The ingredients that came out after signing in were more delicious, which was a pleasant surprise. Fortunately, this tastier taste was limited, which would only make people feel more delicious but would not arouse suspicion.
This meal was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests.
Zhao Yougen and the old carpenter were particularly impressed. After so many years of being in the village, even the first meal they invited their in-laws to dinner was not so solid. The key was that Little Comrade Yi was a good cook.
If they wanted to help her in the future, they must come even if she didn’t give them money, just for this meal.
It was getting dark. Although there were oil lamps and candles, and some people had flashlights, no one lit the lights just to chat, so everyone went home after dinner.
Yi Qingqing locked the front and back doors, washed up simply, and went to bed to watch her new skill teaching.
“I am Li. I was originally a man of the Jianghu1*Jianghu (江湖; jiānghú; ‘rivers and lakes’) is a Chinese term that generally refers to the milieu in which many Chinese wuxia, xianxia, and gong’an stories are set.
The term is used flexibly and can be used to describe a fictionalized version of rural historical China (usually using loose influences from across the ~1000 BC–280 AD period); a setting of feuding martial arts clans and the people of that community; a secret and possibly criminal underworld; a general sense of the “mythic world” where fantastical stories happen; or some combination thereof.
A closely related term, wulin (武林; wǔlín; ‘martial forest’), refers to the community of martial artists that inhabit a jianghu setting., but later retired to Daqing Mountain and became a hunter. Now I will teach you the art of hunting in this mountain forest.”
“I am good at tracking, setting traps, bow hunting, fighting, and skinning and bone removal. All of which are essential for hunting. Now I will start with the art of tracking in the mountains and forests…”
This Teacher Li, no, he should be called Master Li. Judging from his clothes, he looked like an ancient person.
Yi Qingqing was very interested in the techniques he mentioned. Anyone who had been trapped in a hospital bed for more than ten years would like to move her hands and feet.
But all these could not resist her curiosity about the ancients.
The teachers in the skill teaching model were virtual. She tried to touch them and it would pass through them, but when they guided her to learn, they could touch her again. They were very intelligent about things within the skill range, but very dull about other things.
But the four words ‘a man of the Jianghu’ really made her curious. Yi Qingqing wanted to ask, but she couldn’t ask directly, otherwise, she wouldn’t get an answer. Fortunately, this hunting skill could barely be related to martial arts.
“Master, does hunting require internal force and Qinggong?”
Master Li paused and said, “With such ability, why would you retreat to the countryside and become a hunter?”
Yi Qingqing was shocked. What she meant was, “Is there really such a technique?”
“I don’t know.” Master Li said calmly.
If she asked these questions again, it was answered with these three words.
Yi Qingqing seemed to have found out a secret.
If internal force and Qinggong really existed in the world, even if it only existed in the past, with the Sign-in System that could dig out the ability of ancient people to be teachers, maybe she would be lucky enough to learn it in the future!
That night, she followed Master Li to practice the art of tracking in the wild in the ancient Daqing Mountain. In fact, it was to find prey based on traces on the grass and animal feces, which was quite interesting.
So much so that she got up a little late the next day.
However, she had a bicycle, so she didn’t have to get up early to go to the commune to ride the tractor with everyone.
She had already agreed with Qian Lailai and the others yesterday that they didn’t have to wait for her today as she could ride her bicycle by herself.
She thought that everyone else had gone to the market, and there might not be many people at the educated youth point at this time, but when she was washing up, she heard some knocking sounds outside.
She opened the door to see where the noise came from, and then she saw that the door opposite was also open. She saw that Yun Guyuan was sawing wood and making something.
There was already a small stool and a washbasin stand next to it, and what he was making now seemed to be a low-legged table.
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