Martial Arts Have Mastery

In order not to let Shen Ling take it lightly, Xiaohuan held the meat, closed her eyes tightly, and walked towards Huniu as if she was dead.

Seeing this scene, Shen Ling smiled and shook his head.

He wasn't worried about Huniu hurting Xiaohuan, because Huniu's performance in the past month was enough to impress him.

"Young master."

A voice appeared, and Shen Ling turned back slowly.

"Why are you here?" Seeing the old village head, Shen Ling hurried over and helped the old man, "Sit down quickly."

The old village head smiled: "I came this time to report to you the situation of the village in the past month."

Shen Ling nodded.

The old village chief handed Shen Ling a thick roster, and then whispered what happened in Dian Village in the past month.

"what?"

While flipping through the roster, Shen Ling listened to the old village chief's narration.

But soon, he raised his head in surprise, looked at the old village head, and said word by word: "There are more than 20,000 people in the village now?"

The old village head nodded.

In the past month when Shen Ling went to war, countless people were displaced due to wars and famines.

Some people went to the state capital, but some could only look for villages around them.

At this time, the reputation of Dian Village began to spread among some fleeing people.

One pass ten, ten pass hundreds, one hundred pass thousands, one thousand pass ten thousand.

Every day, more and more people came to Dian village to escape. The old village chief decided to accept all these refugees after some consideration.

"This……"

Shen Ling had to think.

The previous tenant farms had a large population, but at that time the food could still be consumed stably for a year, and the pressure was not too great.

But now, there are more than 20,000 people in the village, which means that if the village is to be built, it will occupy the fields, and how to arrange these people is another matter.

"I see."

Shen Ling nodded.

The man has already accepted it, and it is still the order he gave before, so it is hard for him to say anything more at this time.

As for the food problem, it is actually easy to solve. As long as you buy a batch from Chennan Commercial Bank, it will be no problem to meet the consumption for a year.

The main problem now is the Shen family's land.

Although in the previous acquisition, the Shen family already acquired a lot of fields, but it was still far from enough to satisfy more than 10,000 people.

It looks like we need to get some more land.

In fact, it's not just fields.

Shen Ling felt that other aspects had to be developed, otherwise in the future, relying only on the fields would still be a bit monotonous, and it would be better to develop in a variety of ways.

With some arrangements in mind, Shen Ling personally sent the old village head home.

Compared with a month ago, the old village chief's movements are becoming more and more sluggish, and his body is getting worse day by day.

Even if he poured a long-lived inner force into the old village chief's body, it still had little effect.

The old village chief's life is not long.

Sighing secretly, Shen Ling walked out of the old village head's house.

He walked on the street, looked left and right, and felt that today's Dian village has changed a lot.

Not just the number of people.

Shen Ling even saw a tea house opened in the village, and there were even vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the street.

All the things that caught his eye made Shen Ling feel that the development of Dian Village was on the right track.

He's happy with the change.

Because, Dian Village is the place where he has poured his heart and soul into it, and watched the construction bit by bit.

For this place, Shen Ling feels more intimate than other places.

However, he saw a sign.

Sell ​​yourself to bury your father!

Kneeling on the ground was a thin young man, next to a corpse covered in a white cloth.

The people coming and going could only take a look at the young man at most, they were really powerless to help the young man.

They are all people who have escaped, who has so much spare money in their pockets.

Besides, what kind of work can you do if you spend money to buy a skinny young man?

Shen Ling didn't think too much about it, he squatted down on this young man who looked only a few years older than him, and said softly, "How much money do you need to bury your father?"

"Two two."

Hearing Shen Ling's voice, the young man slowly raised his head.

Shen Ling took out two liang of silver from his pocket and put it on the ground, and said slowly: "After burying your father, find a place to live well."

The young man took the silver and glanced at Shen Ling.

Shen Ling smiled, got up and left.

He is not short of servants, nor is he short of subordinates. He doesn't know where to arrange such a thin young man under his subordinates.

So, sell yourself as a slave or something.

Shen Ling didn't care about these.

"thanks, thanks."

The young man kowtowed continuously, his head banging on the ground.

Shen Ling got up slowly, and said in a voice: "A man kneels to the sky, kneels to the ground, kneels to his parents, get up, don't do this."

The youth got up.

Shen Ling smiled, turned and left.

He walked on the street, looking past the stalls on both sides from time to time.

However, after looking around, he didn't see anything interesting, but in terms of variety, there are actually quite a few.

"Young master, please stay."

Suddenly, Shen Ling heard a voice next to him.

He turned his head and saw a strong old man with gray hair and a long gun walking towards him quickly.

Musha!

In an instant, Shen Ling made a judgment.

Judging from visual observation, the old man has at least practiced one internal skill, one external skill, and one marksmanship.

Walking is also vigorous.

"What do you want me to do?"

Looking at the old man, Shen Ling asked softly.

In terms of respecting the old and loving the young, he is not very good at loving the young, but he has nothing to say about respecting the old.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a soft smile: "The old man is amazed at your bones. It is a good material for martial arts. It is fate to meet you. The old man is going to accept you as a disciple and let you worship under my sect. What do you think?"

"No thanks."

Shen Ling shook his head.

He never thought about such a thing as apprenticeship.

What's more, the old man didn't know where he came from, and it was so abrupt to ask him to apprentice directly.

"It's good!"

The old man stretched out a finger and gestured at Shen Ling.

Shen Ling, who was about to leave, looked at the old man and stopped walking: "What's the benefit?"

The old man said with a smile: "Wealth, wealth, and status are prominent, and you can receive a lot of attention when you walk in the rivers and lakes. You don't have all of these."

"However, the old man has practiced a lot of boxing techniques, such as strengthening the body, and he is an expert in one-on-one."

"Learn from me for ten years, and after ten years, I will guarantee you to become a master."

A master of the first rank?

It was the first time Shen Ling heard this term.

For him, there never seemed to be any such thing as rank.

"A master of the first rank?"

Shen Ling asked, and then said softly, "Is it very strong?"

"certainly!"

The old man smiled, and then said boastfully: "Look at me, I'm just a third-rank expert. Even if I'm surrounded by hundreds of people, they can't do anything to me."

"That's all."

Shen Ling shook his head, his eyes were full of disappointment.

Now let alone hundreds of people, even if thousands of people surround him, he is not afraid.

These third-rank masters also...

too weak!