The old man did not speak, his feet moved slightly, and he took eight steps, his right hand was raised lightly, and his palm was upward.

Yang Xiuwen knew that he had to make a move, otherwise he would be disrespectful to his predecessors.

So he said: "Since the seniors want to teach the kid, the kid will be offended." “

As soon as the words fell, Yang Xiuwen stepped out with an arrow, and his right hand suddenly stretched out and went straight to the old man's throat, extremely fast.

The old man's figure flashed to the left, he reached out and grabbed his right hand, stretched his right foot forward, Yang Xiuwen was pulled by the old man, and his feet were mixed again, and his body flew out directly.

Fortunately, he is now at the first level of Qi training, his body is flexible, and after flipping in the air, he lands steadily.

After standing firmly, he clenched his fists and said, "Uncle, don't try, the kid lost." “

The old man also retracted his fists and feet, looked Yang Xiuwen up and down, and said, "The body is flexible, the reaction is sensitive, it is a good material for practicing martial arts, is there a master?"

It seems that this old man has the heart to accept apprentices.

Sure enough, after Yang Xiuwen said no, the old man said: "Do you want to learn martial arts, then worship me as a teacher." Hurry up and kowtow. “

In this way, Yang Xiuwen worshiped the master in a daze, and he was still blindfolded after kowtowing, which gave him another master.

When the master and apprentice sat together and chatted, Yang Xiuwen learned that the master's name was Chen Zhiwu, fifty-eight years old, who was originally the coach of the Xi'an Martial Arts School and retired eight years ago.

lives in the family home of the Cultural and Sports Bureau next to the small park, and his wife's name is Liu Mei, and he has a son and a daughter, both of whom work in the Cultural and Sports Bureau.

Yang Xiuwen also talked about his own situation, and after Chen Zhiwu heard it, he regretted it.

patted him and said, "It's all over, you have to live hard, for yourself, for your parents, if you have any difficulties in the future, tell the master, but it's a good thing that you worship Zhou Xingwen as a teacher, and when I apprentice to the day, I will also pass, he and I have known each other before, and he is not bad." “

Chen Zhiwu looked at his watch and told Yang Xiuwen to come here every morning in the future and teach him Tai Chi.

Then they parted at the entrance to the park.

Yang Xiuwen looked at the old man's back, touched his head and said to himself, "Character has exploded, running out of a master, and he is still a master with high martial arts attainments." “

In the morning, Yang Xiuwen rushed to Wenbaozhai, met Zhou Xingwen, handed him the key to the store, and said that he worshipped Chen Zhiwu as a teacher by the way.

Zhou Xingwen said: "Master Chen's kung fu is real kung fu, you have to study hard, and the apprenticeship ceremony will be held at noon two days later, take care of yourself, and cut your hair." “

Yang Xiuwen nodded in agreement, and mentioned that he went to the countryside to see the incense burner today.

Zhou Xingwen instructed: "You can go, with your current eyesight, you should be able to distinguish the true from the false, if it is true, 800-1500 yuan before the Tang Dynasty, 300-1000 yuan after the yuan, otherwise it will not make money, remember." “

After speaking, he handed him a few antique books and said, "The day after tomorrow, there are a few of my peers at the apprenticeship ceremony, who may teach you, you can take a look at these books, don't lose the face of the master when the time comes, okay, you go." “

Yang Xiuwen changed a cup of hot tea for Zhou Xingwen, handed it to him with both hands and said, "Don't worry, master, I remember your words, then I will retreat first."

After speaking, he went downstairs and left, and greeted Uncle Zhang on the first floor.

Zhou Xingwen listened to the voice downstairs and said to himself with a smile: "This stinky boy." ”

Cao Guoqing and Yang Xiuwen rode for more than an hour before arriving at the village that Cao Guoqing said.

Almost all of the villages are adobe houses, adobe yards, and I came to the gate of the family's courtyard after asking someone.

Chickens, ducks, and a native dog in the yard, and a middle-aged man is feeding the chickens.

Hearing the bell of the bicycle at the gate of the courtyard, he turned around and saw Cao Guoqing and the two, so he asked, "Who are you and what is the matter?" ”

Cao Guoqing replied, "Big brother, we heard that you have an incense burner to sell, so let's come and take a look. ”

After hearing this, the man came over, opened the courtyard door and let him in, and entered the courtyard.

He closed the door and said, "Some people have come to see it in the past few days, the price is too low, I didn't agree, the incense burner is my family's ancestral, you wait a minute, I'll get it." ”

After finishing speaking, Yang Xiuwen whispered to Cao Guoqing: "Brother Cao, look at my eyes for a while, don't worry." ”

At this time, the middle-aged man came out, holding a thing wrapped in a small sheet, placed it on a wooden table in the courtyard, and said, "Look at it." ”

Cao Guoqing took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on his hands solemnly, Yang Xiuwen almost laughed out loud when he saw it, this product is too good.

After opening it, I saw that it was a double-eared, three-legged copper incense burner, which was covered with gray-black patina, and Yang Xiuwen first used his antique knowledge to judge that it was during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty.

Then concentrate on the use of the eye of heaven: the Qianlong year of the Qing Dynasty, the three-legged ear incense burner, the material is copper. The red aura on the incense burner was instantly absorbed by his eyes, and it felt warm.

He felt a burst of joy in his heart, his experience judgment was right, no wonder antiques made people so obsessed, it was that sense of accomplishment.