Behind me is the earth

The next morning, the sun shone into the bedroom through the window lattice. Ren Shengsheng slept until he woke up naturally. Siqi took out the barrel where Master Ren defecated and emptied it. Ruhua prepared warm water and clean water for Master Ren to wash his face in advance. towel.

The dining table has been set up in the main hall over there, and Qingyin and Wangshu brought the meals prepared in the kitchen.

Ren Pingsheng was eating while recalling the dream he had last night.

I vaguely remember that in my dream, I seemed to have conquered a huge empire, and at the same time, I also conquered a huge harem.

He seemed to have brought his parents over later and showed off the introduction to them: "Mom and Dad, look, this is Queen Chunyuan, your eldest daughter-in-law; this is Concubine De, your second daughter-in-law; this is Concubine Hua, 豼Our third daughter-in-law... This is Qi Guiren, your 108 daughter-in-law, this is Chungui, your 168 daughter-in-law... This is Huang Cairen, your 10086 daughter-in-law... ·

Come on, everyone is here, look to the right, look forward, take a break, call mom and dad..."

When he thought of the scene in his dream last night, he blushed a little, and he didn't know how he could have such a dream.

"Ruhua, I heard there is a candied haws seller outside?"

Ren Pingsheng's ears moved and he heard the sound coming from the front yard.

Ruhua walked to the door, listened carefully, nodded and said, "Master, there is a candied haws seller."

“Go and buy a few bunches for me, and also buy a bunch for Xiaowan’s housekeeper, and the two children in the backyard.

The four of you are also in a group. "

When Ruhua heard that she also had her own, she was extremely happy.

After taking the copper coins, he quickly ran out to the front yard like a gust of wind, passed through the gate of the second courtyard, walked around the screen wall, ran out of the gate of Ren's house, and shouted to the man carrying candied haws on the other side: "Hey !The one selling candied haws on a stick!"

"Hey, how many strings do you want to buy, miss?"

When the candied haws seller heard this, he trotted over quickly and asked with a smile on his face.

Hearing the candied haws seller calling her miss, Ruhua felt even happier and smiled happily. She stretched out her hands and said, "Ten skewers!"

"Okay, Chenghui 30 Wen."

The vendor was also happy, so he picked 10 bunches of candied haws, wrapped them in oil paper, and handed them to Ruhua.

Ruhua paid the money, first gave two skewers to Master Ren, and then gave another skewer to Xiaowan, and then happily distributed candied haws in the yard.

Knowing that Master Ren bought it for him, the maids and children came to the main hall to express their gratitude.

After breakfast and some sweet and sour candied haws, it was already 9:30 in the morning. Ren Pingsheng carried some gifts and went to the front yard and called out Liu Qiang, Dachui and Lao Liu. The four of them walked towards the hotel in the West District together. Walk to the Lan's Martial Arts School at the junction of the North District.

When they reached the entrance of the martial arts hall, Liu Shicheng was already waiting for them.

"Brother Ren!"

Liu Shicheng hurriedly came up to him: "Brother Ren, Brother Shiqiang, Liu'er, Sledgehammer, I have already made an agreement with our museum owner and senior brother. Today, the museum owner and senior brother are both free, and the museum owner will personally take charge of the job soon." Brother, you can touch me and see how talented you are in martial arts."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Ren Pingsheng patted Liu Shicheng on the shoulder, and the group entered the gate of Lan's martial arts gym.

Lan's Martial Arts Hall occupies a large area. As soon as you enter the gate, you will see a large courtyard paved with blue bricks.

There is a row of houses inside, with a rough count of more than 10 houses.

"Ha ha!"

When Ren Pingsheng heard the sound and looked around, he saw five young men in their twenties thrusting in and out in front of a hot iron pot.

"Iron Palm?"

Ren Pingsheng's heart suddenly tightened when he saw the steaming iron sand in the iron pot and the hands that were as red as cooked shrimps.

He took a few steps closer and took a closer look. What kind of hands they were. The fingers were as thick as carrots. The fingers, palms and backs of the hands were covered with calluses. The rough calluses were layer after layer. When they held them, When the punches come, they are like bowls made of iron!

What's the difference between a punch hitting someone like this and a hammer hitting someone?

"Will your hands become like this when you practice martial arts?"

After walking away, Ren Pingsheng leaned close to Liu Shicheng and whispered, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Liu Shicheng's hands.

Liu Shicheng's hands are quite normal.

"Lan's Martial Arts School has several types of martial arts, including basic skills and general skills like Iron Sand Palm.

For example, if you practice basic skills, it won't be like this. "

As he spoke, Liu Shicheng also leaned into Ren Pingsheng's ear and whispered: "The few disciples you see practicing Iron Sand Palm are those who have little money at home and want to make a name for themselves. They are registered disciples in the martial arts hall. After learning kung fu, you can pay it back after making money outside.

They have no money, they only practice ordinary exercises, and they can't get the food and medicine prescriptions included in the exercises. Moreover, these people can't even get enough to eat, let alone cook medicinal meals and mix medicinal wines. Practicing in this way will naturally yield half the result with half the effort, and it will also damage the body.

In the future, most of these people will join gangs like the Wolf Gang. "

Ren Pingsheng nodded: "That's it."

There is still no money to make trouble, and this Lan's martial arts gym is not a charity.

However, these people can absorb it themselves.

Ren Pingsheng thought in his mind.

Liu Shicheng took Ren Pingsheng and four others around the house in the front row and came to the backyard.

The backyard is a little smaller, but after entering the lobby, the space inside the house is large and open, covering an area of ​​more than 300 square meters.

Weapons such as swords, guns, swords, and halberds are arranged on both sides of the lobby. On the front wall is a pair of Chinese characters for "武" (武). Between the iron hooks and silver paintings, a sense of vastness comes to your face.

"Mr. Ren."

At this time, an old man with white hair and beard, thin body, and a bit hunched over walked out of the small door on the side of the lobby.

Behind him followed a man who was very tall, about 1.9 meters tall, a little taller than Ren Shengsheng.

His arms are very long and naturally hang down close to his knees.

He has a square head, a Chinese-character face, and extremely sharp eyes. When he looks at each other, he gives people a sharp feeling, but he does not seem too intimidating. When he smiles because of looking at each other, he also has a sense of uprightness.

"Director Lan!"

At Liu Shicheng's prompt, Ren Pingsheng slightly bent over and raised his hands to say hello.

"Not bad, really good, this bone statue is really good!"

Curator Lan walked up to the five people and bowed his hands to Ren Pingsheng in return. When he glanced at Chen Dachui, his eyes were fixed and he couldn't help but praise them.

"Everyone, come in and have a seat first."

The long-armed man behind him greeted everyone, and they all entered through the side door. Inside was a suite.

The stove was burning red, and the room was steaming and very warm.

After sitting down, Ren Pingsheng signaled, and Liu Qiang placed the gift under the table.

These are some fruits prepared for the opening yesterday. Fruits are very valuable this season, and some fruits are specialties of Guangmiao and other provinces in this world, so they are very popular.

"Director Lan, this is our entrance ceremony to show our sincerity."

After Liu Qiang placed a blue purse embroidered with silver thread on the table, Ren Pingsheng said to the blue curator.

"Put it away."

Curator Lan did not treat Ren Pingsheng politely.

He opened a martial arts gym just to make money, and he was particularly fond of wealthy people like Ren Pingsheng.

The long-armed man grabbed the purse in his hand and after a moment of weighing it, he knew in his mind that there were 20 taels of silver in total.

He couldn't help but glance at Ren Pingsheng, feeling that Mr. Ren was really generous and sincere.

Seeing the long-armed man, Ren Pingsheng nodded and smiled at him.

20 taels of silver, not to mention the four people practicing martial arts here, it is also worth it if they can establish a relationship with Lan's martial arts gym.