In the backyard, there is a table of eight immortals.

There is a statue of Guan Gong on the table, three animal offerings are placed in front of the table, an incense burner in the middle, and two candles are lit next to it.

The expressions of the crowd were solemn, and no one dared to talk nonsense.

Yang Jun stood on the right side of Ma Zhanshan, his hands hanging down, waiting quietly.

At this time, Ma Zhanshan's apprentice poured liquor into two large white bowls and placed them on the tray.

Yang Jun looked back, and in addition to two large bowls of liquor on the tray, there was also a sharp dagger.

Ma Zhanshan raised his sleeves, took the dagger and slashed it on his arm, and a blood mark suddenly appeared on the bronze arm, although the blood mark was not big, but it was already bubbling out.

Ma Zhanshan didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows, as if the knife had cut on someone else's body.

He dropped a few drops of blood into each of the two bowls, and then handed the dagger to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun took the dagger, although he was panicked, he still did the same, and made a cut on his left arm.

Maybe it was because of his rough skin and thick flesh, or because of the small strength of his hands, the wound was not deep, he pressed the wound with his hand and squeezed a few drops.

At this time, the two of them held bowls and knelt in front of the statue of Guan Gong.

Ma Zhanshan said loudly: "Today, I, Ma Zhanshan and Yang Jun, are brothers of the opposite sex, and we have blessings and hardships.

Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this, and thought that he would say something like not wanting to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but for dying on the same day and month of the same year, but he didn't expect the process of worshipping to be so simple.

He didn't say anything grandiose, so he had to follow Ma Zhanshan's words,

"I, Yang Jun and Ma Zhanshan, are brothers of the opposite sex, and we are blessed and share hardships, if we violate our oath, we will not die well with three swords and six holes."

After saying that, the two glanced at each other, and then drank it all.

"Big brother!"

"Brother!"

The two shouted at each other, and then laughed.

"Receit!"

Ma Zhanshan's apprentice shouted loudly.

Then, the two stood up from the ground with each other's arms, and Ma Wumei hurriedly came over to bandage their wounds.

This girl had already prepared the bandages in advance.

I saw that he divided five by two, and instantly helped Ma Zhanshan bandage his wounds.

When it was Yang Jun's turn.

Ma Wumei looked at him with big eyes and blinked, and whispered,

"Uncle Shi, you don't need to bandage this, do you?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he looked down.

Isn't it?

Due to the shallow wound, it is now no longer bleeding and does not need to be bandaged at all.

When Yang Jun heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

He looked at the people around him, and if people knew that his wound was not bleeding, it would seem that he was insincere, so he rolled his eyes and threatened Ma Wumeidao,

"Bandage me quickly, and be careful that I turn around and put on your little shoes."

"Poof!"

Ma Wumei couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"Uncle Shi, you don't need to be bandaged at all, on such a hot day, you are not afraid of covering the prickly heat?"

Ma Wumei shrugged her shoulders and said with a smile.

"You girl, what are you running, you can find me a band-aid......

Yang Jun saw that Ma Wumei had run away, so he could only shake his head and sigh helplessly.

Ma Zhanshan gathered all the apprentices together, and then said solemnly,

"From now on, Yang Jun will be your uncle, and in the future, you will respect him as much as you respect me, and you are not allowed to do anything to deceive the teacher and destroy your ancestors, otherwise you will be expelled from the division with three knives and six holes."

"Yes, master."

All the disciples said in unison.

"Okay, let's come and meet Uncle Shi."

After Ma Zhanshan finished speaking, he gave Yang Jun to the main seat, he sat down next to him, and the two waited for the disciples to come over to greet him.

At this time, Ma Zhanshan's apprentices stood in a row and came over one by one.

The first person to come to greet him was the one in his forties just now

years old man.

"I've seen Uncle Shi."

The man hugged his fists.

"Hmm." Yang Jun smiled and nodded.

"Brother, this is my eldest apprentice Wan Cheng."

Yang Jun nodded and gestured to the foal behind him.

Ma Juzi hurriedly took out a red envelope from his handbag and handed it over.

The younger generation gives a gift to the elders, and the elders want to give red envelopes, and this uncle is not called in vain.

The red envelopes were folded by Ma Xiangxiu and Yi Qiushui overnight with red paper last night, and each red envelope was wrapped with 20 yuan.

In fact, at that time, Yang Jun wanted to put Wu Yuan in each red envelope, but Yi Qiushui insisted on putting 20 yuan.

It is said that Yang Jun's identity is different now, and he can't be too stingy, not to mention that Yang Jun will have to count on these teachers and nephews to help him in the rolling mill in the future, so he can't be stingy.

At that time, when the red envelopes were packed, Ma Xiangxiu, Zhou Miaomiao, Zhao Hongmei and a group of people looked at each red envelope for 20 yuan, their eyes were red, and they were very envious.

Twenty yuan is enough for a person's income for a month, Zhao Hongmei is still eighteen yuan a month, and Ma Xiangxiu is not much, only a little more than twenty.

Yang Jun's shot was a month's salary, which really made them envious for a while.

And there are fifty red envelopes like this at once, and the small one thousand yuan is gone.

"Thank you, uncle." Wan Cheng thanked loudly.

Subsequently, another apprentice came over to greet Yang Jun.

"This is my second apprentice, Jiang Li." Ma Zhanshan introduced.

「……」

"This is the third apprentice, Yuan Nong."

……

Until Ma Wumei came to see her, she only heard Ma Zhanshan say,

"This is your niece Ma Wumei, who is ranked fifth among the disciples, so she is usually called the fifth girl."

"Hello uncle." Ma Wumei screamed sweetly.

"Good!" Yang Jun responded happily.

Then he took a red envelope from the table and handed it over.

Ma Wumei took the red envelope, rolled her eyes, and blurted out,

"Uncle Shi, we were the first to meet, and we are fated, shouldn't you give your niece an extra red envelope?"

Ma Wumei just looked at the red envelopes of several of his senior brothers, each red envelope was twenty yuan, but it made a group of senior brothers look hot, she relied on the fact that she had known Yang Jun early at this time, and deliberately asked for an extra red envelope.

Ma Zhanshan looked at it in his eyes, and wanted to scold Ma Wumei.

But Yang Jun stopped him, and then smiled and took another red envelope and handed it to her.

"For the sake of you changing your name to my uncle, I'll give you an extra red envelope."

"Thank you, uncle."

Ma Wumei took the red envelope, screamed sweetly, and then stepped aside happily.

Everyone was red at this scene, and the two red envelopes represented two months' salary, which was enough for the family's living expenses for half a year, which shows Yang Jun's love for Ma Wumei.

Everyone's eyes are red.

However, no one is embarrassed to ask for two red envelopes like Ma Wumei.

Everyone knows that Ma Wumei is the daughter of the master, and she is one of the few female apprentices among the many senior brothers, so everyone usually takes care of her and lets her do everything.

Ma Zhanshan has a total of forty-three apprentices, of which there are three female apprentices, and the others are all male apprentices, the oldest is forty-one years old, and the youngest is eighteen.

Perhaps because of his age, in recent years, Ma Zhanshan has stopped accepting apprentices.

Others open museums and accept apprentices to earn some tuition fees to subsidize their families.

But Ma Zhanshan is different.

He really raised these apprentices as sons, although he usually paid some tuition, but he gave more subsidies to his apprentices.

If he encounters an apprentice who can't pay the tuition, he will directly waive it with a big wave of his hand, or if an apprentice's family encounters difficulties, he will also generously donate unconditional funding.

Over time, all the savings he had earned over the years of winemaking were put into it.

If he continues to accept apprentices, it is estimated that he will build more in it.

Therefore, his group of apprentices are very grateful to him, and respect him as much as their own sons respect their fathers, as long as Ma Zhanshan says a word, they don't even frown their eyebrows.

Last night, when Ma Zhanshan took out five job places for those apprentices who didn't have jobs, they couldn't have been more moved.

The master is so good to them, and so far, he is still thinking about their livelihood, and they are touched by him from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course, they are also very grateful to Yang Jun, since Ma Zhanshan and Yang Jun met, thirteen brothers have been arranged to enter the factory.

Therefore, they called Yang Jun Uncle from the heart, and they were willing.

When the disciples had finished saluting, everyone dispersed.

Several female apprentices went to the kitchen to work on the food, and the other apprentices went to the front yard to play boxing.

Yang Jun and Ma Zhanshan drank tea in the backyard for a while, chatting idly.

From time to time, there were cheers in the front yard, and the apprentices cheered one after another.

"Brother, let's go, let's see these monkeys."

Ma Zhanshan saw that the apprentices were having a lot of fun, and his heart was itching, so he immediately invited Yang Jun to the front yard.

"Okay, big brother."

In fact, Yang Jun had long wanted to go over to see the excitement, but because of the situation, he was embarrassed to speak.

The two went to the front yard.

The disciples gathered in a circle and watched the two in the middle compete with each other.

Yang Jun and Ma Zhanshan did not huddle with them, but stood on the steps under the eaves and watched.

There are two people in the field who are trying to fight their fists and feet, one is Ma Zhanshan's big apprentice Wan Cheng, and the other is Ma Juzi.

As soon as Yang Jun saw that the person who ended up was a colt, he knew that this kid's hands and feet were itching again.

Usually, as long as Ma Juzi and Yang Anguo are fine, they practice wrestling in the yard, and the two have won and lost, but Pony has won a little more

Yang Anguo relied on his strength to be greater than the foal, thinking of "one force to ten meetings", and defeated the foal with the advantage of strength.

But Ma Zizi is very smart, he knows his weaknesses, and he also understands his strengths, never competes with Yang Anguo for strength, and shuttles flexibly during the competition, looking for opportunities to start.

Now the two people in the field, neither of them know each other, and the two sides dare not make rash moves, and keep wandering to test each other.

Wan Cheng is a middle-aged man with a height of only 1.7 meters, and his body is very strong, although he has passed middle age and his body is blessed, his movements are very flexible, and he keeps punching and kicking to test the foal.

In the face of Wan Cheng, who kept wandering, he did not rush to make a move, but waited and watched, and then moved with Wan Cheng's body movement.

Everyone saw very clearly that if it continued like this, Wan Cheng's physical exertion would definitely be greater, and when the time came, he would be tired and paralyzed without the help of the foal.

"Senior brother, come on."

"Senior Brother Wan, attack him."

At this time, the people watching the excitement next to him were all anxious for Wan Cheng and urged him to take the initiative to attack.

Listening to everyone's constant urging, Wan Cheng seemed to be in a mess, he saw the opportunity and kicked the bottom plate of the foal.

When the colt saw that he had finally made a move, a smile flashed on the corner of his mouth, and he did not hide, ready to resist this kick.

Just as Wan Cheng's foot kicked Ma Chengzi's body, Ma Zi instantly grabbed his arms, and then fell sideways over the shoulder, knocking Wan Cheng to the ground.

Wan Cheng lay on the ground, not annoyed by the loss, and there seemed to be a hint of relief on his face.

People are middle-aged, physical strength and energy have declined significantly, and he is no longer a young man in his twenties in his forties

in the matter.

"I lost." Wan Cheng sat on the ground and said with a smile.

"Brother Wan, I'm sorry."

The foal hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hand, pulled him up from the ground, kept apologizing, and helped him pat the dust off his body.

Seeing this, Yang Jun was very satisfied with the proper performance of the foal.