"Oh! Let's first take a look at the box to see if there are any good things. It would be easier if there were illustrations." Ryan rested for a while, then got up and grabbed a wooden ladle and drank a large amount of water. This was all boiled.
Knowing that diarrhea was a terrible thing in ancient times, Ryan paid special attention to personal hygiene.
Ryan opened the fire in the fire pit and added a few firewood. Not to mention, the firewood here has been burned, and only a few can be used in one night. These are still candles in disguise. You must know that it is already dusk.
It became even more invisible, and then Ryan pulled the box, sat down on a wooden stake beside the fire pit, and began to count today's harvest.
The first thing Ryan held was the so-called magic book that was exactly the same as his own. After reading it for a while, he still didn’t recognize it. In the next half hour, Ryan turned the box upside down and finally found two books with
A pattern book, to be precise, one has illustrations and text, and the other is all illustrations.
"What is this? It's vague, has a long tail, and is rubbish!" Ryan threw aside the book that was full of illustrations. To be precise, it was a so-called "art of living" book.
After watching the clear 360-degree real-person PK, whoever is still interested in this thing is sick.
"Isn't it right?" After saying that, Ryan took back the book he had thrown aside and rubbed it carefully. An expression of excitement gradually appeared on his face.
"Hmph! I really can't survive in the future, so I'm going to paint this kind of painting. Look at how the sheepskin cover has been worn. The sales of this book will definitely be good. Hmm, do you want to get the Golden Lotus from Another World?
, with text and illustrations. Well, this is a very serious question." Ryan put the book on his knees and fell into endless yy.
"Oh, even if you want to paint such a picture, you have to know how to read, otherwise you will be too old to sign a contract. Well, when I get through this winter, I will leave here and go somewhere else to have fun. This place is not
Liu Ye has his own merits. Even if I am ranked tenth in art, I can still earn gold coins. There is also something in my brain. To sharpen the knife and chop wood, you must learn to read first." A golden light appeared in front of Ryan.
Daodao, but the tenth place in art is because there are only ten people in the entire art class, and it is still an amateur class. But if he has to talk about what is in his mind, he can name dozens of famous actors from the island country without stopping.
The other book did not disappoint Ryan. It was indeed a book with text, illustrations, and a map. However, Ryan had never seen the things drawn in it, such as the two long words on the first page.
It has long ears. This is a rabbit. But this rabbit also has tusks. It’s not that Ryan has never seen a rabbit before. It’s just bigger than those on the earth. Needless to say, the ears and tusks. The key is that the fur of this rabbit is
Blue, which makes Ryan very depressed!
"Grandma, you're a bear! Fortunately, I've seen rabbits on the mountain. They were gray. Otherwise, I would really suspect that this thing is a rabbit." Ryan looked through it carefully and found that the patterns at the back were getting weirder and weirder.
Horses with wings, snakes with horns, and even a tree with a big face.
"What the hell is this? Uh, could it be that this is a book introducing Warcraft? By the way, it must be like this. How can there be no Warcraft without magic? Why does it look so weird? Gugu, Gugu," for a while
The growling sound in his belly brought Ryan, who was in surprise, back to reality. Ryan carefully collected the book that seemed to be a classic of Warcraft, 6 gold coins, and two books that seemed to be magic books.
"Let's eat mushroom and fish egg drop soup tonight, yeah!" Ryan quickly prepared the food while enjoying the deliciousness of the eggs. Although he had been in the mountains for several months, because it was autumn, the birds were not alive.
Damn it, and Ryan didn't dare to go too far inside. The main reason was that the trees were too dense, which gave people an eerie feeling. Ryan was a person who died once, so he cherishes life a little bit.
Safety first, safety first.
With a sound of "Bang!", Ryan looked at the egg in his hand strangely, because Ryan had just thrown the small fish, mushrooms, and salt into the pot and it was almost cooked. Ryan couldn't wait to open the egg.
You have to first check whether it is broken or not. Then you know that when you touch the wooden bowl, the egg will be fine and the wooden bowl will be fine, but the wooden bowl will be knocked far away.
"World of Warcraft eggs are so strong." Ryan muttered strangely, then picked up the wooden bowl and continued.
"Bang!" The wooden bowl shattered, but the egg remained the same.
"Ah! I'm going to boil you right away." Ryan was going crazy. Even the hardest sickle in the house could not open the eggshell. In anger, Ryan threw the egg directly into the tin can and prepared to cook it.
He only eats it when it's cooked, but he doesn't think about it. It can't be broken open if it's raw, but it can be broken open if it's cooked.
"Ahhhhhhh! I'm going to throw you an egg." Ryan looked at the egg in front of him and was speechless. After cooking it for more than an hour, Ryan tried his best to break the fist-sized egg.
, the defense of Dandan was not broken even with a huge stone.
"Ryan, wake up." Ryan fell asleep for some reason. When someone called him, he saw Butler Holman standing in front of him with a smile on his face.
Well, get up quickly.
Holman was always worried about the racecourse. He pulled Tori up early this morning and went to the racecourse to inspect the work. He saw the fat and strong horses, a few more foals, and the huge haystack.
, both Holman and Tori felt much more at ease, and then they went to Ryan's place. It was almost noon. Seeing that Ryan's house was very clean, Holman nodded unconsciously.
, you must know that people like Holman are not like other slaves who don't wash their faces. They still love to be clean. When he saw the worn book full of patterns, Holman couldn't help but laugh.
"We brought people here to repair the stables down there. We stopped by to check your work. You did a good job." Holman looked like a family member. As for Tori, he had already gone to see the horses.
You must know that Tori was the knight's former servant, the knight's most trusted person, and he has also been on the battlefield! He who has killed people has a special love for horses.
"Thank you for the compliment, butler. This is not just a matter of good stewardship." Ryan suppressed the feeling of vomiting in his heart and flattered him with a smile.
"Well! It seems that Ryan has grown up." Although Ryan is a slave, he is still a family, so the shrewd butler does not want to hinder others behind his back, so he smiles at everyone, but with that
His wretched appearance makes him look nondescript.
"Young man Ryan is good. When spring comes, you will take the test of the escort. If you can pass it, you will train for a while and then join the escort. If you are lucky and follow the master, that will be even better." Tori walked away laughing.
He came over and slapped Ryan on the shoulder, almost knocking Ryan down. You must know that Tori has another task at home, which is to select talents. If a talented person appears, then Tori will
After making a great contribution, you also need to be able to raise horses. A knight usually has several good horses. He needs at least ten retinues. The retinues not only have to take care of the horses, clean the armor, but also help the knight put on and take off the armor.
There are also knights who serve as cannon fodder when they are fleeing for their lives. Anyway, the knights are only responsible for fighting, and the rest are managed by the retinue. Of course Tori cannot say this clearly.
"Thank you, Master Tori." This was Ryan's sincere thank you to Tori. That man didn't have any passion in his heart, and what really attracted Ryan was the opportunity to get out of this remote corner of the mountain, an opportunity to go out in an upright manner.
"Well, work hard. This is three months' worth of food, salt, and a few pieces of clothing we brought you. The road is not easy to come up in winter, so we will bring you enough at one time, and there is some iron left over.
Nails and other tools, be careful not to collapse the stables due to the heavy snow." Holman said a few words and walked down with Tori and others. The stables were also renovated, which was actually reinforced with iron nails. This time Holman
Mann brought dozens of civilians with him, so it was done in less than an hour,
"There's still time, let's go for a walk in the forest." Ryan looked at the figure walking further and further away, and realized that he had completely integrated into Ryan's identity. Looking at the bare forest in the distance, Ryan thought vividly
.
Stepping on the thick fallen leaves, Ryan carefully looked for some dry vines. The heavy snow that Ryan was looking for was under these vines. There were huge plants similar to sweet potatoes, which were very sweet to eat.
Knowing that sugar is a luxury product in this world, Ryan even discovered several huge bee nests, all of which were inside huge dead trees or on the ground. Ryan waited for heavy snow to pick up these little things.
"Hey, good luck, it's another litter." Ryan almost shouted with joy. Why is it said to be a litter? Because there are at least a dozen of these sweet potato-like tubers on one vine, and they weigh dozens.
It weighed hundreds of kilograms. Ryan carefully pulled away the grass and then prepared to dig.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Bang!" Ryan just heard the constant sound of blades of grass, and then he saw a rabbit as big as a lamb hit the tree, and then fainted gorgeously.
"Ha, there is such a good thing." Ryan quickly swung the sickle down. It was used for self-defense. You must know that Ryan wanted to eat meat and went crazy, but safety comes first, because if a lamb-sized rabbit bites
As for humans, it is estimated that even if they are not bitten by rabbits, they will be infected with this or that disease and die.
"Excuse me, who are you?" Ryan was feeling excited when suddenly a voice came from behind.
"Ah! I was sent by Mr. Terry to look after the racecourse. Who are you?" Ryan was startled. When he turned around, he saw that he was an honest hunter, so Ryan raised the flag.
"The younger one is from Kuli Village. He went up the mountain to get some game to take home for the New Year. The old hunter stared at the rabbit in Ryan's hand and replied dryly,
"Alas! You are still going up the mountain at such an old age. Where is your son?" Seeing that the old man was already several dozen years old, Ryan asked strangely.
"They are all dead. I only have one grandson, who is only 7 years old. We really have no food, so we have to go up the mountain to have a look." There was only numbness in the old man's eyes, without a trace of sadness!
"Oh! Old man, take it back." Ryan saw the old man's miserable appearance and saw the blood on the rabbit's butt, so he said to the old man generously.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." The old man immediately kowtowed to Ryan.
"Hey! Old man, wait a minute, there's something else here, take it back with you." After saying this, Ryan threw away the soil, dug it out, and gave half of it to the old man!
"Thank you, this is cassava, it's a good thing." The old man thanked him while bending down, and also said the name of the cassava.
"Let's go! Let's go! If you don't go, it will get dark." Ryan looked at his own flesh and flew away again, feeling extremely depressed!
"By the way, you are new to the racecourse. There is a treeless area not far ahead. Please don't go there. It is said that there are ghosts there. It used to be a forest, but one night the mountains behind it felt like thunder.
, the forest disappeared the next day, and all that was left was a piece of stone, which still looked like it had been burned by fire. At that time, this area did not belong to Lord Terry's territory. That was decades ago." The old man left.
Not far away, he immediately turned back, said to Ryan and left.
Ryan was so excited just now, thinking that the old man was going to give the rabbit back to him, and he was struggling repeatedly in his mind: "What if the old man gives the rabbit back to me! Do I want it or not?" Little did he know that it was not the case.
Ryan struggled with the strange egg again, and even iron nails couldn't break its defense. He had no choice but to sleep, and made up his mind, "I must go to the place the old man mentioned tomorrow to see it."
Ryan found that he could hold on to the qigong posture for an hour, and he also found that the feeling of qi was becoming more and more obvious. However, Ryan also found out that he had practiced it wrong, because in the past, only some red light would appear when practicing qigong.
point, and now it's colorful, just like being beaten hard on the head, and then seeing stars, and it's not the cycle of how many days and days introduced on the Internet. Ryan just feels a sense of anger coming from the soles of his feet.
It passes through the abdomen, and then disappears between the eyebrows. I used to feel that way only in the soles of the feet, but now I feel that way in the calves, and at the beginning of the soles of the feet, there is a trace of air as thick as a chopstick, but when it reaches the center of the eyebrows, there is only a trace.
, of course this is just a feeling, but the benefits are also obvious. The simplest is that no matter how tired you are, if you stick to this posture for an hour, your spirit will be restored, and your body will also recover about 70-80%, so safety is the first priority.
Only when Ryan is strong can he continue to practice.