Everyday heroes

Chapter 29 First Trial of Martial Skills (Please recommend tickets!)

In the morning, Guan Lang finished his class.

Walking under the shade trees of the campus with his schoolbag on his back, Guan Lang could clearly feel that the atmosphere on campus today was much more agitated.

What I heard in my ear was that many students passing by were discussing the cultural festival on the weekend, and various WeChat public accounts of Tiannan University on their mobile phones also started to promote it.

All of a sudden, the news about the Cultural Festival seemed overwhelming.

However, it is also understandable that the publicity in advance allows teachers and students who are preparing to carry out activities to know earlier and make some relevant preparations.

Talent clubs that perform programs must decide on performance items in advance and conduct rehearsals.

Those who open a gourmet garden stall should also decide in advance to print the menu, buy ingredients, and rent kitchen utensils.

The time for the cultural festival theme class meeting of his first class of architecture has also been set, which is just this afternoon.

He needs to decide the specific types of food to be sold at the food stalls opened in the cultural festival before that, so that the counselor can register and report to the school.

"Chef Guan, have you decided on the dishes for our restaurant? I'll ask the manager of the purchasing department of the restaurant to prepare the required ingredients in advance." Gao Qianhe asked on WeChat.

"Your father knows about this, right? The cost of the ingredients is on us, and we will share the cost after deducting the cost." Guan Lang asked again. He was worried that Gao Qianhe was using his identity as the young owner to work in the restaurant. Taking ingredients inside may cause some problems.

"It's a small matter, the old man agreed. He said that as long as I don't take the chef away and disturb the business of the store, I can take as much ingredients as I like." Gao Qianhe replied indifferently.

"Then let's make radish and offal, what do you think?" Guan Lang asked.

"Yes, I also like to eat beef offal, but can you do it?" Gao Qianhe questioned.

"Hehe." Guan Lang said confidently.

Speaking of cooking, although he is not very proficient, he still has a few good dishes, the most outstanding of which is making radish and beef offal.

Guan Lang has studied the formula ratio of radish and beef offal by himself, and after repeated practice, it can be regarded as practice makes perfect.

At least there is no problem with taking this dish outside to open a grocery store.

"Yes, young man, I appreciate your confident attitude. Send me any ingredients you need." Gao Qianhe said with a smile.

"Licorice, cloves, cinnamon, star anise, white wine." Guan Lang reported a series of ingredients.

"Yo, I really know how to make it, then I'll wait for you to make me rich." Gao Qianhe saw the often large list of ingredients and kitchen utensils needed, and then realized that Guan Lang really had two brushes, and his tone was cheerful road.

In the afternoon, Guan Lang took advantage of his spare time to practice splitting the wild horse's mane. He was not very proficient in the practice last night.

This is not a big problem, because through the auxiliary function, his body has roughly recorded the accurate movements, but it takes time to consolidate the muscle memory and turn the movements into conditioned reflexes.

Step up, hold the ball, lunge and split your palms to adjust the center of gravity.

The internal force in the body was surging along with Guan Lang's free movements, and the internal force gathered in the palms of his hands was constantly being washed away like running water.

If this energy is visible, and the observer has the ability to see through, he can probably see two air masses attached to Guan Lang's palm, which are constantly rotating and impacting.

Guan Lang felt the energy coming from his palm as if there were countless galloping ponies, and let out a long breath.

This pose can be considered to be roughly mastered, and then you only need to practice a little every day to continue to improve.

Guan Lang gently pressed his left palm, which was condensed with inner strength, to the easel not far away.

"boom."

A soft sound spread.

A force of about several kilograms suddenly erupted in the palm of his hand.

"Boom."

The easel fell to the ground.

Guan Lang dissipated his internal energy and stared at the palm of his hand for a while, feeling a little excited. He didn't push the easel with any strength just now, but only had physical contact, so that force was the effect of his move.

This is the first movement he has mastered that can be used in actual combat, although it is a little weaker now.

But this is because he is only mastering the movements with rough steps, a lot of internal force is consumed in the process of transmission, and only a small part of the internal force can be used.

As long as he continues to practice and improve his proficiency, the consumed internal force will be continuously reduced. As the skills become more proficient, the internal force will be refined, and the power of moves will also increase by hundreds or even thousands of times.

The progress of martial arts training is not too fast, but this feeling of continuous improvement makes Guan Lang a little obsessed with it.

His current daily schedule is long-distance running for daily tasks and practicing martial arts. As long as there are no special circumstances, he will spare time to complete these two tasks every day.

After taking a shower, Guan Lang glanced at the time, and it was almost time for the class meeting.

The class meeting place is classroom A201 in the building building.

In addition to the students who are planning to set up booths in the garden at the cultural festival, they must be present, and many other students who have nothing to do also come.

Everyone held a lot of exquisitely crafted models in their hands.

Most of the dormitories of the students of the School of Architecture are piled with many useless models, which are left over from the previous review.

I lost it directly, and I was reluctant to bear it. The material cost was tens or hundreds, and I had a lot of hard work, but it took up space in the dormitory, and it might be ruined if I accidentally bumped it.

So it is a good choice to sell it at the cultural festival. Although it won't sell much, it can be regarded as returning blood.

Guan Lang was not immune either, he picked a model that he thought was okay and brought it over for consignment.

When people were about to arrive, Qin Yanxi walked into the classroom holding a stack of papers.

Qin Yanxi walked to the podium and stood still, looking around at the students in the seats below.

After turning his eyes around, he stayed in Guan Lang's seat for a few seconds, feeling a little surprised.

She thought that Guan Lang would not participate in this kind of event, after all, Guan Lang did not participate last year either.

"A lot of people came, it seems that everyone's enthusiasm for participating in the cultural festival is very high." Qin Yanxi, as always, straight to the point. "Without wasting everyone's time, let's start the first process of today."

"Squad leader and several class cadres help to collect everyone's models, mark and record the ownership of the models."

Everyone handed in the models one after another, registered their names on the form, pasted the serial number on the surface of the model, and wrote the selling price.

"You can set your own price for the model, but it should not be too expensive. Set a similar price according to your own situation. According to previous experience, the most expensive should not exceed [-] yuan, otherwise it may not be sold." Qin Yanxi reminded.

But having said that, according to her experience, there should still be a few strong ones, and students who feel good about themselves will set a price of several hundred.

Guan Lang thought for a moment, and only bid 20 yuan, focusing on participation.

It's better to let someone you like buy it than put it in the apartment to eat ashes.

(End of this chapter)