Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 8 Blacksmith
Ding, ding, ding!

The hammer struck the red iron, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Which house do you deliver the firewood from?" asked the blacksmith man when he saw a black-faced boy walking in with a basket of firewood on his back.

Some people in the camp rely on collecting firewood and sending firewood in exchange for food.

"Uh, I'm not, I'm here to deliver meat, and I want to change something."

"Meat?" The blacksmith looked suspicious. You, a half-grown child, can still get meat?

Tang Wen put down the basket, first took out the firewood, and then took out a chicken.

"pheasant?"

The blacksmith looked at it carefully: "Whole pheasant, yes, it's full of heart, liver, and brain. It's just good for my woman's body. What do you want?"

"A kitchen knife, a few daggers, and scissors."

"Too many. I can only give you kitchen knives and scissors."

"I'll give you the firewood too."

"That's worthless." The big man put down the hammer.

Tang Wen took out three red-billed sparrows from his arms: "Add this, and give me three daggers."

"Red-billed sparrow?" The big man looked at Tang Wen in surprise, thought for a while and said, "My dagger is made of refined iron, so I can only give you one."

Although Tang Wen was moved, he withdrew his hand, as if he hadn't changed.

The blacksmith hastily added: "I'll give you some more sewing."

The two stalemate for a few seconds, and Tang Wen agreed.

The blacksmith did not lie, the dagger he gave was more than 20 centimeters long.

The blade is double-sided, with a cold light shining on the tip. It has no curvature. It is a straight knife. Tang Wen held it in his hand, tested the sharpness with wood, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Next time you have meat, you can still send it over."

Tang Wen took a serious look at him: "Do you have corn?"

"I have potatoes and sweet potatoes."

"What's your name, brother?"

"Li Daniu."

"My name is Tang Wen."

"Little Tang, you can really bring me a bird. Just like today. I will give you potatoes and sweet potatoes. My woman gave birth to a child, and the child must eat meat to grow strong."

"it is good!"

In a very unbalanced camp with many boys and girls, a man who loves his wife and children so much should be reliable.

In the camp, there are very few hunters. Most of them survive the winter by catching fish in the swamp, digging grass roots, looking for wild vegetables, and digging worms outside the camp.

In the spring, they can go to work in the fields.

Do the work in the field, take care of a meal in the camp, and wait for the corn to be harvested, and you can get food.

If you want more, you can slowly save up a set of farm tools and apply to open up new land.

You will be given seeds in the camp, and food will be grown in the new land, which will be [-]% of the camp.

The guards often hunted alienated beasts, but they only sent their prey to the city.

……

In the hut, the dagger was stuck on the hanging stake.

Duo, duo, duo...

Very close distance, knife and knife will not fail.

After several successes, the experience panel appears:
[Skill: Flying Knife Technique, Beginner (1/500)]

Tang Wen's soul is Chinese.

He has all the characteristics of Chinese people, such as anxiety, insecurity, and a natural lack of firepower phobia.

On the way back, he was thinking that the pheasant that ran out in the woods today was lucky.

But what about next time?

What if it was a wild wolf or an alienated beast that ran out?
If you can't run, you can't run.

In 3 minutes, the alienated wild wolf is seventy percent full.

Therefore, it is imminent to practice more lethal skills.

After much deliberation, he chose the throwing knife.

Since then, Tang Wen not only practiced the Babu Vajra Kung Fu, but also practiced flying knives.

This is impossible until the Eight Parts Vajra Skills are upgraded.

At that time, his physique and energy were too weak, even if he could eat enough, he didn't have the energy to connect two skills in a row.

In the sound of "Duo Duo", Tang Tang took the needle and thread, hummed an unknown song, and mended his clothes.

Duo.

Hundredth hit.

[Skill: Flying Knife Technique, Beginner (100/500)]

Practicing with immovable wooden stakes is too inefficient. If you succeed once, you will only be given a little experience.

At night, the north wind howled and the temperature dropped.

Brother and sister Tang Wen woke up from the cold at night, and had to light an earthen stove to keep warm, so they barely slept until dawn.

In the morning, there were many more people walking out of the camp with bamboo baskets and hatchets than usual.

Tang Wen also mixed in the crowd with a basket on his back, away from the firewood crowd, walked deep into the woods, found a suitable open space, and sprinkled corn.

He hid and practiced flying knife skills.

Following the red-billed sparrow, Tang Wen put away the dagger.

I don't know if it's because of the cold weather or what. There are only this kind of bird in the woods in the wild. For half a month, Tang Wen has hardly seen other birds.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Four red-billed sparrows were hit one after another and fell to the ground.

Tang Wen went to pick it up and carefully inspected the corn kernels on the ground.

Well, this time the shot was timely, they haven't eaten a few bites yet, so there's no need to replenish them for the time being.

At noon, he didn't go back. He took out the corn balls made by his sister to fill his stomach and continued hunting.

It's getting colder and the days are getting shorter.I haven't bought the bedding at home yet, so I need to hunt more birds.

The proficient level locust stone skill has a high hit rate, and when three or five birds fly in, often none of them can escape.

In the afternoon, work was finished early as usual.

He carried dry firewood picked up in a bamboo basket, and pretended to be a woodcutter. Although there were many people on the road, he looked like everyone else, and no one paid special attention to him.

Today's harvest is quite good, with a total of 15 red-billed sparrows.

At the same time, I practiced flying knives in the woods, and my experience increased a lot: [Flying Knife: Getting Started (207/500)]

When he returned to the camp, he went to several rice shops, first exchanged 10 catties of corn, and then took another 10 catties of corn from home, and went to the grocery store to exchange for two new sets of linen clothes and two pairs of thick linen quilts.

Linen quilts are made of multiple layers of linen, with thick hay and cotton wadding stuffed between the linen. As long as there are materials and effort, a woman can sew a pair in two days.The cost is nothing more than a little effort and needlework.

Taking the hemp quilt home, Tang Tang pouted, looking very reluctant, and muttered in a low voice: What kind of broken thing, the quilt that will become moldy when it rains next year, dare to ask me for ten catties of rice...

But at night, she slept soundly.

Tang Wen spreads chestnut rice deep in the woods every day, like a fisherman making a nest in advance.

The red-billed sparrows also seemed to know that there was food here, so they flew over one after another.

For several days in a row, Tang Wen's harvest was more than 20.

He and Tang Tang ate a roasted red-billed bird for three meals a day, and exchanged the rest for food and necessities.

The hard days were peaceful.

There was too much corn in exchange, and the rice jars at home were not enough, and the space in the house was too small to fit a large tank. Tang Wen went to the carpenter to buy some buckets with lids to hold the corn.

One day in late October, Tang Wen was walking back to the camp with a hare and a load of dry firewood on his back.

"Stop! Give me the wood?"

Tang Wen's body arched instantly, looking at the person who jumped out from behind the tree.

The man's clothes were thin and tattered, his face was yellow and thin, his eyes protruded outwards, and he held a long sharpened wooden stick in his hand, pointing in Tang Wen's direction, poking and threatening him.

It's the scavengers outside the camp, but the people in the camp are not so miserable.

Tang Wen raised the corner of his clothes, revealing the dagger gleaming at his waist.

It is best to be able to defeat others without fighting!
The scavengers were very excited: "Give me the knife, too."

Tang Wen: ...

Whoosh.

The right hand tucked into the sleeve directly threw out the locust stone!
"what!"

The scavengers covered their noses, stepped back again and again, and slammed their backs against a tree with a bang.

[Skill: Locust Rock, Mastery (899→932/3000)]

Tang Wen frowned, such a high level of experience?

Injuries and pain are commonplace for waste pickers.

The broken nose actually aroused his fierceness.

The scavengers stood up straight, holding a pointed stick and charging straight over.

(End of this chapter)