A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice

When Duan Rong came out of the restaurant, his face was flushed.

Although the last life was selling insurance, it was naturally allergic to alcohol during the last life, so it did not touch alcohol all year round.

Since wearing the soul, this is the first time he has appreciated the taste of wine. At the beginning, he and Yang Zhen still gave each other humblely. In the later half -altar rice wine, it was simply grabbing.

For the last half bowl of wine, Duan Rong almost torn Yang Zhen's clothes.

Duan Rong murmured with his eyes brightly: "After wearing it, I could drink it. It was really harvest ..."

He touched his belly, and then said goodbye to Yang Zhen and walked towards the Yuanshun Dart Bureau.

Duan Rong shaking his body. When he walked into Ma Fang, the old man Sun was using a rake to cross the soft grass in the groove.

It seemed that he was too hard and flashed his waist. The old man Sun coughed, stunned with a rake, and stunned his back.

Seeing the situation, Duan Rong took a few steps, and reached out to pick up the rake, saying, "Sun Lao, you always rest, and the rest of the job is given to me."

When the old man Sun had seen it, he had been quick -handed, and Duan Rong hadn't returned yet. I thought he was 诓 himself, and I won't come back today.

I had to work hard, feed the forage, and clean up the horses.

In the morning, I was leisurely, and the work accumulated, and when I saw him alone, he couldn't finish the black.

As soon as the old man was anxious, he accidentally flickered his waist. At this moment, Duan Rong suddenly came out and took the rake in his hand.

At first sight, the old man Sun Rong, his face was dark immediately, and he saw Duan Rong's face red, and he was full of alcohol, and he shouted: " Miscellaneous battles cannot be chaotic. "

Duan Rong keenly felt the anger of the old man Sun, and immediately took out the words that the previous life apologized to the client.

"Sun Lao, I know it is wrong, it's not an example. You can rest assured that the rest of the job will definitely give you a profit. Wipe your butt your own, and will not make you trouble!"

The old man Sun really looked slightly slow, and saw Duan Rong's sale effort to work hard. He could take a half of the forage of half a groove in a rake. "After the horse dung is cleaned up, wash the six jujube red horses on the east side, and the darts should be out. I stayed in the Malaon for a month.

Duan Rong looked up and said, "You are always rest assured. I was fine and cleaned. When I walked out, I would definitely give our darts.

The old man Sun laughed, shaking his head secretly, and muttered, "This child, the mouth is a lot of it."

The old man Sun bent and walked out of Mafang, ready to go home to rest, stick to plaster, and rest.

Seeing that the old man Sun left Ma Fang, Duan Rong talked: "This old man didn't even finish the grass in the morning, and was waiting for me to come back.

Although Duan Rong talked about it, his men did not dare to be slow. After feeding the grass, he had to clean up the horse dung, and there was a job of brushing the horse, and some were dry.

Duan Rong was dry and did not feel that his legs began to bow, but it was like Zama.

And he realized that his effort was different from before.

He seemed to understand in an instant, what was called waist horse.

He used to get rid of his arms, and the part of his effort was at most to his shoulders.

But now he feels that the strength is rising from the soles of his feet, crossing his shoulders, and then passing to his arms.

The arms were like borrowing power, naturally, the grass raised the grass.

"This ..." Duan Rong was a little confused at first, and he became clear.

After all, he already has the experience of the entry -level five -tiger group sheep knife. Although it is only the first practice this morning, he can quickly form muscle memory.

At this time, as soon as he focused on work, he consciously merged the pile and sword method.

"It seems that once this martial arts goes up, living and sitting is a practice." Duan Rong suddenly became excited.

In fact, after the entry of martial arts, it is the real warrior. After the kung fu, the sitting and sitting are practicing, and the distance from ordinary people.

It's just that this martial arts can get out of 90 % of the ordinary people.

At this time, a weird scene occurred in Mafang.

Duan Rongzong finished a stroke and moved to another groove.

I saw that he walked up, even more like a real riding, jumping on the left and right bumps, his legs bowed, and his waist sinking like a stool in the void.

Duan Rong was like it. After only a while, he sweated all over his head, and he was steaming with hot air on his head.

Duan Rong fed the grass, and began to clean up the horse dung in a strange posture.

Two hours later, Duan Rong's muscles began to feel sore.

It was almost subconscious, and there was no teacher. Duan Rong learned to switch the focus on the left and right legs.

This trick is the new thing he realized in Malaysia and moved back and forth.

Switching the center of gravity between the left and right legs can make the muscles and take turns to rest.

It does not delay the practice of pile power, nor will it strain the muscles, which can be described as two birds with one stone.

Until the darkness was dark, Duan Rong finally cleaned up the entire Mafang.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Duan Rong straightened his waist, and he sprayed out of his mouth.

Duan Rong realized that the inside of his cloth shoes was full of sweat. When he walked, it was like stepping on a swamp, making a slight sound of puffing.

Duan Rong simply threw off his two shoes and walked barefoot on the ground.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and estimated that it was time for dinner, but he still had six red horses to wash.

Duan Rong rolled his eyes and guessed that Old Man Sun would come to check his work.

Besides, he had eaten a lot at noon, and the chicken, duck, fish and meat in his stomach had not been digested yet, so he didn't care about the two steamed buns for dinner.

Duan Rong fetched two buckets of clean water, picked up a brush, and went to the stable on the east side to wash the horses.

Duan Rong was brushing the horses while mumbling, "Look, the fur is so bright! They eat the best grass and someone bathes you... You are really living a life of a master..."

"What are you mumbling about?" Old Man Sun stood behind him.

Duan Rong turned his head and smiled innocently.

Old Man Sun saw that Duan Rong had cleaned the stables and brushed the horses without having dinner. When he saw Duan Rong sweating and still smiling foolishly, his anger disappeared and he was full of goodwill towards Duan Rong again.

Old Man Sun stuffed two steamed buns into Duan Rong's hands and said, "It's past the time for dinner. I just left two steamed buns for you. Eat and go back to rest early."

"Rest?" Duan Rong looked puzzled. He had just brushed two of the six red horses, and there were still four to be brushed.

Old Man Sun glanced at Duan Rong and said, "No need to wash, tomorrow's escort is cancelled."

"Cancelled?" Duan Rong said in surprise, holding two steamed buns.

Old Man Sun said nothing more and turned to leave the stable.

Duan Rong looked at Old Man Sun's back and suddenly understood.

"This old man is teasing me!"

There will be no escort tomorrow. He saw that I came back late after taking leave, so he deliberately made trouble for me.

"It seems that this old man is petty. I have to be careful in the future."

Duan Rong bit the steamed bun and walked towards the dormitory of the servants in the lower courtyard with a depressed look.