,000 customized, but he felt that he couldn't arouse any interest, and after practicing for a while, he simply dropped it with a disgusted face.
"Uncle Zhao, why don't I contact my personal trainer tomorrow and help you make an exact match."
"Okay, it's going to be the same. I won't tell you Tianwu, this 20-meter target, my previous score was basically 65-75 rings, and I felt very good to exceed 80, but you look at today. ”
Tuk-tuk...
Zhao Ze seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and a half-new and ageless archer player actually shot a series of arrows, eight or nine rings of arrows.
Even Tianwu was a little shocked at this time, did Zhao Ze suddenly have an epiphany or was his bow too suitable for him?
I'm afraid it's the latter, right?
"Hahaha, I've been playing with the bow for seven or eight years, and today I'm finally a bit of a master!" Zhao Ze laughed and confirmed Tianwu's guess.
Therefore, there are too many places where the hobby of practicing martial arts requires too much money, and only a good weapon can make ordinary people bankrupt.
Tian Wu doesn't necessarily have to use his own bow, he is still a novice, since Zhao Ze has any bow here, he just happens to experience it one by one.
"This is according to the standards of the ancients, one stone! That's a 120-pound and 130-pound bow! This thing is terrifying, I have seen a strong man open full, as soon as the string is loosened, hundreds of meters away almost instantly hit the arrow! ”
Zhao Ze sighed a little: "If this is to shoot someone, where can I dodge!" And among the ancient sergeants, there were many who could draw a stone bow, and when I thought of that kind of cold weapon battlefield, I felt my scalp tingle. ”
Tianwu thought so, this Uncle Zhao, who had only met twice and felt more in love, did see the seriousness of the problem.
And those who don't exercise frantically and learn the skills of using cold weapons, I hope they can go to a peaceful world where there is no military disaster, no chaos, and personal safety can be guaranteed.
Otherwise...... Hehe.
After returning from the underground dojo, Tian Wu ran the Xuanhuang Technique until half past one in the middle of the night.
Now Xuanhuang has to do it for a week, and his proficiency has reached 20 minutes to run a circle.
He felt that if his speed could be suppressed to run for a week in two or three minutes, then the speed at which he absorbed the elements would be as fast as a qualitative change speed.
Day 21 at 8 a.m.
The news from Zhoujia Town has completely banned entry and exit, and the trade route has been completely cut off.
Today, Tianwu didn't want to leave the river beach, Hu and Ding Ye'er and Ding Congshan crossed the river and drove to Xizhou City, after breakfast, Tianwu selected a few of the stout ones from the villagers, plus three Jiading and Liushan Liuhe brothers and handed them to Ma Wu Liu Xi.
The place where the village soldiers practiced was on the side of the small river beach, and on the barren slope was Tianwu's own land, where he still practiced archery.