Chapter 7 Who says women are not qualified? After being confused for a while, Gu Chan lowered her head and whispered to Zhao Erniu. "Put me down first! I feel so uncomfortable." Zhao Erniu quickly put her on the ground, then grabbed her right palm with both hands and examined it carefully over and over again. After checking, he confirmed that there was no sign of burns on Gu Chan's entire right palm. It was just because the pig iron was too hot that the burned skin turned a little red. But this redness does not affect the skin on Gu Chan's palms, which is enough to prove that she does have a strong physique. Gu Chan subconsciously looked towards her right pocket, thinking that the two loaches in her pocket were the cause of the trouble. But in fact, she didn't know that the two loaches were sleeping soundly at the moment and did not help her at all. Zhao Erniu squatted down and looked at Gu Chan seriously. "Although you look thin and small, you are a good candidate for cultivation. Although I used to be a hunter, I also know a little about cultivation. If you don't want to become my disciple, I will teach you how to practice physical skills." "What is physical training?" Gu Chan asked. She had no memories of this body, so naturally she didn't know about the cultivation in Tiancang Country.
Zhao Erniu patiently explained, "In our Tiancang Nation, only some men have the qualifications to practice. For example, strong people can practice physical skills, but not every strong person has the qualifications to practice physical skills." "Correspondingly, people with sharp ears and eyes can practice the art of detection, which can be used for long-distance communication and to spy on the enemy. People who are good at making weapons can practice the art of forging, which can be used to refine extremely powerful magic weapons. These three arts have nine levels. Once they are cultivated to the peak, one person can defeat thousands of troops." "So that's how it is!" Gu Chan felt relieved, and the doubts in her heart were slowly resolved. She asked how the soldier who had captured her suddenly became as strong as the Hulk. Judging from Zhao Erniu's current explanation, that soldier must have been practicing physical skills, otherwise his body would not have become so strong all of a sudden. Thinking of this, Gu Chan's eyes turned, "Can girls also practice these three techniques?" Zhao Erniu shook his head, "Women have no qualifications and cannot practice. They can only bear children for men." "..."Gu Chan. After all this time, Gu Chan finally realized that this world is very magical! Women don't have the aptitude to practice cultivation and are simply unable to practice cultivation. It's no wonder why women have such low status. This is unfair, who says women are not qualified? Isn't she a woman? She can grab red-hot pig iron with her bare hands, nothing will happen! Gu Chan has made the decision! In the future, she must break this one-sided situation and improve the status of women in this world. Zhao Erniu obviously didn't realize that Gu Chan was a girl, and asked hopefully, "How old are you this year?" "Seems to be around ten years old!" Gu Chan was ambiguous. She didn't know the exact age of this body, but judging from its physical development, it should be around ten years old. Zhao Erniu nodded, "That's perfect. From birth to the age of thirty-five, men in our Tiancang country will undergo a aptitude test every five years. Once the aptitude is discovered, it will be vigorously cultivated. The higher the aptitude, the higher the status and the more rights are granted. You will worship me as your master in the future. If I cultivate you, my status will also rise accordingly!" "Oh! After all this time, you are doing this for yourself! I really thought you admired me so much!" "I admire you very much!" Zhao Erniu smiled awkwardly, looking guilty. Gu Chan sneered, "Forget it! I am not worthy of being your apprentice."
"Boy, you don't want to accept my toast, right?" Zhao Erniu's expression suddenly changed, and it really changed faster than turning the pages of a book. Gu Chan glanced at him and immediately felt disgusted. This person obviously has a problem with his character. You must never take him as your master, otherwise you might end up being sold out and foolishly help him count money. Gu Chan refused directly and cruelly, "Please go back! I still have to work as a blacksmith, and I don't have time to chat with you." "Okay, if you don't take me as your master, don't regret it. Later, I will make you beg me to be your master." Zhao Erniu said cruelly. "Hehe...you big watermelon, you're dreaming! Ha!" Gu Chan waved her hand in annoyance, turned around and walked back to the shop to continue forging iron. Zhao Erniu glared at her, his face full of indignation. At this moment, he really wanted to beat Gu Chan up, but he was afraid that others would say that he was bullying the weak, which would be bad for his reputation. Besides, it wouldn't do much good to harm a rare talent like Gu Chan. In the end, Zhao Erniu had no choice but to leave in disappointment. Before leaving the door, he still couldn't help muttering a few curses, looking quite angry and humiliated. Gu Chan ignored him and continued to forge iron. About an incense stick of time later, Zhang Wanshan finally came back. As soon as he entered the house, the old man's face was gloomy. It was obvious that he had not had a good time with the village chief. Gu Chan stopped and asked, "Grandpa, what did the village chief say?" "No...it's okay..." Zhang Wanshan walked to the back of the shop in a daze and continued forging iron without saying a word. Gu Chan said cleverly, "Grandpa, is this about the head tax?" "Zhao Erniu told you?" "Not only did he say that, he also wanted to take me as his disciple! I rejected him, and he was very angry." Gu Chan grinned. Zhao Erniu sighed, "This is terrible. The village chief said that we can keep you, but at the end of the month, we have to pay the fifty-two head tax ourselves. The village won't give us a penny. I was counting on Zhao Erniu to speak well of us! Oh! How did you offend him?" Fifty taels? This Tiancang country is really trying to kill people! In such a poor village, every person had to pay a head tax of twenty-five taels of silver. Oh my god! Gu Chan was so confused at the moment. But she also understood that being anxious was not the solution, so she could only calm down and comfort him, "It's okay, Grandpa, don't be afraid, we'll make iron first and sell it at the market tomorrow. If the money is not enough, we can find another way!" "Yeah, there's nothing we can do. We still have three days left, so let's take it one step at a time! If we can't collect enough money after three days, we can only say that we are not destined to be together." Zhang Wanshan sighed with a bitter face. After that he stopped talking and just concentrated on forging the iron and sword. Gu Chan felt very uncomfortable seeing how desperately he was fighting. At the moment, it is probably not possible to earn enough 50 taels of silver for tax and the future living expenses of the two of them with just these few pieces of iron tools. This means that she will have to find a way to make more money at the market tomorrow.
"It seems that I have to study carefully tonight what is wrong with my body and see if I can increase my strength. If so, I might be able to make more money at the market tomorrow." After thinking for a while, Gu Chan made a decision in her heart. From the time she traveled here until now, she had no time to explore the changes in her body. Now that she has finally settled down, she must understand herself. After all, this is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Only if you become stronger can you survive well. (End of this chapter)