Interstellar: Start as a cleaner

Inside the tent is a 270-degree stand with benches built from low to high from the front to the back. There is also a wooden platform in the middle with a cabinet for performance on it.

A magician wearing a hat and dressed very elegantly is performing on it.

This guy wears a white shirt inside and a black coat outside.

This guy rolls up the sleeves of his black coat to show everyone that his hands are empty.

However, the sleeves are rolled up and down, rolled up and down.

Then the magician pulled hard, and the sleeves of the black coat disappeared, revealing a bare arm, but there was a pigeon in his hand.

The magician let the pigeon fly away with a look of disgust.

Yang Bo could see clearly that the guy's sleeves retracted into his clothes in an instant.

It seems that this guy has prepared a mechanism in his clothes.

Of course, seeing clearly is one thing, and doing it is another.

Yang Bo himself has the skill of a dynamic vision master, so he can still see it clearly.

Plus the lighting on the scene, after all, oil lamps were used in this era.

When the people around saw this scene, they applauded one after another, but Yang Bo's character had no time to applaud because he was still eating roast chicken, and there were many other people around him eating.

"Sir, we have very unique tobacco here."

"Sir, we have dried fruits that are specialties of the north."

"Sir, these are various ornaments from overseas in the south, beautiful and cheap."

"Sir, we have a lot of secret medicines here." There are many people who come to sell things, and they all look like people from the circus.

Not to mention that there are many people who buy these things. According to these audiences, these snacks and specialties can only be encountered once a year.

Especially those who buy secret medicines, they also said that they bought them last year and they are very good to use.

"Is there any treatment for wounds?" Yang Bo's heart moved and he asked.

"Yes, yes, yes, we walk outside all year round, and it is inevitable that we will encounter robbers or troublemakers and cause injuries. Look at these scars on our hands. After using our medicine, the wounds will not bleed and will heal quickly." The salesman quickly rolled up his sleeves, and sure enough, there was a wound on his arm.

"This is sealed with beeswax. The red one is eaten, and the yellow one is used to pinch it open and apply it on the wound." 10 copper coins, a small rough wooden bottle with some round medicine inside.

"In addition, we have painkillers here." The other party started to sell again.

So he spent another 10 copper coins, and the two wooden bottles were not big.

Yang Bo didn't want the things sold later. It must be said that this magician is very good at doing things. Not only does he have rich movements and body expressions, but he also likes to make jokes. Although Yang Bo saw through his magic show, it was all some mechanisms, but this did not prevent him from receiving cheers.

Two hours later, this show was over, and he walked out of the tent for two steps.

Then the second magic show started again, and people around started talking about this show, and some said they would go home to let their families come to see it.

"It seems that there is no superpower in this world, at least I haven't found it yet." It turned out that Yang Bo didn't come to see magic for the magic itself, but to see if there was any superpower. After all, the magic he heard from people around him was amazing.

"What exactly is the profession of the bard?"

"According to the description, it can greatly stimulate the fighting power of warriors or knights."

"Could it be that it has spiritual abilities?"

"There are complete guides for the warrior and knight professions on the forum, but the bard is very mysterious."

"No matter, as long as you keep going, you will find the answer one day." Then Yang Bo happily controlled the character and went back to sleep.

The next day, Monday, he followed the carving instructor to work, still doing the previous job. Anyway, he left after finishing the work, strictly followed the instructor's rules, and did not watch the instructor how to carve.

Because Yang Bo had to control the game character, he went back to carve stone balls to make money.

After entering the quarry, Yang Bo found that there were many requirements. Stones that were too hard could not be used as ammunition for catapults.

Because if they were not broken after being thrown out, they could easily be picked up and thrown back by the opponent.

In addition, stones with cracks on them could not be used, because these finished products would not be used for many years, and they would easily crack once they were damp or other things.

The qualified stones in the quarry were used to make catapult ammunition, and the rest were made into the required shapes to repair the city walls or for the nobles to build castles.

The quarry was filled with the sound of clanging and rhythmic hammering.

"Little Handy, I saw you go to the market last night. Did you go to the black carriage?" A middle-aged man with a bare upper body and wearing only shorts, with messy hair and a beard covered with white stone powder, and his skin color could not be seen clearly, asked jokingly while skillfully hammering the chisel in his hand.

"No, did Uncle Walter go there last night?" Yang Bo knew that the black carriage he was talking about was the carriage that solicited male customers at the market.

"I didn't either. These were women in the city who didn't have much business. The powder on their faces was enough for me to go home and make pancakes. It was just that the light in the market was not good, and the carriage was dark." Walter shook his head.

"Walter, isn't it normal to be dark?"

"That's right, have you seen white ones?"

Other quarry workers also made dirty jokes.

"Handy, don't get in touch with those women. Many of them have strange diseases. Save money and find a decent girl in the future."

"Thank you, Uncle Woody."

"If I had money, I would go to the fourth tent. I heard that the nobles held a masquerade in it."

"Impossible."

"How is it impossible? The noble ladies and nobles you saw were impatient when they went in, and they were so satisfied when they came out."

"It seems that you can enter that tent if you have money?"

"As long as you have money, you can enter, so if I have money, I will also go in and fuck those noble ladies hard."

"Woody, you old pervert, you should have been a knight before. Those strong and handsome young knights would have many noble ladies coming to you."

"My choice was right. Several of my fellow countrymen who wanted to be knights never came back after they went out."

"Hehe, if you go in, those noble ladies will dislike you, because your physical strength is not as good as that of young knights, and your things are relatively small." A worker next to him said while showing his little finger.

"Get lost..."

"Haha!" Everyone joked while working.

Yang Bo also laughed, thinking that if he saved enough money, he would go in and let the clone enjoy it.

"Dude, work harder. When we get rich in the future, I will arrange a few ladies for you." Yang Bo muttered to himself.

On Tuesday, he followed Bob to deal with the work agreed last time, and shared some cookies again, but this time he got 10 copper coins.

Of course, Yang Bo did all the dirty and tiring work, because Adam couldn't stand the smell of fertilizer, which was fermented livestock feces.

Bob praised Yang Bo generously.

On Wednesday, he learned sculpture and on Thursday, he learned gardening.

In addition to playing games on the spaceship, Yang Bo slept, or he worked out in his room and did various fitness exercises.

These fitness exercises were taught on the Internet in this era.

He lived a very self-disciplined life, which made the president who was secretly observing shake his head, but it was not surprising, because he had been kept in captivity by the intelligent system for 18 years.

On Friday, Yang Bo took the dry food, water, and medicine he had prepared yesterday, and found a sack to carry on his back. There was a leather bag inside the sack.

Then he took his bow and arrow and set off. Yesterday, Yang Bo had asked the dean, and the dean directly gave Yang Bo a wooden sign, allowing Yang Bo to hunt freely in the mountains behind, and also told him the approximate way up the mountain, and then told Yang Bo not to get lost.

When Yang Bo left the college, it was still dark.

Not far along the road, Yang Bo found rabbits in the farmland on the side of the road.

The rabbit saw Yang Bo from a distance and immediately lowered its head, and then its ears stood up high.

Whoosh! A stone hit the rabbit's head directly, and the rabbit jumped up, and then bounced twice on the ground and stopped moving.

The rabbit didn't know that its ears betrayed it.

Jump +1!

Yang Bo, who was holding a stone to pick up the rabbit, saw another rabbit running away, and threw another stone.

Jump +1!

"I understand. A serious hunter disdains to hunt rabbits. The cost-effectiveness is too low, whether it is selling them for money or consuming arrows." After picking up two rabbits, Yang Bo figured it out.

When the sun just came out, Yang Bo returned to the college with a big sack on his back.

"Handy?" Just after walking a few steps into the college, Yang Bo heard someone calling him.

"Adam!" Yang Bo nodded and greeted him. This buddy was not a bad person, but he was good at calculating and didn't think before speaking.

"Where did you get these things?" Adam looked at Yang Bo wearing leather armor and carrying a bow and arrow, and was very surprised.

Bows and leather armor are not cheap and they look like good things for the army.

"This is mine!"

"I'll go report to the dean first."

"What is this big bag of yours?"

"Rabbits, I killed wild rabbits outside."

"You may not be smart, right? Isn't it a loss to kill rabbits with bows and arrows?" Adam started to talk bad again.

"I brought a bow and arrow just to go hunting in the mountains. I didn't expect there were so many rabbits here. I hit the rabbits with stones."

"Why do you have to report to the dean?"

"Why else? So many rabbits will stink? I can't skin them."

"Then why don't you keep some for yourself?"

"I'll see how much the dean can give me for each rabbit. Besides, rabbits are not as delicious as pheasants. I'll go see if there are any pheasants in the farmland later."

Adam looked at Yang Bo's back and muttered in his heart: "You still don't like rabbit meat, as if you have eaten a lot."

Adam waited here. 20 minutes later, Yang Bo came back happily, and the sack on his back seemed empty.

"How much did the dean give you for each rabbit?"

"Six copper coins for each rabbit, no matter how big or small. It turns out that the city lord has been offering a reward for hunting rabbits, and one copper coin for each rabbit." Yang Bo didn't expect to receive a task to kill rabbits here. Killing 100 rabbits will reward one silver coin, killing 10,000 rabbits will reward one gold coin, and if you hand over the rabbit carcasses, there will be another copper coin subsidy.

"How much money did you make?"

"Only 12 rabbits, mainly because they were too heavy to carry."

"......."

"So you made 72 copper coins this morning?" Adam looked at Yang Bo in disbelief.

“Do you want to join us?” Yang Bo saw the free laborers in front of him. He was not bad at beating rabbits, but running back and forth with dozens of rabbits weighing dozens of kilograms was very exhausting. Although Yang Bo could not feel it, the game interface would prompt him.