Siheyuan: Rebirth of the Silly Pillar, with incredible understanding

At this time, Yang Peiyuan also regarded Zhu Zhu as his only successor.

This emotion far exceeds that of any direct disciple.

In ancient times, this was called father and son.

Based on Zhu Zhu's character just now, Yang Peiyuan can already conclude that as long as Zhu Zhu can grow smoothly, the master is just a thing in the palm of his hand.

Even in the realm of martial arts that no one has reached for hundreds of years, Zhuzhu is hopeful of impacting it.

After all, Yang Peiyuan has never seen anyone with such a demonic talent in martial arts.

He picked up the spoon and tasted the pork ribs broth.

Suddenly, Yang Peiyuan's eyes lit up.

As a master of Chinese martial arts, Yang Peiyuan's previous connections with some big shots were naturally sparse and common.

He has eaten quite a lot of good food, and although the taste is not as good as that of a connoisseur, he still has the necessary taste.

"Zhuzi, your cooking skills are not easy. No wonder Li Bao will accept you as his disciple."

Yang Peiyuan spoke.

Although the craftsmanship of the pillars is not at the level of a state banquet, Yang Peiyuan can taste it and it is already a very high level.

This is probably the case for the average chef in a big hotel.

But don't ignore one thing.

How old is the pillar this year?

Fifteen!

Moreover, he not only practices cooking skills, he also practices Zhuang Kung Fu and Chinese martial arts every day.

The key is that he did everything so perfectly.

If it hadn't been allowed, Yang Peiyuan would have wanted to take Zhuzi's head apart and have a look. They also have one nose and two eyes. How come you are such a genius?

Of course, just like this, Yang Peiyuan was relieved that He Yuzhu went to work in Hongbin Building.

Otherwise, Chinese martial arts can only be mastered by accumulating day and night, so how can Zhuzi be half-heartedly engaged in other professions.

A whole pot of pork ribs broth was finished by Yang Peiyuan in a short time.

They are all practicing martial arts. Even though Yang Peiyuan is not tall, the consumption of the master is not comparable to that of He Yuzhu, a young martial artist with bright strength.

A pot of pork ribs broth, just sprinkle with water.

Yang Peiyuan usually has his own way to eat. Of course, in terms of taste and friendship, it is the incense brought by his apprentice.

"Today there is an eagle-shaped stake, please take a good look at it..."

Yang Peiyuan explained the drill as usual.

After a while, He Yuzhu started practicing.

"Bang bang bang!"

He Yuzhu's figure kept shaking in the courtyard, and as he moved, there was a faint cry of an eagle!

After practicing to his level, it is equivalent to getting started with the eagle-shaped pile.

Another day of introduction.

Yang Peiyuan was shocked from the beginning, but now he is no longer surprised.

Shouldn't these twelve shaped piles be entered one door per day?

Of course, specifically the pillars.

At this time, He Yuzhu also stopped the drill and took a look at his situation.

[Name: He Yuzhu]

[Skills: Cooking Skill Level 4 (24764/50000), Fishing Skill Level 2 (3413/5000), Pile Skill Level 3 (1980/5000), Tai Chi Yuan Gong Fist Level 2 (41/500) (Dragon Shape Pile Level 1 , lion-shaped pile level 1, tiger-shaped pile level 1, monkey-shaped pile level 1, eagle-shaped pile level 1), vertical lifting skill level 3 (473/5000)]

[System space: 21 cubic meters]

At this time, he has mastered the five-shaped piles, and the energy in his body has increased by two-thirds compared to when he first started Mingjin.

After mastering the six-path shaped stakes, he can be considered the best among Mingjin warriors.

Feeling the endless flow of majestic energy in his body, He Yuzhu's sense of security continued to increase.

"Okay, Zhuzi, let's get here first today."

Yang Peiyuan couldn't be more satisfied with his disciple.

At the same time, he seemed to have thought of something: "By the way, Zhuzi, I remember your father left. How is the situation at home now? Do you have enough food?"

Yang Peiyuan has only been teaching Xing Zhuang these days, but he has forgotten that Zhu Zhu is already a Ming Jin warrior, and his appetite is much larger than that of ordinary people. It sounds like Zhu Zhu's family conditions are not very good.

Of course, this is because He Yuzhu did not follow common sense.

When someone first came to learn Chinese martial arts, he made a breakthrough, which made Yang Peiyuan's consciousness not change for a while.

"It's okay. I still have some money. I'll just wait until Hongbinlou pays my salary at the end of the month."

After hearing this, Yang Peiyuan said nothing more, just got up and went into the house.

When I came out again, I had a thick stack of notes in my hand.

"There are five million here. You should spend it first. Don't skimp on food. Otherwise, if you fail to keep up with nutrition and deplete your energy and blood, your foundation will be damaged."

Yang Peiyuan warned as he spoke.

As a master, he has not paid attention to property and the like for a long time.

After all, if you want anything, your disciples, or all kinds of big and small people, will help you.

At his position, more property is obtained for the people below him.

Now that he has suffered a huge change, he doesn't have much property around him, and the cash in the yard is about 10 to 20 million.

It's not that Yang Peiyuan has any reservations, five million is actually enough for Zhuzi's consumption during this period of Ming Jin.

If there is too much money, it will be a bit dangerous for Zhu Zhu.

After all, after all, Zhuzi is only fifteen years old now, and he is afraid of being targeted by some interested people.

"When you break through later, master will help you find a way."

Listening to the master's words, He Yuzhu didn't show any pretense, he just accepted it, but in his heart, he remembered the master's kindness.

"Thank you, master!"

Bowed deeply.

Yang Peiyuan waved his hand. He had looked away now and regarded Zhuzi as one of his own.

"Don't slack off in your cultivation. If you can break through before the end of the month, I can safely hand over the news to you."

He Yuzhu nodded: "Disciple knows."

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Farewell to Yang Peiyuan, He Yuzhu went home directly.

Five million has already been stored in the space by him.

Originally, He Yuzhu was worried that he didn't have enough money to spend, but the five million from the master simply solved his urgent need.

For a long time, he no longer had to worry about money.

And he can also practice Chinese martial arts with all his strength.

Back in the courtyard, He Yuzhu first sent back the Jia family's lunch boxes, and then had dinner with Yu Yu.

It was late at night, and an oil lamp was lit in the Yi family's house in the middle courtyard.

"How was Dongxu's practice with you in the factory today?"

The aunt sat at the table, looked at her man and asked.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head.

"My body is still a little weak, and I have made mistakes in several basic skills. If I do this, the assessment will be a bit hung up."

After hearing this, the eldest mother looked worried: "What should we do? There is still one day left. If Dongxu takes good care of himself, he should be able to survive, right?"

Yi Zhonghai sat there without saying a word, but his eyes flickered slightly.

If it really doesn't work, I can only take risks and make some small moves on the day of the assessment.

Although he can be considered a technician, Yi Zhonghai is not a top-notch player now.

There are many masters in the steel factory who are better than him.

If you really want to make small moves during the assessment, the risk is still too great.

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