Interstellar: Start as a cleaner.

Chapter 682 Rabbit Public Enemy
Inside the tent, there are benches built with wooden boards, from low to high from the front to the back, forming a 270-degree stand. In the middle is also a wooden platform with a cabinet for performances on it.

A magician wearing a hat and dressed elegantly was beginning his performance on it.

This guy has a white shirt inside and a black jacket outside.

I saw this guy rolling up the sleeves of his black jacket to show everyone that his hands were empty.

But the sleeves were rolled up and then down, rolled up and then down.

Then the magician pulled hard, and the sleeve of the black coat fell off, revealing a bare arm, but with a dove in his hand.

The magician let the pigeon fly away with a look of disgust.

Yang Bo could see clearly that the guy's sleeves retracted into his clothes in an instant.

It looks like this guy has prepared a mechanism inside his clothes.

Of course, understanding is one thing, and doing is another.

Yang Bo himself has the skill of a dynamic vision master, so he can still see this clearly.

In addition, there are lights arranged on site, after all, oil lamps were used in that era.

When the people around saw this scene, they all applauded and cheered, but Yang Bo's character didn't have time to applaud because he was still eating roast chicken, and there were also a lot of other people around him eating.

"Sir, we have some very unique tobacco here."

"Sir, these are dried fruits that are a specialty of the north."

"Sir, these are all kinds of jewelry from overseas in the south. They are beautiful and cheap."

"Sir, we still have a lot of secret medicines here." There were quite a few people coming to sell things, and they all seemed to be from the circus.

Not to mention that there are quite a lot of people buying these things. According to the audience, these snacks and specialties can only be found once a year.

Especially those who buy secret medicine, they said that they bought it last year and it works very well.

"Is there anyone who can treat the wound?" Yang Bo asked with an idea in his mind.

"Yes, yes, yes. We are out all year round and it is inevitable that we will encounter robbers or troublemakers and get hurt. Look at these scars on our hands. After using our medicine, the wounds will stop bleeding and heal quickly." The salesman quickly rolled up his sleeves, and sure enough, there were wounds on his arms.

"This one is sealed with beeswax. The red one can be eaten, and the yellow one can be squeezed and applied to wounds." 10 copper coins, a small rough wooden bottle with some round potions in it.

"We also have pain relief." The other party started selling again.

So I spent another 10 copper coins, and the two wooden bottles were not big.

Yang Bo didn't want anything that was sold later. It must be said that this magician was very good at it. Not only did he have rich movements and body expressions, but he also liked to play pranks. Although Yang Bo saw through his magic shows which were all tricks, this did not prevent him from receiving applause.

Two hours later, the show was over and I walked out of the tent.

Then the second magic show began. People around started talking about the show, and some even said they would let their families see it when they got home.

"It seems that there are no super powers in this world, at least I haven't discovered any yet." It turned out that Yang Bo came to see the magic not for the magic itself, but to see if there were any super powers. After all, the magic he heard from people around him was amazing.

"What exactly is the profession of a bard?"

"According to the description, it can greatly stimulate the fighting power of warriors or knights."

"Could it be that he has some spiritual abilities?"

"There are complete guides for the Warrior and Knight professions on the forum, but the Bard profession is very mysterious."

“Never mind. As long as I keep going, I’ll find the answer one day.” Then Yang Bo happily controlled the character to go back to sleep.

The next day, Monday, I followed the carving instructor to work, still doing my previous job. I would leave after finishing the work anyway, strictly following the instructor's rules and not watching how he carved.

Because Yang Bo wanted to control the game character, he went back to carve the stone balls to make money.

After entering the quarry, Yang Bo discovered that there were many things to pay attention to. Stones that were too hard could not be used as ammunition for the catapult.

Because if it doesn't break after being hit, it is easy for the opponent to pick it up and throw it back.

In addition, stones with cracks on them should not be used, because it is unknown how many years these finished products will be used, and they will easily crack once they are exposed to moisture or other factors.

The qualified stones in the quarry are used to make catapult ammunition, and the rest are made into required shapes to repair city walls or used by nobles to build castles.

The quarry was filled with the sound of clanging and rhythmic hammering.

"Little Handy, I saw you go to the market last night. Did you go to climb the black carriage?" A middle-aged man with bare upper body and wearing only shorts, with messy hair and a beard covered with white stone powder so that the skin color could not be seen, asked jokingly while skillfully hammering the chisel in his hand.

"No, did Uncle Walter go up last night?" Yang Bo knew that the black carriage the other party was talking about was the carriage that solicited male customers at the market.

"Neither do I. These are women in the city who don't have much business. The powder they put on their faces is enough for me to make pancakes at home. It's just that the lighting in the market is not good, and it's dark in the carriage." Walter shook his head.

"Walter, isn't it normal to be dark?"

"That's right, have you ever seen Bai?"

Workers from other quarries also made dirty jokes.

"Little Handy, don't get in touch with those women. Many of them have strange diseases. Save your money and find a decent girl in the future."

"Thank you, Uncle Woody."

"If I had money, I would go to the fourth tent. I heard that the nobles were holding a masquerade ball in there."

"impossible."

"How is it impossible? Those noble ladies and aristocrats you saw looked so impatient when they went in, and so satisfied when they came out."

"It seems that you can enter that tent if you have money?"

"As long as you have money, you can get in, so if I have money, I will go in and fuck those ladies hard." "Woody, you old pervert, you should have been a knight. Those strong and handsome young knights would have many ladies who would come to you on their own initiative."

"My choice was correct. Several of my fellow countrymen who wanted to be knights never came back after leaving."

"Hehe, if you go in there, those ladies will dislike you because you are not as strong as the young knights, and your things are relatively small." A worker nearby said while showing his little finger.

"roll……."

"Haha!" Everyone joked while working.

Yang Bo was also laughing, thinking that if he saved enough money, he would go in and let the clone enjoy it.

"Brother, work harder. When we become rich in the future, I will arrange several wealthy ladies for you." Yang Bo muttered to himself.

On Tuesday, I followed Bob to complete the work agreed last time and shared some cookies again, but this time I got 10 copper coins.

Of course, Yang Bo did all the dirty work, because Adam couldn't stand the smell of fertilizer, which was fermented livestock manure.

Bob praised Yang Bo generously.

I learn sculpture on Wednesday and gardening on Thursday.

Besides playing games and sleeping on the spaceship, Yang Bo also works out in his room, doing various fitness exercises.

These fitness movements are all taught online in this era.

He lives a very disciplined life, which makes the president who is observing secretly shake his head, but it is not surprising because he has been kept in captivity by the intelligent system for 18 years.

On Friday, Yang Bo took the dry food, water, and medicine he had prepared yesterday, found a sack and put it on his back. There was a leather bag inside the sack.

Then he took his bow and arrow and set off. Yang Bo had already asked the dean yesterday, and the dean directly gave him a wooden sign, allowing Yang Bo to hunt freely in the mountains behind. He also told Yang Bo the approximate way up the mountain and reminded Yang Bo not to get lost.

It was still dark when Yang Bo left the college.

After walking a short distance along the road, Yang Bo discovered rabbits in the farmland on the side of the road.

When the rabbit saw Yang Bo from afar, it immediately lowered its head and raised its ears high.

Whoosh! A stone hit the rabbit on the head. The rabbit jumped up, bounced twice on the ground, and then stopped moving.

The rabbit had no idea that its ears were betraying it.

Jump +1!

Yang Bo, who was picking up rabbits with a stone in his hand, saw another rabbit running away, so he threw another stone.

Jump +1!

"I understand now. Serious hunters disdain to hunt rabbits. The cost-effectiveness is too low, whether in terms of selling them for money or consuming arrows." After picking up two rabbits, Yang Bo figured it out.

As soon as the sun came out, Yang Bo returned to the college carrying a large sack.

"Handy?" Yang Bo heard someone calling him just after he walked a few steps into the academy.

"Adam!" Yang Bo nodded and greeted him. This buddy wasn't a bad person, but he was good at calculating and didn't think before he spoke.

"This... where did you get these things?" Adam was extremely surprised when he saw Yang Bo wearing leather armor and carrying a bow and arrow.

Bows and arrows and leather armor are not cheap and they look like good things for the military.

"This is my own!"

"I'll go report to the dean first."

"What is this big bag of yours?"

"Rabbit, I went outside and killed a wild rabbit."

"I'm afraid you're not smart enough. Isn't it a loss to kill rabbits with a bow and arrow?" Adam started to talk bad again.

"I brought a bow and arrow just to go hunting in the mountains, but I didn't expect there were so many rabbits here. I hit the rabbits with stones."

"Why do you want to report to the dean?"

"What else can I do? All these rabbits will stink. I can't skin them."

"Why don't you keep some for yourself?"

"I'll go see how much the dean can give me for one rabbit. Besides, rabbits are not as delicious as pheasants. I'll go see if there are any pheasants in the farmland later."

Adam looked at Yang Bo's back and muttered in his heart: "You still think rabbit meat is not tasty, as if you have eaten a lot of it."

Adam was waiting here, and 20 minutes later Yang Bo came back happily, and the sack on his back seemed empty.

"How much does the dean give you for one?"

"Six copper coins for each rabbit, no matter how big or small. It turns out that the city lord has been offering a reward for hunting rabbits, and one copper coin is given for each rabbit." Yang Bo did not expect that he could receive the task of killing rabbits here. For killing 6 rabbits, he would be rewarded with one silver coin, and for killing 100 rabbits, he would be rewarded with one gold coin. In addition, if he handed over the rabbit corpses, he would receive another copper coin subsidy.

“How much money do you make?”

"There are only 12 rabbits. It's mainly because they are too heavy to carry."

"..."

"So you earned 72 copper coins this morning?" Adam looked at Yang Bo in disbelief.

"Do you want to join us?" Yang Bo saw the free laborers in front of him. Yang Bo was not inferior to others in hunting rabbits, but running back and forth with more than a dozen rabbits weighing dozens of kilograms was very tiring. Although Yang Bo could not feel it, the game interface would prompt him.

(End of this chapter)