Martial arts immortality, my practice has experience

"Peace, this..."

The smile that was forced on Old Pantou's face completely froze.

"When I borrowed money before, I didn't say that I had to pay interest back!?"

"Yes! I've already paid you back the money, why are you asking for interest? For fifty cents, you're blackmailing me!"

Aunt Pan pointed.

"If this is spread out, you will be stabbed in the spine!"

Looking at the couple in front of him, Chen Pingan's patience was disappearing little by little.

"Blackmail? If I'm blackmailing you, then I'm talking about the principle of nine out of ten and thirteen out of ten. Not just fifty small coins!"

"Borrowing money and repaying interest is a matter of course! Wherever this matter is spread, I am the one responsible for it. How can we start talking about such things that pierce our spine!?"

Chen Ping'an's eyes were bright and he looked directly at the two of them with an unspeakable aura.

Aunt Pan, who was used to being playful, seemed to be stunned and couldn't say a word. Old Pantou on the side lost his courage.

"Peace, don't be offended by what women say nonsense."

Old Pantou said with a smile.

"Just wait a minute, I'll get the money."

With that said, Old Pantou walked into the back room. After a while, he walked out with a handful of small money and handed it to Chen Pingan.

After receiving the small amount of money and confirming that the amount was correct, Chen Ping'an looked calm. His attitude was neither proud and arrogant after asking for the interest back, nor did he want to ease the relationship after breaking out.

"That's it, then things will be clear."

"Ping An, it's all your Uncle Pan and Aunt Pan's fault this time, don't be offended." Old Pantou smiled dryly, wanting to say a few words to ease the atmosphere.

However, Chen Ping'an didn't finish listening and left with the money.

After swallowing the next few words he was going to say, Old Pantou let out a long sigh: "Young people are so scary! I made a mistake. This old Chen family member is actually a powerful person!"

He had always thought that Chen Ping'an was a good talker. Although he worked as an errand in the Zhenfu Department, he also paid attention to the kindness of his neighbors and would swallow his sorrows with a little bit of reasoning. Who knew that this young man could be so sharp. The method he was so proud of was actually unstoppable.

This time, not only did the relationship deteriorate, but the principal and interest were also lost. He lost his wife and lost his troops at the same time!

"Old Pantou, what this boy from the Chen family has done is really unkind. I have to go out and talk about it so that everyone in the neighborhood knows his face!" Aunt Pan came up and said.

"You bitch! Long hair makes you short of knowledge!" It's a good thing that Aunt Pan didn't come over. This time, Old Pan's full belly of anger had a place to vent. "You said you had nothing to do with him, why did you do it! Originally, we talked happily, and maybe we didn't have to pay back the fifty cents in interest, but now it's better!"

"Am I provoking him!? You are not an old man. You are half the size of the Chen family. Don't be in a hurry to repay this money! It's better now. All grievances are put on me!"

Aunt Pan was not someone to be bullied easily, she put her hands on her hips and said angrily.

"You bitch! Before was before, and now is now. Tell me, how could you be like this if it weren't for you?"

"Get out of here, mom!"

Old Pantou and Aunt Pan were having a huge quarrel.

The son and daughter-in-law on the side felt hot and ashamed when they saw their parents-in-law acting like this.

"Father, mother, please stop saying a few words." Xiao Pan wanted to give a few words of advice.

"Go away, shut up, I'm not marrying you for this!"

"..."

...

When Chen Pingan returned home, Chen Erya had already laid out the dishes, just waiting for him to come back.

"Brother, you are back!"

Seeing Chen Ping'an coming back, Chen Erya hurriedly stepped forward and took the bowl from his hand.

"Well, I'm back." Chen Pingan nodded.

"Why have you been out for so long? The food is almost cold." Chen Erya put down the bowl and came back to take down the plates with food.

Chen Pingan smiled and briefly told Chen Erya what had just happened.

"How could they do this!?"

The little girl's chest bulged and she looked very angry.

"The world is full of wonders! There are so many people like this." Chen Pingan was indifferent.

If everyone follows the rules like this, then what's the use of suppressing the Fusi! ?

"Hmph! We obviously lent them money, but in the end it's our fault."

"Haha, it's okay. Isn't this solved? Oh, by the way, I'll give you these coins. Remember to buy more meat tomorrow."

Chen Pingan smiled and gave the bag of money to Chen Erya.

With this money, we can also subsidize our family appropriately. He now eats meat every night, which costs a lot of money.

Salt, polished rice, meat...all free of charge.

Now that my family has paid off the money they owe, it is the time when their savings are at their lowest. However, it will get better in the future.

After finishing the meal, Chen Ping'an helped Chen Erya wash the dishes and chopsticks. Then it was time to exercise in the courtyard.

After stretching and moving, Chen Ping'an began to practice wearing iron cloth shirts in the sand and gravel.

Practice Kung Fu, practice Kung Fu, and practice it day by day!

During the constant rolling, Chen Pingan's Qi, blood and skin were constantly stimulated.

An hour later.

Name: Chen Pingan

Realm: complete Qi and blood

Martial arts: Iron cloth shirt Xiaocheng (13/40)

.......

"Happy! So happy!"

Chen Pingan's skin was red and bloodshot when he came out of the gravel. But his mood was extremely comfortable.

2 o'clock experience in the morning, 3 o'clock experience in the evening, that's 5 o'clock experience in one day.

According to this progress, it may not take him many days to master the Iron Shirt. On the morning of the sixth day, he will have accumulated 40 experience points.

"Brother, I'll help you."

Chen Erya ran up with water to help Chen Pingan wipe his body.

"Well, Nannan is really good." Chen Pingan smiled.

This night was still warm and peaceful.

Early in the morning of the second day, after practicing the Iron Shirt twice, Chen Pingan went to the Zhenfu Division to work.

While waiting for the regular meeting before the work, he found that the number of officers surrounding Zheng Shiyong had increased a lot compared to before.

"What's going on?" Chen Pingan was a little curious.

In theory, although Zheng Shiyong was the nephew of Zheng Chatou, he had only been in the Nanquanlixiang Zhenfu Division for a short time and was still a temporary officer, so he should not be able to gather so many people.

After all, a large number of officers kept a distance from Zheng Shiyong.

However, Chen Pingan's doubts were soon answered in the regular meeting before the work.

The presiding officer of this pre-mission meeting was Yan Chatou. He stood on the high platform and looked down at everyone.

"Our Nanquanlixiang Zhenfu Division is indeed a place of good fortune, and there are many talented people. Zheng Shiyong, everyone knows him. He has only been here for a short time. But it was him who entered the martial arts the day before yesterday and officially entered the first level of Qi and Blood! I hope everyone can learn more from Zheng Shiyong, work hard to train, enter the martial arts, and contribute to my Nanquanlixiang Zhenfu Division."

As soon as Yan Chatou's voice fell, there were bursts of applause from the surroundings, all praising Zheng Shiyong and Nanquanlixiang Zhenfu Division.

"It was all because of the good teachings of many adults that I made a breakthrough the day before yesterday."

Zheng Shiyong stood up and said a few words.

"In the days to come, I will definitely fulfill my duties and shine for the Nanquanlixiang Zhenfu Division."

Zheng Shiyong's words were greeted with applause from the officers and praise from Yan Chatou.

I just don't know how many of the officers' cheers were genuine.

The monkey-headed man on the side curled his lips and said nothing.

Chen Pingan looked at Zheng Shiyong, who was in the spotlight, and felt neither sad nor happy.