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Chapter 8 Martial Arts Master
On the day of the summer solstice in 1024 in the Gregorian calendar, the sun was hanging in the sky, and it hadn’t rained in the past month. The scorching sun made the grass on the ground a little wilted, and the bees and butterflies disappeared.

The farmers in the fields drove their cattle and horses down to the field at dawn, and used columbine carts to sow peas, chickpeas, and soybeans that the young master bought from overseas pagans two years ago in the wheat harvested fields.

This summer is hotter than previous years. At about 10 o'clock, the farmers had to stop their farm work and take their cattle and horses to rest under the shade of the trees beside the fields.

Fortunately, there are many large and small rivers in Weisenling, and there are waterwheels to carry water, so the fields are not worried about drought.

On the edge of a farmland near Wessenburg, a group of farmers were blowing the wind in the shade of trees, discussing strange things on the distant mountains.

Not long ago, several people discovered that the scenery on the mountain was distorted, and there was the cemetery of the Wesson family.

Some of the farmers thought that something was wrong there, some thought they were dizzy from the heat.

Frederick in the cemetery didn't know whether the farmers were dizzy or not. Anyway, he was a little dizzy, and Ah Fu had already fainted to the ground, almost hitting his head on the tombstone of Frederick's great-grandfather.

Just now, Old Wesson's former friend Richard Nall came to the tomb. The extreme sadness made him lose control of his emotions, and the power he released had a huge impact on the surroundings.

The might of the Juggernaut is terrifying!
A memory popped up in Frederick's mind. In his previous life, a buddy in the university dormitory went fishing at home. One year, a rich guy in the dormitory hired his family's fishing boat to invite everyone to experience fishing. Someone was in charge. seasick.

At this time, he knew that he was standing on the grass in the cemetery, but he felt that he was standing on the rough sea, everything around him was shaking up and down, and he had to adjust his center of gravity to avoid falling.

In the eyes of Richard Nall, the young son of an old friend is like a pin hit by a bowling ball, wobbling but not falling.

He stroked his beard, narrowed his eyes slightly, and made a decision in his heart.

After shaking for a few minutes, Frederick finally stopped. After standing still, he heard Richard Nall say calmly: "Let's go."

Richard Nall turned around and walked towards the gate of the cemetery. When passing by Ah Fu, he raised his foot and kicked him on the thigh, and said with a sneer, "Don't pretend."

Ah Fu got up expressionlessly, as if nothing had happened, and walked out of the cemetery behind Richard Nall and Frederick.

"After I became famous, there were many people who wanted to know me, but Henry was the most special of them all." Richard Nall told Frederick about the past, "When he first saw me, he asked me, In a dark place, if you dig a hole in the river ice in winter, fish will come out of it by themselves."

"At that time, many people wanted to recruit me. I thought Henry wanted to use my hobbies to get in touch with me."

"After getting along for a long time, I found that he really just wanted to ask if there are any good fishing places on this land."

"Four years ago, when we met for the last time, he told me, you are a smart little guy, I will take care of your territory when you grow up in a few years, and then hired me as a bodyguard to go to the rainforest in the south and the west See what you can catch at the far end of the ocean, the sea of ​​ice to the north, and the east."

A smile emerged from the corner of Frederick's mouth, his father could indeed do this.

"He's fishing at Xinghe now," Frederick said. "I think he'll keep Pisces."

Richard Nall laughed, stretched out his head and stroked Frederick's golden hair, and said, "If he doesn't keep it, I'll beat him up every day."

The corner of Frederick's mouth twitched, and then he was startled and asked in surprise, "Your Excellency intends to stay here?"

"You're not welcome?" Richard Nall asked.

Frederick scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm afraid there aren't enough pork knuckles in the territory."

Richard Nall knocked the little guy on the head with a smile.

He continued: "Over the years, I have traveled to many places, fought against countless warriors, and seen countless martial arts."

"Now I need to find a place, settle down, refine my martial arts skills, and take in students by the way."

Frederick immediately said happily: "That's good, now I have established a Wessenburg University in the manor by Lake Brombach. I am the principal, and now I can appoint you as the vice-principal. You can Concentrate on studying martial arts and teaching students there."

"For me, there are Jurgen, Lothar, Andre, Gade, Heinz, Bernd, Matthias, Stefan, Oliver, Michael, Miloslav, etc. A batch of promising young people, they will certainly not insult your name."

The combat strength of the older generation in Wessenland has passed away except for Franz, who is the only one who has survived.

Richard Nall's favorite food is the roasted pork knuckle from Wesson collar. This kind of roasted pork knuckle is made by first cutting a few slices of pork knuckle, spreading the sauce made of salt and cheap spices, and then marinating in the ice cellar for two days at low temperature. Then put it into the broth to cook, take out the sauce and moisture on the dry pork skin, apply honey, wine, vinegar and water on the crispy skin water, and finally dry it and put it in the oven on high heat. In a plate with a layer of sauerkraut.

Frederick felt that if Richard Nar was willing to start a class at Weissburg University to accept students, it would be no problem to invite him to eat nine meals of roast pork knuckle in three days.

Richard Nall looked at the kid who was counting on his head with a dumbfounded look. If it were anyone else, he would understand the hint that he was going to take him as a disciple. But this guy was lucky. He arranged his duties and work first, not only did he not think about himself, Haven't talked about the salary yet.

"Haven't you considered yourself?" The Juggernaut said angrily, "Or are you afraid to go to the battlefield?"

"You haven't said how much the deputy principal's salary is for a long time. Could it be that you want to use roasted pork knuckles as my salary?"

"The honey used for roasting pork knuckles is very difficult to buy, so let's forget it."

Frederick was stunned for a moment, scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm afraid that my qualifications are too low and I'll insult your reputation."

"Honey... oops! How did I forget this!!"

Richard Nall saw the little guy startled, and asked curiously: "Why, what kind of crazy idea did you think of?"

Frederick replied: "I thought of a kind of sugar that can barely replace honey!"

Richard Nall said with a smile: "If there is such sugar, honey will not be so expensive."

"Don't tell me it's lead sugar, that stuff is poison!"

"No, no!" Frederick shook his head like a rattle, "Sugar made from pure grains is not poisonous, and the price is much lower than honey."

Richard Nall shook his head slightly, and said: "Don't waste food, how many people have tried something that can replace honey, and none of them have been successful for so many years."

Frederick said confidently: "No problem, I can definitely do it!"

Richard Nall continued to shake his head. There are many people who want to make sugar in the world. The closest thing to success is rum, which is far from sugar.

"You can try." He entered the elder mode, fearing that the son of an old friend would go astray, "But at most, you can only use the same amount of food as your weight. If you exceed this amount, you must stop, and you will give up this idea from now on."

Frederick has never been short of nutrition since he was a child, and has not lacked for generations. Now at the age of eight, he has grown to 1.3 meters and weighs 30 kilograms.

He thought for a while, and said confidently: "I'm sure I'll succeed once!"

Richard Nall touched his head and said, "If you really succeed, I will take you as an apprentice."

Frederick thought for a while and said to him: "If it succeeds, we will split the profit of this business in half."

Richard Nall just smiled, as if it was a child's whimsy.

A few days passed like this. During this period, Frederick asked Afu to go to Mingxing City in the south to buy glutinous rice imported from the south. Because the price was not very high due to water transportation, the locals occasionally took some fresh ones to cook porridge. .

On the last day of June, Richard Nall scooped up some maltose with a spoon. After observing for a long time, he took a sip, and his complexion immediately became solemn.

(End of this chapter)