012. Martial arts
At night, the pot burns oil, and the stove that has been cold for I don't know how many years is hot.
Pork cabbage, white flour steamed buns, and bought 10 catties of mutton and stewed a pot of mutton soup.
Wang Qiqi's skills are still good, the big guys have eaten a hot and delicious meal, and their stomachs are round.
In these years, such a meal with oil and water can be eaten to last, which is a beautiful thing that I usually dare not think of!
In the evening, stroking their round bellies, I felt that my heart was filled with this hot meal, and a feeling of happiness arose.
Of course, after the happiness, a few guys who didn't eat any oil and water on weekdays and had no interest in eating seaweed at night suffered and ran to the toilet over and over again.
After Liu Qiang reprimanded, he sent someone out to grab the medicine and gave it to them.
It was only in the middle of the night that the diarrhea stopped, and I fell asleep in a daze.
The next morning, Ren Pingsheng sent Wang Qiqi and Chen Dazhui out again, and bought some steamed buns, oil cakes, tofu brains, chaos, oil whirlpools and the like at the breakfast stall on the street.
It was also a beautiful breakfast.
Ren Pingsheng was invited down for three meals, and the people in Liujia Village seemed to be more cordial when they looked at Ren Pingsheng.
After breakfast, the room was tidied up, and Ren Pingsheng locked the door.
"This is Liu Shicheng, the eldest son of the third brother of our Liujia Village."
Liu Qiang introduced Ren Pingsheng and said.
Liu Shicheng looked at this Ren Pingsheng, and his face was very enthusiastic: "Brother Ren!" My dad told me about you, you took care of the girl's illness! β
"Yaya, that girl is very cute, and now when I go out, that girl still loves to run behind me, haha."
Ren Pingsheng mentioned the youngest daughter of the third brother's family, and he thought it was funny, the five-year-old little girl, every day, either climbed a tree to dig out a bird's nest, or went down to the river to catch loaches, or she chased the children in the village and beat her, she was skinier than a boy, and she was often spanked by the third brother.
The third brother is a craftsman who strikes iron, and often holds a hammer to "clang" the iron, and the strength of his hands can be imagined.
Therefore, Yaya's clear and translucent cry is often heard in Liujia Village, and every time I hear it, the villagers in Liujia Village know that Yaya must have been beaten again.
Liu Shicheng was followed by two young people, who looked eighteen or nineteen years old, with a very strong body, and they looked like they were skilled.
They were wearing gray shorts, and their sleeves were embroidered with the words Qingcheng Dart Bureau.
Out of the city, early in the morning, there were still refugees waiting there at the city gate for soup kitchen.
Ren Pingsheng saw someone picking people from the refugees, touching their bodies, and looking at their mouths, which was no different from choosing livestock.
"Is that guy buying people?"
Ren Pingsheng followed the people around him and asked.
Now, in addition to Liu Qiang and a few people in front, Liu Shicheng and the three of them, Liu Shu, Chen Dazhu, and Lao Liu, are all following Ren Pingsheng, after all, 400 taels of silver are on Ren Pingsheng's body, which is naturally a key protection object.
"Hey, where do refugees buy it, you look at those children, as long as the people in the town are willing to ask for it, their parents are willing to give it if they don't pay for it!
On this way of fleeing, one more person will have one more mouth.
This is a hope for both children and parents! β
Liu Shicheng's tone of voice was unusual, obviously not the first time he had seen such a thing.
On the way back, there was no goods, so Wang Qiqi simply sat on the ox cart to drive the cattle. The rest of the men walked in twos and threes, some discussing the Shilang Mansion, and some were talking about meat, and the laughter and laughter along the way did not seem dull.
On the way, I occasionally encountered refugees with their families in tow, and most of them cowered and hid on the side of the road, not daring to approach these men with guns and sticks.
The fleeing teams were all in groups, ragged and skinny.
Ren Pingsheng saw that the seven-foot man was also hunched like a shrimp, the skin on his face was deeply sunken, his unkempt hair and beard were attached to his body, and he was holding a dry wooden branch in his hand, supporting his weak body with encouragement, and the child on his back had no vitality, lying low on his father's back, motionless and not speaking.
In the fleeing procession of dozens of people, occasionally someone fell, and no one except his own family and fellow villagers went to take a look.
They don't have the strength or the spirit to help them and take a look.
This is just a microcosm of thousands of refugees, and it is good that one or even half of a hundred refugees who have fled can escape to Dongyang County.
It's no wonder that many people judge that there may be another wave of living corpses this year.
Ren Pingsheng withdrew his gaze and no longer observed these refugees.
After coming to this world for two months, I have seen a lot of such scenes, and my heart has hardened a lot.
"The world is difficult, and the people's livelihood is difficult."
Liu Shu still couldn't help but sigh: "If I can be an official one day, I will definitely be diligent and good at government, protect agriculture, prosper industry and commerce, drive away living corpses, and exempt miscellaneous taxes, so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment." β
Ren Pingsheng patted Liu Shu on the shoulder: "I believe that it is feasible, and it will be difficult to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and there will be a day of success."
Liu Shu, if you have ambitions, you must go all out to fight for them, and the poor mountains are far from the sea, and there is no limit. β
"What Mr. Ren said is really good, Brother Shishu, you have been studying since you were a child, I believe you will definitely be able to pass the examination and become an official."
Liu Shicheng echoed.
"Hmm!"
Liu Shu nodded heavily.
"Brother Shicheng, I heard that in addition to walking darts in the Qingcheng Dart Bureau, you are also a disciple of the Lan Clan's Martial Arts Hall?"
Ren Pingsheng asked Liu Shicheng.
"Yes, but the Qingcheng Dart Bureau is actually the industry of the Lan Clan's Martial Arts Gym. Every month, the Lan Clan's Martial Arts Hall can receive a third of the money from the dart game.
Most of the dart masters in our dart game have practiced boxing in the Lan Clan's martial arts gym. β
Liu Shicheng said.
Ren Pingsheng was a little curious: "I don't know how the martial arts gym is doing?" How far can the owner go? β
"Of course the martial arts gym is strong, like meΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· Well, Brother Ren, I'll show you how! β
Liu Shicheng suddenly jumped to the side of the road.
An adult-sized arm-thick elm tree whose bark has been gnawed away by refugees.
"Click".
Liu Shicheng knocked the elm tree with one punch.
Liu Shicheng came back and said: "I actually have more strength and some power skills. β
Ren Pingsheng was very surprised when he watched the seven or eight meter-high tree fall.
This adult's arm-thick elm tree, even if it has no bark, let alone an ordinary adult, it is difficult for a 400-pound black bear to do.
"Our curator is so powerful, he slapped it down, and he just waited for the stele to crack the stone. However, our hall master is older, and our senior brother's strength is even deeper, and his explosive power is extremely strong, and such a thick stone tablet can be broken with one punch! β
Liu Shicheng gestured, and Ren Pingsheng looked more than ten or twenty centimeters.
"When we first entered the martial arts hall to study, our senior brother gave a demonstration, and the stone table in the courtyard had to be as thick as twenty centimeters, but it was broken into more than a dozen pieces with just one palm!
I was thinking at the time, if this palm slapped on someone's body, I'm afraid that not all the head can be smashed! β
Liu Shicheng talked about his senior brother, his eyes were full of excitement.
It seems that he admires his elder brother very much.
Ren Pingsheng rubbed his eyebrows.
The twenty-centimeter stone table was smashed with one palm, which was a bit terrifying.
At least I haven't seen it on the earth, whether it's shooting bricks, or slates, or even 5 or 7 bricks stacked up and broken, or slapping wrenches and iron plates, Ren Pingsheng has seen it, but the 20-centimeter stone table is broken, and the difficulty is almost impossible with a meat palm.
Unless it's those masters, relying on acting, cheating, sneak attack, and video editing.
Ren Pingsheng scratched the back of his head that was a little itchy because he hadn't washed his hair for two days.
"The martial arts of this world seem to be a little extraordinary.
I just don't know what the slate is made of. β