As soon as the sky was dawn, Luo Feng had already gotten up.

Cousin Qin Qiong once told him that the best way to make a name for himself is to gain fame immediately and become a military soldier in the palace. This is almost the only way for the children of a lower-class peasant family like Luo Feng.

Luo Feng was not very interested in getting fame immediately, but he knew that the good days since Kaihuang had been getting worse and worse under the rule of the Emperor Daye. He practiced his body and had good skills, but he did not seek to go to battle to kill the enemy to achieve fame, but he wanted to protect himself in the troubled times in the future.

In the horse circle, the white-hoofed black was chewing a bunch of fresh grass with dew, and Xiao Liu was squatting there and feeding it in bunches.

It seems that the relationship between the two is very good.

"Xiao Liu."

"Brother, are you getting up?"

"You went to mow the grass early in the morning?"

Xiao Liu laughed and said, "The grass in the morning is fresh. I went to the river to cut it. Look how delicious the big black food is."

Luo Feng originally wanted to say that the horse would be his own mount in the future, but according to his cousin Qin Qiong, this war horse must have the method of raising war horses. It cannot just eat grass, but must eat feed, especially essential ingredients. Even if it is not possible to feed the horses with eggs and bean cakes like those cavalrymen, at least some black beans and rice bran must be fed.

My cousin also gave him a secret recipe, saying that he would make some glutinous rice wine lees and feed them to the horses every day, so that the horses would gradually become energetic.

It is not okay to just eat grass in war horses.

"Xiao Liu, you won't have to go to the Wang family to herd cattle in the future."

"Then where am I going?"

Luo Feng didn't know how to arrange this younger brother. He was only twelve years old this year, but he was already very tall and was just a head shorter than him, especially his natural brute force.

"Or you'll follow me in the future." Luo Feng thought about it. In a few days, he would rather have his younger brother be a gang member. Anyway, a constable who is right has a large number of gang members.

"Okay, I'll listen to Brother Fifth." Xiaoliu didn't think it was that complicated.

"Baidui, you've eaten almost the same food, let's go out for a walk."

Holding the dark horse, Luo Feng carried the horizontal knife that Qin Qiong gave him on his waist, and a Hu Lu who was carrying an arrow on the other side, and a bow bag with a bow on his back. When he came, he took the small hammer that his father had made before and took a long stick in the yard.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Go to practice martial arts."

"Bring me with me." Xiao Liu shouted immediately.

"Then find a good guy." Luo Feng smiled.

Xiao Liu looked around, but after searching around, he couldn't find a good guy. The wooden stick was too light and the iron hammer was too short. Finally, he saw something lit up and picked it up and carried it on his shoulders.

"Brother, this thing is handy."

Luo Feng couldn't help but shook his head. Xiao Liu was holding an iron rod that was commonly used in the blacksmith shop at home. It was nearly six feet long and as thick as a pigeon egg. It was really long and heavy. This was originally a slamming iron stove in the past. After using it for a long time, a layer of black and shiny color outside the iron rod was so it was soaked with patina.

"Are you dancing?"

"Can do it."

As Xiao Liu said, he took the iron rod off his shoulder, hummed and shouted in his hands, and turned around for a few times, whistling and dancing. The wind was whistling, which was shocking.

Such an iron rod must be less than ten kilograms, but Xiao Liu can wield it freely. Even Luo Feng can only sigh that his strength is inferior to that.

"Okay, then you can take this and go."

The two brothers carried sticks and hammered them out of the village, and went all the way to the beach beside the stream by the South Stream.

"Da Hei, eat grass by yourself, don't run around!" Luo Feng saw that Da Hei was very honest, so he simply threw the reins and let it eat grass freely.

Until now, Luo Feng does not know any knives, guns, sticks, etc. Although he has a horizontal knife and an iron hammer, he does not know any moves. However, yesterday Wang Bodang taught him some of the methods of archery, so Luo Feng simply took out the bow and arrow to practice.

Xiao Liu also came to watch and study curiously. After watching for a while, he felt bored, so he carried his iron stick and played by himself.

However, Xiao Liu was not patient. After waving it for a while, he carried an iron stick to the stream and smashed the stones, hitting the big stones in the stream with force. The fish hiding under the stream would be shocked and rushed out.

Luo Feng used to do this with Xiaoliu a lot, but at that time he used to use stones to smash it. Now Xiaoliu has an iron stick in his hand, so he is more comfortable.

A man hummed, and he was having fun waving his iron rod. After a few sticks, he could always shake out one or two fish. Although some fish were relatively small, they accumulated a lot. Not long after, he made him get two or three kilograms of fish.

Luo Feng was very focused on practicing arrows. He recalled the methods and techniques that Wang Bodang taught him yesterday, practicing one arrow after another.

But for half an hour, Luo Feng felt hot all over, and even his back was sweating and his clothes were wet. His arms continued to draw bows and became numb.

"Xiao Liu, I'm back home."

Hearing Luo Feng's call, Xiaoliu jumped back from the stream with an iron stick. Compared to Luo Feng's exhaustion and aching all over his body, Xiaoliu smashed the stone for a long time and seemed to be nothing. Although his clothes were half wet, he didn't feel tired at all.

"Brother, look at me, I've caught a lot of fish."

Luo Feng looked at the fish in the water puddle on the stream. It was indeed quite large and small, at least several kilograms. Although these fish were of different sizes and even had various species of fish, they were very good river fish at first glance, and they were completely pollution-free.

Such mountain stream fish are difficult to eat in later generations.

"Not bad, I'll make fish for you later."

After folding a few willow branches, stringing the fish one by one, then carrying the lattice rod on your shoulders, the two brothers went home together.

Not far away, the big dark horse was still eating grass seriously.

Luo Feng called out a few words, and it turned around and looked at it, but it was still greedy to eat grass. Luo Feng had no choice but to walk over and pull it up.

"Let me ride!"

Luo Feng scratched its head, and the dark horse stood there very gentlely. He pressed the horse's back and jumped hard, and rode on the horse's back awkwardly. The dark horse sniffed, but was still standing there.

After adjusting his sitting position, Luo Feng patted the horse's neck and said, "Go!"

The dark horse stepped away from its white hooves and walked slowly towards home.

When he got home, Luo Feng carried the fish into the kitchen.

Stew a larger one, stew the tofu with mixed fish in Hexi, and add some tender green onions to stew a large pot. Luo Feng fry the fish in the middle with lard. The fried two sides are golden, and you can eat them directly or for the next meal.

As for the small ones, Luo Feng directly put some flour on it and fryed it crispy, which became a pot of small fish crisp.

With the millet porridge cooked by my sister-in-law in the morning, the porridge is mixed with wild vegetables pulled back from the field by my sister, and dried pickles dried by Luo's house. This is really awesome.

The whole family praised it repeatedly, but Luo's mother praised it as delicious and said that she used a lot of oil in the morning and was a bit luxurious.
Chapter completed!