Survival on a deserted island: I opened the blind box with my mouth

Chapter 217 Extravagant Hope for Pickled Vegetables
Seeing that the elder brother and teacher Liang were about to make a move, Chu Sheng hurriedly stopped him, "Little character, leave it to me!"

I saw Chu Sheng walking up to the man slowly, "Why, you don't think playing fast enough is exciting enough?"

The arrogant and arrogant man is a disciple of the Nanhai School, named Tan Duo, I saw him cock his neck, "Ah, what's the matter?"

Chu Sheng nodded, took a deep breath, and asked sharp questions one after another like the host Yi Lijing:
"Have you found a job? How much is your monthly salary? Have you bought a house? Have you gotten married? Have you saved enough money to have a child? Are you struggling to pay off your mortgage and car loan?"

Ding!Wrath coins +1000, +2000...

This quality six consecutive questions is tantamount to whipping a corpse, and Tan Duo of the Nanhai faction immediately became decadent.

"No!" After a while, Tan Duo almost shouted in a growling tone.

"I don't have a date. You must have saved a lot of money, right?" Chu Sheng said with a grumpy look on his face.

"..."

"Is it exciting enough?"

Tan Duo roared with tears in his eyes: "Tete... so exciting..."

Ding!Resentment coin +3000!

The key is that the last sentence is too poisonous, causing two critical hits in one sentence.

As the saying goes, you can't have your cake and eat it too, but you can be poor and single!

Chu Sheng took a long breath, rubbed his mouth, and settled the move.

……

Chu Sheng, who was admitted as a student of Hunyuan Taijimen and chose a day to learn martial arts, did not learn martial arts immediately.

This is also what Ma Baoguo meant, because he was afraid that this "virtuous minister Ying Meng" would feel unwell, so he decided to give him two days off first.

Then start from the preliminary basic teaching, and gradually come, is more haste than waste?
Chu Sheng also agreed, and he couldn't help but hope that his kung fu could be as good as Shi Liang's.

His stone-throwing skills are top-notch, and his swordsmanship is also in a league of his own.

If the boxing skills are fully developed, then in terms of individual combat power, I have almost no shortcomings.

Thinking of this, Chu Sheng could laugh out loud in his dreams.

Of course, he didn't daydream every day because of this, and he didn't miss the work of hunting and collecting supplies.

Today, he and Lao Wang started the exploration work around the station.

"Yo, look."

Old Wang was taken aback, and looked in the direction of Chu Sheng's finger. There was not even a single grass growing in a piece of land.

"Xiao Chu, what are you referring to? How did I get caught up?"

"It's clay!" Chu Sheng walked over excitedly and grabbed a handful with his hands, and it was really fine and dense.

"The quality of this soil is good. If it is fired in a kiln, it will surely produce high-quality porcelain."

Old Wang smiled, "This is a desert island, it seems a pity that the materials are useless."

Chu Sheng looked at the various side dishes in the self-made bamboo basket, and couldn't help showing a regretful expression.

"Yeah, if we can burn out the porcelain jar, we can pickle these side dishes."

The food in the deserted island is relatively simple, either wild fruits and vegetables or big fish and meat. If there are small pickles with moderate saltiness as a spice, then life is infinitely better.

However, regardless of whether there are utensils or not, just saying that these pickles are naturally the best, sour, spicy and slightly salty, it is already impossible to make ceramic pots.

If you want to make vinegar extravagantly, you are simply delusional.

Just when Chu Sheng was full of regrets, he suddenly raised his head and couldn't help beaming with joy.

"Green oil orange?"

Old Wang looked up, sneered and said, "Well, the waste in the fruit is too sour, no one dares to eat it."

Chu Sheng pulled one away, as expected, the sour smell was pungent.

The orange petals are crystal clear like uncut jade, but the taste is sour.

Chu Sheng heard that if it weren't for the pregnant women who believed in the "sour children and hot women" argument, they wouldn't have the guts to eat it.

Therefore, the green oil orange to the south of the deserted island is equivalent to the plume stalk to the west of the deserted island.

But isn't the utilization of waste the biggest difference between Chu Sheng and other players?
Green oil orange can replace vinegar!
"Now all that's left is the jar for pickling vegetables..." Chu Sheng murmured.

The two-day holiday came soon, and Chu Sheng's plan to make pickles was officially shelved because there was no jar.

In the early morning, Chu Sheng came to the station of Hunyuan Taijimen to report enthusiastically. Since he is just a beginner in martial arts, he has to start from the basics.

Chu Sheng felt a little disappointed, but it wasn't that he was so ambitious and wanted to learn actual martial arts directly.

It's that it's not the master Ma Baoguo or the senior brother Shiliang who is in charge of his teaching tasks, but the second senior brother Wu Tian...

Chu Sheng couldn't help worrying, and he had the idea of ​​misleading his disciples and playing chess with the stinky chess basket.

How about I go?

However, when he thought about it in his heart, he couldn't help showing the slightest hesitation on his face.

The second senior brother Wu Tian's ability to observe words and expressions is not bad, and he saw the clue instantly, only to see his face sink.

"What, you think I'm not qualified?"

"No, no, no..." Chu Sheng waved his hands quickly.

"You say no, but you don't think so in your heart. I know you're muttering."

"Let me tell you clearly, this is what the master specially told me. First, I will lay the foundation for you to stand up, and then the old man will personally guide you later."

"Hi, it's all good. Second senior brother has been with Master for many years. I believe that your ability will not be inferior." Chu Sheng hurriedly laughed and said against his will.

"Hmm..." Wu Tian curled his lips, showing the teacher's manner well.

So under the guidance of his second senior brother Wu Tian, ​​Chu Sheng learned the Promise Pile.

Of course, from the eyes of a pure layman, you can also think that this is just a kind of zama step.

"Listen to me, spread your feet shoulder-width apart. Chu Sheng, are you trying to contradict me on purpose?"

"That's called splits, I'll make your feet shoulder-width apart!"

The second senior brother scolded severely, those who don't know think he is better than the senior senior brother?

"Hey, this is what it looks like. Knees are slightly bent. Hold your hands in front of your heart, bend your arms slightly, and spread your fingers naturally. Naturally... Do you understand?"

"You have already caught up with the 'Nine Yin White Bone Claws', it will unfold naturally!"

Wu Tianyue shouted more and more vigorously, obviously a little impatient, and after fiddling with Chu Sheng, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Hey...is this right? Then listen to my command, put your fingertips together, and hold the ball in your palm. I say hold the ball!"

"Why do you look like you're hugging a big tree, your legs are about to curl up, can you save me some trouble every day?"

Chu Sheng is so angry, what kind of shrimp soldier and crab general do you think you have no points?If this continues, I can go back to copying swords.

"Okay, now listen to me and stay still in this position. Well... don't make it too difficult for you. Just hold on for 15 minutes."

After speaking, the second senior brother Wu Tian walked with his hands behind his back, and went to the side to enjoy the cool air.

In normal times, if you are swiping your phone under the covers, 15 minutes is almost fleeting, and even two hours feel like passing by in a hurry.

But if you keep the posture of the Promise Pile, you will feel uncomfortable in less than 1 minute.

After all, Chu Sheng is a man of excellent physical fitness, and his will is considered strong. It is estimated that he would complain endlessly within 2 minutes if he were a fat man.

Looking at Wu Tian in the distance, it can be seen that his mind is not on the teaching task, he seems to be absent-minded, mumbling in his mouth, as if he is endorsing a book.

Well, learn now and sell now!
Chu Sheng's heart suddenly turned cold. It seems that all walks of life are engaged in formalism, and laymen guide experts.

The first day of simple study passed like this, and Chu Sheng was so tired that his back hurt, and Ganqing's standing was not as labor-saving as slaying a dragon.

With exhaustion and depression all over his body, Chu Sheng came to the pond to take a wild bath, but his "strike fiercely" movements were all set.

Suddenly I heard a familiar voice not far away, "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing, I want to see how much you weigh and teach others kung fu? Come, come, make gestures with me."

(End of this chapter)