Chapter Thirty-One
"You guys are pretty good too. You lasted a quarter of an hour longer today than yesterday!"
Xue Zijin came over with a smile, helped the two old people up, and sent them to the low stool beside them to sit down and rest.
The long low benches in this circle on the edge of the open space were made by carpenters who worked overtime according to the drawings drawn by Xue Zijin.
And she didn't let these old and weak people train with her just to go into battle and kill the enemy.
She wanted them to exercise well so that if Liu Yuan really attacked him in the future, they would be able to escape faster.
Yes!
Because of her unintentional intervention, in the end, the entire Taiyuan County became a military force.
beside.
Wang Minglan fell to the ground with a thud, and Wang Minghui hurriedly dragged her up and sat her down on a low stool.
"It doesn't hurt when you fall! Just don't embarrass yourself."
She fell down several times in a quarter of an hour, this girl’s butt is made of iron!
"I just...I don't believe it. I can still be...not as good as these little dolls."
Wang Minglan gasped and got up and squatted down again without giving up.
But she is a girl from an aristocratic family who is not diligent in her limbs. Movements such as horse steps to exercise the lower body are really too difficult for her.
Xue Zijin came over and pulled her up helplessly.
"Third sister! If you really want to learn, just come here every morning and evening. Start with basic running. Once you build up your physical strength, you can practice squatting and boxing with everyone!"
"Hey...ok."
Wang Minglan's eyes lit up, and she immediately took Xue Zijin's hand and said excitedly: "Then we will get up with you again tomorrow morning."
"This, it really doesn't work."
Xue Zijin explained: "It's not that I won't take you, but with your current physical strength, if you want to run from Dongzhuang, one hour may not be enough!"
Isn’t this a waste of time?
"So, after you have had breakfast, come over in the family's ox cart!"
Wang Minglan still wanted to fight for it, but Wang Minghui agreed first.
"Okay! Just do what sister Zijin said."
When the half-hour horse-step time came, the number of people still squatting steadily increased by several compared to the previous day.
But there is no meat today.
The reward is to get an extra Sanhe noodles steamed bun.
With so many people eating meat every day, she doesn't have the ability yet.
Xue Zijin stipulated that meat should be eaten every ten days.
In other words, the day when the meat show begins is when the arena opens.
When there are too many people, friction is inevitable.
Xue Zijin made a rule that if she had any grudges, she would always keep them to herself.
On the open day of the arena, everyone went to the arena to fight.
In addition to beating her to death or maiming her, they would also call a doctor for her injuries.
in this way.
Although people who have grudges dislike each other, it will not affect their work.
But during daily training, they worked hard with all their energy.
After all, no one wants to get into the ring and be beaten to pieces.
Especially Qiu Wu and Zhao Cheng, they are very active in training every day.
While others couldn't practice anymore, the two of them could still practice for one more time.
Today is no exception.
After everyone started eating steamed buns and wheat bran porridge, the two of them wiped away their sweat and walked towards the work shed where the food was distributed.
"Sister Zijin! Do you eat these coarse foods with them every day?"
Sitting on a low table on one side of the work shed, Wang Minglan had a sad face and struggled to swallow the cornstarch that cut her throat.
Wang Minghui next to her was not much better, she also held her neck and swallowed the dough head.
Chapter completed!