My 1978 Hotel

Chapter 5: Carrying manure is a technical job, what happened to the last magazine?
'Do you want to start the manure-carrying challenge?'

What is that? Li Feng only heard a mechanical sound in his mind. He was shocked and stunned for a moment. What was going on? What the hell?
'Host, do you want to start the challenge of picking up feces?'

'Host?'

What's going on? Li Feng is not unfamiliar with this term. After all, he occasionally reads novels. "System?"

"Host, please choose, accept the challenge or reject the challenge?"

'Countdown 3...'

"Accept accept."

Although Li Feng was not sure what the significance of this challenge was, he thought that if he completed the task issued by the system, there would be rewards and he might even be able to go home.

As for other things, Li Feng no longer cared about them. Excitement, excitement and nervousness filled his heart.

No one knew what this so-called system was, but it seemed to know the doubts of the host, Li Feng, and soon a stream of information was transmitted to Li Feng's mind through the system.

Li Feng only felt a tingling sensation in his body, and some more information appeared in his mind.

"Time Travel Junior Edition?"

"Opening a time-space hotel, are you here to experience travel?"

"Does that mean that now that the experience is over, I can go back?"

Li Feng was filled with a huge surprise, and he almost jumped up with excitement. He felt alive in an instant. It was great, he could go home. Although Li Feng accepted the reality of traveling to the year 78, it did not mean that he did not want to go home.

"Hey, I chose the difficult experience, how come I didn't know that?"

"You can bring a few items with you, but I'm not allowed to bring any. Are you kidding me?"

Li Feng felt that he had been cheated by this so-called elementary version of the space-time hotel. It would have been nice if he could have brought some items with him, at least some food.

It’s a pity that when Li Feng questioned the system, the answer it gave was Li Feng’s default choice.

At that time, Li Feng recalled that he seemed to have been electrocuted and fell into coma. This was considered as default. Damn, this system seemed to be a bit deceptive.

"The host accepts the challenge of carrying manure for ten days. Rewards will be issued based on the completion of the task."

"Mission progress 0%..."

"Are you okay?"

Han Anmin patted the shoulder of Li Feng who was vomiting. This was probably the first time he saw a cesspool. This was a bit difficult to deal with. What should he do? After all, it was not a good time to change jobs at this time.

"It's okay, Captain, I'm fine."

Li Feng was so focused on completing the mission and returning home that he seemed to ignore the stench around him. Perhaps this was the terrifying power of internal motivation.

"It's okay."

Han Anmin was helpless. This was his responsibility, so what else could he say? Instead, Wu Gou sneered. "Little white face, how are you? Are you done vomiting? Why not vomit into the pit? You can add some manure."

"okay."

Han Anmin glared at Wu Gou. "Hurry up and get to work."

"I just want to teach these city people how to work."

"You taught me how to use it. I was the one who taught you how to carry manure."

Han Anmin could see what Wu Gou was thinking, but Li Feng really needed to be taught a lesson. Expecting him to carry manure when he had never even seen a manure pit was like expecting a woman to give birth to a child when he had never even married her.

This is not the 21st century. Even people in cesspools can give birth to children, let alone unmarried women.

"You've never carried manure?"

"No."

He has never really carried this, but he has lifted water. He has only seen people carrying water and manure, and he has done it, but he is not very proficient.

"This is a bit troublesome."

"How about this."

Han Anmin said, "Pick less first, half a bucket first. Anyu, go pick some pumpkin leaves."

"okay."

"Picking pumpkin leaves?"

"I'll put it in your bucket later so that the shit won't splash out when the bucket shakes."

"That's it."

Li Feng was delighted. He didn't expect that pumpkin leaves had such wonderful uses.

'Task progress 1%'

"Huh, covering the manure with pumpkin leaves, is this also considered part of the manure-collecting mission?"

Surprised, Li Feng hurriedly asked, "Captain, do you have any other tricks? You know this is my first time carrying manure."

"A good trick, that's hard to say."

Han Anmin was scratching his head. He'd be a good shoveler, but teaching a student was a challenge. Wu Gou had been beating and kicking Li Feng, and Li Feng was from the city, so he wouldn't be able to resort to force. It was really difficult for him. How could he explain it?

"I remembered."

Han Anmin slapped his forehead. He remembered a rhyme about carrying manure. This was a good idea. "I remember there was a rhyme about carrying manure. How do you say it..."

"Brother Anmin, is it that the young educated youth is carrying manure? It's so strenuous to shake it from side to side, and it's spilled all over the ground. The dogs love it and it stinks." Wu Gou laughed as he carried the manure water. Li Feng rolled his eyes speechlessly. "As expected, you like it."

"What do you mean?"

Wu Gou didn't react for a moment, but An Yu, who had just picked some pumpkin leaves, was overjoyed. "Hahaha, Brother Gouzi, he was scolding you. Dogs love to eat shit."

"Ah, you little white face, who are you scolding?"

"I'm not scolding you, you're scolding yourself."

Li Feng will not tolerate him, barking like a dog, haha.

"You..." "Okay."

Han Anmin glared at Wu Gou, knowing he disliked Li Feng, but he was in the middle of a serious matter, wondering why he was interrupting. "What's that? By the way, take neither too big nor too small steps, switch shoulders and don't relax, walk steadily uphill or downhill, and don't spill the manure, showing your true skill."

"Hahaha, isn't this what you teach little kids?"

Wu Gou was carrying the manure while talking, and he was really steady. He could even spray manure from his mouth while carrying hundreds of kilograms of manure. Li Feng had to admire him.

"Little white face, I'm leaving first."

"Ignore him."

Han Anmin said in a low voice.

"Captain, why do I feel like he's always targeting me?"

"Oh, it's a long story."

Han Anmin briefly told Li Feng what had happened. It was nothing more than that Wu Gou fell in love with a girl and ran away with the educated youth.

"Well, no wonder."

Li Feng was going to ignore the poor dog, fearing it was just a lapdog. Unfortunately, he didn't even get to eat the shit. "Captain, tell me again, is there anything else to consider when picking up manure?"

'Task progress 10%'

Li Feng gained confidence after seeing such great progress with just one formula. Han Anmin saw that Li Feng was willing to learn, and as the deputy captain, he definitely had the responsibility to teach Li Feng. However, Li Feng still made a fool of himself as soon as he started.

Although Li Feng was mentally prepared, problems arose as soon as he put the carrying pole on his shoulder. Han Anmin and the others were very steady, but the carrying pole on Li Feng's shoulder kept sliding down like a naughty child. He could only jog forward with his neck hunched, and the dung bucket swayed even more when he took it.

"Slow down, it's straining your shoulders."

"Don't hold on with your hands, it's putting strain on your shoulders."

Everyone yelled. Fortunately, Li Feng wasn't carrying much manure, and with the pumpkin leaves, not much spilled. Plus, the light weight allowed him to hold on quickly. "Take steady steps, don't strain your shoulders, and don't use your hands to hold on."

"try again."

Li Feng gritted his teeth. The progress bar barely moved, figuring he hadn't figured out the right way to carry the manure. "Take your time," Han Anmin said. It was clear that Li Feng was doing well for the first time.

Although Han Anmin was anxious and wanted to kick Li Feng a few times to make him wise up, carrying manure was a technical job that could not be learned in a short time.

What frustrates Li Feng the most is the group of little brats chasing after him, chanting the manure-carrying song that Wu Gou taught him. "Little educated youth carrying manure, shaking it left and right is so strenuous, it's all over the ground, the dogs love the stink."

"Go, go, go and play somewhere else."

"System, system."

Li Feng was exhausted after three attempts, and the progress bar only moved forward 5 percentage points, now at 15%. "Is there any quick fix?"

Well, if there's no movement, then there's nothing. Li Feng was helpless. His shoulders were rubbed raw from the morning's work, and his legs and feet were stained with manure. "I didn't expect carrying manure to be so difficult?" No wonder it was a challenging experience.

Hostel experiences are divided into ordinary experiences, which do not issue tasks and have no rewards. Technical experiences are optional experiences with rewards.

After returning home, Li Feng took off his clothes first. The smell was terrible and he had to wash them thoroughly. Just as he was about to wash them, Daya grabbed the clothes and was about to carry the broken wooden door to the river.

"Da Ya, let me wash it."

"Dad, I can wash."

Daya insisted that how could a man wash clothes? It was a woman's job. Although there was no mother at home, there was still her. "Then be careful, the water's edge is slippery."

"Ah."

Li Feng gave the clothes to Daya and found some ragged clothes to wear. Alas, he shouldn't have worn his own clothes in the morning.

'Task progress 18%.'

Alas, if we follow this pace, we may not be able to finish it in ten days, it's too difficult. "Er Ya, okay, go play." Er Ya shook her head. "My eldest sister asked me to give Dad a massage."

"fine."

My shoulder hurts so much, it's purple and blue, and the skin is broken. This damn manure-carrying job is really not a human job. It's so difficult. I should have known not to accept the task earlier. "System, is there any other way to increase the task progress?"

'Can open virtual space'

'Virtual space?'

Li Feng thought to himself, what the hell is this? But the system said it was useful, so it must be possible.

'Virtual manure-picking space opens'

'Host, please complete the task of carrying feces a thousand times'

Damn it, Li Feng understood why it was useful. It was a completely realistic simulation. It was really annoying. The pain felt the same a thousand times. It was almost fatal.

"Oh, no, I'm going to die."

Li Feng felt like he was going to die before he had even completed the hundredth attempt. His shoulder was already worn to the bone. It was inhumane that he was still being asked to continue the mission. However, he did gain something from it. Li Feng had already gained some experience.

For example, when carrying manure, the pace should be moderate, neither too fast nor too slow, so that the manure bucket is better balanced and there will be no splashing of manure or falling of the shoulder pole. In addition, a moderate pace can also help improve efficiency. Appropriate speed and pace will reduce the overall time and physical energy consumption, and will be more conducive to maintaining physical strength and mental concentration, avoiding fatigue and anxiety caused by too fast or too slow.

In addition, Li Feng has already mastered the method of carrying manure and water with his shoulders as the center, and he can also do it by switching between his left and right shoulders. This can prevent one shoulder from being too tired. When the left shoulder is tired, he can switch to the right shoulder, and when the right shoulder is tired, he can switch to the left shoulder, taking turns left and right.

Then there was the uphill and downhill climbs. Although he hadn't completely mastered them, he had some understanding of them. After a hundred attempts, Li Feng had accumulated a lot of experience, which he had persisted in until he could no longer hold on after about the 350th attempt.

"Stop for now and continue when you come back in the evening."

After leaving the virtual space, Li Feng lay on the bed with a tired look on his face. The experience he had just gained in the virtual space instantly increased the progress of the task by nearly 30%.

'Task progress 45%'

Great! Li Feng was delighted that his efforts had finally paid off. He just didn't know what the reward was. Yes, without asking the system what the reward would be for successfully completing the skill experience challenge, Li Feng suddenly became excited.

'It's best to eat it.'

I was so hungry. I just came back and Li Feng ate two cornmeal steamed buns directly. Nothing dog would eat anything. What smells like shit? Damn it, I am a dog now.

Daya's eyes turned red when she saw Li Feng wolfing down the steamed buns. Her father was most reluctant to eat these, but now he was so tired.

After Li Feng finished eating, he remembered that there were only three steamed buns. He finished two, and the two children could only share one steamed bun with wild vegetable soup. Li Feng didn't like other foods now, white flour, rice, he insisted that the two children eat the savory and spicy ones, at least to fill their stomachs.

(End of this chapter)