Chu Shaoyang never knew that setting up a tent was so difficult. He was so busy that he was sweating profusely, but he still couldn't finish it.
He had never needed to do this kind of thing before. His men could quickly pitch a large and stable tent. But when it was his turn to do it himself, he realized that pitching a tent was much more difficult than practicing martial arts. .
Either the east side was built and the west side fell down, or the front side was built and the back side collapsed.
"Damn it, what's going on with this damn tent? What kind of bullshit did that bastard butler prepare for me!"
Chu Shaoyang was messing around with it and couldn't get it right. He was so annoyed that he wanted to kill someone. The first person he wanted to kill was the housekeeper who prepared these things for him!
All the trusted black-armored soldiers he brought out this time were killed by the Qianmian Gongzi's "Tiannu Sanhua". The only people in the house were the servants he bought together with the house. None of them could be trusted by him. His identity was hidden. , naturally you won’t bring these wastes with you.
But now that he encountered such trivial matters in life, he realized that there were things in the world that he couldn't handle.
"Let me do it."
Suddenly, a soft and clear voice sounded behind him. He turned around in surprise and saw Shen Ning standing behind him with a smile on her face, covered in sunset glow.
When did she come over, he didn't notice at all!
Martial arts practitioners like him are always surprisingly sensitive to danger, especially looking behind their backs. Once someone approaches, they will unconsciously feel danger and their bodies will sound an alarm.
But she had actually come within three feet of him, and he didn't even react. This was enough to show that he had subconsciously lost his guard against her and had lost his vigilance, which was why he let her approach him so easily.
Chu Shaoyang was stunned for a moment. He watched in a daze as she walked up to him and took the tent-building tools from his hands.
"I can pitch a tent."
Shen Ning said.
She had been watching the carriage for a long time, and she really couldn't stand it anymore. She couldn't complain about Chu Shaoyang's clumsiness, but the two maids looked obsessed and kept praising him.
"Master is so capable!"
"The way the master sets up the tent is so charming!"
The two people praised each other one by one, which made Shen Ning's ears feel calluses.
capable? After being busy for half an hour and not even setting up a tent, how can you be called competent
charming? How charming is his clumsy, sweaty look!
She didn't bother to pay attention to the two maids who only looked at the superficial appearance, jumped out of the carriage and walked over.
If she doesn't take action, Chu Shaoyang won't be able to set up this tent until tomorrow morning.
"You know how to pitch a tent?" Chu Shaoyang opened his eyes wide and looked at her in disbelief. How could she do something that he didn't know how to do
"Yes, I will."
Shen Ning said briefly.
Coming from modern times, she has experienced many wild survival adventures. Setting up a tent is just a piece of cake for her. She is not the kind of lady who was raised in an ancient boudoir and has no way out. I have eaten and been tired of everything.
Although this ancient tent is not exactly the same as the modern one, the principles are not much different.
Shen Ning took it in her hand and looked at it for a few times, then she had a rough idea in her mind, so she started working on it.