Fantasy: Simplify the skills and become a master from a minion

[Exercise method: Eagle Claw Kung Fu has not yet been introduced - practice it ten times a day and get started in ten days. 】

[Promotion conditions: 1: Eat ten chicken feet]

The Eagle Claw Kung Fu seems to be on the same level as the Mantis Fist.

He had seen the secret book of Eagle Claw Kung Fu on the black market, and the stall owner asked for fifty taels.

However, no fidelity.

"This boss Shi is also a miser."

"I dug up sinister houses and ruined temples, and gave him several hundred taels of silver."

"In the end, I was only given fifty taels of Eagle Claw Skill."

"You can't have a deep relationship with this guy."

"However, he is still useful for now."

"When I enter the martial arts academy, he will spit out twice as much as he eats from me."

While thinking, he went straight to the Jin family mansion.

In prison:

Zhao Wuji, Zhao Hongxiu and others were released.

Although they were detained for a few days, due to identity issues, they lived quite well in prison.

But, be on tenterhooks.

Young people such as Zhao Hongxiu and Senior Brother were depressed.

Capt. Li comforted them and told Mr. Shi about the punishment of arresting Mr. Shi.

Zhao Wuji and the other museum owners breathed a sigh of relief.

A family building a house may be a pain in the butt, but everyone is fine.

Also lucky.

They thanked Capt. Li repeatedly.

Capt. Li received a lot of money from Chu Qing, so he couldn't take credit for it; what's more, there were other captors present, so Chu Qing's role could not be concealed.

"You have to thank Chu Qing. If it weren't for him, you would have shed your skin even if you didn't die."

Chu Qing?

Everyone was at a loss.

Only Zhao Hongxiu said thoughtfully: "Chu Qing from our assault squad?"

Capt. Li nodded.

"Ma Yi, barefoot, Chu Qing, a gangster?"

Capt. Li nodded.

Zhao Wuji and the others looked horrified.

How did a person with sackcloth and bare feet and a ruffian background decide their situation?

Incredible.

The masters of the Iron Hand, Iron Wire Fist, and Red Snake Martial Arts Gyms looked at each other, then clasped their fists at Zhao Wuji and said:

"Brother Zhao, we are going to treat you at Xianyuan Tower tonight. Please show your respect to Brother Chu. You must attend the banquet."

Zhao Wuji was still confused.

When Chu Qing came to the Jin family mansion, Xiao Taohong was chirping in Mrs. Jin’s ear:

"His house has only four walls, and the door panels are all made of yellow mud."

"When I entered the house, there was only a bed and a broken water tank inside."

"I don't have any extra linen at home."

Mrs. Jin said thoughtfully: "Qing'er is poor, but every time he comes here, he is clean and there is no smell on his clothes."

"He loves to read and is smart; even if he can't soar into the sky in the future, he still has a brighter future than those martial artists."

"I have to take him to buy a set of brocade clothes later."

While talking, Chu Qing came over.

"Foster mother!"

"Qinger!"

Little Taohong

After a brief exchange of greetings, Mrs. Jin smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to buy a brocade dress."

"After lunch, I will take you to see Mrs. Shi."

Chu Qing refused again and said: "Foster mother, I was born in a poor family. If I wear brocade clothes now, I will be jealous of villains."

"I also want to pass the preliminary examination of the martial arts academy. If someone is jealous, I'm afraid there will be trouble."

Mrs. Jin frowned and sneered: "Who dares to be jealous of you?"

"What's more, even if you don't get in, you can still get in through Mrs. Shi's method."

Chu Qing shook her head secretly.

To take Mrs. Shi's route, you have to sign a slave contract.

These days, with a slave contract, you can't control your life or death, and there are many things you can't control.

He doesn't want to sign it.

He tried his best to say that he wanted to give it a try first.

Mrs. Jin was happy: "My young son is ambitious."

The first test of the martial arts academy was extremely difficult. In the past two days, she heard that many families were vying to be slaves of the Shi family.

Among them, there are many young talents.

Those people were a thousand times better off than Chu Qing, but they were not as ambitious as him.

"I'm so lucky to have Qing'er."

Mrs. Jin was happy and asked Xiao Taohong to order the servants to cook, and then asked Chu Qing what food she liked.

Chu Qing was moved in her heart and made up nonsense: "I remember when I was young, I wanted to eat chicken feet; unfortunately, my mother died early."

Mrs. Jin felt distressed and wished she could hold him in her arms to comfort him: "It's a pity that Qing'er is older."

"Xiao Taohong asked the chef to make chicken feet. Make more."

"yes."

A few minutes later:

Chu Qing writes, and Mrs. Jin studies ink.

When Chu Qing's strokes were no longer good, the lady still held his hand and painted them stroke by stroke.

During the break, Chu Qing pressed Mrs. Jin's shoulders.

Xiao Taohong, who came from the back kitchen, gritted her teeth and stared straight at it, for fear of going overboard.

At noon, the kitchen brought a lot of delicious food:

Chicken, duck, fish, vegetables, fruits, and crystal-clear rice.

Chu Qing gnawed on chicken feet.

[You swallow chicken feet and complete some conditions. 】

The career column jumps.

one

five

ten

[Kung Fu: Introduction to Eagle Claw Kung Fu—Practice thirty times a day and become proficient in a hundred days]

[Promotion conditions - 1: Eat a hundred chicken feet, 2: imitate an eagle claw a thousand times. 】

Seeing this, Chu Qing ate faster.

Mrs. Jin felt distressed and quickly gave him chicken feet, and then told Xiao Taohong:

"Go and ask the kitchen to make another big pot."

"yes!"

Xiao Taohong goes out.

Mrs. Jin thought it was inconvenient to pick up food because she was far away from Chu Qing, so she sat next to him.

This lady, with a smile on her face, was quite happy:

"If I had known that Qing'er loved eating chicken feet, why would I have used my brocade clothes to please him?"

"Yeah, I'll get him chicken feet to eat every day from now on."

"Let him feel maternal love."

"In the future, even if those concubines really have children, I have Qing'er to support me, so I am not afraid of them taking the throne."

When Xiao Taohong came from the back kitchen, she saw Madam Jin standing next to Chu Qing, rolling up her sleeves, peeling boneless chicken feet and feeding them to Chu Qing.

She didn't dare to go in, but just watched from outside, complaining:

"Madam, please be more careful."

Xiao Taohong was terrified.

Chu Qing was happy to eat, and ate faster and faster.

After the chicken feet were finished, the career column refreshed:

[You have completed the first condition. ]

Madam Jin smiled and said, "Do you want to eat more?"

Chu Qing shook his head: "No."

"Thank you, stepmother, for letting me realize my childhood wish."

Madam Jin smiled with her eyes curved.

When she came to her senses, she saw Chu Qing took a handkerchief and wiped her greasy little hands.

"Ah, I'll do it myself."

Chu Qing smiled and said, "You peel the chicken feet for me, and I'll wipe the stains for you. It's natural."

Madam Jin was stunned for a moment.

Afternoon:

Dingdang!

Ding-dong!

Mrs. Jin took the sedan chair, and Chu Qing and Xiao Taohong followed on both sides to find Mrs. Shi.

However, they did not go to Mrs. Shi's house, but to a theater.

Mrs. Shi loves to listen to operas, and she loves to sing operas even more.

Unfortunately, because of her status, she cannot perform on stage, which is her biggest regret.

Mrs. Jin's family has a set of costumes, which was left by Mrs. Shi.

Soon, Chu Qing and Mrs. Jin met Mrs. Shi.

Mrs. Shi was not very old, just thirty.

She was dressed in silk and satin, with jingling rings and pendants, an oval face, and a good appearance, but cold.

She saw Mrs. Jin and nodded coldly.

Seeing Chu Qing again, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and she said coldly: "Qingyu, your adopted son, does not care about appearance, I don't like it."

Mrs. Jin smiled softly, leaned close to Mrs. Shi's ear and whispered, explaining why Chu Qing was barefoot in sackcloth.

"My Qing'er is good at both civil and military affairs."

"If you take care of him, he will become a great man."

Mrs. Shi understood, and looked at Chu Qing again, with a little more appreciation in her eyes.

"Chu Qing, I still have a quota for a groom; if you fail the exam, you can be a groom, hold the stirrups for my horse, and you can also enter the martial arts academy."

"Let's watch the show!"

Mrs. Shi was overbearing, and continued to watch the show without waiting for Chu Qing to reply.

On the stage:

The actors sang, so pleasant!

When the singing reached the wonderful part, everyone gave tips; Mrs. Shi even gave three or two silver beans.

Chu Qing secretly made claws with his hands, opening and closing them unsteadily, brushing up his proficiency in Eagle Claws.

The box was quiet, and he vaguely heard Mrs. Shi's voice.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Mrs. Shi's red lips opening and closing, and she was secretly singing.

"Does Mrs. Shi like to sing?"

"Interesting!"