"So that's it? That's a lot of money? Zhao Congshi said unwillingly.

"Forget it? Never mind? Naturally, you can't just leave it at that! Let me think! Zhao Congyu was naturally unwilling to look at such a fat piece of fat, he couldn't take a bite, and walked around the living room to pay attention.

"Or, let's go to the Zhang family and ask Zhang Junping? I heard that the attention of the bullfighting competition was come up with by Zhang Junping, so let's go find him! Zhao Congshi opened his mouth and suggested.

"Looking for him?" Zhao Congyu stood still and looked at his second brother Zhao Congshi.

"That's right! Speaking of which, we and Zhang Junping are still distant cousins, how can we just think about outsiders when we have a profitable business? Not taking care of your own family? Zhao Congshi said as a matter of course.

Zhang Junping's aunt and grandmother are married to Zhao Kuangyin's younger brother Zhao Tingmei, and from here, they can really be counted as distant cousins.

But if you really have to count it according to generation, Zhao Congyu and they want to call Zhang Junping a cousin.

Of course, this kind of kinship is not a kinship at all in the eyes of these people, so when they can use it, they take it out and set it up, and at other times, who knows what kind of relative you are.

If you really want to turn relatives, between the powerful people of the Great Song Dynasty, they can climb up to the kinship.

When it is time to suppress, when it is time to compete for interests, it will not be polite at all.

"I'm afraid that Zhang Junping won't recognize us as a relative! He is now a cronie of the official family, the prince's left concubine!

How can you interact with us royal relatives? Zhao Congyu shook his head.

"He doesn't want to deal with us, we just have to deal with him!

If he doesn't come to our house, let's go to Zhang's house, can he still kick us out?

If you don't think of a way to make money like a bullfight, I'll live in his Zhang house, and I'll see what he does! Zhao Congshi said ruthlessly.

After all, the eighth prince who beats the unconscious king and the greedy ministers is fictional, and his descendants are not great characters.

Zhao Congyu, Zhao Congshi is a little better than Zhang Jianzhong, he belongs to the more cerebral gentleman, fighting cocks and walking dogs, the beauties at home are like clouds, and there are many Qinglou restaurants.

There is a group of helpers at home, and the green-skinned scoundrels are naturally contaminated with some scoundrel atmosphere.

"Good! Just do as you say, go to that Zhang Junping, and if you don't give us an idea to make money, we will live in Zhang's house and not leave! No matter how powerful he Zhang Junping is, he still dares to kill you and me? Zhao Congyu clapped his hands and said.

"Yes, if you borrow his ten guts from Zhang Junping, he won't dare to move a finger of us!" Zhao Congshi was never afraid of big things, and shouted.

……

After Zhang Junping came out of Qingning Palace, he rushed to the camp of the farm in the south of the city.

"One-two-one, one-two-one, one, two, three, four! One two three four! ”

When it was still a few hundred meters away from the camp of the farmer in the south of the city, I heard the sound of neat slogans coming from inside.

Three hundred family members were running circles, and more than 500 boy scouts composed of orphans were also running circles behind, completing the tasks assigned to them by Zhang Junping, and stepping on the martial arts arena with their feet.

Use your feet to step on the martial arts arena, not to let them step on it slowly, little by little, but to use the way of running to step on the ground.

They have been running from the fifth watch day to the present, and the clothes on the three hundred family members have been soaked with sweat, and the ends of their hair are dripping down, and they are still holding on until they can't run, fall and get up, which is the first task on the first day of their devil's training.

Running until they can't run, it's just an appetizer, and there are still a lot of big meals waiting for them in the back.

Those scouts who follow the laps naturally don't participate in devil training, they just do simple sports after breakfast.

Later they would return to the classroom and follow the husband to the study.

Zhang Junping stood outside the martial arts arena, watching one family member after another fall to the ground, and he couldn't get up, so he was carried aside by the handyman hired from the farm, watered them, and let them rest.

"Stop!" It wasn't until there were still more than a dozen people running on the field that Zhang Junping shouted to stop.

Zhang Junping stopped, and more than a dozen people fell to the ground, just now these dozen people were already at the end of the crossbow, barely relying on a force to support it.

Zhang Junping is still very satisfied with the performance of these three hundred families.

People who have practiced martial arts since childhood have strong roots and bones, and they are indeed more durable than ordinary people.

Wait for them to recover before they start eating.

Breakfast was hearty for people of this era, with eggs, two per person, and bone broth made from beef bones and pork bones, and pancakes.

Let them eat beef every day, Zhang Junping really can't afford to raise them, but the soup made of beef bones and pig bones is added with some nourishing herbs, which is as nutritious.

A meal of bone broth, eggs, and pancakes every morning, pork stewed cabbage and pancakes at noon, pickles, millet porridge, and pancakes in the evening, and beef every seven days are enough.

After a brief rest after breakfast, we gathered again in the martial arts arena.

So far, Zhang Junping has not taught them any martial arts, only the three-body pile for building the foundation.

Now the training task is to train their bodies, exercise their leg strength, waist strength, arm strength, wrist strength.

"Everyone has just eaten a full meal, not suitable for too strenuous exercise, let's have something simple, digest and digest food!" Zhang Junping smiled and waved his hand.

The handyman sent the props that Zhang Junping had prepared for him.

The prop is very simple, a long wooden stick with a rope tied to it, and two large green bricks tied to the other end of the rope.

Although this green brick is not the kind of big green brick used on the city wall, each piece weighs two or three catties, and two green bricks are five or six catties.

"Take the stick, raise your arms shoulder-width apart, stand on your horse, turn the stick slowly, and wrap the rope around the stick until it is all wrapped around the stick! Then reverse and slowly let go of the rope! Zhang Junping explained and demonstrated to them over and over again.

"Do this repeatedly, do a hundred warm-ups first!" Zhang Junping's words were very easy and his requirements were very simple, but in the ears of the three hundred family members, it was as terrible as the voice of the devil.

Zhang Junping's requirements look simple, but with their understanding of Zhang Junping's time during this time, they often look at simple requirements, and in the end they will all suffer.

"Report!"

"Say!"

"Lang Jun, is it useful for us to practice this?"

"Is it useful, look at Zhang Yang! He only practiced a simple punch and kick, and he could beat all the invincible opponents, why?

It's not because of the mystery of his punch and kick! The mystery is that his foundation is countless times more solid than yours!

Therefore, what you have to do now is not to learn any advanced martial arts, what to learn from superb sword techniques, but to lay a solid foundation and then consolidate it!

I don't dare to say it, as long as you do what I ask and persist for three months, even if you don't learn any advanced martial arts, you can be regarded as a well-known master in Beijing, at least stronger than ordinary forbidden soldiers! ”