Chapter 36: Too light, too light, don’t take advantage of me!
To be precise.
Playing house might be a little too much.
After all, those two people must have practiced martial arts skills for a long time.
But the essence of the power-generating posture may take a normal person a long time to learn, but Chen Yun could almost learn it after just two glances.
And by taking the essence and removing the dross, we have integrated and mastered techniques that are more suitable for our own body structure and behavioral habits.
Just went through it in my mind.
I have copied the only thing worth learning from the two people in front of me.
Although it may be disrespectful to say so.
But Chen Yun realized it deeply.
Others need months, years, or even decades to hone their skills.
For him, it is just a matter of understanding it in one moment and learning it in the next second.
This is a chasm-like gap.
There's nothing he can't understand with his ultimate perception, and there's nothing he can't learn with his ultimate coordination and control.
Even very easily, he can update and iterate these things that can be seen at a glance.
But Chen Yun didn't say much.
He still has the same attitude and abides by his personality!
And on this basis, take the initiative to try to conduct more learning and research.
Be as unaffected as possible by the drastic changes.
Even though... he has begun to change faintly.
Silent.
He had watched the vaudeville troupe's final act.
Under the already dark night.
The surrounding lights illuminated the scene, complementing the circus' final curtain call fire-breathing performance.
Like the people around him, he gave the vaudeville group a warm applause for their performance.
But feeling the slightly noisy cheers around him, Chen Yun felt a contrasting calmness in his heart.
It's like being detached from the world.
The volume outside is 100 and inside it is mute.
Both go their own way.
Like two parallel worlds that run parallel but not overlapping.
Related, yet unrelated.
In a trance.
Chen Yun felt like he vaguely understood.
The meaning of the sentence "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself".
Gradually detachment.
Let him maintain a calm and calm attitude at all times and watch the world.
But this does not mean that he has lost the emotions that humans should have.
In fact.
Some emotions may indeed begin to be lost.
For example, appetite and sexual desire have gradually become less of a concern due to not trying them for a long time.
But some are further reinforced.
Such as curiosity and love of play.
Various comprehensive changes are affecting him little by little.
Was thinking.
Shiraishi's call brought him back to his senses.
"I'm not going back tonight. You can go back by yourself later. I will pay a few people to take away the table and the imperial chair."
Shiraishi waved his hand.
He signaled to Chen Yun that he didn't need to wait for him and could just go home by himself.
Clearly he had something else to do.
Chen Yun didn't care about this.
Looking at the surrounding audience who were leaving and the vaudeville group in front of them who were packing up their things.
Chen Yun suddenly asked: "Tell me, how much does their drum, urn, and golden hammer cost?"
Hear the words.
Baishi was stunned for a moment, looking at the drum, urn, and golden hammer not far away as big as a man's chest and fell into deep thought.
If you ask about the value of artworks and cultural relics,
As a former Jiangyang...
Ahem, as an excellent lawyer and art appreciator, I can speak clearly.
But this thing...
It involves his knowledge blind spots.
A modern handicraft that looks like a hammer...
Probably, based on the market price of iron?
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After some negotiation.
Chen Yun successfully grabbed the members of the juggling troupe who were about to leave and bought a 200-pound gadget called a drum, urn, and golden hammer for 3,000 yuan.
Judging from the price of iron, which is a few yuan per pound, it is probably a premium of two thousand, but considering the bonus of the production process, it is not bad.
Both parties are happy with this.
The juggling troupe expressed satisfaction that they still made money for their loving performance. It just so happened that they had long wanted to get a new chest-crushing boulder prop.
The visual effects and gimmicks of this 200-pound weight are enough, but the strongmen in the team have to work hard every time to lift some.
Then when smashing, make sure that the moment the stone slab breaks, the person lying underneath can get away in time.
Otherwise, even if it is not smashed, if this thing falls lightly, it will cause huge damage.
There is a lot of danger involved in every performance. This time it was helpful to make up my mind to change props.
Chen Yun was also happy that he successfully purchased this thing without much premium.
And the reason why I want to buy this.
Is it because Chen Yun suddenly became so curious, what would it feel like to wave this by himself?
Check it on Baidu Encyclopedia.
Exaggerated weapons like drums, urns, and golden hammers.
The practicality is not high, after all, its weight is a bit exaggerated.
The drums, urns, and golden hammers that appear in history and novels often weigh three hundred kilograms, and some can weigh eight or nine hundred kilograms.
This is not something humans can wield.
It usually appears in storytelling works and folklore, and it also appears from time to time in novels.
Almost all of them are the weapons of the strongest first-level generals.
If this big guy swings around.
When it hits you, the effect is the same regardless of whether you are wearing armor or not.
During various performances, it may be difficult to carry this thing around.
It stands to reason.
Chen Yun, who can throw the solid wood Eight Immortals table at home with one hand, shouldn't have a big problem wielding this drum, urn and golden hammer.
But a theory is a theory after all.
He still hasn't touched it.
And he really admired such a big toy.
Use it to hit weeds on the roadside.
The effect should be much better than that of a slender wooden stick, right?
Think so.
The circus troupe drove a van in the fleet, taking a van with a load of things and Chen Yun himself, and drove to the downstairs of Chen Yun's house.
The members of the circus troupe sorted out the drums, urns, and golden hammers from the things they had packed.
Just got off the car.
It can be vaguely seen that the van filled with things seems to be a little taller.
Seeing the two members of the juggling troupe struggling to place the drum, urn and golden hammer on the ground, Chen Yun politely bowed his hand to the person in charge of the juggling troupe in front of him.
"Thank you, then I won't send you off."
"I will go and cheer for you more in the future."
Chen Yun said to the members of the juggling troupe who thoughtfully sent him and the hammer downstairs.
"It's easy to talk, do you still need us to send it to you?"
The leader of the juggling troupe sitting in the passenger seat looked at Chen Yun and the hammer on the ground and asked kindly.
"It's okay, there's an elevator."
Chen Yun smiled slightly, grabbed the hammer handle of the golden hammer on the ground and picked it up.
There is no effort at all between the movements.
He didn't look red or out of breath.
He didn't lift or wave.
If you just pick it up, someone can actually do it.
Even if it's not too strenuous to pick it up with one hand like him, it's still understandable.
Those Olympic champions can still lift four to five hundred kilograms for a moment.
But if you wave it.
But that's a bit exaggerated.
So he just carried it quietly.
"Damn it, young hero, you have so much strength."
The leader of the juggling troupe sitting in the passenger seat first opened his eyes in surprise, as if he didn't believe that Chen Yun, who at first glance seemed to have no muscles, was so powerful.
But then.
Having been performing everywhere all year round, he understands that the world is a big place with many capable people and strange people.
He has seen many guys as strong as cattle.
Carrying two hundred kilograms of something for a moment is not an exaggeration.
I didn't pay much attention to it.
Of course, understanding is understanding, and surprise is still very surprising.
A serious person would be exhausted from carrying something weighing dozens of kilograms.
The strong man driving the car gave Chen Yun a thumbs up and said, "Brother, fierce!"
As a famous strongman from all over the country.
When he used to carry a hammer to break large rocks, he had to use both hands together, and his veins bulged before he could barely hold it up for a while.
Chen Yun smiled slightly.
After chatting for a while, they separated.
Chen Yun walked onto the elevator carrying a drum, urn, and golden hammer.
I had to be lucky that he was the only one in the elevator, otherwise he would definitely be overweight.
After returning home.
When no one was around, Chen Yun danced with the drum, urn and golden hammer in his hand.
The sound of this thing breaking through the air is enough to make anyone standing nearby tremble with fear.
But for Chen Yun.
I can't help but frown.
If you use Monkey Sun to complain.
Probably...
Too light! Too light! Don't take advantage of me!
(End of this chapter)