Having perseverance is certainly a good thing. Qin Mu didn't disturb them until the sun rose, then he went over to tell them to stop.
"Big Brother!" Qin Huaiyu called out with a grin as he poked his head out from the doorway.
"Come in! What are you doing there?" Qin Mu greeted him with a smile.
"Hehe!" Qin Huaiyu chuckled, turned around and waved before entering the courtyard.
Judging from his expression, Qin Mu knew something was wrong. Sure enough, Qin Mu saw that behind him, besides Li Dejiang and Yuchi Huan from yesterday, there were two more older young men, one fair-skinned and the other dark-skinned.
"Brother Qin!" Li Dejiang and Yuchi Huan entered and bowed respectfully like adults.
"Don't be shy, come in and sit down," Qin Mu said with a slight nod.
"Brother, this is Yuchi Baolin, the eldest brother of the Yuchi family, and Yuchi Baoqing, the second brother. They are Yuchi Huan's elder and second elder brothers," Qin Huaiyu introduced.
“They’re here to freeload,” Yu Chi Huan said expressionlessly.
"It's alright, we're about to eat!" Qin Mu waved his hand, defusing the awkwardness between the Yuchi Baolin brothers.
Of course, he didn't know that the Yuchi brothers weren't embarrassed at all.
"This is troublesome," Yuchi Baolin said, blinking.
Honestly, if Qin Huaiyu hadn't introduced them, Qin Mu wouldn't have believed that these were three brothers. Yuchi Baoqing and Yuchi Huan had dark skin and were stocky; Yuchi Baolin had fair skin and looked more like a scholar, but he was also quite tall and much stronger than Qin Mu.
"Is this the place? We can go in ourselves." Before they had gone far, they heard a loud voice from outside the courtyard, followed by footsteps. Qin Mu stopped and turned to look outside.
"The Cheng family's brutes!" Yuchi Baoqing heard the voices outside and turned around to say.
As soon as he finished speaking, three people entered through the courtyard gate, with a Qin family maid following behind in a fluster, though she was not as fast as the others.
"The black charcoal of the Yuchi family!" The man with a thick beard, who was leading the group, looked at them in surprise and said.
"Hmph! Cheng Huaimo, compared to me, you're the one who looks like charcoal, aren't you?" Yuchi Baolin said with dissatisfaction.
"Yes, I misspoke. It's the idiot from the Yuchi family and his charcoal-faced younger brother," Cheng Huaimo nodded and said seriously.
"Cheng Huaimo, do you want to fight?" Yu Chi Baolin asked, his eyes wide and his fists clenched.
"Forget it, I'm too magnanimous to hold a grudge against you. I don't want to fight with you today!" Cheng Huaimo waved his hand and said.
Qin Mu initially didn't believe this was Cheng Zhijie's son. After all, Cheng Zhijie wasn't ugly, nor did he have a full beard, although he was a bit chubby. This guy in front of him, though young, had a thick beard and was as tall as a tower, taller than everyone else present. He was estimated to be close to two meters tall.
However, judging from his bright eyes, which looked just like Cheng Zhijie's, Qin Mu knew he was right.
"You must be Qin Dalang, right? Cheng Huaimo greets you." After glancing around, Cheng Huaimo's gaze fell on the unfamiliar Qin Mu, and he smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.
"Hello." Qin Mu smiled and returned the greeting with a cupped hand.
"This is the land deed my father sent over." Cheng Huaimo smiled, strode forward, and stuffed a piece of paper into Qin Mu's hand.
"Thank you very much, Brother Cheng. Please also thank Uncle Cheng." I didn't expect Cheng Zhijie to be so efficient; he had someone deliver the land deed today.
"Don't be shy, the old man said you have good food here," Cheng Huaimo said with a smile and a wink.
"Hehe, no problem! No problem!" Qin Mu felt a surge of goodwill towards them, not expecting them to be so direct.
"This is the second son, Cheng Huailiang, and the third son, Cheng Huaibi," Cheng Huaimo introduced.
"Greetings, Brother Qin!" The two stepped forward and clasped their hands in a salute.
The three brothers looked exactly alike, and Qin Mu wondered why they looked so different from Cheng Zhijie.
"I heard we look like Grandpa!" Cheng Huaimo said with a smile, seemingly noticing Qin Mu's confusion.
“That’s right, the Cheng family father and son are both so greedy for cheap things, they’re definitely in cahoots.” Yu Chi Baolin nodded with certainty.
"Brothers, please don't argue. Let's eat," Qin Mu said hastily, seeing that another argument was about to break out. He knew that if they really started fighting, he wouldn't be able to stop them.
"Hmph, I'll give Qin Dalang face today and not argue with you!" Cheng Huaimo pouted.
"You talk as if you're the one who can get away with this," Yuchi Baolin retorted defiantly.
Qin Mu ignored their argument and told Qin Yong and the others to carry out the remaining vat from yesterday.
There happened to be some leftover from yesterday's table, so they were served the food directly, though Qin Yong was in charge of it all. After giving each of his two younger sisters half a bowl, Qin Mu then addressed the others.
"Please don't be shy, everyone. Feel free to ask for more!" Qin Mu picked up his bowl and gestured.
Those present either had been there yesterday or didn't know the meaning of politeness; they picked up their bowls and started eating.
There were maids, and also some newly arrived craftsmen. They had experienced the benefits yesterday and were extremely grateful to Qin Mu, so they came to work early this morning. However, they didn't gather around; instead, they squatted in a corner of the courtyard, slowly enjoying their food.
Qin Huaiyu, Li Dejiang, and Yuchi Huan ate two bowls and then obediently went to practice their boxing. Cheng Huaibi followed; they were all about the same age and naturally very familiar with each other. Cheng Huailiang and the others, having cultivated their own qi and blood demonic energy, needed to eat even more. Even so, they had to stop after their fourth bowl.
"Good stuff!" With a ruddy complexion and steam rising from his nostrils, Yuchi Baolin, as if he were almost drunk, put down his chopsticks, exhaled, and exclaimed in praise. Then he walked to the side and slowly stretched his fists and feet.
Martial artists use their fists and feet to increase blood flow and make it easier for the body to absorb the medicinal effects. Therefore, strenuous exercise is not suitable at this time.
"Do as you please!" Qin Mu said, then led his two younger sisters to the side. Yesterday, his sisters were completely unprepared, so he had to let them sleep to allow their bodies to absorb energy. Today, Qin Mu was prepared, so he wouldn't do the same thing as yesterday.
"Come on, take a deep breath like you did this morning! Then follow your older brother's movements." Qin Mu gave a few instructions, and then slowly began to swing his fist.
For him, multitasking was no problem at all. He had strong mental power and could still circulate his skills and absorb spiritual energy while practicing his fist techniques, only at a slower pace.
For the two younger sisters, it's different. They are encouraged to maintain their breathing rhythm while doing other things, which is also a form of training to help them develop a habit.
They ate intermittently, finishing off half a vat of bone broth made from medicinal herbs. It wasn't that they were more skilled than Qin Qiong and the others; it was simply that there were more of them today. And they spent the entire morning digesting it.
With smiles on their faces, Qin Yong and his companion carried the large vat to feed the rhinoceros, and only then did Qin Mu and the others sit down again.
"Big brother, I'm going to play with Da Niu!" Qin Yuling said, pulling Qin Mu along.
"Go with your sister!" Qin Mu said gently, patting her head.
"I'm riding a big ox!" Qin Yuling's silvery laughter rang out as she quickly ran away.
"Brother, are you going to teach them martial arts?" Cheng Huaimo asked curiously.
Young people are that simple; as long as they feel they get along, they'll immediately become brothers.
"Yes, let them learn a little, it won't hurt anyway." Qin Mu nodded without elaborating.
“Raising a cultivator is no easy task. If the medicinal herbs are insufficient, it can easily harm their health,” Cheng Huaimo warned.
If it's just about physical fitness, then cultivation is simple. But to truly achieve something, much more is needed. For a family, raising children and training retainers is a huge expense, which is why it's rare to train women. Unless the girls are exceptionally talented or the family is small. Cheng Huaimo was worried that Qin Mu might not understand, so he reminded him.
"I know, it's alright," Qin Mu said with a smile.
Seeing Qin Mu's response, Cheng Huaimo didn't bring it up again, as they were not close friends and it was too intimate to discuss such matters.
"Young Master, it's finished. Take a look and see if you like it?" At this moment, the craftsman came over and said.
"Oh, let me see." Qin Mu stood up happily as he looked at the table and chairs that the craftsman had brought over.
It's called a small table, but it's actually a desk, the kind with drawers, and the chair also has a backrest and armrests.
Although it's not painted, it's very smooth, without any burrs, and has the grain of real wood, so it looks quite nice.
Qin Mu sat down in the chair, patted the armrest, leaned back, and felt very satisfied.
"That's it, but make the others a little shorter, they're not that tall." Qin Mu patted the table and nodded in satisfaction.
“Okay, we will make it according to the height of Miss and Second Young Master,” Carpenter Wang nodded.
"What is this? Is it for sitting too?" Cheng Huaimo touched the recliner next to him, then plopped down and leaned back, just like Qin Mu had done earlier.
However, Qin Mu was sitting in a chair, specifically a recliner. The bottom wasn't flat, and as soon as he lay down, the chair tilted backward, startling him into thinking he was going to fall. He quickly grabbed the armrests, only to find that there was no problem. In fact, the chair's constant rocking back and forth made him feel very comfortable.
"Haha, haha! This is so much fun!" Cheng Huaimo had found the trick. With a slight movement of his body, the recliner rocked even faster, and he burst into laughter. However, he looked rather unsightly, his thick beard covering his mouth as he laughed, his tonsils trembling incessantly. Qin Mu glanced at him and then looked away in disgust.
Yu Chi Baolin and the others were also studying the things Qin Mu had made. After Qin Mu got up, Cheng Huailiang plopped down on him, patted the armrest, lifted his buttocks, and sat down again, clearly feeling very comfortable.
Yuchi Baolin grabbed Cheng Huailiang, sat down himself, and kept nodding.
Cheng Huailiang dared not speak out against his anger, unlike his elder brother who dared to go against Yuchi Baolin.
Cheng Huaimo and Yuchi Baolin are both eighteen years old now. Especially Cheng Huaimo, with his full beard, he could easily be mistaken for twenty-eight.
Cheng Huailiang was fifteen, a few months older than Qin Mu, and his beard was already growing. With his face being exactly the same as Cheng Huaimo's, they would probably both have full beards in the future.
"This is a great thing. It's much more comfortable than a stool, let alone kneeling on it," Yuchi Baolin exclaimed.
"If you like, just have someone cook for you at home," Qin Mu said with a smile.
"Haha! Brother, you don't know, the Yuchi family made such tall tables a long time ago." Cheng Huaimo couldn't help but laugh again.
This time, Yuchi Baolin didn't say anything, but rolled his eyes to express his dissatisfaction.
Qin Mu sensed there was more to this than met the eye and looked at Cheng Huaimo with curiosity.
“Let me tell you, the whole of Chang’an knows about this. The Duke of E found the low table too uncomfortable to kneel on, so he preferred to sit on a stool. To accommodate the stool, a tall table was made.” Cheng Huaimo became very interested and sat up to explain to Qin Mu.
"That's a good thing. It's definitely more comfortable to sit higher up. It won't bother you when you're at home," Qin Mu asked, genuinely puzzled as to why he was smiling so happily.
"Haha, the Duke of E used an iron table, but he thought iron wasn't pretty enough, so he plated it with gold. It does look nice now, but no one else can move it, especially the maids and ordinary servants. Every time they have to move it, they either call their household guards or the two brothers. That's why they have a nickname: the moving boys." Cheng Huaimo laughed again.
Yuchi Baolin silently rolled his eyes and secretly decided that he would have someone remake it out of wood when he got back.
"It's alright, we can just remake it with wood. The Duke of E will definitely be very happy," Qin Mu reassured him.
“Brother, this won’t do. You have to get a few sets made for our family too. Otherwise, the old man will beat me to death when we get back.” Cheng Huaimo suddenly stood up and grabbed Qin Mu, saying.
“Your family should have a carpenter. Go back and tell them, and you can make it yourself,” Qin Mu said in astonishment.
"This thing looks simple, but I can't remember that much. If I make it and it's not as good as the Yuchi family's, I'll still get a beating," Cheng Huaimo said with a bitter face.
"Then send the carpenter over and have them help me for a few days. I'll learn how to do it then," Qin Mu said, his eyes lighting up.
"That's a great idea! You're a true friend, brother," Cheng Huaimo said happily.
"Brother Yuchi, your family should have a blacksmith, right?" Qin Mu turned and asked. He was thinking that he needed to brew wine and distill spirits, and since the Yuchi family was skilled in forging, it would be best to have them do it.
“Yes, there is.” Yuchi Baolin nodded.
"I'd like to trouble you to make a few things for me?" Qin Mu said.
“No problem. What do you want to do? Just tell me, and I’ll have someone do it for you,” Yuchi Baolin said, patting his chest.
Yesterday, Yuchi Huan returned saying he had some good stuff, and Cheng Zhijie was scrambling to eat it, so they came to see it for themselves. They ate it today, and it was indeed extraordinary; their strength had increased considerably. They were just straightforward, not lacking in social skills, so when Qin Mu mentioned it, they agreed without hesitation.
"Wait a moment!" Qin Mu said, getting up and going upstairs to get the few drawings he had done last night, then coming back down.
These drawings included those from the "Essential Techniques for the Common People" for brewing wine, as well as those for distilling spirits. Although he had never seen distillation equipment, he was still able to design a simple still.
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