I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Chapter 3 Advanced, Chopping

The fonts in front of Xie Yuan changed.

[Chopping wood: (1/1000)]

In an instant, Xie Yuan seemed to have ten years of experience as a woodcutter. He knew exactly how to use an axe and how to find the weak points of a tree.

With ten years of experience in chopping wood and felling trees, he must have swung that axe countless times, as if it were an extension of his arm and he could use it at will.

[After a long time of swinging the axe, you suddenly realize something and understand "chop and chop".]

Feeling the skills appearing out of nowhere in his mind, Xie Yuan blinked.

So amazing?

The pile of firewood in front of him was no different from before, but in his eyes now, the grain of each piece of wood revealed the nature of the firewood. He naturally knew which one was good and which was bad, and how to chop it to save effort.

Xie Yuan took out a piece of firewood, placed it on the stool, and chopped it down with the axe.

The firewood was split into two halves. The cross-section was not smooth but very flat, completely different from the previous time it was chopped and the debris flew all over the yard.

Xie Yuan found it a little unbelievable:

"Chopping wood for three days and suddenly you become an old woodcutter?"

It seemed as if he had known these skills since he was in his mother's womb.

More importantly, he could now pick up the axe and lift it up and down with ease, seemingly without any effort at all.

He used the axe as easily as with his own arm, and naturally found the most labor-saving way.

"Can it be considered 'Axe Mastery' now?"

Xie Yuan pondered and said:
"But, you've learned 'hack'? What is that? I already know how to hack with an axe. Why do I need to learn it..."

Thinking of this, he suddenly became thoughtful and looked down at the axe in his hand.

Then, Xie Yuan took another piece of firewood, stood up, raised the axe with both hands, took a deep breath, and chopped it down fiercely.

The axe blade was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly, as if a streak of cold lightning flashed across the yard.

With a bang, the firewood and the wooden block underneath were split into two halves.

Xie Yuan was leaning on his axe, breathing heavily.

He felt like most of his strength had been drained away, but the effect of this blow surprised him.

The wooden block used for chopping wood was brought back by his elder brother Xie Lun. It was as big as a millstone and as high as a calf, so that it was convenient to chop wood without having to bend over every time.

Such a big wooden block had not been broken even after so many years of felling, but just now, he chopped it into two halves along with the firewood with one axe!

"This 'slashing' method can greatly utilize my strength and the power of the axe. Doesn't this count as a martial art?"

Xie Yuan suddenly became excited.

Martial arts!

It is said that those in the surrounding villages and towns who spent ten or even dozens of taels of silver to learn martial arts could only practice the basic techniques.

In addition to the entry-level techniques, there are also training methods, maintenance methods, fighting methods and killing methods, that is, martial arts.

If you really want to learn martial arts, you have to be a core member or direct disciple of a martial arts school. It is not something that can be acquired with just a few dozen taels of silver.

So now I can learn martial arts just by chopping wood?

Good, you understood it well!
I have a really high level of comprehension!

After three days of chopping wood and making a hundred percent progress, Xie Yuan transformed himself into an old woodcutter and mastered the skills of using an axe.

Let’s not talk about this ability!
Xie Yuan was in high spirits for a long time, chopping all the firewood from the bald tree in the yard as if it were his game, and then paused.

"Eh? I'm an old woodcutter now. I'm still chopping wood from this bald tree? It's not appropriate."

His eyes lit up, and he kicked away the firewood on the ground, making a path, and walked excitedly towards the back mountain.

The Xie family lived on the hillside, and he didn't walk far before he entered the woods.

Xie Yuan didn't dare to go deeper, but he was very familiar with this forest and walked in one direction with a clear goal.

After a while, looking at the tall iron poplar in front of him, Xie Yuan gestured with his axe, revealing his white teeth:

“It seems like it can be cut.”

The iron poplar tree is chopped into firewood, which is durable, burns very vigorously, is very warm, and does not produce much smoke, so it is very popular.

But the trunk of the iron poplar is very hard, and it is not only very strenuous for the woodcutters to chop it, but they may also break the axe if they are not careful.

That is a matter of livelihood and cannot be taken lightly, so there are usually few people in a village willing to cut down the poplar trees.

However, in Xie Yuan's eyes, this iron poplar is not so strong in every part. As long as you find the right position and know some techniques, you can chop it down without damaging the axe.

It just so happens that he has the skills, but the only problem is that he still lacks strength...

"We can try 'chop'." Xie Yuan pondered.

The "chop" just now required him to use all his strength at once, which was very consuming and could not be used for felling trees - this technique did not seem to be originally used for felling trees;
But if he could control himself, not use so much strength, and just use the force, wouldn't he be able to do it more times?
feasible!

Xie Yuan blew on his hands, held the axe in both hands, got into position, stood firmly, and chopped with all his might.

Duo, Duo...

After a while, with Xie Yuan's final powerful chop, Tie Yang slowly fell to one side, hitting the ground with a bang, startling many flying birds.

Become!

Xie Yuan smiled from the bottom of his heart.

If you chop down this big poplar tree and sell it all as firewood, you can probably have enough to eat two meals of meat!
There is no such thing as a bald tree. It can't compare to it.

Even his brother Xie Lun rarely cut down this iron willow before, and no one would touch it unless they were an experienced woodcutter.

But now, he could easily cut down a poplar tree after only three days of chopping wood.

Looking at the subtitles floating in front of him, Xie Yuan felt full of motivation.

"If one hundred points is so impressive, surely it will soar with one thousand points?"

As I progress higher and higher, can I become the God of Woodcutters?

Xie Yuan split the iron poplar into several small pieces on the spot, pulled a few pieces back, and then chopped them into fine firewood in his own yard.

After only half of the work was done, Xie Yuan was already sweating profusely. He could only say that he was worthy of being Tie Yang, and it was still hard work.

He packed a backpack and wanted to send it to Li Lan and the others.

"Lanhua and her family are saving money. In addition to the firewood I sent them, Shitou went to the mountain to pick up some firewood himself. The weather is cold now, so burning some iron poplars will keep the house warm and Tiger Boy won't be frozen..."

However, before leaving, Xie Yuan turned around and changed direction.

After entering the village and turning a few corners, Xie Yuan knocked on a door.

The dark-faced man who opened the door looked at Xie Yuan and was stunned for a moment:
"Yuanzi? What are you doing here... Oh, I told you last time that my wife is a baby and can't stand the smell of cigarettes, so I won't buy any."

The man was a little impatient and was about to close the door.

Xie Yuan stopped him and said with a smile:

"Brother Zhu, this is my iron bark. It doesn't produce much smoke and it's burning well. My sister-in-law is in confinement, doesn't she need to keep warm?"

Zhu Dongming's eyes widened when he heard this:
"Tie Yang? Let me see... it's really him! Yuanzi, when did you go to chop down Tie Yang? Aren't you afraid of getting your axe rolled up? With your physique, you can actually chop down Tie Yang..."

He muttered something, and Xie Yuan just smiled and asked:

"Brother Zhu, do you have any pheasants or anything like that recently? I'll trade this firewood with you."

Zhu Dongming is a hunter in the village. He has good skills and can often hunt wild game, which is a major source of meat for the villagers.

Zhu Dongming slapped his thigh:
"I just happened to catch a pheasant yesterday. Just wait!"

He went into the house, and after a while he came out with a pheasant with a long tail:

"Look at him, he's alive and kicking! In exchange for this basket of firewood, you're in luck!"

Xie Yuan lowered his eyelids, untied the backpack, and dumped the firewood in a corner of Zhu Dongming's yard. Then he took the pheasant and said with a smile:
"Then thank you, Brother Zhu!"

"Okay, if you have good firewood, bring it to me. I don't want my child to suffer from the cold!"

When Zhu Dongming saw that he agreed, his expression became noticeably softer.

Xie Yuan nodded and left with the pheasant.

In fact, this basket of firewood should be more valuable than this skinny and small pheasant, so Tieyang will not have to worry about no one wanting it.

However, Zhu Dongming is a big hunter in the village and he is strong. Other hunters listen to him and even Zhang Laoer and his gang will not mess with him.

There is no harm in getting on good terms with him; and there is no standard scale for bartering in the village.

Eat meat!
After Xie Yuan left, Zhu Dongming looked at his back, then looked at the firewood under his feet, and said to himself:

"This kid is really capable."

"Zhu Dongming! Hurry up and close the door! Do you want to freeze me and your son?"

A high, shrill voice came from inside the door. Zhu Dongming was startled and picked up a pile of firewood and went into the house:
"Come here, look at the firewood I got for you and your son!"

Everyone knows that the most ferocious hunter leader in the village is afraid of his wife.

But Zhu Dongming himself doesn't think he is afraid of his wife, he just gives in to her.

Who asked her to give birth to a son for him!

(End of this chapter)