Chapter 6 Iron Striking and Sword Training 1

After a busy day in the herbal tea shop, before leaving, Yang Qinghua took out a few copper plates and handed them to Wang Yu.

"It's said in advance, take it. ”

"No, I didn't do anything. ”

"If you want to take it, you will take it, do you want to go to me to find your master?"

Wang Yu was helpless, so he took the copper plate and counted it, eight. According to the prices here, you can use it for several days to save money.

Yang Qinghua nodded with satisfaction, and pushed the cart home with her daughter.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the breeze was blowing, bringing with it the coolness of summer.

Wang Yu walked to the blacksmith shop, and on the way he met Mr. Chen from the private school. He is educating several young children, including the butcher's son.

"Let me ask you, did An Ren's coming here to listen hinder your study?"

"Nope..."

"Then is he from the town, can he, is he qualified to be half of my student? ”

"Yes..."

"Then why are you bullying him? and even alarming his parents and causing so many troubles. ”

The little fat man of the butcher's family was unconvinced: "Everyone in our town knows that Anren is idle all day long, rubbing food everywhere with a dead face, and likes to brag, no one likes him." ”

"Zhang Xiaobao, stretch out your hand!"

Mr. Chen said sternly: "These are not reasons why you can bully others casually!"

The little fat man pouted and stretched out his fleshy hand.

"Left hand!"

Mr. Chen scolded, raised the ring ruler in his hand and hit it hard.

Smack!

After just a few strokes, Zhang Xiaobao's hand was swollen, and his eyes were red.

"If you don't take the book stuff, it will always be there, and it won't run into your stomach. Mr. Chen said earnestly: "I hope that even if you don't have any great achievements in the future, you can learn a little bit of life from me." ”

"You may not have any bad intentions if you don't act as a small evil, but for others, you will suffer a lot of harm. ”

The children nodded weakly, they didn't know where they were wrong, but it didn't hinder the awe of the gentleman.

It's a big deal not to tease An Ren in the future.

Mr. Chen nodded and calmed down.

He was a scholar in his prime, and had been in Ebony Town for three years. On weekdays, he is alone, and when he is not teaching, he will make himself a bowl of tea and chat with the townspeople.

"Anren, come out!"

Mr. Chen suddenly shouted into the corner.

Wang Yu looked intently and saw An Ren poking his head out.

"Hey, Mr. Chen......"

"Come here!"

"Good, good. ”

An Ren walked over, a little cramped and a little surprised. He really didn't expect that Mr. Chen would teach a few students for him.

"Zhang Xiaobao, you apologize!" Mr. Chen said to the children, "You may not understand, and you may even blame me, but it doesn't matter. I just want you to remember what happened today and what I said. ”

Zhang Xiaobao looked down on An Ren in his heart, but he couldn't help but listen to his husband's words. He hadn't forgotten what his father said when he sent him over.

"I'm sorry, Anren. ”

With Zhang Xiaobao taking the lead, the rest of the children did the same and bowed in unison.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm also at fault, I shouldn't have thrown mud at you. ”

An Ren waved his hand again and again, it was the first time that someone had spoken to him so solemnly when he was so big, and he was very unaccustomed to it.

"Alright, go back. Mr. Chen waved his hand and let the children go home.

When the people were gone, he said to An Ren again: "If you want to listen to my lecture, come directly in the future, anyway, there are still empty stools in the school." ”

After thinking about it, Mr. Chen took out a thousand-character text from his arms, "This is for you, and after you come to listen to the lecture, you can also learn it." ”

An Ren was at a loss, gritted his teeth, and he smiled forcefully: "I want to be a hero in the future, and I don't need these things." ”

After speaking, he ran away with a cigarette, leaving only Mr. Chen holding the book in his hand, speechless for a while.

He saw Wang Yu, nodded and smiled, and then turned around and walked into the private school.

His expression was calm.

After watching the excitement, Wang Yu walked into the alley and found An Ren sitting on a step, with his head stuffed and unable to see his expression.

After thinking about it, he walked over and said, "An Daxia, are you hungry?"

"This hero can take care of a meal for a day, and he won't be hungry!" An Renwen said angrily, his voice was still a little hoarse.

Wang Yu shook his head and sighed: "That's a pity, I got my salary today, and I'm about to buy some food and drink some wine." ”

"Drinking?"

An Ren raised his head suddenly, regardless of the snot and tears on his face, and said with a smile: "Drinking has nothing to do with your stomach, did you buy wine? ”

"Alright, let's go. ”

The two turned around and walked out of the alley, went to buy a pot of cloudy wine, and bought a few more meatloaf.

Several copper plates on Wang Yu's body have been used up. After An Ren found out, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good brother, I really didn't misunderstand you, atmosphere!"

Wang Yu just smiled and didn't speak.

When he arrived at the blacksmith shop, Chen Dazhui was eating the leftover porridge from the morning, and when he saw the things Wang Yu was carrying, his eyes lit up.

"Ouch, boy, I really didn't hurt you in vain. ”

He stepped forward and took the flask, and poured himself a bowl very quickly.

Taking a sip, Chen Dazhui closed his eyes and shook his head, "Not bad, although it is just ordinary rice wine, but this taste, tsk, has an endless aftertaste." ”

"Master, eat slowly, there's more. Wang Yu put the meatloaf on the table.

At this time, An Ren had already taken out the dishes and chopsticks and put them in front of the two of them, "Come on, come on, full of top." ”

The three of them took a sip of rice wine and a bite of meatloaf, and they ate very comfortably. Seeing that it was almost over, Wang Yucai asked, "Mr. Chen was kind before, why did you refuse?"

An Ren drank a little highly, his face was red, and his eyes were red. "I know he's doing it for my good, but I can't take it. We've already caused a lot of trouble for a lot of people, and we can do less if we can. ”

Wang Yu was puzzled, "Learn to read, you will have a craft in the future, at least you can support yourself." ”

He is right, in Da Zhou, being able to read and write is indeed a craft, although it can't make you eat and drink spicy, at least you won't starve to death.

It's just that there is a lot of money to buy books and paper, so except for children from well-to-do families, poor families can't afford to read.

"It's different, Mr. Chen's kindness is not reciprocated, it doesn't mean that I can accept his kindness. I can't afford it, even if he doesn't need it back, but it's not a reason for me to feel at ease. ”

Wang Yu was stunned, a little impressed by the guy in front of him. Then he asked, "Then my master is here, why can you eat and drink together?"

Chen Dazhui squinted his eyes and replied: "When you didn't come before, he was the one who helped me strike iron, but unfortunately my body and bones are not good, otherwise I would have accepted him as an apprentice." ”

An Ren was not happy when he heard it, "Who is not good at bones, I can kill a cow with one punch, believe it or not." ”

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his match-like arms.

"Okay, okay, your boy's big fist in a casserole scares people to death. ”

Chen Da Hammer said perfunctorily, "Drink and drink!"

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