Around Yin Zheng, the knock on the door rang again.
Chu Yao opened the door and saw Lin Feng holding a basin of hot water with a courteous expression, which somewhat relieved his troubled heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all night. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, turned sideways to let Lin Feng in, and whispered: "Don't close the door.
Yes, the things are on the table."
Although they are master and apprentice, they are also men and women.
Even if there is no one in private, one must be careful and observe etiquette.
Lin Feng said: "Good morning, teacher."
He put down the hot water in his hand and helped twist the towel.
After washing up and feeling sleepy, Chu Yao got up and went to the east kitchen to heat up the food he cooked last night. Lin Feng's memory is not exactly photographic, and even though the things Chu Yao organized were not difficult to carry, it was still a little difficult to carry.
It's difficult, so you can only get a general impression by reading it aloud several times.
But this is not a problem. As the energy of heaven and earth enters the body and is tempered, great progress will be made in all aspects. Coupled with Lin Feng's strong understanding,
Chu Yao was a teacher for the first time, but he was very patient and broke almost all the content of Yanling Enlightenment into pieces, allowing Lin Feng to understand and absorb it piece by piece.
"Cultivation is essentially 'sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.' Reading can stimulate resonance between oneself and the energy of heaven and earth. Different words, different people, different moods and understandings can all affect the resonance effect. As a teacher, I don't understand yet.
In your case, we can only try one by one now. However, the most important thing is to study hard and practice hard, and don’t think about lazy and slippery shortcuts."
Lin Feng responded seriously and did not dare to neglect.
Not knowing what he thought of, he lowered his head and stopped talking.
Chu Yao was also someone who had been here before. He knew what she wanted to ask and said quietly: "Do you want to know when you can gather your literary heart?"
Lin Feng nodded: "Well, I'm a little curious."
Chu Yao said without hesitation: "As a teacher, I am also very curious."
At present, it is known that the first female literary scholar in the future - Wu Lang is not counted, and the gender is doubtful. It is not considered him or her for the time being - Chu Yao is naturally curious about the essential differences between Lin Feng and male literary scholars, the progress of cultivation, and the grade of literary scholars.
What is the difference.
Chu Yao: "But it depends on talent, hard work and luck."
Lin Feng couldn't restrain his curiosity.
"How long did it take the teacher?"
Chu Yao was unsure and said: "Six months, right? Anyway, in less than seven months, Wen Xin was able to unite successfully..."
Lin Feng secretly wrote it down.
She didn't think her talent could be better than her teacher's second-grade high school, so she could compromise on this deadline and make it one year.
As everyone knows, Chu Yao is simply an alien.
From sensing the Qi of heaven and earth, to introducing Qi into the body, to opening up the meridians and elixirs, and the last step of condensing the literary mind, the green light is given all the way.
The other two heroes of Chu State also reached the second level of Chinese Heart, but it took them two years and one year and ten months to complete this journey. One of them was not very lucky and had to condense four times before he succeeded. The other Wenxin scholars, time
Mostly between two and four years.
The quick success in June is an impossible miracle.
Read, copy, memorize.
In the early days, it was just these three things, which was boring.
Enlightenment children generally have little patience.
Let them sit upright, straighten their backs at all times, concentrate their minds, chew over and over passages of words that are difficult for them to understand, understand the deep meaning behind the words, and try to use the words to resonate with the energy of heaven and earth... Adults Not easy to do.
As someone who has been through the process, Chu Yao is well aware of the importance of taking things step by step, so he deliberately lowered his expectations for Lin Feng. As a result, within an hour, he achieved results that exceeded expectations.
Well, there is a little surprise.
An hour passed quickly as Lin Feng recited it crisply and asked for advice. The sky gradually turned white, and it was already Maozheng.
Chu Yao left two hours' worth of classwork for Lin Feng. He got up and went to the east kitchen to prepare the breakfast. Several cooks had also gotten up and were busy. The master and the apprentice met halfway and their eyes became greener, as if they had been praying for good deeds after a sleepless night. They each saluted and said hello.
Chu Yao: "Look at Yuan Liang's haggard face. Didn't he sleep well?"
Qi Shan asked angrily: "How can I sleep?"
There are many reasons for not being able to sleep, such as Shen Xiaolangjun's "shocking words" last night, such as Lin Feng's half-hearted resonance - you must know that the energy of heaven and earth also has such a thing as "emotions", and you will also appreciate the words and spirits, "emotions" "It rises and falls with the rise and fall of the spirit of words.
When Lin Feng just learned it, the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of two or three feet nearby fluctuated wildly as if he was having a convulsion, and the literati were sensitive to the aura of heaven and earth. To use a popular metaphor, it was probably forcing the ears of music connoisseurs to listen to what had just happened. A novice who can't tell the difference between a pipa and a pipa plays it randomly. I wish you could sleep well, but you are really generous.
Chu Yao calmly said: "It will be fine in March or May."
Qishan could only make do with Lin Feng. Without Lin Feng's cooperation, who wouldn't be like this? Just get used to this kind of thing.
"snort."
Qi Shan's answer was a double eye roll.
The two men's eyes met.
Qishan: Are there any students who are amazing?
Chu Yao: It’s amazing.
Entering the east kitchen, Chu Yao found that every pot was boiling with hot water. The bandit village had limited firewood, so he casually asked what he was doing with so much water. The cook was using a blowtorch when she heard the words and stood up, hesitatingly saying this It's Shen Tang's order.
Goro?
"What did Goro say?"
The cook replied: "Wipe the piglet."
Chu Yao: "...???"
Just as confused as Chu Yao was Gong Shuwu.
Just as he was about to start a new day of training, he was stopped halfway by Shen Tang, with a bit of excitement on his eyebrows that he couldn't understand.
Gong Shuwu: "Wu Lang?"
Zhai Le was also attracted by curiosity.
"Brother Shen also wants to join?"
Shen Tang shook his head and said: "No, no, no, I counted on my fingers and found that now is a good time to castrate the pig! The temperature is neither hot nor cold, and the pigs were hungry for two meals last night. As the saying goes, 'long-term pain is better than short-term pain' , the surgery was done earlier, and they will recover sooner."
Gong Shuwu: "..."
Later, he remembered Shen Tang's previous invitation to him to ride pigs together, and there were always a thousand words he wanted to say to refuse, but the words of rejection rolled on the tip of his tongue several times, and he chewed them up and swallowed them back. A gentleman speaks like a horse. It's hard to chase, so I agreed to it.
He said: "Okay, let's go!"
Zhai Le's peach blossom eyes widened in surprise.
What a castrated pig!
After all, he is a ninth- and fifth-grade doctor!
What about noodles?
Although he didn't understand why the pigs had to be castrated before eating pork, he thought about what Brother Shen said about how delicious pork was, so he decisively followed him. Shen Tang walked around the pig pen and moved like lightning. Grabbing a piglet by the hind hooves.
The piglet was awakened and screamed twice.
Shen Tang shook his head and threatened: "Shut up and be quiet!"
Zhai Le secretly glanced at the piglet's lower abdomen. Well, it was a boar piglet. Although it was young, it was of decent weight.
Uncle Gong Wu Tie's face was livid.
I made several mental preparations for myself.
He asked with difficulty: "What should I do?"
Gong Shuwu thought he was picking the eggs by himself, but Shen Tang put the piglet down and signaled the two of them to hold down one of the piglets by its hind legs and the other by its neck. He then placed the piglet in a ready-to-hand position. In a do-it-yourself posture, he lifted up the hem of his clothes, half-knelt on the ground, raised his hand to Gong Shuwu and said, "Knife."
Gong Shuwu: “…???”
I was so surprised that I couldn't even remember when I handed over the knife.
Shen Tang: "It's not such a big knife. Your knife is longer than a pig. A palm-sized knife will do. Do you have one?"
Gong Shuwu: "...Yes."
When Chu Yao and his two men heard the wind and rushed over, they saw three people surrounding something from a distance. Before anyone could step forward, the screams of killing pigs had already drifted into their ears along the wind.
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I watched more than a dozen videos of pigs (castrated pigs) on Station B.
