Godson?
A shabby steward from Tanfang in Chaishi City, imitating the master of a wealthy family and accepting his adopted son?
Bai Qi once heard that there was a rule in the city that no slaves could be kept in the homes of common people.
Many big houses use the name of their beloved son to cover up their affairs.
He is called an adopted son, but he is actually a domestic slave!
Let this old dog learn to use it!
"Brother Quan..."
Bai Qi narrowed his eyes and clenched the hand holding the money:
"This is not a small matter. Can you please allow me to go back and discuss it with my brother before I give you an answer?"
Yang Quan, who had a face full of flesh and looked like a black bear, readily agreed:
"Sure! Let's talk about it at the end of the month.
I think it’s not easy for you, Ah Qi, to make a living with your arrogant brother.
Lin Laoliu was also sincere. His mother-in-law had not left a seed for several years.
A godson can be regarded as a successor and can provide for him until his death.
Ah Qi, brother will never harm you.
When your little brother changes his surname to Lin, he will be able to eat not only big fish and meat, but also good rice and noodles.
It’s definitely better than suffering and being poor with you, right? "
After saying this, the gangsters following Yang Quan rushed to help -
"Yes, Manager Lin works as a plum worker in Chaishi Tanfang, and he is willing to adopt your sickly brother as his adopted son. It's a great act of kindness!"
"Three meals a day, eating good rice and noodles, how nourishing and comfortable you are!"
"Brother Quan is also taking care of you. If it were anyone else, there would be no way to identify him as a godfather!"
Everyone was talking and clamoring.
Bai Qi's face was expressionless, he just lowered his head and said nothing.
Seeing that the fire was almost done, Yang Quan patted his shoulder heavily with his big hand, and walked out of the shop with a long laugh.
"Ah Qi, listen to my advice. Don't touch the eggs with the stones. It's better to endure it for a moment than to lose your life."
Liang Sanshui listened to the conversation just now and sighed:
"Yang Quan probably took advantage of Lin Laoliu and came to be the middleman.
He has recently been eyeing the position of manager of Dongcheng City and is short of money to manage activities.
My arms can't twist my thighs, there's nothing I can do! "
Bai Qi still didn't say a word, turned around and thanked him, and left silently carrying the fish basket.
"Dad, Yang Quan is too domineering.
I knew you were here, but I deliberately pretended not to see you, and didn't even say hello. "
After Bai Qi left, Liang Sanshui put up his abacus and complained.
It turned out that there was a large rocking chair behind the wooden counter that was half a person tall.
There was a little old man with wrinkles sitting inside, swaying, his eyelids drooped, as if he was asleep.
"Chen Laizi's manager is fat and he is determined to win.
You are here to show off to us, so there is no need to act pretentious.
After all, it’s not that you have no future!
If you can't practice martial arts, you can only be a small manager who keeps abacus and bookkeeping.
I can't beat the evil wolf Yang Quan! "
Liang Sanshui was obviously unconvinced and whispered:
"What's so great about Yang Quan, isn't he just learning kite boxing?
It's all because of his father's reputation that he can dominate the market.
Let me tell you, Dad, work hard when you are young.
Just step on Yang Quan's father. Now, your son doesn't have to be ridden by his son! "
The old man raised his foot and kicked it, opened his eyes and cursed:
"You bastard! You talk nonsense!
There are so many thugs in the fish pen, but how many red sticks are there?
You have to train your muscles to perfection and have golden muscles and jade collaterals before you can sit securely! Do you really think it's easy?
After all, I played the 'Eagle Turning Eighteen Positions' in a decent way.
It's better for you, you are too lazy to learn boxing, stand still and complain, and you don't know who to follow! "
Liang Sanshui shrank his neck and quickly changed the subject:
"Ah Qi is also unlucky, having no parents to take care of her at such a young age.
Now I have met Lin Laoliu and Yang Quan, two bastards who are colluding with each other! "
The old man raised his eyelids and said regretfully:
“That kid is a good person, he has endured hardships and his body and bones are strong.
It's a pity that my parents left early and they are lowly fishermen.
It is most difficult to survive the hard work of raising a family in Heihe County. "
Liang Sanshui was silent and couldn't help feeling that his reincarnation was pretty good.
Otherwise, if you take a trip to the human world, you will suffer from old sins.
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"Shrimp head, come here."
With a large amount of money in his arms, Bai Qi found the shrimp head who was carrying fresh fish on the dock.
"Ah Qi? What's going on? I just heard someone said you got a big deal!"
Xiantou said to the guy next to him, and then ran forward excitedly:
"A ten-pound snakehead is worth a lot of money, right?"
Bai Qi smiled and said nothing. He squatted by the river and washed his hands with the shrimp head that was full of fishy smell:
"Let's go, I'll treat you to a nice meal and offer sacrifices to the Five Zang Temple!"
Being able to eat for free was a natural wish, so Xiantou immediately agreed.
The two of them found a cheap restaurant nearby.
I asked for a piece of plain meat, two plates of braised pork elbow, a plate of broad beans, and a large bowl of rice.
As the saying goes, a young man will eat a poor man.
Bai Qi and Xiatou were seventeen or eighteen years old, which was the time when their bodies were growing.
It's rare to eat meat, so I naturally immersed myself in cooking.
"By the way, your father planned to send you to a martial arts school before? How much does it cost to become a disciple?"
Bai Qi poured the oily soup into the bowl and stirred it with his chopsticks.
A bite of rice and a bite of meat is infinitely satisfying.
Fish, shrimp, and crabs can’t fill your stomach. If you want to have enough nutrition, you still have to add oil and water.
“My father inquired about many houses in the inner city. They were famous and had loud signboards, so they would definitely not be able to get in.
Just paying homage to the master for tea costs twenty taels of silver! "
The shrimp head was reincarnated like a starving ghost, only caring about eating meat, and said vaguely:
"I don't want to learn any great skills, I just need to know a few tricks to bluff people!
There are two martial arts schools in the outer city. Baihongmen practices 'Golden Cicada Kung Fu', and Songshan Men practices 'Panshi Fist'.
Becoming a disciple is not expensive, just five taels of silver.
Accommodation and meals are included, and the duration is three months.
Ah Qi, do you also want to learn martial arts?
According to me, it should have been like this!
If you are a fisherman, you will only get bullied. If you become a warrior, you will be called 'Master'! "
Bai Qi's eyes flickered, although he didn't know much about the details of the martial arts schools in Heihe County.
But he feels that most expensive things often have only one drawback.
That’s expensive!
Especially martial arts, a unique skill that allows one to make a living!
One tael of silver is equivalent to one thousand penny.
Of course, if you really exchange it with copper plates, you usually won't be able to get this amount.
After all, silver is rarer.
Become an apprentice in a martial arts school and serve tea as a filial piety.
Five taels of silver is probably the entry price.
If you want to practice powerful boxing and kicking martial arts, you definitely need more than this number.
"Which one did you originally want to go to?"
Bai Qi ordered a pot of crude tea and chewed crispy broad beans.
"Matsuyama Gate."
The shrimp head licked the rice grains in the bowl clean and touched his round belly:
"They teach 'Iron Crotch Kung Fu' there. My father said that if you master this, you will be able to please your mother-in-law and give birth to boys!"
Bai Qi's face twitched and he glanced at the shrimp head, which was as dry and thin as a monkey:
"Your father is really thoughtful."
Xiantou burped comfortably, poured himself a cup of tea, and said with a smile:
"Ah Qi, why don't you come with me to become a disciple of Songshanmen?
The senior brothers inside are all loyal and willing to protect you if anything happens. "
Bai Qi finally saw clearly that Xiatou had no intention of practicing hard and achieving success, he was just looking for a "backer" to support him.
However, most of the lowly households in Heihe County studied martial arts for no other reason than to gain "power in numbers".
Be it a martial arts school, a fish farm, a firewood market, or a fire kiln.
It’s no different from the “community” in my previous life.
Most people just want to gather together and not be bullied.
"If I can't save so much money, the price of the fish stall will increase, and I have to prepare for the winter in the future. How can I have the money to become an apprentice?"
Bai Qi deliberately showed a distressed look. When Xiatou saw it, his little eyes rolled around and he said again:
“Actually, if you want to practice martial arts, there is no other way.
A senior fellow from Songshan Gate told me that many small martial arts studios in the county had their signs smashed, and since they couldn't accept any apprentices, they couldn't survive, so they sold boxing records privately for money. "
Bai Qi raised his eyebrows, very surprised.
He thought that martial arts schools should value the secrets of martial arts more seriously than their lives.
How could it be possible to sell it cheaply?
Seeing Bai Qi's shocked expression, Xia Tou chuckled.
Satisfied, I stopped showing off:
"This is why you are an amateur, Ah Qi.
Martial arts is not as simple as boxing moves. It contains a complete set of tips on how to practice, how to fight, and how to take supplements.
For example, Songshanmen’s Rock Fist.
You need to put your hands into a large pot filled with iron sand or stones and grind off several layers of skin to make your fists strong.
Therefore, they are very experienced in treating trauma. Otherwise, the boxing skills will not be fully practiced and the hands will be useless.
This kind of thing taught by the master alone is the foundation.
Boxing charts and the like, just a few fancy tricks, all the farmers in the fields can do it.
You can practice it by picking up the secrets. It's all nonsense and only exists in story novels. "
Bai Qi's eyes moved slightly and asked again:
"You have great martial arts skills and great boxing skills. Is there any special explanation for this?"
He just wanted to treat Xia Tou to such a "big meal" because he usually worked at the dock and was very well-informed.
Xia Tou scratched his head, followed Senior Brother Songshanmen’s chat, and repeated:
“It seems to be divided into four levels: muscle training, bone training, skin training, and qi training.
They also called these four exercises "Golden Muscle and Jade Luo", "Mercury Blood Silver Marrow", "Water Fire Immortal Clothes" and "Zhoutian Qi Collection". "
