The seller of the heavens

Jiang Chen, Yan Zhendong, Huang Feihong, and Thirteenth Aunt sat around a table to eat, and at the same time they were discussing the number of disciples.

It didn't take much effort to get rid of unqualified candidates, and one hundred places were confirmed.

The girl named Yu Xiaoyu was not among the candidates.

Although Jiang Chen didn't have the old idea that girls can't practice martial arts, it's not good for management to put a female disciple among many male disciples, so she was still not allowed to become a disciple.

Just remembering the scene of Yu Xiaoyu kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, I couldn't bear it after all.

If they don't accept Yu Xiaoyu, who knows where this little girl will be sold in the end.

After thinking about it, he called the housekeeper, Lao Qian, and asked him to discuss with Xiaoyu's mother and daughter, to see if they would like to work as handymen in the martial arts gym and do some cleaning work.

In addition to Yu Xiaoyu, Jiang Chen also planned to leave twenty little boys to do chores and do some logistical work.

These people are malnourished and weak. They are definitely not suitable for martial arts now, but after a period of recuperation, they may be able to recover and have the potential to practice martial arts in the future.

Jiang Chen said to Huang Feihong:

"Brother Huang has superb medical skills, and I need you to help look at these children and prescribe a prescription for them to take care of their bodies."

Huang Feihong did not refuse, but nodded:

"Leave this to me."

Seeing that the disciples selected by Jiang Chen were all poor children, Huang Feihong admired Jiang Chen's character even more. I think he is truly chivalrous, and he did this to let these low-level people have a bright future.

after dinner.

Jiang Chen called everyone on the martial arts arena and announced a hundred candidates.

Those who are selected are naturally happy and smiling, while those who are not selected have different performances, some are disappointed, some are sad, some are unwilling, and some are angry and dissatisfied.

The teenagers who clashed with the Fang Tianhao brothers saw that many beggars and poor people were selected, but none of them were selected, and they felt extremely uncomfortable.

They couldn't figure out how they were different from those beggars and poor people.

But due to Jiang Chen's majesty, they dared not speak out.

Several teenagers from landlord and gentry families had no taboos, and immediately one person directly stood up and questioned Jiang Chen.

"I don't agree!

"

The young man's sharp voice instantly quieted down the originally noisy environment.

All eyes were focused on those youths in fancy clothes.

Jiang Chen also looked over, and asked expressionlessly:

"What do you want to say?"

The young man was dressed in Chinese clothes, well-dressed and glamorous, and he stood out from the crowd of poor people and beggars, standing out from the crowd.

He raised his finger and pointed at the one hundred people who had been selected for the martial arts gym, with an angry expression on his face, he said loudly:

"Why, a group of mud-legged and stinky beggars can be selected, why can't I be selected.

Regardless of physical condition or family background, which one of us is inferior to these people?

Master Jiang, why didn't you choose us? "

Everyone did not expect that someone would dare to stand up and question Jiang Chen. This behavior undoubtedly challenged Jiang Chen's authority as the owner of the pavilion, and the atmosphere became tense for a while.

There was silence in the arena, and everyone held their breath secretly, not daring to make a sound.

Jiang Chen was not angry, but said calmly:

"About how to select candidates, the martial arts hall has its own considerations. The most important factor in selecting disciples this time is to see whether they have the talent for martial arts. Since you are not selected, it is natural that you lack talent."

Hearing Jiang Chen bluntly saying that his talent was not as good as others, the young man blushed with anger, and said embarrassingly:

"I don't believe their talents can surpass mine."

"Believe it or not."

Jiang Chen looked indifferent, ignored the young man in fancy clothes, and said to the unsuccessful ones:

"Alright, don't be disappointed if you didn't get selected, this is just the first time Xinghuo Martial Art has recruited disciples, in two or three months, we will recruit more disciples, you can come again then.

Please leave the martial arts hall now. "

Seeing that Jiang Chen didn't take himself seriously at all, the young man in Chinese clothes was furious in his heart, but he was somewhat rational, and didn't directly conflict with Jiang Chen, but walked towards the gate of the martial arts hall with a dark face:

"There are so many martial arts schools in Foshan, but Xinghuo martial arts school is not the only one. If I have money, I'm afraid I can't find a place to learn boxing.

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor, I will make you regret today's choice sooner or later. "

The few people who were traveling with the young man in Chinese clothes also took a deep breath. They could accept that they lost the election, but they couldn't accept that they were compared by a group of lowly and inferior people.

"The so-called poor and rich in martial arts, without a strong family background, can't support the expenses of one person's martial arts training. No matter how rich Jiang Chen is, he can't support these hundred people to practice martial arts for free for a long time.

I think this Xinghuo martial arts school will collapse sooner or later, such a martial arts school, it doesn't matter if you don't wait. "

"That's right, things like martial arts training have never been related to the mudlegs. Jiang Chen will definitely be dragged down by this group of people in the future. The so-called Sheng Mien fights Mi Qiu, he will have no money in the future, and he will no longer be able to provide food. I am afraid he will be dragged down by these people." people hate."

Jiang Chen didn't know what those youths in fancy clothes were thinking, even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart.

After the losers left, as the 'leader' of the martial arts school, he delivered an important speech to the one hundred disciples.

He first read the rules of the martial arts school, and then talked about the upcoming schedule. Different from other martial arts gyms, Xinghuo martial arts gym has a heavy training load, and the schedule is full from morning to night.

In the end, Jiang Chen asked everyone to measure their height and weight, and the martial arts hall will distribute uniform training uniforms to the disciples.

The style of the exercise clothes has been discussed with the tailor in advance: black base, smart and light, with a red flame embroidered on the chest.

...

night.

Lin Xiaohe walked home after having dinner at the Xinghuo Martial Arts Hall.

On the way, he walked very slowly, because he was too full and too anxious to eat in the martial arts gym before, and he was belching all the way.

Along a river not far from Xinghuo Martial Arts Hall, there are two dilapidated low thatched cottages, which are Lin Xiaohe's home.

The Lin family sat under a big tree at the intersection, waiting for Lin Xiaohe.

Seeing Lin Xiaohe coming back, Lin's mother hurriedly got up and greeted:

"Xiaohe is back, get hungry, let's go in and have a bowl of porridge, I specially left a bowl in the pot."

"No need, I've already eaten in the martial arts hall."

Lin Xiaohe stopped his mother's movements, and then said excitedly:

"Grandma, father, mother, I have good news for you, I was selected by Xinghuo Martial Arts Hall."

Lin's father and Lin's mother were overjoyed when they heard the words, and said with a relieved expression:

"Great, my son is promising now."

"Is it true that this martial arts gym doesn't charge money, but give them back food?"

"right."

Lin Xiaohe nodded, and happily shared today's news with his family:

"You can't guess how powerful our gym owner is. The martial arts gym just opened this morning, Wulongtang, Yuejia martial arts gym, and Mojia boxing..."

"... At noon and night, I ate in the martial arts hall with other disciples. The meals were rich, including vegetables, beans, eggs, and meat..."

"In the future, I plan to live directly in the martial arts hall, so that it is convenient to practice martial arts. When younger brothers and younger sisters sleep, they don't have to squeeze together with me anymore."

After Lin's father and Lin's mother heard this, they were all happy for their son, and urged:

"Master Jiang is so kind to you, you should practice martial arts well, don't be lazy, and remember to repay him well in the future."

Lin Xiaohe nodded solemnly: "Son, remember."

After listening to Lin Xiaohe's narration, Grandma Lin on the side suddenly sighed, with a look of sadness on her old face.