Chapter 35: Making Iron Tiles and Iron Vests

This secret book itself is not mysterious, but it records how to improve running, jumping, and dodging through systematic training.

And this is exactly what Zhao Ya needs most.

The book on flying on grass that he got before also covers some of it, but it is not comprehensive and far less detailed than this one.

For example, in terms of training the stability of the feet, there are two categories: running on piles and running on bricks.

Running on piles, as the name suggests, means arranging wooden piles about two feet long and two inches in diameter in sequence, burying them shallowly in the ground, and then walking and running on them to practice the stability of the feet.

As for running on bricks, it means putting blue bricks on the ground and running over them quickly. At the beginning, the blue bricks are laid flat, and as the heat deepens, they are gradually changed to sideways, until they become vertical.

Only after both of them are practiced to perfection can they be considered to have entered the door, and then they can start to practice the real light body method.

The requirements here are more detailed.

Including jumping pits, jumping platforms, dotting beans, jumping sand, carrying lead, picking skills, etc.

Of course, many of the trainings here are very simple for Zhao Ya, after all, he has the strength of a second-level warrior, plus he has the foundation of flying on the grass.

But Zhao Ya feels that even an ordinary person without any foundation can have a good body movement through systematic training after getting this secret book.

Zhao Ya studied it carefully again, and then put the secret book away.

At this time, the sky was already slightly bright.

Tang Zui'er got up early, and when she saw Zhao Ya standing in the yard, she didn't care too much, and turned around to start busying herself with breakfast.

Looking at her slender back, Zhao Ya's heart suddenly moved.

Or... let Zui'er practice this body movement?

With this idea, Zhao Ya thought more and more reliable.

After all, the world is getting more and more chaotic, and it is said that several county cities in the south have already started fighting.

Although he can protect her, it is impossible for her to stay with him all day, so it is always good to have a self-protection force.

Especially this light skill is most suitable for people with petite and light weight to practice.

Zhao Ya did not ask Zui'er to practice very deeply, as long as he could run fast enough when encountering danger.

Zhao Ya was thinking in his heart, Zui'er poked his head out of the kitchen and shouted: "Brother Xiaoya, it's time to eat!"

"Yes, it's here!"

Breakfast is a full pot of white rice porridge and a pot of meat and vegetable stew.

This breakfast is even more abundant than the dinner of an ordinary family, but it is already a normal thing in Zhao Ya's family.

Although eating these ordinary meats nowadays is no longer helpful for Zhao Ya's practice.

But people still have to eat, no matter how good the dried meat is, you can't eat that thing all day long.

Especially Tang Zui'er's cooking skills are getting better and better now. A simple pot of stew is made by her with good color, fragrance and taste, and paired with hot white rice porridge, the taste... is simply amazing.

Zhao Ya ate several bowls in a row, and most of the food went into his stomach.

Tang Zui'er looked at it with a smile, her eyes full of joy.

"Is it delicious, Xiaoya?"

"Yes, it's great!" Zhao Ya said with a thumbs up without raising his head.

Tang Zui'er was even happier now.

There is nothing more satisfying than a chef seeing his cooking skills recognized by diners.

Especially when this diners is the one he values ​​the most.

"Then eat more!" Tang Zui'er blushed as she said this, picked up a large piece of fat and put it in Zhao Ya's bowl.

Zhao Ya smiled, put the fat into his mouth, and then put down his chopsticks.

"Zui'er, I want to tell you something."

Tang Zui'er was stunned, and hurriedly put down his bowl and chopsticks, looking at Zhao Ya with some trepidation.

"What... what's the matter?"

Looking at Tang Zui'er's slightly panicked, wet eyes like a deer, even Zhao Ya couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart, and then quickly moved his eyes away, pretending to be calm.

"It's like this. I have a light skill that is more suitable for you. I don't know if you want to learn it. If you want to learn it, I..."

"I want to learn it!"

Tang Zui'er answered without hesitation before Zhao Ya finished speaking.

"Uh...you have to think it through. Practicing martial arts is a very hard thing." Zhao Ya laughed and deliberately frightened Tang Zui'er.

Unexpectedly, Tang Zui'er was not afraid at all, "I'm not afraid no matter how hard it is."

"I know I'm useless. I can't do anything except helping you cook and do housework."

"Especially now that the world is becoming more and more unstable, I'm a girl at home, and you must be worried when you go out, so I've been thinking about learning some self-defense skills for a long time, not for anything else, even if it can reduce some of your burden, that's good."

Speaking of this, Tang Zui'er took a deep breath, and his eyes were slightly red.

"I know I'm stupid, but as long as you are willing to teach me, I will definitely work hard to learn it, okay?"

Listening to Tang Zui'er's slightly trembling voice, Zhao Ya felt that a soft place deep in his heart was touched.

This girl... is stronger and more sober than I thought.

He couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch Tang Zuier's round cheek, smiling.

"Okay, I'll teach you, but if you can't learn it by then, don't cry when I scold you."

Tang Zuier's face turned red again, but she didn't dodge, but nodded very seriously.

"Don't worry, Xiaoya brother!"

"Then call me master first."

"Xiaoya brother master!"

"What kind of title is this? Just call me Master!"

"No!"

Zui'er was surprisingly stubborn on this question. After she finished speaking, she put away her bowl and chopsticks and ran away happily.

Zhao Ya looked at her cheerful back, smiled and shook his head, and then went out.

Zhao Ya did not go to the escort agency, but came to an iron workshop first.

The blacksmith who was swinging the hammer saw Zhao Ya coming in and hurried over.

"Sorry, we don't fight with weapons here."

"I don't want weapons, do you think this can be used?"

Zhao Ya handed over a piece of paper, and the blacksmith took it and saw a semicircle drawn on it, something like a tile, and something like a vest, and couldn't help but be a little confused.

"Sir, what do you want to forge?"

"Wrought iron."

"This is fine, but I don't know how many you want. If it's too few..."

The blacksmith was about to say that if it's too few, the wages will be high.

Zhao Ya took out a piece of silver and handed it over before he finished speaking.

"I want ten iron tiles and one iron vest. Are these enough?"

The blacksmith took the silver and was delighted.

Although ironware is expensive, this silver is enough.

"Enough, enough, when do you want it?"

"The sooner the better, it would be best if it can be made today."

"Okay, I'll make it now, you can come and get it tonight, it will definitely be done."

Zhao Ya was not in a hurry to leave. He looked around the iron workshop and suddenly saw a lot of tinware piled on the ground, and his eyes lit up.

"Use these tinware to make eight more tin tiles for me, how much is it?"