Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

Tang Wen looked up at him, "How is it? Am I doing an okay job raising them?"

Old Crow snapped out of his thoughts, put his hands behind his back, and grunted, "So-so! But still a bit worse than I was back in the day."

With that, he quickly left and wandered around the yard.

Thus, he saw apprentices with their fingers pecked bloody, apprentices covered in bird droppings, apprentices being completely ignored by the aloof blood crows when offering food and water...

"Phew! That's what I thought! It couldn't be that simple!"

The old man felt a sense of balance.

He resumed his swaggering walk, pointing at the apprentices and scolding them!

"Idiot!"

"So stupid you might as well die!"

"I've taught so many students, and you're the worst batch!"

"You, you, you, still feeding them? You've fed it seven worms already! Are you trying to stuff it to death? You think your bird can handle seven meals in one night? Can you, kid?"

"Hahahaha..."

The other apprentices burst into cheerful laughter.

The "seven worms" apprentice blushed crimson, shouting at everyone around him, "Laugh, laugh, laugh, what are you laughing at? Can you do it?"

Everyone paused.

A voice shouted, "I can!"

"Who? You, Li Sanjin? You, the one who took off his clothes and took a bath in one minute and thirty seconds at the Brothel of Joy last time! You, able to do it?!"

"Hahahaha..."

The yard became even livelier.

The named Li Sanjin couldn't bear it any longer, cursed, and threw a punch.

The two began a bromantic confrontation.

Tang Wen couldn't help but laugh.

These old perverts are too talented. Taking off clothes and taking a bath in one minute and thirty seconds.

Tsk tsk, that's a quick wash.

After wandering around, Old Crow returned to Tang Wen's table, his face pulled long.

"These blood crows are about to learn to fly. They stand on the tree every day and throw themselves down twenty times."

"What if they fly away?" Tang Wen frowned.

"Hmph! You don't understand anything! These blood crows are already dependent on you. They have good food and drink, why would they fly away?"

Old Crow also talked about some precautions and techniques for letting the blood crows forage for food themselves.

After the private lesson, Tang Wen's skill broke through.

[Beast Taming, Beginner → Novice (1/1000)]

After all, imparting experience is a highly efficient form of learning.

This skill is not like martial arts, where there is a chasm between learning and practical combat.

Raising birds, as long as you know the methods, you can do it if you want to.

Another day passed, and Tang Wen's breathing technique broke through.

[Breathing Technique, Mastered (1/1000)]

This brought him a pitiful 0.1 attribute increase to both his physique and spirit.

There's no helping it, breathing techniques are just common stuff, it's good enough that it can increase attributes.

"Lord Tang Wen, the ice is all laid out."

Xiao Liu emerged from the basement, her little face flushed.

These days, besides buying groceries, cooking, making rou jia mo, and cleaning the house, the three maids, Cuilian, also had to make ice with saltpeter in the basement.

The three were very diligent, working late into the night.

Their whole bodies ached after a day, but they didn't complain.

Now, every floor of the basement was covered with ice bricks, and the four walls were also built with ice bricks.

"Good, I'll go take a look!"

Approaching the entrance of the basement, he immediately felt the chill.

"Lord, I'll get you a thick coat! It's very cold down there."

"No need, let's go."

In the basement, the kerosene lamp shone on the neatly stacked ice bricks, reflecting a cold, white light.

Reaching out to touch it, it was ice-cold, only just below zero, they had to continue making ice.

He smiled and looked at the three maids: "Not bad, you've done a good job. From today onwards, I will teach you martial arts! But remember, without my permission, this technique cannot be passed on!"

Tang Wen taught them a set of Eight Section Brocade exercises.

Although the three of them were maids, they ate the same food as Tang Wen, and a life with meat at every meal was enough to support them in working and practicing.

He didn't expect them to achieve anything great, just to have a better figure, cough, a healthier body, more strength, and be more efficient.

The three maids came from farming families, and working in the fields and managing housework was their daily routine.

Tang Wen taught them martial arts, and the three were extremely grateful.

Looking at Tang Wen's eyes, respect, admiration, and love were intertwined, almost flowing out of their eyes.

A few days passed, and Zhou Bing returned from outside, and once again saw thirteen-year-old Xiao Liu staring blankly at Tang Wen's figure as he practiced. Finally, she couldn't help but call her over.

The little girl's face was pale, as if she had done something wrong, and she stood in front of Zhou Bing with her head down.

Ever since Tang Wen taught her martial arts hand-in-hand a few days ago, she had often been like this.

A young girl in love, her heart just opening, was like this.

Zhou Bing didn't reprimand her, but instead said, "Take the time to practice martial arts properly. If you can become a martial artist within three years, I will let you be a concubine."

"Huh? Thank you, Lord Zhou Bing!" The little girl suddenly raised her head, wanting to kneel down in gratitude.

Zhou Bing reached out to stop her: "Practice hard."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely practice hard."

"Lord Zhou Bing, I will also practice hard!" Tao Hua next to her boldly expressed her feelings.

"Heh! Alright." Zhou Bing smiled: "Since that's the case, and you, Cuilian, you're not too old either. It's still not too late to practice martial arts. When you become martial artists, I will let you be concubines."

"Ah, this, this?" Cuilian, hugging her daughter, wanted to be reserved.

But she was afraid that if she refused, she would completely lose the opportunity.

She had no choice but to twist her handkerchief in her hands and lower her head in tacit agreement.

"Mommy, what is a concubine?" Little Taozi blinked her dark eyes, raised her small face, innocent and innocent.

"Tsk! Don't ask nonsense, child." Cuilian's cheeks were red, and she couldn't hold back.

"Oh." Little Taozi agreed timidly.

In the evening, when it was time to practice martial arts, the three maids practiced extra hard.

Although they were not very familiar with the movements of the Eight Section Brocade exercises, their attitude was extremely serious.

Tang Wen wondered: "What stimulated these three girls? Why are they so serious today?"

Zhou Bing glared at him unhappily, took two steps to his side with her long legs, reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, looking at his handsome young face.

For a moment, she couldn't help but be a little fascinated. Hmph, my man has the capital to make women fall in love.

The days passed peacefully.

Tang Wen spent most of his time practicing, even the management and training of the outer city hunting camp was basically spent slacking off.

Occasionally, he would show up, also because he was bored with practicing martial arts, and he would take the hunting team out of the city to hunt and smoke bacon.

Zhou Bing didn't have his perverted physique, and seven or eight hours of training every day was already the limit. More training would only harm her spirit and body.

The training and daily management of the outer city hunting camp were all up to her.

More and more ice was piled up in the basement, and the temperature dropped every day.

When the warm water quickly turned into ice after being brought in, Tang Wen knew that the temperature had dropped to a dozen degrees below zero, which was enough.

The three maids, Cuilian, would put on thick winter clothes to work.

Otherwise, they couldn't stay inside.

At the same time, the first batch of smoked bacon was also made.

Tang Wen built a frame with bamboo poles in the basement and hung thousands of pounds of bacon on it.

Thousands of pounds of bacon sounds like a lot, but in reality, it couldn't even fill a corner of the first floor of the basement.

His food storage plan had just begun.

He needed more bacon and millet.

As for vegetables, as long as the well water didn't dry up, he could plant some in the yard.

Vegetables grow quickly in hot weather, just like the chives in the spring, after the sickle cuts them, they can be harvested again in a few days.

This morning, the General's Mansion held a routine meeting.

This time, it was about rewarding merits.

Everyone unanimously agreed that Tang Wen and Zhou Bing were the top contributors.

Without them, everyone wouldn't even know where the people were.

Besides, they took down ten of the opponents.

But discussing merit is one thing, when it came to rewarding, General Zhao was in trouble.

He didn't know what to give, so he asked, "Do you two have any requests? As long as we can do it, the camp will definitely do it."

The two looked at each other, and Tang Wen smiled: "Then I'll wait until I make another contribution and calculate it together!"

Huh?

The commanders shook their heads, is it that easy to make contributions these days?

Under the curious gazes of the Queen and others, he took out two bags, one large and one small, from behind him.

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[PS: Weakly asking for a monthly ticket!]