Soy milk, fried dough sticks, hot dry noodles

Chen Sansi traveled back to the chaotic end of a dynasty, thankfully with the hardworking system by his side.
He originally wanted to hunt to earn money and someday go to the Martial Arts Hall to learn some basic fist and foot techniques, aspiring just to be an ordinary rich man.
Yet, fate had other plans. With officials imposing heavy taxes and the Martial Arts Hall bullying the citizens, he had no choice but to enlist in the army to survive, becoming an archer.
From "archery (entry-level)," he worked tirelessly up to "operating a ten thousand weight bow, where arrows cannot be dodged," taking the heads of enemy generals from a hundred miles away!
From "basic soldier's spear technique," he worked tirelessly up to "National Guardian Dragon Spear, growing more valiant with each battle," standing firm with a spear on horseback, alone turning back the Enemy Army of a million!
Years later, Chen Sansi, having campaigned in the south and battled in the north, was truly invincible under the heavens, commanding two hundred thousand of the Iron Cavalry.
Watching his subordinates forcibly ascend him to the throne and become emperor, he felt quite helpless: 'You... you have really caused me trouble!'


My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Chen Sansi saw Zhao Qiao and several others lifting a goat, it seemed that today's harvest wasn't too bad.


"That's a deer, and it's an Exotic Beast!"


Wu Da craned his neck, "How much silver would that fetch?"


Upon reaching the tavern, Chen Sansi was invited into a VIP room to slowly settle accounts.


Deer blood wasn't easy to preserve, so they left behind five kilograms.


The best parts of the antler were all taken.


There was only one heart, which they also took.


Each type of animal had valuable parts that differed; for example, the gall of the White Deer comparatively wasn't worth much, and such internal organs were all sold off.


Chapter 51: Longqing Year Fifty-Seven