It takes a whole day once we enter the mountain.

This is a portrayal of people nowadays, working from dawn to dusk.

After a tiring day, her steps are still brisk.

She was happy in her heart, holding a pheasant in her hand.

Today is a good day. Normally, three or five trips into the mountains may not yield any results.

On weekdays, pheasants are reluctant to eat and will trade for food and daily needs at the market.

But today, this belongs to the young master.

As long as you eat this pheasant, your health should get better.

In fact, I have doubts about the origin of the young master.

But no matter what, as long as you remember that it was the young master who saved you, that's enough.

"Sir, the slave family is back."

Before he even entered the door, he was shouting.

This is a kind of anxiety.

Everyone knows that the young master and he are not the same kind of people. When he returns home, the young master will disappear.

"I'm back."

The door opened, and what I was worried about didn't happen.

Qin Qier couldn't stop smiling on her face.

She didn't know what her psychology was, she just knew that there shouldn't be only one person in the family, and she had been alone all these years.

Looking at the girl in front of me and her messy hair, you can tell that her day was not easy.

Subconsciously, he reached out to smooth her messy hair.

Just such an action made her blush immediately.

"Well……"

Pei Yun touched his nose awkwardly.

I can guarantee that I don't have any bad intentions at all.

But think about it from another perspective, in ancient times, doing such a thing to a girl was really a bit of a prodigal.

Fortunately, the atmosphere did not last long and she was busy dealing with the pheasants.

I wanted to help, but was refused.

"Young master is not well yet. Those who shouldn't work can just be handed over to the servants."

If you have nothing to do, just find something to do by yourself.

Among her hunting tools are a hunting knife and a bow.

The hunting knife is made of iron, and the surface is bumpy and full of impurities.

From this we can see the level of Da Qin’s iron production.

But just such a hunting knife is a treasure to the people.

In addition to its backward iron-making level, if Da Qin wants to fight a war, any iron products it can collect will be forged into weapons.

Holding the hunting knife, I thought that if I had the conditions, I could make a better hunting knife.

I put a bow in my hand and tried to pull the bow string, but for a while I couldn't pull it all the way.

A rough estimate is that it would take at least several dozen kilograms of strength to really open this bow.

Moreover, archery is not just about pulling the bow, but also ensuring a stable sight, which is not a matter of tens of kilograms of strength.

This bow was used by her for hunting. It was surprising that she could use this bow.

Seeing that she was thin and dark, I thought she would be a weak woman, but now I know that I was looking down on her.

Thinking about it again, it seems that she was not lying when she said she was not afraid of scoundrels.

Looking at the bow, I had an idea in my mind.

Speaking of bows, a close relative of the bow comes to mind, and that is the crossbow.

Over time, bows will gradually be eliminated.

And the crossbow, even in modern society, is still a regulatory instrument.

Investigating the fundamentals, the bow is pulled by people, while the crossbow has a mechanism.

To put it simply, one is human and the other is mechanical.

She can use a bow well, and naturally she can also use a crossbow well.

Today's Great Qin has not yet seen the crossbow. I don't know how long it will take for the crossbow to appear, but I can be sure that I will speed up the process.

I picked up a dead branch, squatted on the ground by the door and started writing.

There is no pen, ink, paper or inkstone at home.

In Da Qin, scholars are precious. Many times, not even a single scholar can be found in a village.

As soon as I got serious, I forgot about time until a light illuminated my vision.

It was she who was standing behind me holding an oil lamp.

Her original intention was to let the young master get more light.

Pei Yun suddenly woke up and ended what he was doing.

Qin Qi'er felt guilty, "It's the slave family that disturbed the young master."

Pei Yun smiled and said, "How come? It's not a complicated matter. You have to eat first. Only after eating can you have the energy to continue thinking."

Qin Qi'er stuck out her tongue, luckily she didn't get into trouble.

At the same time, I was surprised in my heart. The young master said that this was not a complicated matter, but I could tell that the young master was writing.

I didn't know how to write, but I was shocked... The young master was actually a scholar.

On the dinner table, in addition to rice, there is also a pheasant in soup.

Pei Yun's appetite increased after seeing it.
Chapter completed!