Han Baohu watched Ji Ying leave the Black Tiger Hall in despair, and his mood suddenly became much more relaxed.

People are like this, they don't suffer from widowhood but from inequality.

He must have been angry and complaining when he was unlucky, but when he found out that there were people who were even more unlucky than him, his mood was not so bad.

Even he didn't realize that he was already unconsciously transferring his anger towards Zhang Chu to someone who was unlucky than him......

Only when people face a strong person who they can't compete with, will they transfer their bad emotions to someone who is weaker than themselves.

......

Not long after Han Baohu left, Da Xiong went and returned, "Master Chu, the new carriage has been bought!"

Zhang Chu squinted at him, "Won't you let me down again?"

This big bear is good at everything, but he doesn't use his brains to do things.

Gotta Femdom!

Big Bear's head hung even lower, "The guarantee won't let you down again!"

Zhang Chu happily got up: "Take a look!"

A black carriage stopped in the courtyard.

The carriage is boxy, very simple, there is no superfluous pattern carving, but the wood used is very thick, and the bottom panel of the car is a palm thick, giving people the feeling of a black rhinoceros, lying quietly in the grass.

Zhang Chu stepped forward and gently tapped the side panel with his fingers.

The voice is muffled, as if solid.

Zhang Chu took a step back with satisfaction and looked at the entire carriage: "Is this made of ironwood?"

Big Bear: "Yes, Master Chu!"

"How much money did it cost?"

"One hundred and twenty taels!"

Zhang Chu groaned slightly and said, "It's not cheap, but it's worth the money...... Lead the horse, let's go to the cattle and sheep market!"

"Yes, Master Chu!"

......

The carriage was spacious enough for one person to lie flat.

The mat is also soft and does not chuckle.

But sitting up, it's not comfortable.

A small rock the size of a palm can make the whole carriage jump, and people sitting in it are like riding a roller coaster.

The experience was extremely poor!

The carriage passed through the cattle and sheep market and went to the Liang house.

Zhang Chu got out of the carriage with a hammer on his waist, and scolded in his heart: "Damn, you have to find a way to get a shock absorber, otherwise this thing really can't sit on!"

"Bang bang. ”

Big Bear had already gone up and knocked on the door first.

Fu Bo, who had a straight face, opened the door and saw that it was Zhang Chu, and his old-fashioned face suddenly smiled, "Young Master Chu." ”

"Fauber. ”

Zhang Chu bowed his hand to him politely, "Is the master taking a lunch break?"

"No, I was writing in the study!"

"Okay, then I'll go to his old man's house myself...... Mule, bring one of the antlers from the wagon!"

The mule came over with a bloodstained antler and handed it to Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu took the antlers and handed them to Fu Bo, "On the way here, I saw a hunter selling deer, so I bought this pair of antlers, one is filial to the master, and the other is left for my wife, Fu Bo, this is a good thing, the master is weak, when you cook for his old man in the future, cut a little bit every three or five times, steam eggs, and make soup, which are all excellent...... But remember not to put too much, just a little at a time!"

"I know. ”

Fu Bo looked at the antler velvet in his hand, nodded with a smile, and said, "It's still Young Master Chu who has a heart, unlike some people, who are perfunctory and have other plans." ”

"Oh?"

Zhang Chu stopped his steps about to walk into the house, and asked with great interest, "Has anyone else come to visit the master?"

In Zhang Chu's impression, the little old man is very withdrawn, he doesn't go out of the gate all day long, and a pair of children are not around, Zhang Chu has known him for so long, and he has never seen anyone else visit him.

Fu Bo: "In the past few days, Zhao Changhui has come every day, and the old man is annoying him very much." ”

"Hah!"

Zhang Chu laughed, "He's not stupid!"

"It's not stupid!"

Fauber sneered, "It's just too smart!"

Zhang Chu smiled and waved his hand and went straight to the study.

When he entered the study, Zhang Chu saw Liang Wufeng standing behind the bookcase, holding a large pen with a wolf pen, writing intently.

He stepped aside lightly and craned his neck to watch him write.

He didn't know calligraphy, and he couldn't see how Liang Wufeng wrote this big character, but he felt that the little old man's hand was extremely stable.

The little old man's hand was thick and thick, but it had long been so thin that only skin and bones remained, like chicken paws, but when he held the thumb-thick wolf pen, it was as calm as iron, Zhang Chu stared at his hand for a long time, and he didn't see the slightest trembling!

"This is real kung fu!"

Zhang Chuxin said, "When the little old man was young, he must have been a good hand at wielding blades!"

Catching a pen is like catching a knife!

He has practiced the horizontal knife for so long, and when he stands still with the knife, his hands will still tremble!

Liang Wufeng picked up his pen, raised his eyes and said, "Come and see how these words are!"

Zhang Chu leaned over to take a look and said honestly, "I can't see it." ”

He knows all the words, "Heaven and man are one", but if he wants to say that the writing is good or bad, he really can't see it.

Liang Wufeng turned his face and reprimanded unceremoniously: "There is no ink on the chest, and I know how much I can do in the future if I cut people with a knife!"

"Yes yes yes ......"

Zhang Chu nodded like pounding garlic, but he pondered in his heart, how did this sound, why did it always feel like something was not right?

By the way, isn't this the tone of my own reprimand for Li Gouzi?

Sure enough, your uncle is still your uncle!

What Black Tiger Hall Master, when he comes to the little old man, it's not worth mentioning!

Liang Wufeng enjoyed admiring his masterpiece, spread his hands, and said without looking at Zhang Chu: "Tea!"

Zhang Chu hurriedly poured a bowl of hot tea and delivered it to his old man's hand.

"Suck and slip. ”

The little old man took a few sips, put down the tea bowl, and turned around to walk around the bookcase.

Zhang Chu hurriedly stepped up again and helped him sit down like a little eunuch.

"Say, what are you doing here today?"

Zhang Chu said, "Look at what you said, can't the disciple come over to see you if it's okay?"

Liang Wufeng glanced at him disdainfully, "When did you come over to see the teacher?"

Zhang Chu scratched his head and recalled, and couldn't help but pretend to be stupid and smile "hehe".

The little old man disliked him, "If you have something to say, if you have a fart, get out of here after asking!"

It's good, it's simple, it's rough, it's very sharp!

Zhang Chu: "Actually, it's not a big deal, and the disciple recently feels that the basic sword skills have stagnated and can't be practiced, I want to ask you, are there any new moves?"

"Oh?"

Liang Wufeng thought about it for a while, and quickly understood Zhang Chu's current situation, nodded and said, "You are already a ninth grade, and it doesn't have much effect to split the pile...... In this way, let's change to a live pile in the future!"

"Piles?"

Zhang Chu frowned and pondered, "What do you mean...... Let the disciples cut people?"

In the blink of an eye, he had already begun to think about who to cut.

Han Baohu, Bufeng, Bamen Gang, Axe Gang...... A string of names flashed through his mind.

If he lacks everything, he is not short of people to cut.

"What do you think?"

Liang Wufeng glanced at him with disdain again, and scolded: "Say that you have no ink on your chest, you are really brainless!"

"If all the martial artists who practice swords on the rivers and lakes practice swords by killing people, will there be any living people in this world?"

Zhang Chu listened to it and felt that there was nothing wrong, this is the truth.

"Then what do you mean ......"

"A stake that stands still is called a dead stake!"

"A wooden stake that moves endlessly is called a living stake!"

Zhang Chu instantly opened his mouth and thanked him: "Thank you master for your advice!"