My Fresh Food Supermarket Tong Daming

Chapter 59
The moment Zhou Ze announced to rest in place, all the villagers participating in the training slumped on the ground like deflated balloons.

They never expected that the seemingly simple and relaxed military posture almost killed half of their lives.

In just one hour, all villagers were deducted at least 1 point, and the villager with the most points was even deducted 3 points.

The villager who deducted the most points was secretly regretting while rubbing his calf.

Why can't I bear it!
Thinking of losing 3 packs of fairy noodles within an hour, he couldn't help but slap himself a few times, so that he could learn a lesson.

He didn't expect that his points would be deducted completely in the end. In the winter, he watched other people eat delicious food and spicy food, while his family could only eat brown rice porridge to maintain their lives.

Seeing Xia Changshou earnestly counting their points with the fairy artifact bestowed by the immortal head in his hand, this made all the villagers participating in the training shudder.

They all warned themselves from the bottom of their hearts that during the training for a while, even the neck of the knife holder should not make any small movements.

While the villagers were resting, Xia Changshou at the side clumsily manipulated the fairy weapon that the fairy head gave him.

For God's sake, he never thought that such a thin board would show such a beautiful picture!

Recalling the scene when Zhou Ze demonstrated it to him before, Xia Changshou wished he could kneel down on the spot.

At that time, the immortal chief specifically asked him to use this fairy artifact called Pingping to record the scores for the villagers in the future, which is said to be very convenient.

After he started to operate it, it was instantly regarded as a divine weapon.

God, you can touch the screen at will with just one finger. Although he has never seen the characters on the tablet, they look very familiar, as if he has erased a few strokes of the familiar fonts. It looks very simple.

Not only that, Zhou Ze also stuffed him with Arabic numerals, addition and subtraction tables, and a dictionary of traditional and simplified characters.

This is the method Zhou Ze thought of to save time for Xia Changshou.

I spent 1000 yuan to find a random programmer on the Internet and wrote a small software in less than an hour.

This software has no other bells and whistles, only the most basic functions.

Click into the software, the left column of the interface is a framework similar to a directory, and the right column is a point system.

At this time, there are only names of Shanghe Village and Xiahe Village in the directory box.

There is a plus sign to the left of each of the two village names.

Clicking on the plus sign will display the names of all the villagers in the village.

Click on the name of a villager at will, and more detailed personal information will appear.

At this moment, Xia Changshou was clumsily clicking on Ergou's personal information with his single finger.

Name: Ergou

Age: 21
Remaining points: 17 (detailed)
At the same time, there is also a photo of Ergou panicked in the upper right corner, which is very clear and lifelike.

Everyone thought it was a trace of their souls sealed in it, and they were terrified. It was not until Zhou Ze explained that it would not have any impact on everyone, and the villagers gradually calmed down.

Seeing Ergou's personal information, Xia Changshou clicked on the details behind the points. At this time, a text editing box appeared on the interface. Xia Changshou held the tablet to his mouth and said respectfully:

"Xiao Du Immortal Elder!"

"I'm here~"

"Editor's record: On October 13th of the Gregorian calendar in the 1th year of Hongzhi, Er Gou was deducted [-] point by the head of the immortal because of random movements." Zhou Ze also taught him to use the Gregorian calendar records.

"Roger that!"

As soon as the voice fell, what he said was recorded verbatim in the edit box.

To be honest, every time he talks with Immortal Xiaodu, he feels a lot of pressure.

He has seen so many fairy artifacts, but the tablet in his hand is the fairy artifact he saw with a real spirit.

This made him stressed.

Although the other party's tone never changed every time he called Immortal Xiaodu, he was afraid that if he annoyed Immortal Xiaodu one day, he would be punished by thunder and punishment, especially when When he knew that Ping An also depended on Thunder for food, he was even more worried.

So he never dared to disturb Immortal Xiaodu until it was time to record points.

Although Zhou Ze knew about this, he didn’t explain too much. The “Xiaodu Immortal” that Xia Changshou said was actually not a smart voice. Since Xiahe Village didn’t have internet, Zhou Ze had to go back and install a simple voice conversion software. .

The only function of this software is to convert speech into text, and voice wake-up is one of its main gimmicks.

There is no way, Xia Changshou is now very old, and he can learn to tinker with the tablet is the result of staying up all night and practicing. If he is asked to learn pinyin from scratch, it would be better to just give him a knife.

It is said that Zhou Zexiangzhong’s tablet is because it has a memory capacity of up to 1TB. If it is only used to record information, let alone two villages, it is no problem to record all the people in Miyun.

While reducing Xia Changshou's workload, he also took this opportunity to create a simple household registration system, so that people can be quickly found at a glance when checking people in the future.

Then again, Xia Changshou returned to the original interface after seeing that the information had been recorded, clicked into the points system to find Ergou's name, and subtracted one from the points behind his name, changing from 17 to 16.

After doing all this, Xia Changshou heaved a sigh of relief.

"Everyone should slow down, right? Don't worry, today's military posture subject has been practiced, and we won't let everyone continue to train military posture."

The villagers all showed expressions of the survivors after the catastrophe.

But before they had time to rejoice, they heard Zhou Ze's voice again:
"Since today is the first day, I am afraid that everyone will feel a little uncomfortable, so the difficulty of the next subject will be appropriately reduced."

"How about this, everyone will run from Xiahe Village to Shanghe Village and then run back to complete it."

Hearing this, the villagers were dumbfounded.

"Immortal Elder. Could it be that the villain heard it wrong? It is more than ten miles from the lower river to the upper river."

Seeing Ergousheng's loveless expression, Zhou Ze frowned: "Why do you think it's too little? Do you want to give you some more?"

Ergou shook his head hurriedly, for fear that the head of the fairy would let them go to Miyun County and come back.

Although the villagers were full of pain, the only good news was that Zhou Ze told them that points would not be deducted even if they were last, but the lunch of the bottom five would be worse.

Seeing the villagers trotting away drippingly along the dirt road, Zhou Ze leaned on the recliner and began to think about the training content of the next subject.

For the next subject, Zhou Ze plans to ask Liu Ertiao to train the villagers in combat skills.

Zhou Ze planned to temporarily equip each of them with a long pointed gun as the main weapon, and wait for him to think of a surefire way before replacing the villagers with new weapons.

He can't look down on any firecrackers at this stage, not only the rate of fire is slow, the charging steps are cumbersome, and there is a high probability that they will stop cooking in rainy weather, and the quality is extremely poor. Exploding the chamber, the risk factor is too high.

Therefore, Zhou Ze decided to wait until the villagers were trained to become real elites to figure out the most suitable weapon for them to use.

It's just that he doesn't know what weapon can meet his needs.

You must know that in modern society, both high-pressure air guns and nail guns are contraband!
Oh, what a mess.

Zhou Ze lay on the recliner and was full of thoughts.

(End of this chapter)