Liu Xiu re-experiencing the martial arts according to the rules of the Wu Junhou's guidance. This time he no longer pursued speed, but slowed down his movements and carefully experienced the subtle feeling of the power flowing between each posture change. He quickly experienced a new realm, just like a beggar who discovered a treasure house, and a naughty boy discovered the most interesting toy, ecstatic and could not put it down.

When he returned to the dormitory, Mao Zong and the other two had finished their meals and were chatting about it all over the place. As soon as he saw him entering the door, Liu Bei quickly got up, took the food plate from the side, and smiled and said, "Brother, you have practiced too hard too. Eat quickly, there is meat to eat today."

"So good?" Liu Xiu looked at him and rubbed his hands happily, and squeezed his eyes at Mao Zong. After practicing boxing for a while, he was now hungry and croaking. He was so happy to have meat to eat. People in his previous life had to lose weight every day. Seeing a little meat was like seeing poison. Although he was not that serious, he tried to control the intake of meat. It was not until this era that he realized that eating meat was a happy thing. With his well-off level of "family", he only ate meat once in three months, and there was still a lot of fat meat. The economic situation of Liu Bei's family basically could only rely on the village sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial activities like the club.

The Mao family is really willing to spend money when they can provide these students with meat. You must know that the general monastery is made of rice, and the teacher's family does not care about food at all.

"Of course, I will participate in the drill for the guardians tomorrow. How can I be strong if I don't eat well?" Mao Zong laughed: "On behalf of the Mao family, I invite all the students to participate in the competition. After the competition is over, I can eat happily at that time, which is a welcome to everyone."

Liu Xiu laughed, took the cloth handed over by Liu Bei and wiped the sweat, picked up the chopsticks and ate it, and said while eating, "Okay, I'll go with it and have a delicious meal. Just a competition, I won't participate. I can't do anything. I don't have to embarrass you. I'll give you three a helping hand."

"That's true. Actually, you don't need to know better than me. Brother Bo Gui will definitely be the best tomorrow." Liu Bei said with a smile: "Except for the warriors like Wu Junhou who have experienced the battlefield, I'm afraid no one is a rival to Brother Bo Gui."

Gongsun Zan smiled slightly: "Xuande, you can't say that. The Mao family is a big family in Zhuo County, and Ximao is the most powerful among the four Maos. There are many experts. How could I win the championship if I haven't even been on the battlefield? It's just a matter of talking about it here. Chengming is not an outsider anyway, so he won't laugh at me, but don't let others hear it, and I'll make a fool of myself at that time."

Mao Zong laughed: "It's okay, I think so too, but in fact, Wu Junhou said so too."

Gongsun Zan's eyes lit up and he smiled without saying a word. Although he had never seen the Mao family's guards, he was still confident in his martial arts. When he was in the prefect of Liaoxi, he had a lot of competition with the border troops. More importantly, this competition was definitely not about hand fighting, swordsmanship, or riding and shooting skills. At this point, he even had the confidence to compete with the Martial Army Hou.

He believed in his riding skills and the famous Wuhuan horse with a divine horse.

The four of them were talking and laughing, and were full of expectations for tomorrow's competition. Although Liu Xiu knew that his martial arts skills were not enough to compete on the field, he was now very interested in martial arts and hoped to see more practical battles to increase his experience.

After dinner, Gongsun Zan and the others made an appointment to go out for practice, so they naturally responded. Mao Zong dragged it to the end, and after Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei left the door, he took out a piece of paper, lowered his voice and said, "Deran, do you another favor?"

"What are you going to copy again? I seem to have told you that it will not be an example, right?" Liu Xiu deliberately lowered his face.

"Hehe, I'm not asking you to copy it, I'm just asking you to help solve this problem." Mao Zong said with a grudge.

Liu Xiu hesitated for a moment. The last time he solved the problem too quickly, which was seriously inconsistent with his current image as a "stupid". He regretted it and never dared to be so casual again this time. He took the paper and looked at the question carefully. It was an arithmetic question about transportation:

One person and one car can transport five stones of grain. If you travel for 40 miles a day, you will have a eclipse of six liters a day. How many people need to transport 400 stones to a thousand miles? If you transport 400 stones of grain, how far can you go?

Liu Xiu did not take this question seriously, but when he thought about it for a moment, he felt very shocking. He was confused and understood why war was a big deal in ancient times. A person traveled forty miles a day and had to eat six liters of grain, but he could only transport five stones of grain. If he was transported thousands of miles away, he would have to walk twenty-five days, and the round trip was fifty days, and he would have to eat three stones himself, which means that only two stones could be transported to the destination. What if it was two thousand miles? I'm afraid it was not enough for him to eat himself.

While shocked by this fact, Liu Xiu was thinking hard. After a long time, he shook his head and said embarrassedly to Mao Zong who was full of expectations: "No!"

"No?" Mao Zong was stunned for a moment, a little disappointed, then smiled relievedly, and said indifferently: "It's okay, no, no, no, anyway, someone will calculate this kind of money and food in the future, so we just need to fight."

Liu Xiu smiled slightly and thought to himself that if you can't even be considered a good match, you'll be a big fuck. But he didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement, and then pulled Mao Zong to see Gongsun Zan and the others practice riding and shooting. Although he didn't want to go on the field, he also wanted to get used to riding horses early. No matter what, horses are the fastest means of transportation in this era.

There were cheers in Taogu. Gongsun Zan held the reins in one hand and held the bow while smiling at the applause and cheering students. He had just fired ten arrows in a row, and eight arrows hit the target. This was the best result in history, and once again triggered the admiration of other students. Liu Xiu squeezed into the crowd, looked at Gongsun Zan with high spirits, and looked at Liu Bei who was eager to step forward and led the horse with great care. He smiled in his heart, but he did not reveal any of his face, and shouted loudly with everyone.

Gongsun Zan was in a very happy mood when he saw Liu Xiu applauding. Although he didn't want to be a doctor of Mingjing, he was still a little envious of Liu Xiu's chance to approach his teacher Lu Zhi because of his good calligraphy skills. He vaguely wanted to compete with Liu Xiu. Now that he saw Liu Xiu applauding him, he felt much more relieved.

"Deran, come quickly." Gongsun Zan waved to Liu Xiu, turned over and dismounted, separated the crowd, strode to Liu Xiu, pulled Liu Xiu to the scene without saying a word, and encouraged him: "Deran, try shooting two arrows."

Liu Xiu smiled awkwardly: "Bogui, don't be happy with me. It's good that I can't fall down immediately. How can I ride and shoot? Besides, you haven't taught me how to shoot arrows yet."

"What's the difficulty? I will teach you now that shooting archery is not difficult." Gongsun Zan laughed and turned to the onlookers and said, "Do you think so? As men in the northern border, how can we not ride and shoot? The saint also said that shooting is one of the six arts."

Liu Xiu shook his head repeatedly: "Don't, please spare me. I'm not afraid of falling down, but I'm just afraid that the arrow will not be accurate. It's okay if I missed one of you, it would be a big trouble."

Everyone burst into laughter, some stomping their feet, some clapping their hands, and some whistling, making a fuss. Liu Bei laughed so hard that he choked. Although Gongsun Zan was not as presumptuous as them, he felt that Liu Xiu was so cool that he didn't force him to get on the horse anymore, but he stuffed the bow into his hand and said loudly: "Okay, don't get on the horse today, try shooting first. You are afraid that you will miss the classmates. It's okay if I let them all hide behind you. Could it be that you can still shoot the arrow behind you?"
Chapter completed!