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These days, Yuanqing has been thinking about how to make some money. Not only did he want to help his aunt share his worries, but his pills can only be used for three months and he had to prepare them himself after three months. However, those medicines are extremely expensive, so how can he afford to prepare them without making money? He planned to ask his grandfather Yang Su for money. Except for his grandfather Yang Su, who cares about him in the family? But his self-esteem makes him unable to prescribe this, and he wants to rely on himself.

He had thought about making some small inventions, but it was unrealistic to think about it. On the one hand, he could not do it himself. On the other hand, he was only eight years old after all, and his social background was different. Whether the Sui Dynasty could accept things from later generations was the same thing.

The most reliable thing is to make money by relying on his martial arts skills. Yuan Qing had already thought of a way, and he was going to wait until the weather was warmer and then start implementing it.

As soon as Yuan Qing walked into the yard, Niu Niu, who had sharp eyes, saw the black-cornered bow on Yuan Qing's back at a glance, and her eyes lit up, "Brother Yuan Qing, whose bow is this?"

"Of course it was the new bow given to me by the master. I don't use the old bow easily, so I will give it to you!"

Yuan Qing took off the black bow and pulled the bowstring. He heard a muffled sound of "天!", which was very powerful, and he liked it very much.

"Very good!"

Niu Niu jumped up in joy and ran towards Yuanqing's room. She had long wanted a bow, but the price of the bow was too expensive. The cheapest bow cost thirty yuan, which they couldn't afford.

In the fifteenth year of Kaihuang, Emperor Yang Jian issued an order to collect weapons from all over the world, and not allow private casting by the people. Although weapons are also sold on the market, those are official weapons, monopolized operations, and the prices are very expensive. Poor people like them cannot afford them.

Shen Qiuniang came out of the kitchen and smiled and said, "You are not yelling to be hungry? Judging from your appearance, you should have had a meal with the master. Do you want to eat a little more?"

"Auntie, no, my stomach is already full!"

Yuan Qing scratched his head again and said, "Aunt, the master is going to go to war tomorrow, and he may not come back for a year or two. I will practice my own martial arts in the future."

"Can you practice your own exercises?" Shen Qiuniang asked worriedly.

"no problem!"

Yuan Qing patted his chest, "I will have time to do something for my aunt in the future. Aunt, I will do my homework first."

Yuan Qing took the horn bow back to her house. Shen Qiuniang looked at the child she raised, remembering the little guy she first met five years ago. Now she has grown so tall. She is filled with relief. Children from poor families have long been the ones. This sentence is a good thing.

In the room, Niu Niu had already taken Yuan Qing's old bow from the wall. It was a five-dou bow. Niu Niu was still struggling to use it, but she could barely pull it away. When she saw Yuan Qing coming in, she said impatiently: "Brother Yuan Qing, let's go out to practice arrows!"

"Go out after writing the words, Niu Niu, have you finished your homework?"

"I've finished it long ago."

Niu Niu blinked her big eyes and laughed, "How about I help you, let's hurry up."

Yuan Qing secretly looked at the kitchen. My aunt was still busy and didn't notice them. He nodded and laughed in a low voice: "Okay, please help me write, use my handwriting, I'll finish the book."

"Don't worry! I'll imitate your words long ago."

Niu Niu took Yuan Qing's writing book and went back to her room. Yuan Qing sat down and opened the "Sun Bin's Art of War" to recite it. This was actually Zhang Xutuo's arrangement, and Shen Qiuniang was responsible for supervising him, which was very strict.

Yuan Qing's room was very small, which was equivalent to seven or eight square meters in later generations. He put a bed and there was an old nanmu box at the head of the bed, which was also his desk. In addition, there was a small bookshelves that Chen Qiuniang used wooden boards to nail him. There were more than fifty books on it, all of which were copied by Chen Qiuniang herself. She thought that it was good for her children, so she would copy one more book.

As the sky gradually became dark, Niu Niu sneaked over and stuffed him the homework book that he had finished writing, "Brother Yuanqing, have you memorized the book?"

Yuan Qing nodded, "It's already done, what is my aunt doing?"

"Mom is copying books, let's practice archery!"

Yuan Qing shook his head, "Where is the arrow?"

Niu Niu was stunned, yes! Yuan Qing only had three arrows in total, how to divide it? One arrow costs twenty yuan, and they couldn't afford it. She scratched her head, "Or, I'll use one arrow, you use two arrows."

Yuan Qing shook his head. The three arrows were archers and arrows. He needed to ride the bows and arrows now. Zhang Xutuo only gave him a bow, but did not give him an arrow. He smiled and said, "We won't practice arrows tonight, I'll take you to a place."

“Where to go?”

"Don't ask, just follow me."

Yuan Qing took Niu Niu to the yard and shouted, "Auntie, I'm done my homework, I'll take Niu Niu out for fun."

"Don't run far, come back early!"

"Know!"

The two ran out of the yard, ran eastward, and soon came outside the wall of the Yang family's martial arts training ground. Niu Niu seemed to understand and said happily: "Brother Yuanqing, are we going to practice archery inside?"

Yuan Qing knocked her head, "Little idiot, we don't even have a bow, what arrows are you shooting? Don't ask anything, come with me!"

Yuan Qing was like a monkey, and he climbed up the tree with one slight slanted, and climbed up the wall with two strokes. Niu Niu was as light as a swallow, faster than Yuan Qing. The two of them jumped into the martial arts training ground with two small figures running towards the martial arts training hall in the distance.

It was already dark at this time, and the gate of the martial arts hall was closed, and it was pitch black inside. There was no one. Yuan Qing had known that there was no one here at night, and there were two servants guarding the gate at the gate, but the gate was still fifty steps away from the martial arts hall, and they were behind the martial arts hall, and the servants guarding the gate could not see them at all.

Yuan Qing pulled out a thin little dagger, and with a "click!", he pried open a window, and he jumped in gently. Niu Niu didn't know what he was going to do, so he followed him in.

When Yuan Qing was five years old, he knew the martial arts hall very well. The martial arts hall was empty and wide enough to accommodate four or five hundred people practicing martial arts at the same time.

There are three wing rooms on the west side of the martial arts hall, one is a dressing room for changing samurai uniforms, one is a rest room, and the other is a weapon room. Yuan Qing’s goal is a weapon room, but the weapon room is in the middle, with no windows, only a door in the lobby enters and exits.

The door is locked with a chain iron lock. After tightening the door, a half-foot-wide crack will appear. Adults cannot get in. Yuan Qing is tall and strong, but Niu Niu can squeeze in. This is why Yuan Qing brought Niu Niu here.

"Niu Niu, go in!" he whispered.

Niu Niu suddenly understood what Yuan Qing meant. She was so scared that she covered her mouth, saying that she was asking her to steal something!

Niu Niu was so scared that her face turned pale, "No! Mom knows that she will beat me to death, and she will beat you to death."

"Oh! You little fool, we won't steal swords. Just go and find two new arrows in the corner of the arrows."

"But, what should I do when my mother asks?"

"Auntie asked, and I said it was given by the master, and my master has already gone to war, so my aunt has no way to verify it. You go quickly!"

"Then... can your master give you another sword?"

Nuoniu's eyes showed a look of desire. She was learning martial arts with bamboo swords. She dreamed of having her own sword, but they couldn't afford it. A sword costs at least twenty yuan.

Yuan Qing gently pinched her well-behaved nose and smiled, "Yes! Go and choose the one you like."

A sly smile appeared in Niu Niu's eyes and slowly crawled into the weapon room through the crack of the door. She first looked for two pots of new arrows in the corner of the wall, and then searched on the sword stand for a long time. Finally, she found a light Yue Girl sword and crawled out of the crack of the door.

"Let's go!"

The two little guys disappeared silently in the dark lobby. Since the weapons in the weapons room were all public utensils, no one paid attention to the few things. It was not until a month later that someone discovered that there was a missing sword. As for two pots of arrows, no one noticed it at all.

The key is Chen Qiuniang's side. Yuan Qing bit him to death and Zhang Xutuo gave him before leaving. The sword was also a farewell gift from Zhang Xutuo to Niu Niu. It was reasonable, and Chen Qiuniang actually believed it.

In the room, Yuan Qing took out one arrow after another and checked it carefully. One pot of arrows was thirty, two pots of arrows were sixty, all of which were standard riding bows and arrows, three clusters of arrows, and good feathered arrows. They were exquisitely crafted and had never used them. With these two pots of arrows, he could make money.

But he still has to wait until the ice and snow melts.

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Chapter completed!