behind me is the earth.

Chapter 27 027. Lan's Martial Art Museum
The next morning, the sun shone into the bedroom through the window lattice, and Ren Pingsheng woke up naturally after sleeping. Si Qi took out the wooden bucket that Master Ren had thrown away, and Ruhua prepared warm water and clean clothes for Master Ren to wash his face in advance. towel.

The dining table has already been set in the main hall over there, and Qingyin and Wangshu brought up the meals prepared in the kitchen.

While eating, Ren Pingsheng recalled the dream he had last night.

I vaguely remember that in my dream, I seemed to have laid down a big country and a big harem at the same time.

Later, he seemed to bring his parents over, and introduced them to them, "Parents, look, this is Empress Chunyuan, your eldest daughter-in-law; this is Concubine De, your second daughter-in-law; this is Concubine Hua, you The third daughter-in-law... This is Qigui, your 108 daughter-in-law, this is Chungui, your 168 daughter-in-law... This is Huang Cairen, your 10086 daughter-in-law...
Come on, everyone is there, look to the right, look forward, take a break, call parents..."

Thinking of the scene in his dream last night, he blushed a little, and he didn't know why he had such a dream.

"Picturesque, I heard there is a seller of candied haws outside?"

Ren Pingsheng moved his ears and heard the voice from the front yard.

Ruhua went to the door and listened carefully, then nodded and said, "Master, there are candied haws for sale."

"Go and buy some strings for me, as well as for housekeeper Xiaowan and the two children in the backyard.

The four of you are also in a group. "

When Ruhua heard that she had her own, she was immediately overjoyed.

Taking the copper coins, he quickly ran out towards the front yard like a gust of wind, passed through the gate of the second courtyard, bypassed the screen wall, ran out of the gate of the Ren Mansion, and shouted at the man carrying the candied haws: "Hey!" The one who sells candied haws!"

"Yeah, how many strings do you want to buy, miss?"

Hearing that, the candied haws seller hurried over and asked with a smile on his face.

Hearing the candied haws seller calling her Miss, Ruhua felt even happier, with a happy smile on her face, and stretched out her hands: "Ten skewers!"

"Okay, 30 papers of sincerity."

The hawker was also happy. He took off 10 bunches of candied haws, wrapped them in oiled paper, and handed them to Ruhua.

Ruhua paid the money, first gave Master Ren two bunches, and then gave Xiaowan a bunch, and then happily shared the candied haws in the yard.

Knowing that it was bought by Mr. Ren, the maids and children came to the main hall to thank them one after another.

After breakfast and sweet and sour candied haws, it was already 09:30 in the morning. Ren Pingsheng took some gifts and went to the front yard to call Liu Qiang, Sledgehammer and Lao Liu. Walk to the Lan's Martial Arts Hall at the junction with the North District.

When they reached the gate of the martial arts hall, Liu Shicheng was already waiting for them here.

"Brother Ren!"

Liu Shicheng hurriedly greeted him: "Brother Ren, Brother Shiqiang, Liu'er, Sledgehammer, I have already made an agreement with our museum owner and senior senior brother. It happens that the museum owner and senior senior brother are free today, and the museum owner will personally take care of them later." Brother, touch it and see how talented it is in martial arts."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Ren Pingsheng patted Liu Shicheng on the shoulder, and the group entered the gate of Lan's Martial Arts Hall.

The Lan's Martial Arts Hall occupies quite a large area. Once you enter the gate, you will find a large courtyard paved with green bricks.

Inside is a row of houses, roughly a dozen or so.

"Ha ha!"

After hearing the sound, Ren Pingsheng saw five youths in their 5s who were constantly thrusting and thrusting in front of the hot iron pan.

"Iron Sand Palm?"

Ren Pingsheng saw the steaming iron sand in the iron pot, and those hands that were as red as boiled shrimps, and his heart tightened.

He took a few steps closer and took a closer look. What kind of hands were those? The fingers were as thick as radishes. The fingers, palms, and backs of the hands were covered with calluses. There were layers of rough calluses. When they held hands When the punches come, they are like bowls made of iron!
What is the difference between hitting someone with a punch like this and hitting someone with a hammer?

"Will all hands become like this when practicing martial arts?"

After walking away, Ren Pingsheng whispered next to Liu Shicheng, and couldn't help but glance at Liu Shicheng's hands.

Liu Shicheng's hands are quite normal.

"Lan's Martial Art Museum has several kinds of martial arts, including fundamental skills and general skills such as Iron Sand Palm.

It's not like practicing fundamental skills. "

As he said that, Liu Shicheng also leaned into Ren Pingsheng's ear, and whispered: "The few disciples you saw practicing iron sand palms are all from families with little money and want to become famous. They hang in the martial arts hall as registered disciples. After learning kung fu, I will pay back after earning money outside.

They have no money, they only practice ordinary exercises, and they can't get the food and medicine prescriptions in the exercises, and these people can't even eat enough to pay for it, let alone cook medicinal food and mix medicinal wine. Practicing in this way will naturally get twice the result with half the effort, and it will also damage the body.

Most of these people will join gangs like the Wolf Gang in the future. "

Ren Pingsheng nodded: "I see."

There is still no money to make a fuss, and this Lan's martial arts gym is not for charity.

However, these people can absorb it themselves.

Ren Pingsheng thought to himself.

Liu Shicheng led Ren Pingsheng and the others, bypassed the front row of houses, and came to the backyard.

The backyard is a little smaller, but after entering the lobby, the space inside the house is large and empty, covering an area of ​​more than 300 square meters.

There are weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds on both sides of the lobby. There is a pair of "Wu" characters on the front wall. Between the iron hooks and silver paintings, there is a sense of confusion.

"Mr. Ren."

At this time, an old man with white beard and hair, thin body, and a little stooped came out from the small door on the side of the lobby.

Behind him was a tall man, about 1.9 meters tall, a little taller than Ren Pingsheng.

His arms are long and naturally hang down almost to his knees.

He has a square head, square face, and sharp eyes. When he looks at each other, he gives people a sharp feeling, but he doesn't look too forceful. When he smiles because of the eye contact, he also has a sense of uprightness.

"Curator Blue!"

At Liu Shicheng's prompt, Ren Pingsheng bowed slightly and said in greeting.

"Not bad, really good, this bone statue is really good!"

Curator Lan walked up to the five people, bowed his hands to Ren Pingsheng and returned a salute. When he glanced at Chen Dachui, his eyes were fixed, and he couldn't help but praise him.

"Everyone, come in and have a seat."

The long-armed man behind greeted everyone, and they entered through the side door together, and there was a suite inside.

The stove was burning red, and the room was steaming and very warm.

After sitting down, Ren Pingsheng signaled, and Liu Qiang put the gift under the table.

They are all some melons and fruits prepared for the opening yesterday. This season, melons and fruits are precious, and some fruits are special products of Guangmiao and other provinces in this world, and they are very popular.

"Curator Lan, this is our entry ceremony, let's show our sincerity."

After Liu Qiang put a blue purse embroidered with silver thread on the table, Ren Pingsheng said to the blue curator.

"Put it up."

Curator Lan did not greet Ren Pingsheng politely.

He runs the martial arts gym just to make money, and he especially likes rich and powerful people like Ren Pingsheng.

The long-armed man held the purse in his hand, and after weighing it for a while, he knew what it was, a total of 20 taels of silver.

He couldn't help but glanced at Ren Pingsheng, feeling that this Mr. Ren was really generous and sincere.

Seeing what the long-armed man looked like, Ren Pingsheng nodded and smiled at him.

20 taels of silver, not to mention four people practicing martial arts here, even if they can establish a friendship with Lan's martial arts, it is also very worthwhile.

(End of this chapter)