Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand.
After brothers Li Siwen and Cheng Chumo moved the two carts of "little gifts" into the house, Wang Zi'an immediately began to give instructions.
Today is a date with a beauty. Before the beauty arrives, these big light bulbs must get out of here.
Damn it!
"Come on, let's go for a moment - cough, show your hands, let me see -"
Wang Zi'an stood tall with his hands behind his back, his eyes were calm and distant, showing the demeanor of an expert outside the world.
It's a pity that it's missing three strands of beard and a whisk, so it's a bit lacking in flavor after all.
This is about teaching real kung fu!
Cheng Chumo, Cheng Chuliang, and Li Siwen were immediately overjoyed. They all cheered up and showed off their housekeeping skills.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
A fistful of punches and kicks, and the beating was fierce.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but nodded slightly. With his current vision, he could naturally see through this level of skill at a glance.
"Okay, that's it—"
Wang Zi'an gently clapped his hands to signal to stop.
The three people stopped and looked at Wang Zi'an with anxious expressions, fearing that they would be disliked by Wang Zi'an.
"Master, we are actually better at weapons..."
As Li Siwen spoke, he glanced at the yard uneasily.
"It's just that I can't do anything here, and when I come -"
As he spoke, he looked at his empty hands with some embarrassment. Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang couldn't help but nod at the same time. I want to prove that I am actually not as good as I appear now.
"Okay, no need to demonstrate weapons - I have a general understanding of your situation."
Before the three of them could finish speaking, Wang Zi'an waved his hand casually.
Cheng Chumo, Cheng Chumo, Li Siwen:...
Why don't you, old man, let us finish our words? Just make two gestures like this? You didn't even hit half of a set of punches, and you understand?
You know a lot about this!
But the three of them didn't dare to say? They didn't dare to ask. They could only hope that the master would be a little more reliable.
"Li Siwen, right? You have a good physical foundation and solid kung fu. You can tell? You are taking a path of both internal and external training. This is originally an advantage? But you pay too much attention to the strength of your body."
Wang Zi'an looked at him and shook his head slightly.
"The so-called hardness cannot be sustained? Tenderness cannot be defended, but courage cannot be sustained! Are you strong and strong? Are you naturally endowed with extraordinary talents, must you muster the courage of your blood, and are you following a path that is strong and unmatched? When you meet the masters of your generation? Or are you inferior? Your enemy is naturally overwhelming and courageous."
Wang Zi'an said, his tone paused and he stared into his eyes seriously.
"But if you ever meet someone who is a match for you? Or someone who is not afraid of your power? That will be your disaster..."
Li Siwen was still a little unconvinced before, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. Because when my father was at home, he once said something similar? But it was not so straightforward and profound.
"Please master, please teach me!"
Li Siwen knelt on the ground with a pop. This time he was really convinced.
Wang Zi'an nodded slightly and accepted the gift calmly.
Are people so mean-tempered? The more you behave, the more others will respect you? The more enthusiastic and generous you are, the less others will take you seriously. Besides, what I taught him was a way to save life and win, so it was not an exaggeration to accept him as a courtesy.
"No matter weapons or fists, they are actually just a way to use power, and the so-called power is obtained from the inside, guarded from the outside, used by gods, forgotten by weapons..."
As Wang Zi'an spoke, he picked up a wooden pole and tapped or slapped Li Siwen seven or eight times.
"When I was exerting force just now, I had to tighten it here, gather it here, release it here, sink it here... Come on, try it again."
Is that all?
Li Siwen thought that Wang Zi'an was going to teach him some mysterious skills, but in the end he was stabbed with a wooden pole and knocked down!
Could it be that you met a liar?
But the threat of Wang Zi'an stabbing the wild boar to death with his stick was still there, and he did not dare to question it. He got up from the ground in doubt, silently reciting Wang Zi'an's instructions just now, and opened his posture.
As soon as the fist is punched out, the whole person feels different. It is still the same routine, but the force is smoother, and there is a faint flavor of hardness and softness!
this!
Li Siwen was inexplicably shocked. Did this little stick hit him randomly for ten years of hard work?
Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang were dumbfounded by this miraculous performance, but immediately became ecstatic!
This master is right!
“Master, it’s our turn, it’s our turn—”
Looking at the two impatient guys, Wang Zi'an suddenly raised the corners of his mouth with a wicked sense of humor.
"I have thirty-six Xuanhua axes here, which coincide with the thirty-six Tiangang, and are extremely powerful. I wonder if you two are interested..."
When Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang heard this, they were stunned at first, and then became ecstatic.
Li Siwen, that stupid big guy, was completely transformed after being whipped with a wooden pole by his master. If he learned a set of ax techniques, he would not be able to go straight to heaven!
"Thank you, master. Thank you, master. We are interested, interested!"
"Okay, then, one of you, go to my kitchen and bring me the ax for chopping wood..."
Before Wang Zi'an finished speaking, Cheng Chumo rushed out, and after a while, he came out weighing a rusty axe.
This kind of ax is solid and heavy. The ax handle is made of rough jujube wood, and the grip is polished smooth.
Cheng Chu looked at the ax in a hurry, looking over it repeatedly, as if he could find something strange in the rusty texture.
"Master, the ax is here -"
The man held the ax in both hands and handed it to Wang Zi'an.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and coughed dryly.
"Okay then, you two go chop wood first and try to find your hand. I'll first see if you have any talent for chopping - well, do you have the talent to use an axe?"
The two brothers looked at each other and went to chop wood in confusion.
The master is enigmatic, and every move he makes naturally has profound meanings.
We don’t understand either, but we don’t dare to ask, what if we are disliked?
The two men were chopping firewood sullenly, and Wang Zi'an was holding a small stick, either smacking or poking them, correcting their posture and habits.
Take money to do things, it's a bad idea to be a bad person, and you can't destroy the brand - aren't there three young guys who haven't come to show their sincerity?
Wang Zi'an feels that reputation is very important in doing business.
Kong Yingda, Princess Changle and Cheng Ying'er got off the carriage at the entrance of the village and walked all the way to Wang Zi'an's door.
At this time, Li Siwen was giving Wang Zi's shoulders and back with a shy face, while squeezing and saying shocking words.
"Master, please give me two more strokes, just two, two, just two -"
Wang Zi'an, on the other hand, lazily held up the small wooden stick in his hand and whipped Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang who were chopping firewood from time to time.
What's happening here?
Especially Li Lizhi and Cheng Yinger almost stuffed their fists into their mouths.
Instead of shouting slogans, do you chop wood for others and beg others to whip you?
Isn't this because I am going crazy?
ps: Thanks to the book friends. . . . . . Thank you for your support of 1888 book coins for the reward and support. Thank you to my book friends for your support of 200 book coins when I return to my best friend at night. Thank you for your support of 200 book coins for my forgotten book friends!
