Longevity starts with learning.

Chapter 27 Mine

"call……"

Chu Mu let out a long breath, and slowly adjusted his mentality.

He firmly believes that since real kung fu exists, he will always come into contact with it one day.

He can't touch it now, just because he hasn't touched that level yet.

Having come to this world and started to practice martial arts, it will undoubtedly be a matter of time before he comes into contact with that level.

It's just the inexplicable killing intent in his heart, but Chu Mu is a little vigilant.

It's a very simple truth. Different mentality will inevitably affect the style of acting.

People always like to solve problems in the way they are best at.

Literati talk about reason, and warriors use force, that's how it is.

With such a state of mind, in the future, he might be more biased towards the knife in his hand.

I just don't know if this will be good...or bad...

Thoughts swirled for a moment, and the light blue light curtain panel also appeared in the field of vision.

[Name: Chu Mu. 】

【Skill:
Basic knife technique (first glimpse) 20/500]

【Spirit value: 15.3%】

After habitually scanning around, his eyes finally settled on the skyrocketing proficiency of basic sword skills.

In just one or two hours, the proficiency skyrocketed by more than ten points!
Such a skyrocketing proficiency in sword skills obviously shows that he is not messing around, and it is really beneficial to the progress of his martial arts.

"It's good to be useful."

Chu Mu let out a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that he was messing around, after all, these seemingly simple utensils are really valuable.

Not to mention the wooden dummy, the wood is ironwood, which is extremely hard, and naturally quite expensive, plus the thick linen cloth wrapped around it, it counts as a lot of money.

Those unattractive lobs are a luxury in this era. Every lob is temporarily modified with a Cuju ball.

In this era, cuju is originally a sport of rich and powerful people, and the balls used for cuju are naturally expensive.

Dozens of lobs made Chu Mu quite heartbroken.

Adding up the back and forth, this tossing is like money of tens of silver.

What a fool, then he has been working in vain for more than two months.

While thinking, Chu Mu suddenly recalled his previous life.

In his previous life, he probably wouldn't have acted so vigorously.

Regardless of the cost, just do what you say, the hard-working social animal in the previous life will never be as free and easy as he is now.

"It's fine now..."

Chu Mu was inexplicably sad, muttering to himself.

"Woooooooo..."

A slight whimper sounded, and Chu Mu lowered his head, only to see that fluffy son of a bitch rubbing his head up and rubbing against his trousers.

"Almost forgot about you!"

Chu Mu suddenly smiled, grabbed the puppet, and walked quickly into the kitchen.

There were still a lot of leftovers from last night, and they were poured into the rice bowl. The son of a bitch immediately ran to the rice bowl with his short legs, and ate it, obviously very hungry.

Chu Mu was still busy in front of the stove, preparing meals to fill his stomach.

He was alone, and he didn't pay much attention to it. He casually fried two small dishes and cooked a little rice, and then got to work in front of the stove.

After a brief tidying up after the meal, Chu Mu went back to the bedroom.

A candle, a book, Chu Mu leaned on the head of the bed, slowly flipping through the pages.

About half an hour later, the fire suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and a bonfire was burning. Under the flickering of the fire, the hanging ball swayed, the wooden stakes made muffled sounds, and the figure wielding a knife appeared again...

……

Early the next morning, as usual, after more than half an hour of martial arts practice, Chu Mu changed into a patrol uniform and went out to be on duty.

In the early morning, Nanshan Town was already a little deserted, and several of the vendors that Chu Mu used to eat had already met again in the mine.

Vendors who set up stalls at sunrise and close their stalls at sunset have also become corvees who work before dawn and cannot rest at sunset.

Chu Mu reckoned that it would be difficult for him to eat his handicraft in the future.

There was no familiar smell, and Chu Mu didn't bother to be picky, so he just took a few bites and walked towards the mine.

Under the continuous wind and snow, the entire mine was already covered with snow, and the climate in the mountains was already shady and cool. Under the heavy snow, even though Chu Mu was wearing a thick padded jacket under his armor, he couldn't help shivering.

Compared with the desolation in the mountains, in the mine, it is naturally a hot scene.

In the cold winter, most of the corvees also put on thick jackets. Of course, this is not the welfare of the corvees. According to the usual practice, when the corvees are conscripted to work, they will bring their own winter clothes.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, and there are not no people in ragged clothes in this cold winter mine.

Compared with most of the previous mines, the number of corvee workers has undoubtedly increased a lot.

In the mining area where Chu Mu is located alone, there are more than 30 corvees.

Chu Mu estimated that in half a month, at least 2000 corvee workers had been added to the entire mine.

This is undoubtedly a somewhat unbelievable number, and what is even more unbelievable is that the recruitment of corvees has not yet shown signs of ending.

"What are you digging so many mines for?"

Sitting under the tree, Chu Mu looked at the corvees working in the wind and snow, with doubts on his brows.

After more than half a month, he had already inquired clearly.

Even if the mineral materials are sent to the county town, it is not the end. It is said that they will be sent to a higher level.

This is not only the case in Qinghe County, the surrounding counties, as long as there is mining, no matter what kind of mineral material, the process is the same.

Mined, turned in, turned in again.

It is all an official process and has nothing to do with the market.

This also means that from Qinghe County to the county seat, and even the entire Yanshan County, all the mineral materials that flow into the market can be said to be black goods, and they are all shady.

The problem is... mobilizing such manpower and material resources, if the mined materials do not flow into the market, where will they end up?

Forging ordnance?
There is such a demand for iron ore, and in this era, the demand for iron is also great, but what about other minerals?

As far as Chu Mu knows, there are several copper mines in Changshan County, which is adjacent to Qinghe County, and they have been mined, smelted, and handed over for decades like Qinghe County.

In this era, iron can still have many functions, but what about copper?

In the non-industrial age, the biggest role of copper is to mint coins, but now, banknotes have been used for hundreds of years, what else can copper be used for?
"At least, the official process is handing over to each other level by level, which has nothing to do with the market, so where is the ultimate source? And why is it needed?"

Chu Mu secretly guessed.

There is no doubt that such a process is completely unreasonable.

Chu Mu couldn't figure it out, and couldn't find out, at least, at the Nanshan Inspection Station, none of the people he could contact knew of it.

Of course, apart from Chu Mu, few would think about this kind of problem.

"Come here!"

"gather!"

There was a sudden shout, Chu Mu got up and walked away quickly.

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(End of this chapter)