Start with a photographic memory and build a memory palace

Chapter 7 Modeling, Rollback

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It’s been a dusty journey.

After returning home, Wu Wen first went to check on the laying hens.

Perhaps it was because he hadn’t taken good care of her in the past two days, but the hen only laid one egg, which he happily put away.

Then he sorted out the collected herbs and lay down on the bed to rest.

"Ouch, I'm so tired!"

Just lying there, I unknowingly had already reached evening.

I got up, lit the fire, cooked some rice soup, and added an egg to it for dinner.

Rest overnight.

The next day.

Wu Wen just felt refreshed and full of energy.

Facing the rising sun, he and Master Zhu Jiu started practicing Crane Form Fist in the courtyard.

"Yes, there has been some progress, but I am still a long way from truly understanding the essence of it."

Seeing that Wu Wen's boxing skills had improved, Master Zhu Jiu nodded with satisfaction.

Morning exercise is over.

Wu Wen began to process the herbs he had picked yesterday.

Time flies and it's noon again.

Looking at the endless things in front of me.

Wu Wen couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

This really proves the old saying: If you want to work, there will be endless work to do; if you can endure hardship, there will be endless suffering to endure.

However, just as the thought of being lazy and slacking off flashed through his mind, he immediately shook his head and put this unrealistic idea behind him.

This is not the modern times he is familiar with, but the ancient Tang Dynasty.

Everything he does now is to survive in this strange era.

Thinking back to the first few days after I arrived, if I hadn’t tried my best to perform, I would have left this small courtyard long ago and would have had no place to stay.

"Let's cook!"

Go to the kitchen, light the stove and cook rice porridge.

While waiting for the rice porridge to cook, Wu Wen had nothing to do, so he went into the pharmacy again and got a piece of straw paper.

Soak it in water, then gently pick it up, carefully feeling the weight and texture of the paper in your hand.

He closed his eyes and a three-dimensional human-shaped image emerged in his mind, also slightly bending and stretching his arms, simulating the action of holding wet paper in his hands.

Wu Wen carefully felt the changes in the strength in his body and kept every subtle feeling in mind.

Movements, expressions, breathing, muscle tension, body relaxation...

As information gradually merged, the three-dimensional human image in his mind gradually became closer to Wu Wen's current image.

This is a new way of playing that he developed.

Relying on the ability to remember everything at a glance, I sketched out the picture in my mind, and then input various information gained from observations and experiences, so that the picture in my mind gradually becomes richer and more complete.

This is equivalent to drawing a model based on the data, and then observing, simulating, or even deducing.

This will help you grasp the essential meaning of Crane Shape Boxing in a more profound and specific way.

However, this kind of gameplay has a very demanding prerequisite, which is that the thinking logic and calculation ability must be able to keep up.

This is the only way to ensure that the model built in the mind is accurate and matches the actual actions perfectly.

Fortunately, Wu Wen had some basic knowledge of advanced mathematics and painting, but even so, he sometimes felt like he needed to grow a brain because the process was too difficult.

He must be extremely focused; even the slightest negligence or carelessness will result in the failure of the modeling in his mind.

But fortunately, Wu Wen has the ability to remember everything he sees, which is simply a perverted skill.

It was like a rollback function. As long as he could remember what the modeling looked like before the failure, he could quickly rebuild it in his mind. Therefore, Wu Wen was like a careful craftsman, meticulously carving every detail in his mind.

Through continuous revision and improvement, this model becomes closer and closer to reality.

Gululu~Gululu~
The rice porridge is cooked. Although the lid has not been opened, the aroma is already filling the air.

Wu Wen served it out and called Jiu Ye to come and eat.

Swish~ Swish~
Just like before, Jiu Ye held the bowl and drank the rice porridge along the edge of the bowl.

Suddenly he said, "After dinner, come with me to Chang'an City."

"what?"

Wu Wen was stunned at first, then secretly delighted in his heart, as he had never been to Chang'an City. Finally, he asked doubtfully, "Master Jiu, what are we going to do in Chang'an City?"

Swish~ Swish~
After drinking two more mouthfuls of porridge, Master Zhu Jiu said, "Sell some of the medicinal herbs at home. We don't have much corn at home, so we need to buy some back, otherwise we will run out of food."

Hearing this, Wu Wen couldn't help but look up at him.

There really wasn't much corn left in the kitchen, probably only enough for four or five meals.

Wu Wen has always been the one who cooks, and Jiu Ye almost never gets involved. I didn't expect that he knew all this.

The two of them finished their meal.

Wu Wen cleared the dishes.

Jiu Ye went to the pharmacy to pack up some precious medicinal materials.

"Let's go, go early and come back early."

Chang'an City is not far from Zhujia Village. If you set out at noon, you can be back before dark if you go and come back quickly.

Arrived outside the city of Chang'an.

The first thing that catches your eye is the tall and majestic city walls and the magnificent city gates.

At the city gate, elite soldiers stood tall, holding spears, ready for battle, controlling the main roads in and out of the city gate. Their eyes were sharp, and they were always alert to everything around them to ensure the safety of Chang'an City.

Is this the Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty, the future center of the world?
Wu Wen looked up at Chang'an City, as if he could already see the scene of all nations coming here to pay tribute in the near future.

After passing the guards’ inspection, he entered Chang’an City.

What comes into view is the bustling scene in the city.

There are shops lining both sides of the street, displaying a dazzling array of goods that are dizzying to look at. There is an endless stream of pedestrians and cars.

Master Zhu Jiu led Wu Wen through the crowd with ease and came to a herbal medicine shop.

This herbal medicine shop is quite large, with various herbs placed on the counter, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.

"Master Jiu, you are here!"

As soon as the owner of the herbal medicine shop saw Mr. Zhu Jiu, he immediately greeted him warmly, as if he was an old acquaintance.

"Well, I'm here to sell some medicinal herbs again today."

Master Zhu Jiu responded with a smile, then handed the herbs he brought to the shopkeeper for review.

The shopkeeper carefully checked the quality of the herbs and nodded with satisfaction from time to time.

At this moment, Wu Wen was like a curious baby, looking around, full of curiosity about everything around him, and couldn't help but take a second look at everything he saw.

Hmm? Literature Museum?
At this time, Wu Wen suddenly found a sign hanging on a building not far away with three big words "Literature Museum" written on it.

Of course, he was very familiar with the name of the Literary Museum.

This was an institution specially set up by Qin Wang Li Shimin in order to gather talents from all over the world, to entertain and absorb knowledgeable people from all over the world.

"Master Jiu, I want to look around!"

Wu Wen thought for a moment, then whispered to Master Zhu Jiu.

Master Zhu Jiu looked back at him, thinking that he might not have been to Chang'an City before, so he acted so curious and everything he saw was new, so he nodded: "Don't run too far, I'll wait for you here."

Hearing this, Wu Wen nodded in agreement, stepped out of the pharmacy, and then walked quickly towards the Museum of Literature.

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(End of this chapter)