Back to 1984: Hunting in the Mountains

Chapter 61 Let’s go to the hospital

When Yu Qiujiang heard that the big buckets Yu Qiutang mentioned were huge ones that could hold 100 kilograms of water each, he almost thought that his cousin was teasing him.

But when he saw that Yu Qiutang was serious and not joking, he vaguely thought that his cousin had something wrong with his brain.

"Do you know what 100 kilograms means?" he asked unhappily. "Look at this bucket. It can only hold a dozen kilograms of water. 100 kilograms is six or seven times the weight of this bucket. Do you want a water tank or a bucket?"

"Of course I need a bucket." Yu Qiutang answered decisively without any hesitation.

"Then tell me, what do you want such a big bucket for?" Yu Qiujiang was confused.

"What else can we do?" Yu Qiutang made a gesture of carrying water. "Of course, we carry water. You are close to the spring, but we are more than a mile away from the spring. It is a waste of time to carry small buckets of water every day."

Yu Qiujiang wanted to hit his cousin's head with a hammer to wake him up.

Is this a question of distance?
Why don't you find a 10,000-kilogram barrel and transport the water directly to your doorstep?

"Then tell me, why were water buckets like this small in the past, not the big buckets you mentioned? Was it because every family lived near a water source?"

Yu Qiutang then realized that his cousin was doubting his strength. He didn't say much and saw a large cast iron pier in the corner, which weighed at least three or four hundred pounds. He walked straight over and grabbed the ring next to it, and used all his strength to pull the cast iron two steps away.

Then, he looked at Yu Qiujiang with a smile.

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Yu Qiujiang was a little confused.

He walked over and patted the cast iron pier. If it wasn't his, he would have thought it was made of paper.

But this...

How is that possible? There is no way my cousin can pull this thing.

Looking at Dunzi and then looking at Yu Qiutang, I don’t know whether Dunzi is broken, Yu Qiutang is not real, or there is something wrong with my eyes.

"Okay, don't look at me like that. Look at my strength. Can I lift a 100-kilogram bucket?"

Yu Qiujiang did not answer, but pulled Yu Qiutang outside the blacksmith shop, looked him up and down in the sunlight for a long time, and patted Yu Qiutang's back and shoulders from time to time.

“That’s no problem.”

"What's going on?" There were waves of doubts and sighs.

Yu Qiutang knew that anyone would find it hard to accept the fact that he was as strong as an ox, and it would be known sooner or later.

It is not risky to let Yu Qiujiang see it for the time being. Yu Qiujiang has a narrow social circle and does not like dealing with people, but he is not afraid of leaking the news.

"Brother Jiang, please stop touching me. I just have some strength. I used to be afraid that people would think I was a monster if they knew about it. Now that I'm over 18, I'm an adult. It's okay to let people know slowly."

Yu Qiujiang withdrew his hand. Although he was still full of doubts, he had to accept it. He sighed and said, "It shouldn't be like this. You have thin arms and legs, and not much muscle. How can you be stronger than me?"

As he spoke, Yu Qiujiang looked at his powerful biceps and felt his latissimus dorsi, and instantly felt that he might have fake muscles.

He was confident that he could lift something weighing about 300 kilograms, but he had been working as a hammersmith for so many years and had developed his strength. Anyone who had been hammering iron for many years would become stronger. But Yu Qiutang...

As far as he could remember, he didn't show much strength, so how could he suddenly explode? However, even though he was skeptical, the reality was before him and he couldn't help but believe it.

"You should go to the hospital when you have time. I think there's something wrong with your strength. Besides, strength needs the support of the body. You're not in good physical condition. If you use so much strength, it's easy to hurt your bones."

Yu Qiutang nodded, "I'll pay attention. Can you help me fill the bucket?"

"I can fight," Yu Qiujiang thought for a moment and shook his head, "but how can you carry such a big bucket? Even if you are 1.8 meters tall, you can't lift it."

Yu Qiutang heard this and roughly estimated in his mind that there was indeed this problem. To ensure that there was enough water, the bucket had to be either very high or very thick. However, if it was too high, it would be difficult to lift from the ground, and if it was very thick, it would hit the body.

After much deliberation, he finally took a step back and asked to make him two 40-kilogram buckets and an iron shoulder pole. A heavy bucket could not be supported by an ordinary shoulder pole, only an iron pole could support it.

Seeing that his cousin was so insistent, Yu Qiujiang didn't say anything else. If you insist on getting two water jars to carry, then go ahead and carry them.

After finishing talking about Tong's trivial matters, he took out the built crossbow from the box in the corner and gave it to Yu Qiutang.

There are two pairs in total.

"Look, this is what you drew for me. This is what it will look like when it is made. But I think there is something wrong with your drawing. Look at this position. The curvature is too large, which will slow down the ejection speed."

Yu Qiujiang compared the crossbow trigger with the original picture, pointed out the position he was concerned about, and took out another one. "I'll slightly adjust the arc at this position to make it smoother. Once the crossbow trigger is activated, it may save some time."

Yu Qiutang was slightly startled, and compared the two crossbows repeatedly. He found that what Yu Qiujiang said made sense. Comparing the two crossbows, his was indeed a few tenths of a second slower.

As for the catapult tool, the instantaneous speed determines the launching distance and attack power. It is obvious that my cousin has thought about it.

"It's true what Brother Jiang said," Yu Qiutang was very grateful. This was Yu Qiujiang. He was so reliable and people could always feel at ease when entrusting him with something.

"Take these two and try them out. Maybe my idea is wrong," Yu Qiujiang smiled. "But, to be honest, the difference between the two is not that big. For most people, the difference won't be too big."

"Okay, I'll try them all."

For ordinary hobby purposes, accuracy is generally not important. Yu Qiutang wants the crossbow to be of great use, so naturally he hopes the accuracy is as fine as possible.

Yu Qiujiang then gave the arrowhead to Yu Qiutang for inspection. The arrowhead was made very neatly, with the tip polished smooth and flat, and very straight, and the ring on the arrow shaft was also very round.

"It's so beautiful!" Yu Qiutang couldn't help but admire it. At least in his previous life he had never seen an arrow with such exquisite workmanship.

"I made thirty arrows for you. That should be enough. There's no point in having more."

"Okay, this thing can be recycled. Thirty pairs are enough for now, and we'll talk about it later if we need it." Yu Qiutang said, taking out ten yuan from his pocket, "Brother Jiang, this is your hard work fee..."

"Take it back." When Yu Qiujiang saw the money, he immediately turned around and started to clean up the sundries in the shop.

"Just take it. Why would I let you work for nothing? You did such a good job for me."

"These are just a few small things, they don't take much effort," Yu Qiujiang shook his head with his back to the master, paused for a moment, and then said, "If you treat me as your brother, just take the money back honestly. I feel ashamed if others know that I charge money for making something for my brother."

(End of this chapter)