The next morning, the sun shone into the bedroom through the window lattice, Ren Pingsheng slept until he woke up naturally, Siqi proposed to pour out the wooden barrel of Ren Lao Lasa, and prepared warm water and clean towels for Ren Lao Ye to wash his face in advance.

The table had already been set up in the main hall over there, and the meal prepared in the kitchen was brought to the table by Whispering and Forgetting to Book.

While eating, Ren Pingsheng recalled the dream he had last night.

I vaguely remember that I seemed to have laid a big country in my dream, and at the same time laid a big harem.

Later, he seemed to have taken his parents over and showed off to them: "Mom and Dad, you see, this is Queen Chunyuan, your eldest daughter-in-law; This is Concubine De, your second daughter-in-law; This is Concubine Hua, your third daughter-in-law······ This is the noble man of Qi, your 108 daughter-in-law, this is the noble man of Chun, your 168 daughter-in-law······ This is Huang Cairen, your 10086 daughter-in-law······

Come, all of them, look to the right, look forward, take a breath, and call out to your parents ······"

When he thought of the picture in his dream last night, he blushed a little, and he didn't know how he could have such a dream.

"Picturesque, I heard that there are sugar gourds selling outside?"

Ren Pingsheng's ears moved, and he heard a voice from the front yard.

Ruhua walked to the door and listened carefully, nodded and said, "Master, there are sugar gourds that are sold." ”

"Go buy me a few strings, and buy a bunch for Steward Xiaowan, and the two children in the backyard.

Each of you is also a string of each of you. ”

When I heard that the picture also had her own, I was immediately overjoyed.

took the copper coin, and hurriedly ran out towards the front yard like a gust of wind, passed through the gate of the second courtyard, bypassed the shadow wall, ran out of the gate of Ren's mansion, and shouted at the person carrying the sugar gourd over there: "Hey! The one who sells sugar gourds! ”

"Ah, how many skewers do you want to buy?"

When the sugar gourd seller heard this, he hurriedly trotted over and asked with a smile.

Hearing the sugar gourd seller call himself Miss, Ruhua was even happier in her heart, and she smiled happily on her face, stretching out her two hands: "Ten strings!" ”

"Okay, Chenghui 30 Wen."

The vendor was also pleased, and took off 10 strings of sugar gourds, wrapped them in oiled paper, and handed them to Picturesque.

Ruhua paid the money, first gave two strings to Master Ren, and then sent another string to Xiaowan, and then happily divided the sugar gourds in the yard.

Knowing that it was bought by Master Ren, the maids and children came to the main hall to thank them.

After breakfast, and ate sweet and sour sugar gourds, it was already half past nine in the morning, Ren Pingsheng carried some gifts, and went to the front yard to call Liu Qiang, Sledgehammer and Lao Liu, and the four of them walked towards the Lan Martial Arts Hall located at the junction of the West and North Districts.

When they walked to the door of the martial arts hall, Liu Shicheng was already waiting for them here.

"Brother Ren!"

Liu Shicheng hurriedly greeted him: "Brother Ren, Brother Shiqiang, Liu'er, Sledgehammer, I have already told our pavilion owner and senior brother, today it happens that the pavilion owner and senior brother are free, and the pavilion owner will personally touch Brother Ren in person to see how your talent is in martial arts." ”

"Okay, thank you."

Ren Pingsheng patted Liu Shicheng on the shoulder, and the group entered the gate of the Lan Clan's Martial Arts Hall.

The Lan Clan Martial Arts Hall occupies a large area, and as soon as you enter the gate, it is a large courtyard paved with blue bricks.

Inside is a row of houses, and there are more than 10 of them in a rough count.

"Hah! Ha! ”

When Ren Pingsheng heard the sound, he saw 5 young people around 20 years old constantly thrusting in front of the hot iron pot.

"Iron Sand Palm?"

Ren Pingsheng looked at the steaming iron sand in the iron pot, as well as the hands that were hot and red like boiled shrimp, and his heart suddenly tightened.

He took a few steps closer and took a closer look, what kind of hands they were, their fingers were as thick as turnips, and the backs of their fingers and palms were covered with calluses, and the rough calluses were layer after layer, and when they clenched their fists, they were like bowls made of iron!

What is the difference between a punch hitting a person and a hammer hitting him?

"Will your hands become like this when you practice martial arts?"

After walking away, Ren Pingsheng leaned over to Liu Shicheng and whispered, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Liu Shicheng's hands.

Liu Shicheng's hands are quite normal.

"There are several kinds of martial arts in the Lan Clan's martial arts hall, among which there are fundamental skills, and there are also general exercises such as iron sand palms.

It's like practicing fundamental skills, but it won't be like this. “

Saying that, Liu Shicheng also leaned into Ren Pingsheng's ear and whispered: "The few disciples you saw who practiced iron sand palms were all those who didn't have much money at home and wanted to get ahead, hanging in the martial arts hall as a registered disciple, and after learning kung fu, they would pay back the money they made outside in the future."

They don't have any money, they practice all the ordinary exercises, and they can't get the food and prescriptions in the exercises, and these people can't even eat enough, let alone cook medicinal food and mix medicinal wine.

Most of these people will join gangs like the Wolves in the future. ”

Ren Pingsheng nodded: "I see." ”

There is still no money to make trouble, and this Lan Clan Martial Arts Hall is not for charity.

However, these people can absorb it themselves.

Ren Pingsheng thought in his heart.

Liu Shicheng took Ren Pingsheng and the four of them, bypassed the house in the front row, and came to the backyard.

The backyard is a little smaller, but once you enter the lobby, the space inside the house is large and empty, covering more than 300 square meters.

There are weapons such as knives, guns, swords and halberds on both sides of the lobby, and there is a pair of "Wu" characters hanging on the front wall.

"Mr. Ren."

At this time, through the small door on the side of the lobby, came an old man with a white beard, a thin body, and a little hunched over.

Behind him was a man, who was very tall, more than 1.9 meters, a little taller than Ren Pingsheng.

His arms were long, and naturally they hung low to close to his knees.

He has a square head, a Chinese face, and his eyes are exceptionally sharp, giving people a sharp feeling when looking at each other, but it doesn't seem too forceful.

"Curator Blue!"

Under Liu Shicheng's prompting, Ren Pingsheng bent down slightly and said with his hand.

"Yes, it's good, this statue is really good!"

Curator Lan walked in front of the five people, and after bowing back to Ren Pingsheng, when his eyes glanced at Chen Dazhui, his eyes were certain, and he couldn't help but praise him.

"Guys, let's sit down first."

The long-armed man behind him beckoned everyone and entered through the side door together, and inside was a suite.

The stove was red, and the room was steaming and very warm.

After sitting down, under Ren Pingsheng's signal, Liu Qiang put the gift he was carrying under the table.

All of them are some melons and fruits prepared for the opening yesterday, this season melons and fruits are expensive, and some fruits are special products of Guangmiao and other provinces in this world, and they are very good.

"Curator Lan, this is our entrance salute, let's show our sincerity."

After Liu Qiang put a blue purse embroidered with silver thread on the table, Ren Pingsheng said to the blue curator.

"Put it away."

Curator Lan did not be polite to Ren Pingsheng.

He opened a martial arts gym just to make money, and he especially likes people with deep pockets like Ren Pingsheng.

The long-armed man grabbed the purse in his hand, and after a little weighing, he had a number in his heart, a total of 20 taels of silver.

He couldn't help but glance at Ren Pingsheng, feeling that this Mr. Ren was really generous and sincere.

Seeing the long-armed man, Ren Pingsheng smiled at him.

20 taels of silver, not to mention that 4 people practice martial arts here, even if you can make a friendship with the Lan Martial Arts Hall, it is also very worthwhile.