Drive to the Tang Dynasty, where supplies are refreshed daily!

Let's discuss this in silence, as outlined in Article 74!
"Yes, the rest is not important because there are alternatives. The outer plastic part can be made of wood or bamboo without any problem. Whether the telescope can see far depends on the quality of the glass inside."

Li Shimin and Qin Qiong, among others, also heard this and were quite surprised.

These were things they didn't know before, and they were quite surprised by.

"I see!" Li Shimin pointed to the binoculars around Xiao Ran's neck. "Nephew, let your uncle take another look."

Xiao Ran took it down and handed it to Li Shimin.

Xiao Ran knew Li Shimin's identity, and Li Shimin also knew that Xiao Ran knew his identity.

But no one pointed it out, and things remained the same as before.

Li Shimin rode his horse while looking through a telescope.

"Uncle, whose house is this around here?" Xiao Ran had previously thought that many places were public, but later realized that he was overthinking it.

Whether it's a pond or a forest, these are precious natural resources that cannot be public. The better the place, the less likely it is to be ownerless.

"This is my family's," Cheng Yaojin said with a smile.

It's the same in every era: a small group of people at the top control the vast majority of resources.

Soon the group arrived in the mountains.

They need to keep a slight distance; Xiao Ran's horsemanship skills prevent him from riding too far in, so he can only stroll along the roadside.

Since Xiao Ran wasn't going, Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaidao naturally couldn't go either.

Li Shimin did not leave, but stared intently at Xiao Ran.

There was no indication that the telescope was intended for Xiao Ran.

They didn't speak, nor did they leave.

Just watch!

Xiao Ran understood Li Shimin's meaning perfectly well, and took the bow down, saying, "Here!"

I can't accept it!

"Haha, it has to be you, kid!" Li Shimin took the compound bow.

I just felt that Xiao Ran's products were easy to use, and in fact they really were.

Li Shimin, Cheng Yaojin, and Qin Qiong left, leaving behind Xiao Ran and two other young men.

"Tie Niu?" Xiao Ran looked at Cheng Chumo, remembering that there was such a person in a TV series.

"Young master, my name is Cheng Chumo!"

"Oh, it's Lao Mo!" Xiao Ran looked at the young man, Qin Huai, and said, "Huaiyu?"

"Brother, no, it's Huaidao!"

TV dramas have ruined me!

Xiao Ran was speechless.

Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaidao sensed that Xiao Ran was acting strangely.

Qin Huaidao is young, only seven or eight years old now.

Qin Huaidao is the eldest son and will inherit Qin Qiong's title.

Although we are all young people, the generation gap is quite large, and we really can't find any common topics to talk about.

It's just riding around on horseback.

After a while, Xiao Ran felt uncomfortable sitting down. "Let's go for a walk."

"Alright!" Cheng Chumo nodded. "Young master, slow down!"

Xiao Ran jumped down immediately, afraid of getting caught in the stirrups. He had seen similar scenes in movies and TV shows, and he was a little scared.

Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaidao were taken aback.

"I'm afraid it will get stuck on there," Xiao Ran said with a smile.

"It shouldn't be a problem. Young master, if you suddenly jump down, you might startle the horses," Cheng Chumo said with a smile.

"Brother, are you very skilled in martial arts?" Qin Huaidao suddenly asked.

"Huaiyu, why do you ask that?" "Brother, Huaidao," Qin Huaidao reminded him, "I feel that brother's skills should be quite good."

"It's alright. Although I didn't know how to ride and shoot before, I did learn some other things." Xiao Ran was very confident in this regard.

Much stronger than ordinary people.

Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaidao were both descendants of military generals, so they must have learned this skill as well.

"Since we're just idling around anyway, why don't you give it a try, young man?" Cheng Chumo became interested, knowing that Li Shimin and the others wouldn't be back anytime soon.

"Sure!" Xiao Ran also wanted to try it out.

The group tied the horses to the side to graze, and Xiao Ran took off his coat and threw the Zhenli sword from his waist onto his clothes.

Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaidao looked at each other and realized they didn't recognize them.

Xiao Ran was worried about carrying the self-defense item, not to protect himself from Li Shimin and his group, but from the large animals in the mountains.

The area around Zhongnan Mountain is densely vegetated, so it's possible that a large insect might crawl out.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Chumo's eyes lit up. He immediately tore open his outer robe and threw it on the grass, revealing his strong arms.

Having practiced spear fighting with Cheng Yaojin for many years, his shoulders and arms were full of solid muscles, and he stood there like a piece of blue stone half buried in the ground.

"Young man, don't regret this!" He cracked his knuckles as he cracked his knuckles. "My father said that martial arts skills aren't about fancy moves; the real skill is being able to take someone down!"

Xiao Ran felt that this was indeed something Cheng Yaojin would say.

"We're all brothers, let's stop here!"

"Don't worry, young master, I will go easy on you."

Xiao Ran joked, "Old Mo, if you put it that way, I'm going to take it seriously."

"Young master, please!" Cheng Chumo felt that Xiao Ran was not as good as himself.

Xiao Ran nodded, but his feet were slightly apart and his knees were slightly bent, assuming the starting stance of military boxing.

To Cheng Chumo, this posture was particularly strange. It was neither like the fighting stance of soldiers, nor like the open-chested martial arts style. Instead, it looked like a raccoon that was about to pounce forward at any moment.

"watch out!"

Relying on his youth and strength, Cheng Chumo was the first to rush forward, his right fist whistling as it struck Xiao Ran's face.

He throws punches with sheer force, his arms swinging like a windmill. This is the "Monument-Opening Fist" style passed down in the martial arts family, which emphasizes using brute force to overcome skill.

Xiao Ran did not take the punch head-on. He lightly touched the ground with his toes and slid half a foot to the side and back as if blown by the wind. This was the "sliding step" in Sanda. While avoiding the punch, his right hand shot out like lightning. It was not to hit, but to lightly tap the "numb tendon" on Cheng Chumo's elbow with the heel of his palm.

"hiss!"

Cheng Chumo suddenly felt his entire arm go limp, and the force of his punch instantly diminished by half.

While he was still in a daze, Xiao Ran had already moved closer to his side, bent his left arm, and pushed him outward with the tip of his elbow against his chest, while at the same time, he quietly hooked his right foot around the ankle of his supporting leg.

The two movements were so fast that Cheng Chumo felt a tightness in his chest and suddenly stumbled, falling backward onto the grass with a thud.

"This..." Qin Huaidao stared wide-eyed.

Cheng Chumo often sparred with his guards at home, and no one had ever been able to bring him down so easily.

Xiao Ran handled everything with ease from beginning to end.

“I was careless just now, young master, try again.” Cheng Chumo stood up.

Cheng Chumo roared and pounced, his left arm blocking Xiao Ran's chest while his right fist struck Xiao Ran's face with the force of someone accustomed to wielding a long spear.

Instead of retreating, Xiao Ran advanced, taking a half-step diagonally with his left foot, just enough to avoid the punch.

His right hand followed closely, gripping Cheng Chumo's wrist and twisting it outwards—this was a modern grappling technique called "joint lock," using Cheng's own momentum to deflect the force.

Cheng Chumo felt his arm being twisted like a pretzel, and he groaned in pain.

Before he could react, Xiao Ran's left elbow had already struck his ribs, while simultaneously sweeping his foot down.

"Thump!" Cheng Chumo fell heavily to the ground. Just as he was about to struggle, Xiao Ran's knee pressed lightly against his chest, his fingertips against his throat, the force just right.

Cheng Chumo's strength is not bad, but he has never encountered someone like Xiao Ran.

It was a bit too much to guard against. I had underestimated him before, but I didn't expect Xiao Ran to be so skilled.

(End of this chapter)