Era: Starting with the struggle to refuse being taken advantage of

Chapter 144 Target Practice
It must be said that Wang Chengpeng is knowledgeable about education. Under his guidance, the probability of Wang Meiyan being deceived plummeted, and she often ended up being tricked by him.

Looking at the road that had been restored to its original smooth state, Wang Chengpeng thought to himself that his five hundred yuan was well spent.

Not only did he earn a good reputation for contributing to the village's production and development, but he also built an extremely comfortable road on his own homestead.

Compared to the bumpy, overgrown area of ​​a few days ago, this place is completely transformed, and you can even ride a bicycle without feeling any bumps.

Seeing the two siblings returning together, especially with all the delicious ingredients on Wang Chengpeng's bicycle, everyone greeted them sincerely.

Wang Zidong casually remarked, "So much meat, so much meat! Looks like we'll have lots of meat to eat tonight."

"Tsk tsk tsk, just thinking about yesterday's dinner makes my mouth water."

"Look at that fine pork belly, I wonder if we'll have braised pork tonight? You know, the last time I had braised pork was the last time..."

Accompanied by the sound of slurping saliva, Wang Zidong's words immediately attracted Ding Jiayong's attention.

He scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and asked, "Brother Dong, what you just said was true?"

"The meal we treated everyone to last night not only included meat, but a lot of meat?"

Wang Zidong glanced at Ding Jiayong with annoyance and said, "You really don't know how to enjoy your good fortune. You insist on suffering losses even when you have none."

"My words may be false, but can the white pork be faked?"

"If we hadn't prepared a lot of meat last night, we wouldn't need to buy so much meat today."

"I told you about this yesterday, but unfortunately, someone doesn't seem to believe it."

Meat, I want to eat meat.

I want braised pork!

With a fawning smile, Ding Jiayong said obsequiously, "Brother Dong, wasn't it because I was blind to your greatness yesterday?"

"Do you think Peng's family is short of people today? If they are, I'll come and help out. I just need to be fed like everyone else."

Having overheard this, the others couldn't contain themselves any longer and began to volunteer.

You guys, if I don't give you a little challenge, you really won't know where the real good places are.

Although Wang Chengpeng told Wang Zidong that the more people the better, Wang Zidong decided to keep them hanging on, given their behavior yesterday. He hesitated for a moment and said:
"Are you all going to participate in building the house? That would be too many people."

"How about I talk to Brother Peng and see if we're still short of people?"

"However, I think even if we are short of people, we should prioritize finding more diligent people. After all, food costs money, and we can't waste money hiring people who don't do their jobs."

Ding Jiayong immediately patted his chest and assured him, "Getting things done? I'm the best at that!"

"Don't worry, it's just repairing the land and building a house, I'm a first-rate expert."

"Brother Dong, you just watch and see how efficient I am at getting things done."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Jiayong used both hands and went all out, working frantically.

As for the others, seeing how lazy Ding Jiayong was, they were afraid they wouldn't get any meat, so they all started working hard.

Thanks to the efforts of these people, today's work was completed an hour earlier than yesterday.

Wang Zidong readily agreed and recruited all of them into the construction team to help Wang Chengpeng's family build a house.

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On the other side, accompanied by a muffled gunshot, Wang Chengpeng also began his target practice for the day.

Thanks to Wang Chengpeng's advance planning this morning, Xie Feiyue rushed to Wang Chengpeng's side as soon as he finished his production task to start instructing him on marksmanship. Looking at the three scarecrows standing in the distance, Xie Feiyue thought to himself that Wang Chengpeng was indeed well-prepared.

After demonstrating the shooting motion once, Xie Feiyue handed the shotgun to Wang Chengpeng and said:

"These are roughly the movements. The more precise the movements, the higher the precision."

"However, whether you can hit the target depends on many factors. You need to practice more to improve your accuracy."

"Try shooting at the target once, just make the motions but don't pull the trigger."

"I will correct your movements based on your technique, and you can try shooting again once your movements are completely correct."

Nodding in agreement, Wang Chengpeng raised the shotgun, mimicking Xie Feiyue's demonstration.

It must be said that Wang Chengpeng's hands are really steady. The heavy shotgun seems to have no weight in his hands, and it does not affect his movements at all.

Not only that, Wang Chengpeng instantly found his rhythm, aimed at the target, and seemed ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

Just then, Xie Feiyue's voice came from beside Wang Chengpeng, saying:
"Excellent, truly excellent."

"To be able to grip the gun so steadily and grasp the key points of aiming so quickly, you really are a born warrior, the kind who can pick up a gun right away on the battlefield."

"Follow your instincts. From the first bullet, your instincts will tell you what to do next."

Without hesitation, Wang Chengpeng decisively pulled the trigger.

With the gun shaking violently, a bullet was fired at the scarecrow in the very center.

However, Wang Chengpeng's seemingly sure shot failed to hit the scarecrow's chest at all.

If we use the ten-ring standard, Wang Chengpeng's shot would at most be a double ring, barely missing the target.

Just then, Xie Feiyue's voice rang in Wang Chengpeng's ears again, saying:

"Don't be discouraged. In this kind of windy weather, it's already pretty good that the first shot didn't miss the target."

"The reason I made you fire the gun even though I knew there would be an effect from the wind was to make you understand the importance of external factors."

"How to balance external factors and find the right angle to strike at the heart of the prey is something you need to figure out yourself."

"I brought you a lot of bullets. Try different methods, and you'll eventually find the one that suits you best."

"You can only be considered barely qualified when you reduce the deviation to within 30%."

"The targets of the hunt are all large wild animals, and it is not necessary to hit the vital points completely, so a 30% error is perfectly acceptable."

Thinking back to the thick-skinned wild boar he had seen the previous night, Wang Chengpeng thought to himself that a 30% margin of error wouldn't be enough to kill the boar.

After quickly loading the second bullet, Wang Chengpeng fired a second shot.

Four rings!

After practicing drawing targets in the air, Wang Chengpeng was able to calculate his score based on the bullet's impact point. Compared to his previous shooting, he had made significant progress this time.

Load bullets, fire, load bullets, fire...

Wang Chengpeng practiced for an entire afternoon until his arms were numb from the vibrations, at which point he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​continuing training.

Shaking his head slightly, Wang Chengpeng murmured, "It took me an entire afternoon of practice to stabilize at around the sixth ring. That's incredibly inefficient."

(End of this chapter)