Lin Sha returned to Baozhilin in a happy mood......

Although he was severely reprimanded in the Yamen of the General Army, suffered a lot of white eyes and cowardices, and was almost not forked out by a group of soldiers who were five big and three thick, he was in a very good mood after achieving the purpose of this trip.

That's right, the new Foshan chief soldier didn't promise anything, but if he didn't express his position, even if he acquiesced, he acquiesced to the existence of the militia and Bao Zhilin, as long as he didn't do too much, it would be fine.

When the news came back to Bao Zhilin, it was naturally a lot of jubilation.

With the acquiescence of the Foshan General Army, under the instigation of Lin Sha, the cheap master Huang Feihong put down all his scruples, except for leaving the necessary manpower to stay in Baozhilin, all the rest of his energy was used to develop the trade between the militia and the foreigners.

After two deals with the British fleet, the militia suddenly had more money in their hands and was able to purchase and hoard more daily necessities.

With the example of the British fleet, a group of British merchants in Foshan took the initiative to come to the door, hoping that the militia would also provide them with a large amount of daily necessities.

Then there were the merchants of other Western countries, in short, the militia group became very busy all of a sudden, and they were busy doing business with foreigners all day long, collecting money and receiving hand cramps.

However, in just one month, the economic situation of the young and strong people of the militia has greatly improved, and at least they have broken out of the poverty line and are rapidly moving towards a well-off life, and their hands have also become richer.

At the suggestion of Lin Sha and the strong support of the cheap master Huang Feihong, a group of young people gritted their teeth and scraped together enough money, in addition to leaving the capital to continue to do foreigners' business, they also borrowed a sum from Qianzhuang to buy a small merchant ship that could sail offshore.

The main sailing destination of small merchant ships is Qiongzhou Island, which is known as a deserted place in the Qing Dynasty and has a reputation as the end of the world in later generations. It's not because there are any big business opportunities here, but Qiongzhou Island is not far from the southern area of Annan, where Liu Yongfu, the leader of the Black Flag Army, fought, and is only separated by the Beibu Gulf, which is less than a thousand miles away!

After all, Bao Zhilin is just a medical hall, and the cheap master Huang Feihong is only a generation of famous doctors and martial arts masters, not a general who has a strict command of the army, and it is too embarrassing for him to take on the livelihood and future of hundreds of young people.

Liu Yongfu entrusted the water master to the cheap master at the beginning, and it can be said that he was completely blindsided.

And Lin Sha himself is not a person with good power and money, he is most interested in the traditional kung fu of a cheap master. Before, because of the survival of the militia group, I had to spend energy on this, but now that the situation is improving, I should try to return to a normal state, and the militia brothers who have been transformed from the Black Flag Army Navy Division are still better to let Liu Dashuai command and control them by himself, and it is better for him and people like cheap masters to get involved less.

With the small merchant ship purchased by gritting his teeth, carrying the core members of the militia group to Qiongzhou Island not far away, whether it was Lin Sha or the cheap master, as well as the brothers of Baozhi Lin, they all breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's finally done!

……

In the early morning of this day, Huang Feihong took a group of apprentices, followed by a few young people from the militia, and went to the beach to practice boxing in the morning according to normal circumstances.

After the training was completed, he sent away a young man of the militia who was in a hurry to make money, and the cheap master kept the first junior brother, saying that there was nothing important at the moment to test the kung fu of the disciples.

"Liang Kuan, come with you!"

When he returned to Bao Zhilin, Huang Feihong glanced at Liang Kuan, a clever boy with a face full of anticipation and apprehension, and greeted with a slight smile.

"Okay, Master Huang!"

Liang Kuan has been depressed for a while lately, and because of him, he almost caused the militia and Wong Fei Hung to be hit hard.

After knowing that it was powerful, he was afraid and very guilty, he first quit his 'pseudo' martial arts life in the troupe, followed the militia to work in the dock area, and earned the difference by buying vegetables and vegetables and selling them to foreigners, but he also had a worry-free life.

Although he has been hit frequently, he has never given up his original intention of learning martial arts, and has always insisted on training with the militia Qingzhuang and Huang Feihong, and the foundation has been quite solid in the past two months.

At this time, as soon as he heard that he had the opportunity to observe Huang Feihong's kung fu test with his own eyes, Liang Kuan suddenly blossomed and resumed his usual lively nature, and his mouth made everyone laugh and laugh as if he was mixing oil in honey.

And Huang Feihong still admires Liang Kuan, a clever boy who is willing to work hard.

He didn't blame Liang Kuan for his recklessness at the beginning, it is understandable that young people are hot-blooded and impulsive, the key is to have a heart that insists on working hard.

Coincidentally, Liang Kuan's performance was just right for his appetite.

In the past, it was necessary to support the living expenses of hundreds of young and strong people's leagues, and Bao Zhilin's finances have been very tight, but now that the militia has enough means of livelihood, and when he contacts Liu Dashuai, who is on the front line of Annan's resistance to France, he will not worry about their future future, without heavy economic pressure, Huang Feihong's burden is light, and he can't help but move the idea of accepting a few more disciples.

And Liang Kuan happened to be one of the disciple goals in his heart!

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In the small martial arts training field in the backyard of Baoling Lin, Huang Feihong and a cadre of apprentices, as well as Liang Kuan, an outsider, and the uninvited 'special guest' of the thirteenth aunt formed a small circle, watching the competition in the center of the venue attentively.

"Senior Brother Ling, be careful!"

In the center of the small field, Lin Sha's body bowed slightly, like a ferocious tiger about to prey, his body was full of qi and blood, and his momentum climbed all the way up, and he roared suddenly, stepped on the unicorn step, and his right fist was like a cannonball.

Bang!

Ling Yunkai, who was competing with him, didn't dare to be careless, his face was full of seriousness, he lunged under his feet, twisted his body and twisted his waist, and responded with a fierce and abnormal cannon fist.

Two fists wrapped in a fierce wind collided fiercely in the air!

A banging sound came out, and the wind was full of energy, and the wind whistled, blowing the cheeks of the spectators and changing color slightly.

"Okay, take me again!"

Lin Sha slid backwards for more than a meter, easily resisting the power of the shock of the fist, the battle intent in his eyes was raging, and he stepped forward and turned his fists into claws, like a tiger descending the mountain with a fierce momentum and waving in a row, and the move was not far from the vital point of Ling Yunkai's upper body.

Drink!

Ling Yunkai had not yet recovered from the aftermath of the shock just now, and in the face of Lin Sha's fierce attack, he could only stare blankly, puffing out a breath of hot air in his chest, and his fists were staggered up and down to resist with difficulty.

The two of them were fighting happily, but after a while, they were sweating profusely and steaming all over.

Syllable! Syllable!

Suddenly, Lin Sha suddenly turned his claws into pecks, pecking left and right at a dazzling high speed, Ling Yunkai only felt a sharp pain in his hands and wrists, and couldn't help but exhale miserably, his hands were soft, and the door was wide open.

Seeing this great opportunity, Lin Sha suddenly stepped forward, bent down and twisted to punch a standard I-shaped Fuhu fist, and stopped in mid-air in Ling Yunkai's shocked eyes.

The strong wind blew on his face, and his cheeks hurt and his eyes couldn't be opened.

"Senior Brother Ling, I have conceded!" Lin Sha's angry voice came......