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—————————————————————————————— On the second day, Kang Long’s body and spirit recovered a lot, and he stood in the room thinking about the way forward.
He is basically satisfied with this body. Although he is only a sixteen-year-old boy, he grew up in the north and worked hard as a petty worker. His body is tall and strong, and he is not at all like those sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys in modern times. Either
Very puffy and fat, or as thin as a stick.
At the age of sixteen, he is almost 1.8 meters tall. His arms are very long and his palms are thick and calloused. It seems that he often does some odd jobs. In the past, he worked as a tenant for the Wang Lao Cai family and had no wages.
Three meals a day. But he eats a lot. Although he eats some whole grains, he eats a lot and his body grows.
The places that should be bigger are bigger, such as the biceps on both arms, the thick and broad chest, and the dick that satisfies him the most. Damn, it is even bigger than Kang Long in his previous life. Kang Long sighed with emotion,
Could it be that the dicks of ancient people were so big? Even a half-grown boy was much bigger than he was in his previous life.
Among all his comrades in his previous life, what he was most proud of was not his stunts that topped the entire special forces brigade, but the majestic and high-spirited wolf beast under his crotch. It was better now that this half-grown boy who had traveled through time could compare with him.
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Fortunately, this body now belongs to him, Kang Long, otherwise he would definitely go crazy.
He has basically adapted to this body now. Now, the most important thing is to try his skills quickly.
In the original Chinese Special Forces Brigade, he was an elite among the elite. His powerful killing skills and a cold and wise commanding mind earned him the title of "Blood Wolf".
Now that we have traveled to a troubled world, if we want to gain a foothold in troubled times, make a name for ourselves, and live freely as a bastard prince, if we don't have the ability to be tyrannical, it's simply not possible. You may die in the chaos at any time.
Kang Long first did warm-up exercises in the thatched cottage for half an hour. Then he took out the hemp rope, hatchet and other items he found yesterday after rummaging through the whole house. He also used the hatchet to cut some sharp branches and use them as hidden dart weapons.
Wangjia Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with the Funiu Mountains stretching for eight hundred miles to the south, and the Luoshui River flowing into the Zhuolang River to the northwest. He learned from Granny Wang yesterday that it turned out that the place he traveled to was very similar to the place in his previous life.
There is also a Yellow River in the land of China, but this river is not called the Yellow River, but the Zhuolang River.
On the other hand, the river next to Wangjiacun is called Luoshui. It has the same name as the Luoshui near Luoyang in the previous life of China, but I don't know if it is the same river.
Although it is in troubled times, the eight-hundred-mile Funiu Mountain is still a treasure trove for hunters. There are many kinds of wild beasts in it. In the middle of winter in the first month of the year, when the mountains are closed by heavy snow, many wild beasts must come out to look for food.
The heavy snow had stopped. Kang Long wore a worn-out Fan Yangli, took the hunting equipment, and ran towards the Funiu Mountains at full speed.
When he was in the special brigade, he would get up at six o'clock every day, tie a sandbag, carry a weight of 30 kilograms, and run for two hours. Now he made two simple sandbags out of rags and tied them to his cotton trousers.
on the legs.
"Whoosh!" There was a sharp sound, followed by a splash on the snow, and a wild mountain deer that came out to look for food was shot in the neck.
Kanglong happily walked up to the wild mountain deer and looked at his prey.
"Damn it, you still need more practice. In the past, how could this beast have been allowed to run for such a long time? He would have been hit in the first place."
He chased this wild deer for more than an hour. Although the darts thrown by the first few darts were all right, they were not killed due to the difference in strength.
After chasing for more than 20 miles, the snow on the mountain was deep and the wild deer was exhausted from hunger, so he succeeded.
The sky was still gloomy and there was no sun. Kang Long calculated the time and found that it was almost noon, so he picked up the wild deer and headed back to Wangjiacun.
As soon as he put down the wild deer, Granny Wang came to his house carrying a clay pot.
"Grandma Wang, you came just in time. I just killed a deer. You can take half of it back. It's the first month of the year. If you don't eat some meat, you won't have a good year." Kang Long said with a smile.
When Granny Wang saw the wild deer in the thatched hall, she was so shocked that the pottery pot in her hand almost fell to the ground. Kang Long reached out flexibly and took it in his hand.
"Xiaolong, you are so capable, you can kill such a big mountain deer!" Grandma Wang exclaimed in surprise.
Kang Long responded while taking a big gulp of the slimy paste in the clay pot.
Grandma Wang reluctantly moved her eyes away from the wild mountain deer. She happily watched Kang Long drink the water and said with a frown: "Xiaolong, I can't have this mountain deer. Your baby is just sick and his body bones still need to be nursed back to health. Go to the town tomorrow morning."
Sell it, grab some medicine, and buy some fine grain to live on."
"It depends on what you said. If you don't want it, I won't eat the paste you made in the future. You have helped me so much, and I also return the favor and honor you. This is called reciprocity. Hehe, besides, I am very strong.
, no conditioning required.”
Kanglong handed the pottery pot to Granny Wang. Without any explanation, he took a sharpened hatchet, cut open the wild mountain deer, peeled off the skin, separated half of it, forced it into Granny Wang's hand and said: "Take it, otherwise I will be angry."
Got it!"
Grandma Wang's wrinkled old face was beaming with joy. Seeing his flirtation, she accepted it without saying thanks. This wild mountain deer weighed at least fifty or sixty kilograms without its fur and internal organs. Half of the meat would weigh more than thirty kilograms.
Jin, if you sell it, you can get more than 300 yuan.
It turns out that the currency circulating here is actually copper coins, a mess, including Tianfu Tongbao, Kaiyun Tongbao, and some old coins from the previous dynasty.
A big coin is one penny, and a thousand big coins is equivalent to one tael of silver and one cent of gold. However, in troubled times, there is less gold and silver in circulation, and copper coins are mostly used.
With more than three hundred dollars, you can buy a handful of rice, which is more than one hundred and twenty kilograms of rice.
Grandma Wang got one hundred and twenty kilograms of rice for free, how could she not be happy? She was about to leave happily, but she heard footsteps and several people came to the door of Kang Long's house.
"Hey, where did this mountain deer meat come from? Could it be stolen from the owner's house?" A sinister voice sneered.
Grandma Wang was holding more than 30 kilograms of mountain deer meat in her hands. When she saw these people, her face changed color, but she murmured and did not dare to answer.
Kang Long searched his memory and recognized these people.
Standing in front of Granny Wang, looking at the mountain deer meat in her hand repeatedly with a pair of strange eyes, was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had a sallow face, a goatee, and was wearing a green cotton robe, with thick boots under his feet.
Thick wooden clogs and cotton shoes. He is the steward of the Wang family and a distant relative of Wang Laocai.
The former Kanglong was injured by his handler on the first day of the Lunar New Year. A few meters behind the yellow-skinned dog, stood Wang Laocai, wearing a leather robe and looking like a nouveau riche. This Wang Laocai was short and fat.
, with a fat head and big ears, a round face, and a lint hat on his head. He was looking at Kang Long and others with a pair of thin eyes.
Behind him, there were two strong guards, tall and thick. Kang Long remembered that it was these two people who beat him, one named Wang Er and the other Huang Wu.
The two men were holding long sticks in their hands and were glaring at Kang Long with ferocious faces, looking like vicious dogs that would rush up and bite anyone as soon as their master gave the order.
Kang Long snorted coldly and said in a neutral tone: "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. I hunted this wild deer on the mountain this morning. It's pure and white. Yellow-skinned dog, if you want to frame me,
Don't blame me for beating you."
Huangpigou was a nickname given to him privately by the villagers. His real name was Huangpigou, but relying on Wang Laocai's power, he often bullied the tenant farmers in the village, so the tenant farmers privately resented him and called him Huangpigou.
Ever since Kang Long came back from time travel, he had thought long and hard about the original owner's affairs and his future plans.
He has decided to live here for a while, practice his skills, hunt some game and sell it for travel expenses, and then go to big towns to inquire about the situation and find a way out for the future.
But since he is going to live here for a while, he will inevitably come into contact with the Wang Laocai family. He was injured by a servant of the Wang family before. Although he never thought about revenge, if anyone dared to bully him again, he would not
You will suffer a loss.
Kang Long had already thought clearly about coming and going, so as soon as Wang Laocai and others arrived, he thought about how to teach a few evil slaves a lesson.
Since you want to cause trouble for me, then I will simply grant you your wish, fulfill your wish, and anger you. If you strike first, it is your fault, and it is natural for me to hit people.
It was based on this mentality that Kang Long directly called Huang-skinned Dog by his nickname and called himself Young Master, just to anger him.