More than 20 northern boxers stood together in twos and threes, and those who had the same door discussed with the same door, and those who did not have discussed with their fellow villagers.

After so many days, most people have already thought about it, and after listening to Fu Xuan's promise just now, they have already made a decision.

"Master, are we really not staying? Listening to what Boss Fu said, the conditions are still good. A young man asked the middle-aged man beside him.

The middle-aged man glanced at Fu Xuan not far away, shook his head and sighed:

"Boss Fu's original intention is good, but with just one passion, sooner or later his money will be exhausted, and then our situation will only be more difficult, so it is better to find another way out as soon as possible. Let's go, don't give up your little red, follow me back to Rehe. ”

Seeing that the voices of everyone's discussion gradually decreased, Fu Xuan glanced around and asked, "Which master intends to go north, just say it, don't mind." ”

"Boss Fu, I'm sorry!" The middle-aged man just now took a step forward with the young man and hugged his fists in salute.

"I won't send it, there will be a date later."

Fu Xuan hugged his fists in return, this middle-aged man is one of the "five tigers" who went south, plus Wan Laisheng, who has long since left, now there are only three tigers left, and it is a good result to be able to leave one tiger in the end.

Anyway, it's just to borrow their names, just like those universities in later generations who borrowed the names of champions to recruit students, martial arts schools are mass-produced martial artists, and those who teach don't need to have much advanced martial arts.

The two who chose to leave turned around and hugged their fists at the rest of the people and walked out of the courtyard. Then two more boxers apologized and withdrew, and finally there were nineteen northern boxers left.

"Thank you all for your support." Fu Xuan hugged his fists to thank everyone, looked at his watch and said, "I'll call the local boxer to come over, everyone will rest for a while." ”

After speaking, he turned around and opened the door and walked in, only the east wing of the courtyard had a telephone. Notifying the Southern Boxers to come over, naturally in order to sign a contract together, they had already promised to teach at the martial arts school, and only a few chose to quit.

The courtyard of the southern boxer is located two streets away, not far from the courtyard of the northern boxer, originally he wanted to buy two adjacent courtyards, but the palace elder said that if he lived together, he was afraid that he would have to make an appointment every day.

In fact, he thinks that it's not bad to make an appointment every day, just to let them improve their strength, but he is afraid of provoking greater contradictions and getting out of control.

Half an hour after the phone call, more than 20 southern boxers swarmed in, and the small courtyard was already a little crowded, and the boxers from the north and south sides had to stand on both sides, their small eyes scolding each other, which could be regarded as restraint.

Shaking his head helplessly, Fu Xuan walked to the middle of the small courtyard, took out a stack of documents from his bag and put them on the stone table, "This is an employment contract, you can take a look at it first." ”

"Hey, Boss Fu, aren't you joking, we don't know a few big characters, and we can't read a few words when we scratch our heads." A loud voice rang out from the crowd, and everyone burst into laughter.

"Don't look at it, Boss Fu, we can still trust it, after all, he is also a member of the palace elder, and he is more or less a person in the martial arts." Someone else spoke up, and the rest nodded in agreement.

Well, they still think that he is just having fun learning martial arts, and Fu Xuan doesn't bother to explain, it doesn't work to pretend to be forced, unless a stunned young man takes the initiative to jump out. Serious matters, pick a few important matters in the contract, he explained to everyone:

“…… Finally, you must strictly cooperate with the school's teaching plan, you can't make your own decisions, we are a martial arts school, not a national art museum, not a sect, and the teaching philosophy is very different. ”

Everyone was silent, and a northern boxer said euphemistically: "Boss Fu, it's not that we don't agree, it's just that martial arts practice is different from ordinary learning, this ......"

Compared with the northern boxers, the local southern boxers are obviously more confident:

"Boss Fu, in my opinion, you can completely hand over the school's teaching to us, just like the Guoshu Pavilion, we will elect a head coach. You can rest assured, as long as this school is open for one day, we will ensure that it will go smoothly and your reputation will increase day by day. ”

Fu Xuan was a little speechless, it seemed that they not only thought that the school would not last long, but also thought that he was just running the school to earn a few shouts.

Indeed, in this era, running schools was a loss-making business, and the Northeast warlord Feng Yong had lost all his family wealth, and it was difficult to maintain the operation of the university he founded.

And no matter how you look at it, his martial arts school is not as good as a tall university, and it trains martial artists, not college students who obey their status.

But martial arts are not only limited to martial arts, it is also a national art, which can be used by the whole people.

After thinking about it, he said in a firm tone: "Your task is to teach, and to teach according to the tasks arranged by the school, this is not a high requirement, right?" ”

Suddenly, a young man stood up from the crowd, clasped his fists at Fu Xuan and said, "Boss Fu, let's do it, I'll have a few simple moves with you." Practicing martial arts is really different from learning something else, I have just practiced martial arts for more than a year, and you are also worshipping under the palace elder, please give me advice. ”

The young man's words were thorny, Fu Xuan looked at everyone thoughtfully, some people looked at their noses and noses, and some people turned their heads directly to look away, it seemed that he had to accept this challenge.

This young man has been learning martial arts for more than a year, and he should not have reached Mingjin, and he has been practicing martial arts for more than five months, but he is not afraid of a battle.

"Gossip Gate Fu Xuan, please." He clasped his fists in salute.

"Hong Fist Fang Yuan, please."

The two of them took a posture and observed a few times, and Fu Xuan took the initiative and slashed it with one palm.

At first, the young man was still on par with Fu Xuan, but it didn't take long for him to decline slightly, and he was a little impatient, and everyone on the spot was a little stunned.

Grabbing a gap in the young man, Fu Xuan hit the opponent's lower abdomen with a palm, and the young man's body lost balance and retreated several steps, and was caught by the person behind him before stabilizing his body.

Smiling slightly, Fu Xuan hugged his fists: "Thank you for your advice." ”

Before the young man could react, he was slapped by others before he hurriedly hugged his fists and saluted back: "Mr. Fu is so good at kung fu, he doesn't dare to teach him." ”

The white-bearded old man was surprised and asked, "Mr. Fu has only been practicing martial arts for five months, right?" ”

"More than five months." Fu Xuan looked at his watch at past four o'clock, and promised Qingqing to go back for dinner, but he couldn't break his promise, "I won't say much, since you can trust me, sign the contract, just put your fingerprint." ”

Everyone didn't say more, they all lined up to press their handprints one by one, and many people sighed and praised him after pressing their handprints: What kind of rivers and lakes are going to produce a good hand and the pillar of the future of martial arts......

Fu Xuan just smiled slightly and didn't answer, or diverted the topic, there was a more powerful little fairy at home, he had nothing to be proud of.

However, when Xiao Nizi was with him, she was so arrogant that she couldn't do it, and she said that this fairy was the first in the universe with the waves! But when there are others, they are humble.

After signing the contract, Fu Xuan finally gave a few words, and then went out and drove to Foshan, I don't know what to eat tonight, but unfortunately Qingqing is unwilling to do it, no, she has to compensate for it a few times to return to reality, but it will take more than ten years to return...

My little lazy cat.

……

Humming a cheerful tune, Liu Qingqing drove home in a classic car, with a basket of vegetables on the passenger seat.

On weekdays, she is responsible for buying vegetables, although it is pretended, the dishes are actually all made from the main god space.

This not only saves the time of buying vegetables, but also ensures that the vegetables are absolutely green, healthy and pollution-free, and she will never get the peppers out, killing multiple birds with one stone.

Today, she got off work early, and when she was still writing a novel in the office just now, she didn't know why, and suddenly wanted to cook for Fu Xiaoxuan tonight. Woo, I told him I didn't want it before, forget it, I should treat him.

Back in the courtyard, the two masters were playing chess in the hall while listening to Peking Opera playing on the gramophone.

Liu Qingqing told them that she would cook in person tonight, but she didn't expect the two elders to look at each other, and Uncle Ding smiled and said: The gramophone is not exciting to listen to the music, little sister, why don't you go to the teahouse tonight to listen to the music?

Ding Chan looked at her with a smile and nodded in agreement.

Liu Qingqing's face was slightly red, and she watched the two elders walk out of the hall door with a smile. Create a two-person world for her and Fu Xiaoxuan? When did the two elders become so trendy?

Smiling helplessly, Liu Qingqing walked to the kitchen with a basket of vegetables and began to work.

It took her a long time to light the fire, and she took a bamboo tube to blow on the fire, and she was choked on it.

coughed a few times, and Fu Xiaoxuan's voice came to his mind:

[Did the little fairy get off work? 】

This is a voice call, automatically connected, Liu Qingqing held back a cough and replied, "You're back?" After speaking, he then blew on the bamboo tube, how could the fire not be strong?

[Uh-huh, do you want me to pick you up?] 】

Another puff of smoke came out, and she couldn't help coughing a few times, "No need, I'll leave work early today." ”

[Qingqing, what's wrong with you? Drink plenty of hot water if your throat is uncomfortable]

Hurriedly stood up, Liu Qingqing laughed: "I choked on drinking water." "Don't tell him it's cooking.

【…… Don't be too anxious to drink water, little stupid]

"Well, I know, hang up." Decisively pinched off the connection and prepared to start cooking, oops, it seems that I forgot to change my clothes.