Chapter 2: A bowl of rice and a plate of grass, so delicious!
Ate a bowl of grass.
Chu Ning did not go back to bed, but sat by the door and began to think.
From the original owner's memory, we know that the dynasty the original owner lived in was called Liang Dynasty.
The Liang Dynasty was not an era where everything was inferior except for education, but a dynasty where warriors were respected.
Warriors can hold positions in government offices, and the higher their strength, the higher their official position.
In a world that relies on force, studying and understanding are not very important.
If logic doesn't make sense, then just talk about physics.
It is said that the founding emperor of the Liang Dynasty could make rivers flow backwards with one palm, making him comparable to an immortal.
In the original owner’s memory, he only knew that the realm of a warrior was apprentice and master, and he didn’t know what realm was above that.
"It seems that only by practicing martial arts can one succeed."
Chu Ning knew very well that in a world where warriors were respected, it would be difficult for him to make a fortune by doing business even if he relied on what he had learned in the modern world.
Without the protection of force, it is difficult to retain wealth.
To practice martial arts, one needs martial arts secrets, but the martial arts secrets of the Daliang Dynasty were in the hands of the imperial court and some martial artists and sects.
If an ordinary person wants to learn martial arts from a martial artist, the apprenticeship fee is dozens of taels, and even then he has to work like a slave in the master's house for a few years before he can start learning martial arts.
The sect is too far away from Daning County. It is said that the nearest martial arts sect is in the provincial capital hundreds of miles away.
The only way out for the poor was to enter the government-run schools, where learning martial arts was free.
Chu Ning's father graduated from the academy, but martial artists who graduated from the academy were not allowed to pass on their martial arts to future generations, because the martial arts secrets belonged to the court, and it would be a serious crime if they were taught privately.
Although the school does not require tuition or apprenticeship, it does have a strict requirement that students must be able to lift a 200-pound stone block above their heads before the age of 17.
"So it's like public schools and private schools. Private schools have no requirements but you have to have money, while public schools have requirements for qualifications."
Chu Ning whispered in his heart that the original owner could only lift a stone block weighing 40 kilograms at most, and even if he was given two years, it would be impossible for him to increase his strength to 200 kilograms.
Chu Ning's eyes fell on several stone pillars in the yard and he walked over. These were made by Chu's father before he passed away. Five years ago, he was able to lift a 30-jin stone pillar.
The reason why my strength hasn’t increased much in the past five years is actually very simple: my nutrition has not kept up.
In fact, this is also the reason why it is difficult for ordinary poor families in this world to produce warriors. Which poor family can let their children eat meat every meal? Without nutrition, there will be no strength.
"Actually, 40 kilograms is not weak."
Compared to his previous life, he could hold a woman in his arms at the beginning but could only lie down later. The original owner's strength was not small.
Chu Ning walked to the stone pier, grabbed the handle of the 30-jin stone pier, and lifted the stone pier up with force.
"Fuck, this is so easy, this shouldn't be the case."
Without thinking, Chu Ning tried 40 kilograms and 60 kilograms again, and lifted them easily.
Something is wrong.
The original owner didn't have that much strength.
Chu Ning changed the stone pier along the way and finally stopped on a 90-jin stone pier.
I can lift 90 kilograms, but I can’t hold it for five seconds.
"I'm still hungry. If I were full, I wouldn't be able to lift a hundred-jin stone pillar."
Chu Ning's eyes lit up, and he called out softly, "System?"
No response.
"System binding..."
"System loading 10%"
"System loading 20%..."
"System loading 99%..."
"Okay, system failed to load."
Three minutes later, Chu Ning gave up talking to himself. He had no system.
"Could it be because of the physical changes caused by my soul crossing?"
Just as Chu Ning was thinking, his old aunt walked in with an empty bamboo basket and a lost look on her face.
Yesterday Xiao Ning wanted to eat something else, so she went out to look for it, but she couldn't find any other grass after searching for a long time.
Seeing Chu Ning squatting in front of the stone pier, the old aunt asked curiously: "Xiao Ning, what are you doing?"
"Aunt, the child can lift a 80-jin boulder now."
As Chu Ning spoke, he lifted up the 80-jin boulder in front of the old woman's shocked eyes.
Bang! The old woman dropped the bamboo basket in her hand. She stood there for a few seconds, then walked over excitedly.
"Xiao Ning, come into the house with me."
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In the cramped house, Chu Ning knelt down in front of the original owner's father's spirit tablet.
The old woman said a lot of things, mostly about the original owner's father blessing her or the ancestors appearing in person.
Chu Ning grasped a key point.
His late cheap father was a martial arts master. According to the policy of the Daliang court, as long as his descendants could enter school and stay there for six months, they could get a job as a constable in the county government.
It is somewhat similar to the modern practice of giving priority to employees’ family members in employment.
But thinking of his own strength, he was afraid that the old lady would not remember the numbers due to her old age, so he reminded her: "Old aunt, admission to the school requires 200 kilograms of strength, and I can only weigh 100 kilograms at most, which is totally insufficient."
The old woman did not answer, but walked to the wooden box on the side of the bed, took out a piece of clothing from the box and asked Chu Ning to put on it. Chu Ning put it on as she said, only to find that the clothes were very loose and his arms were still a long way from the cuffs.
This reminded him of the time when he secretly wore adults' clothes when he was a child. This piece of clothing should not belong to the original owner, but to the original owner's father.
The old woman rolled up Chu Ning's sleeves and trouser legs, tied his waist tighter, and then looked at Chu Ning and murmured, "Our little Ning is an adult now."
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Chu Ning followed his aunt out of the house. On the way, he asked several times before he found out who his aunt was taking him to see.
Captain Huang from the county town was a colleague of his father.
This is to ask Captain Huang to give me a letter of recommendation to the school.
The admission standard for the school is a strength of 200 kilograms and being under 17 years old. The age cannot be faked, but in terms of strength, the school has a lot of room for maneuver.
Just like the key middle schools in the previous life, a certain score is required to enter, but if you have money you can also sponsor admission.
Chu Ning has no money, so he can only rely on power.
Standing in front of the Huang family's mansion, Chu Ning was a little curious. They were both head constables, so why was there such a big difference? It was like a colleague in the same company, one lived in a rented house in the city, while the other lived in a luxurious villa with a large garden and a private swimming pool.
The backyard of the Huang family mansion.
Huang Zhongtai was fishing in the pond in the yard, listening to the housekeeper's report and fell into deep thought.
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Aunt Chu Ping came to visit with Chu Ping's son?
Who is Chu Ping?
After thinking for a while, he finally remembered who Chu Ping was.
He was a captain of police five years ago, but he drowned not long after becoming the captain of police. He had no personal relationship with Chu Ping.
"You come here at this time, and you bring Chu Ping's son with you..."
Huang Zhongtai stroked the armrests of the chair with his fingers and soon guessed the purpose of the old man and the young man's visit.
The day for enrollment in the academy is coming soon. I want to get a letter of recommendation to enter the academy to practice martial arts. As long as I can stay in the academy for six months, I can get a job in the government.
This son of Chu Ping obviously doesn't have enough strength, otherwise he wouldn't have come to me for help. It's not worth it for him to use his connections just for the Chu family, with whom he has no relationship.
"Reply to them and tell them that I am not feeling well today and cannot meet with guests, and ask them to go back."
Huang Zhongtai made the decision, and the housekeeper turned around and was about to leave after hearing it.
At this moment, the buoy on the surface of the pond sank. Huang Zhongtai's eyes lit up, and he raised his right hand, and a red carp was pulled out of the water.
“It’s actually a carp…”
Huang Zhongtai had a look of surprise in his eyes, and he shouted to the housekeeper who had already walked out of the backyard, "Go to the door and see what the Chu family kid is doing right now. Write down his expression and behavior, and report to me quickly."
The butler left in a hurry and came back in just three minutes.
"Master, the child of the Chu family is standing in front of the door. He has a straight posture and a very calm expression. He is neither angry nor nervous."
At the age of fifteen, he was left outside the door with his elders for more than a quarter of an hour, but he still managed to remain calm and not show any anger or humiliation. Whether he was good at hiding his emotions or really had patience, his character was far superior to that of his peers.
Huang Zhongtai got up from his chair, walked back to the study and wrote a note.
"Give this to them and tell them that I am ill and cannot see guests. I know your intentions and you can take this note to see Teacher Liu at the academy."
"Yes, sir."
The butler took the note, but his pupils shrank when he saw the words on it.
Huang Zhongtai looked at his housekeeper's surprised eyes and said, "Either don't help, or if you want to help, you have to do this favor."
"Don't worry, sir. I know what to say." The butler understood what his master meant.
In front of Huang’s house.
The old woman held Chu Ning's hand. Chu Ning could feel the old aunt's uneasiness. Her heart was far from as calm as she appeared to be.
He knew in his heart that the friendship between Captain Huang and his father was probably not deep.
Otherwise, the old aunt wouldn't come to me for help at this time.
Just when Chu Ning was thinking that the other party might not help, the Huang family's door slowly opened.
A middle-aged man dressed as a butler walked out quickly.
"Madam, I'm so sorry. I was so happy to hear that it was you and Master Chu who came to visit. I wanted to greet you in person, but the master has been ill recently and the doctor told him not to get out of bed."
As soon as the door was opened, the butler expressed his sincere apologies, and then said, "The master already knows the purpose of the old lady's visit. He knew that your son also had the talent to practice martial arts. The master was very excited and always said that a tiger father will have a dog son. Brother Chu should be relieved in his afterlife. He also specifically told me to give this to Madam Chu."
Listening to the housekeeper's words, the old aunt took the note and was very excited when she saw the words on it clearly. Chu Ning also sighed in his heart that it was true that those who were rich and powerful were always smart people no matter what era.
Look how smoothly he said it. People who don't know the inside story would really think that Mr. Huang and their father had a deep friendship when they were alive.
Not only did they speak nicely, they also handled the matter openly.
Chu Ning just glanced at the handwriting on the note.
"Xiao Ning is the son of my good friend. He has the talent to practice martial arts. I hope Brother Liu will take good care of him. I, Zhongtai, will be very grateful."
The old aunt held Chu Ning's hand and kept bowing to express her gratitude before leaving. After returning home, the old aunt asked Chu Ning to lie on the bed to rest, as Chu Ning was indeed out of strength.
The energy from eating a bowl of grass was gone after this trip.
Watching the old lady bending down and groping under the earthen stove for a while, and finally walking out of the house steadily with a small object wrapped in red paper, Chu Ning felt a little emotional. The old woman only ate half a bowl of grass, and he didn't know where she got the strength to be able to walk.
Chu Ning, who was half asleep, smelled the fragrance of rice.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a bowl of fragrant rice on the table, and my old aunt was licking the burnt rice on the spatula in front of the earthen stove.
Where does the rice come from at home?
In just a moment, Chu Ning understood that the old aunt must have pawned the last bit of jewelry she had.
"Xiao Ning is awake, come and eat." The old aunt heard the noise behind her and put down the spatula: "I saw you sleeping soundly just now, so I ate first without calling you."
"good."
Chu Ning did not expose him. He sat at the table, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and ate the fragrant white rice with grass fried with a few grains of salt.
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