Start with a photographic memory and build a memory palace

Chapter 10 Coordinate System Archer
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Looking at the white sugar that was made with great effort in front of me.

Wu Wen's confidence instantly exploded.

Although such a large piece of brown sugar only produced a small amount of white sugar in the end, its value has increased by more than a hundred times.

Ever since Wu Wen started tinkering with making white sugar, Master Zhu Jiu had been watching silently from the side without disturbing him.

It was not until Wu Wen finally made white sugar that Zhu Jiuye walked forward in amazement, dipped a little with his finger and put it in his mouth to taste it. He found it delicate, sweet and fragrant.

"Awen, you actually know how to make this frosting candy!?" asked Master Zhu Jiu in surprise.

Wu Wen scratched his head and pretended to be dumbfounded and said, "I remember my family did this when I was a child. I just wanted to try it, but I didn't expect it to be successful."

Hearing this, Master Zhu Jiu asked again: "What did your family do before? How did you end up here?"

Master Zhu Jiu asked this question when he first met Wu Wen, but Wu Wen evaded the question at that time.

"I forgot. I only remembered this when I saw brown sugar yesterday." Wu Wen replied blankly.

Master Zhu Jiu looked at Wu Wen, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes. He sighed again and did not continue to ask questions. He only lamented that he was so pitiful that he could not even remember his own life experience.

"What are you going to do with these frosted candies?" asked Master Zhu Jiu.

"I plan to sell some and eat the rest myself," Wu Wen answered truthfully.

Hearing this answer, Master Zhu Jiu was a little confused: "From what you said, you don't plan to turn this frosted candy into a business?"

"Ok!"

Wu Wen nodded.

"The benefits are too great. As the saying goes, a man is innocent until he is found guilty. It's ok to use it to improve your life, but if you want to get rich from it, it will probably only bring disaster."

Hearing this, Master Zhu Jiu showed a smile of relief and appreciation on his face: "Misfortunes often come with blessings, and blessings often come with misfortunes. Ah Wen, you actually understand this truth, it's really good."

"No way!" Wu Wen smiled modestly.

The reason why he had this realization was because he had seen too many tragic stories about this.

What is money? A naughty boy with gold, without power, can only wait to be harvested by the powerful.

Moreover, white sugar is a good thing. It can be used for many purposes besides eating.

Next.

Wu Wen turned all the remaining brown sugar into white sugar, and then stored it in a sealed porcelain bottle.

He didn't need to buy candy to exchange for money for the time being, because he had the silver cakes given by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as a reward, so he was not short of money.

Every time he eats, Wu Wen will add a little bit of sugar to the rice. In addition to serving as a seasoning, it also becomes the main source of energy for his body.

A blink of an eye.

More than a month passed quietly.

During this period, Wu Wen was immersed in this comfortable and peaceful life every day.

this day.

The sun is just right.

Wu Wen was busy turning over the herbs that were drying in a winnowing basket on a bamboo rack.

Suddenly, a tall figure rushed into the yard.

Wu Wen turned around and saw that the person coming was an acquaintance, the hunter Zhou Da Kui.

"Zhou Da Kui? Why are you here?"

"Haha, Mr. Wu, long time no see!"

Zhou Da Kui strode towards Wu Wen with a strange object in his hand. It looked like the skeleton of some creature, with a series of vertebrae and ribs on both sides, shaped like a giant scorpion.

"What is this?" Wu Wen asked curiously.

"Didn't Master Jiu say last time that if my father killed the big beast, he should keep the tiger bones? Look, this is the tiger bone!" Zhou Da Kui proudly shook the tiger bone in his hand.

Upon hearing this, Wu Wen immediately came forward and carefully observed this rare tiger bone, and couldn't help but sigh:
"Wow, this is tiger bone! It's so rare to see it!"

"Master Jiu, Master Jiu!"

Zhou Da Kui shouted loudly a few times, but when he saw that Zhu Jiuye did not respond, he turned around and asked Wu Wen.

"Is Master Jiu not at home?" "Master Jiu is out seeing a patient. He should be back soon." Wu Wen explained.

"Then I'll wait for him. My father has a few words for me to pass on to Master Jiu."

As he spoke, Zhou Da Kui walked to the bench and sat down, placing the tiger bone in his hand beside him.

"I'll get you a glass of water."

Wu Wen scooped a bowl of water and handed it to Zhou Da Kui, then went about his own business.

Zhou Da Kui took the water and drank it all in one breath.

The waiting time was a bit boring.

He turned around and looked around.

When he saw Wu Wen's bow hanging on the wall, he asked curiously, "Young Master Wu, how is your archery training going?"

Wu Wen replied without turning his head as he sorted the herbs: "I don't have time, and no one taught me, so I haven't started practicing yet."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Come on, I'll teach you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Da Kui immediately took off his bow and arrow, and regardless of Wu Wentong's disagreement, he dragged him into the yard and taught him some basic methods and techniques of using the bow.

Zhou Da Kui stood behind Wu Wen, helping him hold the bow with both hands and adjust his posture.

"First, stand with your feet shoulder-width apart and lean forward slightly."

Zhou Da Kui adjusted Wu Wen's standing posture as he spoke.

"The hand holding the bow should be relaxed, but not too loose. There should be some strength."

"The hand pulling the string should exert even force, and the eyes should be fixed on the target, without distractions."

After practicing Crane Form Boxing for more than a month, Wu Wen has greatly improved his coordination and control over strength.

Following Zhou Da Kui's instructions, he tried to pull the string and aim. Although his movements were still a little unfamiliar, he had already mastered the basic skills of archery.

"Not bad, not bad! Young Master Wu, you are quite talented!"

Zhou Da Kui looked at Wu Wen's performance and praised him.

The arrow was shot out, but unfortunately it did not hit the bull's eye that Wu Wen was aiming for.

"Haha, it's normal to miss the first time. Try again."

Zhou Da Kui beside him laughed.

Wu Wen shook his head, feeling somewhat unwilling, and walked forward to pick up the arrow. Then he bent the bow and drew the arrow again, aiming at a protruding branch on the outer wall about five steps ahead.

He concentrated intently, his eyes sharp, as if he saw a data chart unfolding before his eyes.

With himself as the center, the arm holding the bow as the horizontal axis, the body as the vertical axis, and the bull's eye in front as the destination.

He adjusted his breathing rhythm, felt the strength in his hands, observed the degree of bending of the bowstring, and the height of the arrow...

Landing point distance = (initial velocity square × 2 × sine of the angle) ÷ gravitational acceleration.

A series of information was quickly processed in his mind, and through calculations, he seemed to have seen the parabola formed after the arrow was shot out.

Another arrow was shot out and hit the center of the branch in front.

"color!"

Seeing Wu Wen hit the target, Zhou Da Kui shouted loudly as if he was even happier than Wu Wen.

"One more arrow!"

Zhou Da Kui ran forward, picked up the arrow and handed it to Wu Wen.

Wu Wen took the arrow and drew his bow again.

This time, he didn't need to perform any complicated calculations. He just copied the previous movements, re-assumed the same posture, and adjusted his mentality and state.

The arrow was shot, and although there was a slight deviation, it finally hit the target steadily.

Just when Zhou Da Kui was about to cheer again.

Suddenly, Master Zhu Jiu walked in from the courtyard gate with a gloomy face.

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(End of this chapter)