Not Another Heroic Spirit Chapter 7

In the farm of Taiping Road.

The outer disciples had just finished their farm work and were all exhausted.

The weather was so hot that the ground was hardened by the sun, making it extremely difficult to dig. Even with the guidance of older people on how to use less energy, everyone was still sweating profusely.

Because it was so dry this year that the original seedlings all died, so the sorghum that can produce a yield regardless of drought or flood is planted now.

Sorghum requires relatively little water and can adapt to arid climatic conditions. It also has a relatively short growth cycle and is not prone to insect pests, making it very suitable for planting in disaster years.

Although sorghum rice tastes bitter, in years of famine, all that matters is just being full, so who cares about the taste?

Logically, everyone should grow such life-saving crops.

But the fact is exactly the opposite. After all, everything has its pros and cons.

Although sorghum is a drought- and flood-tolerant crop, it can grow normally in environments such as drought, cold and waterlogging because of its deep and abundant root system.

That's why this crop is too tiring. If you plant it this year, nothing will grow in the next two or three years if you plant something else.

So except in some specific areas, not many people grow sorghum.

Most of the land in Nanyang County is good land. Who would be willing to grow sorghum?

Don't you have to pay the huge rent every year? The landlords will not let you grow sorghum and ruin their land!

In a word, the reason why the victims were starving, forced to flee, bones exposed in the wild, and no roosters crowing for thousands of miles was never because of natural disasters.

Essentially, it is because farmers do not have their own land and have no ability to resist natural risks.

And this is also the fundamental reason for the demise of most dynasties---land annexation!

Although farm work is very tiring at this moment, many refugees starve to death in the wilderness without even the chance to work.

Lucas Reed looked at the three people beside him who were breathing heavily, hesitated for a moment, and pretended to be tired.

Although I was busy for the whole morning and was indeed very tired, it was not that exaggerated.

Lucas Reed secretly wondered the reason.

Is it because of the big meal at Bianca Jade's place?

Or is it because of practicing the true method that has improved your physical condition?

Or, both?

It should be due to both reasons!

After resting for a while, the hungry crowd finally waited for lunch time.

Today's lunch is wheat rice with some wild vegetables.

What is wheat rice?

It is steaming the unhusked wheat.

Because wheat with the husk tastes bad and is difficult to swallow, it should be eaten with the water used to steam the wheat.

Add some wild vegetables to the water and it will become soup.

Such is the food treatment, each person only has one bowl. If you want to eat more, there is no more.

Lucas Reed stared at the wheat rice and wild vegetable soup in front of him with a somewhat subtle expression.

If I had seen this bowl of wheat rice some time ago, I would have eaten it with great joy.

But ever since I was summoned by the rich lady and ate those delicious foods, I started to have a headache looking at these things.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frug

but.

Lucas Reed did not complain, but started eating silently.

Apart from being a bit sore to the throat, the wheat rice is very fragrant, and the wild vegetables taste good too. It focuses on being healthy and original. If you drink a bowl of soup, it’s like the original soup and the original food!

"Why don't you remove the husk from the wheat rice?" Connor Flynn couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

"How do you husk wheat?" Ryan Hale said speechlessly, "You are from a scholarly family, how come you don't even know this? Nowadays, scholars are ignorant and lazy?"

"Ah?" Connor Flynn was a little dumbfounded. He felt that he was being despised.

"Wheat doesn't have an easily peelable husk. If you want to remove the husk, you can only smash it and then sift it. But what comes out after sifting is flour. How can we be qualified to eat such a good thing?" Wesley Brock said in a muffled voice.

"Oh, I see." Connor Flynn was a little embarrassed, "I know the five grains, but I don't know these."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know. You'll know when you see more." Lucas Reed said calmly, and then put down the bowl of soup: "I'm done."

"Let me help you wash the dishes, Brother Yu." Wesley Brock quickly stood up and took Lucas Reed's dishes and chopsticks.

"Help me wash it too!" Connor Flynn said.

"Who do you think you are?" Wesley Brock glanced at Connor Flynn.

"If you don't want to wash, then don't wash. Why are you scolding me?" Connor Flynn wanted to get angry, but when he saw the look in Wesley Brock's eyes, he immediately backed down.

"I didn't curse anyone." Wesley Brock said with his head down.

This morning, when he was unable to do the farm work, Lucas Reed helped him, and also helped Connor Flynn and Ryan Hale. Perhaps they didn't take it to heart, but Wesley Brock still kept it in mind.

Lucas Reed did not stop him. They would be living together for a long time in the future, so there was no need to be too formal.

After finishing their meal and taking a half-hour break, Deacon Dai led all the outer disciples for training in the afternoon.

Everyone was given a wooden stick and started jogging under the command of Deacon Dai.

Running around the farm five times took nearly an hour. When they returned to the starting point, many people's legs were weak, and the new outer disciples could not help but sit down on the ground.

Connor Flynn, Wesley Brock and Ryan Hale also sat on the ground. Lucas Reed glanced at the foreign disciples. All of them, without exception, stood straight.

Obviously, it’s not that I’m not tired, it’s that I’m afraid to sit.

Lucas Reed said, "Stand up, don't sit down."

"Ah?" Connor Flynn said subconsciously: "But I am dying of exhaustion."

Ryan Hale and Wesley Brock didn't say anything, chose to believe Lucas Reed, and quickly stood up.

Soon, Deacon Dai came over. He glanced at the people sitting on the ground and said with a sneer, "Who told you to sit down?"

"Everyone stand up and run five more laps!"

"Qu Yingda!"

"Yes!" A foreign disciple stepped forward in response.

"You come to supervise these people and lead them to run five more laps. Anyone who dares to run less or who dares to fall behind will be kicked out directly and told to roll as far away as possible. We don't need them in Taiping Dao!!"

The new disciples who were sitting on the ground to rest turned pale when they heard this. Five more laps? This would really kill them!

But if he didn't run, he would be expelled from Taiping Dao. You could imagine what the outcome would be. He would most likely starve to death outside!

So, you have to run even if you don’t want to!

Many foreign disciples were gloating when they saw this scene. They had all gone through this in the past, so it was time for these newcomers to suffer a little!

Connor Flynn looked at Lucas Reed in despair, regretting to the extreme. He had hesitated just now and did not listen to Lucas Reed. Now he had to run five more laps!

However, Ryan Hale and Wesley Brock were not punished because they listened to Lucas Reed!

Connor Flynn gritted his teeth and did not betray Ryan Hale and Wesley Brock, and accepted the punishment obediently.

As these people left, Deacon Dai looked at the many outer disciples and said loudly: "Everyone, stand at attention! Stand at a certain distance from each other and prepare to practice spearing! The wooden sticks in your hands are your spears!"

Soon, everyone formed a large square on this large flat ground, with each person standing a certain distance apart.

"Prepare!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone stood firm and held the wooden sticks in their hands tightly.

"prick!"

At the command, everyone thrust out the wooden sticks in their hands at the same time.

"receive!"

"prick!"

"receive!"

"Stab again!"

After practicing this repeatedly for an hour, it was already dusk and those who had gone out for a run finally came back.

"Okay!" Deacon Dai nodded and said loudly to everyone, "Take a break, and then proceed to the final training!"

"The last part of today's training is wrestling!!"

"The rules are simple. The winner continues, the loser quits. Whoever wins five games in a row gets to eat meat tonight!"

After a whole afternoon of training, everyone was exhausted, but when they heard that they could eat meat, many of them immediately perked up!

The so-called "角迪" is an activity involving two-on-one competition, similar to wrestling and sumo.

This type of activity requires both strength and technique.

At this moment, the new disciples were so exhausted that they had no strength to fight. Once the fight started, they were basically defeated in the first round.

Among the newcomers, only Lucas Reed has enough energy to spare.

And he obviously had no intention of hiding his incompetence.

At this moment, he has won consecutive battles and has knocked down four opponents!

Such a luxurious record naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Many outer disciples were discussing the matter, and even Deacon Dai looked over.

"This new guy is quite amazing!"

"I was careless!"

"I underestimated the enemy!"

The foreign disciple who was knocked down looked a little embarrassed.

Many of these foreign disciples have been training here for one or two years, but now they have lost to a newcomer. It is so embarrassing!