Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 Wanfeng woke up very early the next day, thanks to his habit of getting up and exercising every morning.

　　 Even though he could not perform his fist here, he still used the bed to do dozens of push-ups, and then woke Zhang Xian to eat breakfast.

　　 On the street in 1980, there are no breakfast stalls that can be found everywhere in later generations. You have to go to the restaurant for breakfast.

　　 It was the same restaurant where I ate yesterday. Wanfeng drank a bowl of millet porridge and a salted duck egg. Zhang Xian drank a bowl of porridge plus a salted duck egg and a green onion cake. It cost a total of two cents.

　　 "Where are we going now?" Zhang Xian asked after breakfast and went out.

　　 It's about half past six in the morning, and it seems a bit early to go to someone's door.

　　 "Let’s go for a stroll first, and see someone who recognizes the door later."

　　 The two wandered around the street until the shops along the way opened.

　　 strolled for a while to see that the time was almost eight o'clock, Wan Feng and Zhang Xian bought gifts in a store and rode a tram to Sagou.

　　 Sagou, close to Bohai Port, was called the Red House before liberation. From the time of the Russian rule, this was the area where coolies working in Bohai Port gathered until after liberation.

　　 It is said that in the Qing Dynasty, there was a Thanksgiving Temple in a ravine here. The temple’s ruins were submerged in the reservoir when the reservoir was built later.

　　 After arriving at Sigou, an enthusiastic person told Wanfeng the place he wanted to find, and they found a large courtyard smoothly.

　　 "Excuse me, Mr. Zhang Xitang's home here?"

　　 After getting a positive answer, Wan Feng was invited into the yard by a young man in his twenties.

　　 The yard is very large. In addition to the left and right wing, there is a large open space in the middle, which is also very interesting. The yard is filled with exercise equipment such as stone locks, barbells, and horizontal bars.

　　 An energetic old man in his 50s or 60s stood in front of the main room, thinking that Wanfeng was here to learn art.

　　 It's time for Wanfeng to report to his family.

"I'm Zhang Guangpu's disciple, but I'm not an official disciple because he didn't officially accept me as a disciple. This time he asked me to pick up some local specialties from Hongya." Wan Feng took the things Zhang Guangpu asked him to carry out of his bag. Take it out, the two small bags don't know what's in them.

　　 Wanfeng respectfully handed the small bag to the youth, and at the same time gave the gift to the youth.

　　 "This is my gift, no respect."

　　 Wanfeng’s gift was two bottles of Xishui Laojiao and two pieces of tin foil wrapped Jiang Fan. These gifts cost him more than ten yuan, which was considered a great gift at the time.

　　 If Zhang Guangpu officially accepts him as a disciple, the old man at the door will be his master, and the young man who opened the door for him is his uncle.

　　 But even so, Wan Feng had to call the old man his master and the young man his uncle.

　　 The youth is Zhang Guangpu’s third brother, Zhang Guangluo. What Wan Feng didn’t know was that Zhang Guangluo was a very famous person in Sigou.

　　 Zhang Guangluo is a master of tumble skills, and ordinary people can't get close to three or five.

　　 These Zhang Guangpu never talked to him.

　　 Before liberation, this was the place where coolies gathered, mainly for loading and unloading ships. They had no strength or good health to carry the Tsarist Russians and Orientals, and it was just for self-preservation.

　　 There is a mixture of fish and dragons here, and it is really impossible to protect yourself without a little effort.

　　 So some people started to practice martial arts and wrestling spontaneously.

The Zhang family came from the Guan, the ancestral smashing quickly, so it quickly gained fame here. There were many disciples under the front door of the liberation. In the later period of the Anti-Japanese War, they had dozens of light and dark struggles with the Orientals, and they had sent valuable information many times. To the party’s underground organization.

　　 Now, although the Zhang family has not opened doors to teach apprentices, there are still wrestling enthusiasts in the city gathering to learn about martial arts.

　　 This Bu Wanfeng sat here for only half an hour, and no less than four or five people came to this yard to verify each other and learn from each other.

　　 Zhang Guangluo was surprised to hear that his elder brother gave Wan Feng the book of wrestling, but his eyes widened when Wan Feng said that he had already started the last set of wrestling skills.

　　 "Have you eaten the first two sets?"

　　 Wanfeng was a little confused when asked, and nodded vaguely.

　　 He didn't think there was anything strange about the routines in that wrestling book.

　　 "Have you practiced all the cracking methods?"

　　 "Master taught it."

　　 "Come on, let's fall twice." Zhang Guangdong pulled Wan Feng up.

　　 Isn’t that a silly thing? With his thirteen-year-old small body, he would be Zhang Guanglu’s opponent. Although he used to tie Zhang Guangpu at home, he was given one hand.

　　 There is a huge difference between one less hand and many more hands in wrestling.

　　 "I will give you a hand." Zhang Guangluo put a hand in the exercise belt.

　　 Wanfeng still dared to make a gesture with one hand, at least not to be smashed into a comparison, and no matter how polite it was, it was hypocritical, and Wanfeng also entered the scene unceremoniously and took a stand.

Zhang’s fast wrestling originated from Baoding. There is still a big difference between traditional wrestling and improved Chinese wrestling. The basic movements are: don’t, don’t, carry, pull, pick, collapse, chop, kuai, and rub. , Bump, etc.

　　Because of the unimproved reasons, the Zhangjia wrestling technique is mainly practical without the fancy performances, so Wan Feng and Zhang Guangdong only confronted each other for less than two seconds before they fell together.

　　 Here, Zhang Guangluo will explore the claws of an oolong, Wanfeng will go back to the rhinoceros looking at the moon, Zhang Guangluo will have another elbow lock, Wanfeng will have a twist...

　　 You came and I fell in love with the two of them.

Even though Zhang Guangdong gave up a hand, Wan Feng knew that he couldn't face the opponent with hard steel, no matter how the age difference was there, so he quickly moved around Zhang Guangdong, and when I caught the opportunity, I attacked one. If you can't catch it, you won't catch it.

　　 Two people fell for a long time~www.ltnovel.com~ Zhang Guangdong really didn't fall Wanfeng down.

　　 "No, you are shameless, don't keep turning around like a rat." Zhang Guangyao was angry and laughed. Why did the eldest brother accept such a slippery apprentice?

　　 Wanfeng curled his lips: "Uncle Master, let me fall with you head-on, if you let one hand I can't get you, I'm not stupid."

　　 "Why don't I let you back?"

　　 Wanfeng shook his head like a rattle: "Don't do it, Master has done it just like that, and I fell under the pressure when I turned over. My small physique can't hold your head, so I won't suffer this loss."

　　 "But how can you practice like this?"

　　 "I didn't go to the competition and didn't point to this to eat. I just practiced twice and I encountered an emergency to buy myself time to escape. Why should I practice it?"

　　 Zhang Guangluo is speechless, and there is such a person?

　　 Just then, when the door rang, someone came in.

　　 "Master, I came to see you again, hey, are you talking to others?"

　　 Wanfeng turned his head and waited to see the visitor clearly, a strange expression appeared on his face.

　　 This guy is also learning wrestling here?

　　 There seems to be something wrong, there must be something wrong with this world.

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