The fifth day, early morning.

Chen Ya stood on the shed, squatting on the horse stance, and continued to work hard.

But he saw the tip of his tongue pressing against his palate, his legs squatted slightly, his chest and abdomen were raised, and his arms were stretched forward with his shoulders, and his palms were naturally inward.

This is the Hunyuan pile.

Also called Wuji pile, Taiji pile, etc.

Among them, "Huanyuan" means heaven and earth, and heaven and earth breed all things.

This kind of stake is suitable for practicing in the early morning, especially at sunrise. Unfortunately, the floating city covers the sun, so the practice effect will be worse.

At this moment, Chen Ya's face was covered with sweat, his legs were trembling slightly, and he immediately gritted his teeth and said:

"In half a year, you must practice the stance to a great success."

As we all know, stance practice is the basis of all martial arts. Chen Ya's previous life's stance practice finally reached the level of integration after several improvements in the system, but now he has been transferred to the entry-level level.

Kung Fu Level:

Getting started = small success = big success = embarrassing = integration = ever-changing = extraordinary

Fortunately, with past experience, Chen Ya is confident that within half a year, this young body will quickly restore to the great level of stenting skills.

But this process may have to endure a lot of hardship.

After all, he was reborn in his soul, and after his body was replaced, he lost his muscle memory.

At present, we can only continue to strengthen training to make this body mark again.

...

After practicing stance practice for two hours, Chen Ya got up and turned down the shed, and began to cook breakfast.

First prepare the firewood, then fetch water and wash the rice.

The rice I found when I bought a shed yesterday was today's food.

In addition, there is one kilogram of high-quality jerky and five kilograms of goat milk, which he bought on the market last night.

After washing the rice, Chen Ya poured a little groundwater and then put the rice cooker...

You read that right!

It’s the rice cooker. Before leaving the wasteland market last night, Chen Ya bought a rice cooker.

The price is very cheap, only twenty steel horns.

Chen Ya plugged the rice cooker on the drag board, and a micro-nuclear battery was connected to the other end of the drag board.

In this era, human beings have completely mastered the controlled nuclear aggregation/fission technology. The emergence of nuclear energy batteries means that "energy" is no longer a difficult problem.

After the rice cooker was cooked, Chen Ya used an alloy bone knife to cut the high-quality beef into pieces and throw it into a metal bucket, and then poured five kilograms of fresh goat milk.

Obviously, he planned to stew a pot of goat milk beef soup.

There is no conflict between goat milk and beef.

In fact, the Mongolians in the prairie in their previous lives often ate this way.

Of course, to enhance the taste, Chen Ya also added a low-grade nutrient, and then hung the metal bucket on the fire to stew it.

Actually.

He also wanted to make some stir-fry dishes, but the key was that there was no cooking oil and no vegetables could be found.

So, you can only stew in one pot.

...

Half an hour later.

The rice cooker was steaming, the rice was cooked, and the goat and beef soup in the metal bucket was emitting a milky aroma.

At this moment, the four friends came to Chen Ya's house one after another.

As soon as my big nose entered the room, I smelled the strong smell of milk and swallowed immediately and said:

"Monkey, what did you stew?"

"Get dairy beef soup!"

Chen Ya smiled and then asked everyone to sit down. At the same time, he also looked at Zi Lin holding the jumping jump and asked:

"Have you brought the bottle?"

“Bringed.”

Zi Lin took out the washed bottle, Chen Ya took it and filled it with Tiao Tiao first, filling it with a bottle of hot goat milk.

"Now, wait until it becomes warm before feeding the duck."

Chen Ya instructed, and Zi Lin nodded.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ya added a bowl of fragrant rice to everyone.

Can result...

The friends looked at the pile of white rice grains in the broken bowl and didn't dare to put them in their mouths.

"Eat, why are you standing there?"

Chen Ya smiled, then he was the first to move his chopsticks and took a mouthful of rice into his mouth.

Seeing this, my friends started to move!

However, after they took their first bite, they were immediately conquered by the rich rice scent and soft taste in their mouths.

"Wow, this kind of food is so delicious!"

Niu Bi cried loudly, and the other three people were not much better. After all, they were the first time they had eaten rice, so they were inevitably a little excited.

"Remember this taste, it's called rice."

Chen Ya smiled, and then made a bowl of goat milk beef soup for the four of them.

Compared to rice, the taste of goat milk beef is sweet and salty, and the mouth is full of milky fragrance when you drink it.

This made my friends even more amazing!

So, Dabizi and others tried their best to squeeze the rice into their mouths, and when they choked, they took a sip of sheep milk beef soup. The four of them looked like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Even Zi Lin and the sick girl will not be much better.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Chen Ya was so amused and cried, and then started to have a meal.

For today's breakfast, in addition to rice and goat and beef, cowhide also brought a few bags of pickled vegetables. It was quite appetizing to eat it together.

During the meal, Dajizi also asked:

"Monkey, are we still going to sell our art today?"

Hearing the inquiry, Chen Ya couldn't help but nod and said:

"Go, after breakfast, we go to the West Wall to sell our art."

Now, there are only the West Wall left in the four directions of east, west, south, north and north. Chen Ya plans to lead his friends to Ximen to have a game before noon.

"But... most of the Western Wall are children."

Cowhi interrupted, the reason for saying this is that there are many children's management areas on the west wall, so the proportion of children is far greater than that of the other three areas.

"It's okay, we won't make money this time."

Chen Ya smiled and shook his head, just thinking it was a voluntary performance. He originally planned to sing all of them in four areas. Whether or not he made money was the second, mainly to gain popularity.

Fame will have a great effect in the future.

...

More than ten minutes later.

The rice and goat and beef soup were all wiped out by the five people.

At this moment, Zi Lin was feeding Tiao Tiao with a bottle, and Cowhi was sticking out his tongue and licking Mi Li'er beside his mouth.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Chen Ya spoke:

"After the show was performed this morning, everyone went home. It might take one or two days to deal with some private matters."

Hearing this, the friends were stunned.

Zi Lin's face changed, as if he had thought of something. As soon as he was about to ask, Chen Ya shook his head and said:

"Don't worry, I'm not going to trouble the Huabing Gang."

After saying that, Chen Ya took out the remaining money he spent, a total of 1,050 waste coins, then left behind fifty steel pounds, and handed the remaining 1,000 yuan to Zilin and said:

"I will save this thousand yuan for a few days first, and I will return it to me when I come back."

Zi Lin took the money and said with confusion:
To be continued...