Chapter 9 Qiu Yu ()

Wang Erdan was very happy and excited. From then on, he practiced boxing with Wang Jin every morning and evening.

Chinese martial arts are profound and have many sects. Due to historical reasons and traditional customs, most people in Hebei, Henan, Hubei and other regions like to practice boxing and kicking. The martial arts routines they practice are mostly inherited between masters and apprentices or children, and are not passed down to outsiders. However, with the great development of the economy and society, the groups of people practicing martial arts have gradually decreased, and many martial arts routines have gradually been lost. Some enlightened master-level martial arts masters further break the difference in the portals so that more excellent martial arts routines can be preserved.

Wang Jin, who grew up under the influence of this martial arts spirit without any difference, did not think that it was wrong to pass on the boxing skills he had learned to Erdan, but was simply treating it as a physical exercise.

However, when Wang Jin was practicing martial arts, he was indeed a good student and was willing to work hard, but when it comes to teaching people, he was not a "wise master".

Erdan can only exercise his body at best. Fortunately, what Wang Jin learned is not just Liuhe Plum Blossom Fist. He is also quite "proficient" in grappling, Sanda and fighting skills, and he can teach a lot.

At first, Erdan was the only one who practiced boxing with Wang Jin. Later, several young people and children in the village were jealous and after Zheng agreed, they all practiced boxing with him. He immediately accepted more than a dozen disciples of all sizes and was very glorious.

In this way, I helped the villagers work during the day, talked about a storytelling during lunch break, and taught the villagers to practice boxing and strengthen their bodies in Pingtang at night. Wang Jin found that there was no urban life with bright lights and wine, and no modern electrical equipment, and his life was more fulfilling than before.

During the months of living in Wangjia Village, Wang Jin truly felt the hardships of the lives of the people in the old society. Of course, it was mainly because he was a little unacceptable to his previous life.

As a result, the bone-broken hatred for the old society gradually burned in his heart, which made us live. Why did the white rice that was not as beautiful as it was so sweet when it was thought of, and the greasy braised pig's trotters and steamed carp... The resentment in my heart was endless, even if I was in prison, it was not so bitter. The anti-social sentiment became more and more serious, and gradually his thoughts began to become clearer: "If you don't have food, you have to find a way to get it. If you don't drink, you'd better find a way. Well, I feel that this theory is a bit familiar. Isn't it just what I often say in red movies to push down the old society and enter the new society?"

But the problem is, this can only be regarded as a long-term goal. What is old and what is new, and how to promote old innovation is by yourself. Wang Jin, who was thinking, couldn't help but look at Erdan and others who were practicing boxing seriously, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"But they alone are not good. There are only a few warriors who are good at it. You have to find the organization!" The road ahead seemed to be clearer and clearer, and his mind became more and more active.

But where is there any organization now? Wang Jin smiled bitterly when he thought of this goose. Now in the 32nd year of Guangxu, the "great" October Revolution among the Russians was still in the theoretical stage. Countless revolutionary ancestors should still be studying now, and the distance cannot quench the near thirst.

Suddenly, he slapped his head and cursed himself for forgetting that person and that organization. It really shouldn't be.

Yes, Wang Jin forgot a person, a very important figure in Chinese history, the pioneer of the Chinese revolution, the founding father, and Mr. Sun Yat-sen.

"Tongmenghui, it's him!" After thinking about this, he stood up happily and patted his thigh hard, "Damn, why did you forget the founding father?" Although he looked down on the way the founding father and the conduct of the founding father, at present, the Tongmenghui is almost his ideal choice!

But he was excited for a while and then sat down with a look of loss, feeling very depressed: "He knows who Sun Yat-sen is, but he doesn't know him! Besides, he doesn't know where to go to find this great man now, as if he should still be recruiting sponsorships abroad at this time?"

Life in Wangcun was really hard. Although there were fresh fish supplied by Comrade Erdan from time to time, it was only about ten days to taste some oily fishy. What made him a little bit unbearable was that since he woke up, he had been eating all kinds of difficult-to-swallow grains, and he had never seen any traces or fragrance of white rice.

It's okay to try these things occasionally, but it's a bit hard for him to eat them every meal. Every time he can't help but think of the beautiful life with fish and meat before traveling through time. He secretly blames himself for not knowing how to cherish it. At the same time, his perception of the miserable life in the old society is a little more, and the tears flow... Sometimes he is angry and simply refuses to eat them, but he hurts his body in urgent need of replenishing energy, and the current situation of being hungry from time to time, forcing him to surrender to reality. The great man is right, the body is the capital of revolution. He can only comfort himself in this way, and then grits his teeth and eliminates the grains in the coarse porcelain bowl. The father and son of the Wang family, who are at the same table, are frightened and cannot help but wonder, and think that he has offended this family with great "skills".

The real pressure of survival and the simple wishes of the kind-hearted people in Wangcun, Wang Jin had to rack his brains to find ways to improve the living conditions in Wangcun. In the end, he really came up with some good ideas.

Of course, if you really want to say it, it is not considered his creativity, and the ideas he has seen before.

The first idea is to be perfected by countless ancient time travel predecessors - earthworm breeding!

It's a coincidence that there are almost nothing other resources on the sandbank except dozens of acres of paddy fields, and they all rely on carefully raising a sampan to fish in the middle of the river to subsidize their household income. Faced with such a situation, Wang Jin was at a loss at the beginning. The conditions in Wang Village were so simple that there was almost no additional channel for foreign exchange. Just when he was worried, he was attracted by the chickens and ducks that were free to grow on the sandbank (mainly because he stepped on a lot of landmines). Then he remembered that he seemed to be able to do something in this regard.

Since there is no way to get rich quickly, it is very necessary to tap your own potential. If you stir the earthworms in the forage feeding chickens and ducks, it will not only ripen the growth of chickens and ducks in a short period of time without side effects, but also increase the output of eggs and duck eggs. It is very suitable for the current conditions and development of Wangcun. The most important thing is that there is no need for start-up capital.

Earthworms are the best feed for poultry and fish, and people also use them to feed pigs. They are high in protein, easy to breed and fast to grow. Many people raised them in later rural areas. Although Wang Jin's family is not listed here, they have neighbors running chicken farms around them, and they have been raised. He is not unfamiliar with them.
Chapter completed!