The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Looking at the two figures running away, Zhao Zhongyi frowned and recalled.

Brother, who are those two people?

Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: Brother, this is what happened between the two of us. But for some reason, as soon as they heard your voice, the two of them turned around and ran away.

Zhao Zhongyi slapped his head brightly: Oh, I remembered, it turned out to be the two of them!

Eh? Do you know me, brother?

Zhao Zhongyi shook his head: I don't know. But a long time ago, they wanted to rob me and Baogui, and I taught them a lesson. Before, they promised not to rob me again, but they didn't want to break their promise and get rich. But Damn it, if we meet again, I will have to break their legs!

Something seems wrong!

Looking carefully, Zhao Zhongyi is not as tall as Zhao Chuanxin, but he is still about 1.78 meters tall. Because the clothes he wore were patched and a little loose, it wasn't obvious whether he was tall or not. But Zhao Zhongyi's back was straight and he walked like the wind.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but ask: Brother, do you have any martial arts skills?

Scratching his head, Zhao Zhongyi smiled honestly and said modestly: It's not martial arts, just proficient in fists and feet.

Big melon!

When Zhao Chuanxin was a child, he watched martial arts movies and fantasized about practicing unparalleled magic every day. He didn't want to be a hero, but he wanted to show off. Yes, this kid has loved showing off since he was a child!

Later, he continued to try and learn various crafts. At first, it was not to make money and make a living. To put it bluntly, it was just to show off.

As the saying goes: live until you are old, learn until you are old, and pretend to be old.

He never expected that his great ancestor turned out to be a master!

Ah, didn't you tell me earlier that you had martial arts skills?

Zhao Zhongyi was speechless: Brother, why are you talking about this when you have nothing to do? Besides, that Zhuan Tianfanzi was a gangster. At that time, he led two of his men to rob civilian girls. Don't you think that if I stood up and scolded them, they would Did you leave in despair?

What you said makes sense!

Suddenly, Zhao Chuanxin thought of something and hurriedly asked: Hey, does that mean you passed on your martial arts to Zhao Hongzhi?

Shaking his head, Zhao Zhongyi smiled bitterly: If you have a sharp weapon in your body, you will definitely have a murderous intention. Many times, being aggressive will lead to death. Hongzhi is a bit of a tiger, so don't let him learn.

Did it turn out that my great-grandfather was a bitch?

Then since you are so skilled, why don't I see you practicing on a regular basis?

The two of them were talking while walking, and Zhao Zhongyi replied: When I was practicing, you were all still sleeping. There is a spare wheel and a white wax pole in my yard. Did you see it?

Didn't notice it!

That's it. Every morning I get up and spin the wheel with a white wax pole to build up my strength. As for the moves, my master said at the beginning that those who don't use them are all fake moves, and the first two moves are used Practice for years, just remember it, you don’t need to practice deliberately every day. If you have the opportunity, find someone to start with, fight a few more times, and you will be able to do everything.

What you say makes sense. Those who don't have actual combat are just showy. Then who is your master?

I don't know! He would be hunted down by his enemies, so he didn't tell me his name. We met him on the road when our family came from Yunnan.

Then you know what kind of boxing you practice, right?

I don't know! He doesn't want to say more, and I don't want to ask.

alright, you win!

All in all, Zhao Chuanxin was excited after discovering that Gaozu was a Kung Fu master. This kind of psychology is very subtle and very proud.

Just like some people in later generations like to shout My father is Li Gang, it has the same purpose but the same purpose.

Of course, Zhao Chuanxin would not use this to show off. He respected Gaozu's wish to keep a low profile. (Of course, the greater possibility is that the great ancestor was too honest and did not know how to use his own advantages.)

If it had been Zhao Chuanxin, if the crowd had not been allowed to frantically call 666 on the public screen and shout You got me again, his name would have been written upside down!

This also explains why Liu Baoguo, a guy with more hair than a monkey, is willing to be friends with the honest Zhao Zhongyi.

You have the ability!

After talking nonsense all the way, we arrived home in a short time.

Liu Guogui went to sell noodles with a burden. Zhao Chuanxin picked up the rice and returned to the small earthen house he bought.

A group of children from Telford also followed.

Thinking of the candy I ate yesterday, my mouth is watering!

Today, Zhao Chuanxian not only bought two packs of malt candies, but also half a pack of snacks. The other half was given to Zhao Zhongyi.

He kicked off the rotten half of the door panel, picked up a piece of rotten wood, and drew a sketch on it with an elf carving knife.

Not long after, a simple decoration plan came out, which will be slowly improved in the future.

He stood up, took out the candy balls from his pocket, took out one and held it up: Which of you has a sieve? Whoever has it, lend it to me for a few days, and I will give him a candy ball every day. If you use it for a day, give me one!

One child seemed to have won a big prize and jumped up excitedly: I have it at home, I'll get it for you right now!

He ran away in a flash.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the other children with expectant faces and continued to give orders: Whoever has a sickle, lend it to me for a day, and I will give you a candy ball.

This time everyone raised their hands.

He picked a child at random. The child turned and ran away.

Seeing that he stopped talking, the little kids became anxious: Where are we?

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: Don't worry, when the tools arrive, you will have your work to do.

The sieve net was brought, and the sickle was brought.

Zhao Chuanxin shared the candy between them, and the two little kids were very happy.

This is no different from the feeling of making money on your own.

Now, if any of you has an earthen basket, it must be one that is big enough for you to carry. Go and get it. I won't give you any sweets for this one, because you use it yourself and you will be given candies when you work with the earthen basket!

Wow, I ran more than half of it again.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin took a sickle and cut the weeds in front of and behind the house.

The remaining two children had no work to do and were extremely anxious.

Zhao Zhongyi was happy and pointed to the newly cut weeds: You two, take these grasses away for me and give each of you a piece of candy.

The two of them said Oh, hugged the grass and ran away.

The only one who is not working here is Telford.

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised that this boy could still keep his composure.

Defu, don't you want some candy?

Defu pretended to be disdainful: I am a nobleman and I will not do menial work. My father said, those who work hard will govern others, and those who work hard will govern others!

Oh? Zhao Chuanxin half-smiled: Then you think you are a hard worker? Then let me ask you, how do you get the reward of candy balls by working hard?

Defu pointed at the group of children and said arrogantly: I'm the biggest here, and they all have to obey me. I can help you manage their work!

Oh, what a loud tone. Zhao Chuanxin sneered: Then do you believe that as long as I give them enough sweetness and take them to play, they will only listen to me in the future?

Defu suddenly broke out in sweat on his forehead.

This possibility is infinite!

In the past two years, when his family still had money, he established his prestige by often bringing food and distributing it. Then he would take them to play, and if they got into trouble, he would stand up and take the blame. As time goes by, the children are willing to listen to him even if he does not give other benefits.

This is the way to control people, and it is still suitable in the adult world.

If Zhao Chuanxin really did that, it would probably take less than two days for the status of King of Children to change hands!

You, you can't do this! You are an adult, how can an adult play with children?

No matter how big a kid he is, he is still just a child.

Seeing that Defu was about to shed tears, Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: Haha, I'm not teasing you anymore, but don't cry. Let me tell you, if this candy ball continues to be given out like this, there will be nothing left to give out after a while. Just giving out the candy balls is like standing up a tree for faith, do you know the allusion of standing up a tree for faith?

Seeing that things were still improving, Defu hurriedly held back his tears and nodded: I know, my father taught me.

Ha, your dad is not useless, nor is he only a smoker. Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips. So, next, I will hand over the power of labor distribution to you. Come here and I will teach you how to do it...

After talking for a long time, Zhao Chuanxin patted the tiger hat on Defu's head: Understood? I won't give you candy balls. I still have snacks here. I will give you two in the evening. Okay, let’s count your wages for today’s management. If you understand, go ahead and do it!”

I understand! Defu tried hard to remember, but then asked: Then when the candy balls and snacks are distributed, will you still buy them?

Eat sweets every day? Don’t feed diabetes to your children!

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: No matter how delicious the food is, there will be times when it becomes greasy. After the candy balls are distributed, I can come up with other novelties!

After saying that, he sat on the threshold, no longer paying attention to Defu, but took out the diary in his arms and buried himself in reading...