The reason why the rich are rich is because they know the method of accumulation and exploitation better than others, these little whites will not, but he will be more direct and quick, the strength of the house robbery, it is hard to say, it should be said that robbing the rich to help the poor.

The crowd that came in was naturally divided into several piles, gathered into their own circles according to their family backgrounds, chattering, bursting into bursts of laughter from time to time, and some people looked at Xiaobai from time to time.

But Xiaobai still has this bit of self-knowledge, the protagonist is not him, although these people got together through his origin, they didn't really want to come to learn martial arts, let alone sell his face. They just gathered here out of various interpersonal connections, and they gathered here as if they were having fun, passing by the way, and communicating their feelings.

But others don't think so.

In the hall, these handsome guys and beauties who are either rich and handsome or rich at first glance, and successful people immediately attracted all the hearts of the young male and female employees of the gym.

Among these people, those who were a little older were led by Mr. Qi to the reception room to serve tea and talk.

Because there were so many people coming, even the teaching went out to entertain guests.

On the contrary, Xiaobai, Zhang Qian, and Yu Xiaotao have nothing to do, that is, no one comes to talk to them, and they don't need to entertain guests.

Xiaobai smiled bitterly again, took Zhang Qian's hand, and planned to go back to the dormitory first, and then come over when everyone stopped. At the same time, think about how to deal with this situation.

No matter what the purpose of these people is, since they are here, even if they are perfunctory, they will definitely have to deal with Shaoyang for a period of time, anyway, looking at the clothes of these people, none of them are poor, and it doesn't matter if they get a membership card.

But when they get a fitness card, they will exercise, even if it means something, they will study in Shaoyang for a while. No matter what Xiaobai thinks or thinks, in the eyes of outsiders, these people come to him in the face.

In that case, what can he, as a teacher, teach them when the time comes?

Don't look at the previous boxing methods in the gym, as well as the big truths, they are all awesome, in fact, he doesn't know Baguazhang, Yixingquan, Tai Chi or anything at all Breathing methods and internal force to run the meridians, those energetic scenes, are all imitated by him with real qi.

To put it bluntly, it looks like a good thing.

Until then, he wasn't worried at all.

Originally, his idea was that ordinary students should be dealt with so-so, and they would be dismissed after teaching a few external skills. All martial arts halls do this, and so does he, and others can't find fault with it.

As for those with good qualifications, it is easy to do, directly accept them as disciples, use their true qi to wash their hair and cut off the marrow, forcibly open up the meridians, and then use the way of transmission to instill their skills to help them form an internal circulation of internal qi in their bodies, so that their internal strength can be small.

To do this, even if you don't have the cultivation exercises, there is no hindrance.

Because, although the internal power is due to the exercises, the paths carried in the meridians are different and externalized, and these differences and differences lead to the different attributes of the internal qi generated.

However, when all sources return to the sect, the internal qi is the same in the internal circulation, that is, the running path of Xiao Zhoutian. That is, the internal qi starts from the lower dantian, passes through the perineum, along the spine and the pulse of the tail lu, the spine and the jade pillow three passes, to the top of the head mud pill, and then from the two ears and cheeks to the opposite of the road, to Yingxiang, take the magpie bridge, connect with the Ren pulse, and return the dantian along the middle of the chest and abdomen.

All exercises, in the final analysis, are derived on the basis of the small weekly cycle.

Xiao Bai didn't have to worry at all, because he didn't have exercises, he tossed his disciples out of a good way.

With the support of these disciples who have practiced internal skills, even if the other students are all fooled and dealt with, who dares to say that he has no real ability?

Now it's a little difficult to do, so many members who are not rich or noble, and nominally come for him, if he doesn't teach any of these people, it will really ruin his reputation.

But he couldn't use the method of teaching these disciples to teach them. If this news leaks slightly, even if he is a qi practitioner, he will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

It seems that the only way to do this is to get a few worldly martial arts exercises back as soon as possible.

Xiaobai led Zhang Qian to the dormitory, and while his mind was spinning, a pretty little man came over, stopped in front of him and said.

"My grandfather said he wanted to see you"

The voice is delicate and glutinous, and there is a little arrogant taste, Xiaobai looked up and saw that it was the little girl who was watching from the side when she was performing martial arts on the day of her job search.

Looking at the girl in front of her, Xiaobai had a question mark on her head, your grandfather, who is it, I know?

Although Xiaobai didn't speak, the little girl obviously understood what it meant, half turned around, raised her hand and pointed, and pouted slightly.

"Whoa"

Following her white and tender fingers, Xiaobai saw the grandfather in the other party's mouth, a kudzu gown and a long white beard, standing in a corner of the hall and looking at this side with a smile on his face.

This old man is a bit interesting, just standing there and showing a bearing that is very unusual. After Xiaobai practiced qi into his body, his six senses were not ordinary Mingrui, and the old man was different from ordinary people, and in Xiaobai's eyes, it was no different from watching fire.

Smiling at the old man, Xiao Bai happily accepted the other party's invitation, and the former walked towards the old man.

Sure enough, seeing him be invited, the old man was very happy, first briefly introduced himself, the old man lived on the top floor of this building, and wanted to invite him to a get-together, and the words vaguely mentioned that it was related to Shaoyang's boss Qi Zong.

Now Xiaobai has to sell the other party's face, the two of them exchanged a few polite words, and under the guidance of the old man, they climbed up the stairs.

As for Yu Xiaotao's goods, he was like a fish in water in that group of red men and green women at this time, Xiaobai glanced at it and didn't bother to greet him.

The old man walked in the front, don't look at the beard, it was all white, but he was really old and strong when he climbed up the stairs, it seemed to be slow and fast, leading the three of Xiaobai, his face was not red and he was not panting, and he climbed more than ten floors in one breath, and he kept going.

In the back, not to mention Xiao Zhang Qian, it was his granddaughter, who was panting and pouting.

Xiaobai was amused in his heart, he didn't know what the old man had to do, but he didn't care, he didn't ask, he just followed closely with the same smile.

Climb to the top of the building and the view will instantly widen.

The roof of the building is a large semi-open room, the furniture is very stylishly arranged, so that this excessively large room does not appear lonely and empty at all, on the exposed balcony, there is even a small flower bed, and the neatly trimmed tea tree is lush in the sun.

From the inside of the flower bed, several thick vines stretched diagonally upwards to the cool shelves painted with vermilion paint, and climbed the shelves to the fullest. Under the shelf, a bluestone table is surrounded by rattan chairs, and there is also an extendable yellow rattan recliner next to the table.

No wonder rich people like to build high-rise buildings, it is really cool, not only the view is wide, but the cool breeze blows in from the wide glass doors and windows, blowing onto the body, it is really indescribably comfortable.

Needless to say, most people who live in the tube building, even counting the toilet, are estimated to be less than the size of a quarter of the balcony, and it is difficult to imagine this spacious luxury.

Xiaobai's living conditions are even inferior, and now the place where he settles is Shaoyang's twenty-square-meter dormitory, where he and Zhang Qian are still lived.

At the foot of the glass door, there are two tall evergreen vine trees, looking out from the door, into the eye, a water pleasing green, and then a few sky.

The morning sun was blocked by the beige curtain behind the huge brown floor-to-ceiling glass, which was so tight that it could not be seen through at all, but the room was very transparent, and the excessively large sun-shading skylight sprinkled the light into every corner of the room.

In the room, the partition made of carved opaque thick glass walls, the vermilion lattice in front of the partition, and the bottles, bowls, plates, pen holders, and pen holders that Xiaobai has seen in the antique market on the shelves are scattered and full, showing the wealth and taste of the owner who lives here.

Xiaobai swallowed his saliva, he really didn't expect that in this bustling city, there was such an elegant and wealthy place, and he was already thinking about whether to patronize it at night, move a few things back, and improve his taste.

"Master Xu, sit"

The old man led him to the bottom of the gazebo, and a sentence brought Xiaobai's infinite reverie back to reality.

"Hehe, don't dare to be, don't dare to be"

Xiaobai swallowed his saliva, and after sitting down, his eyes still kept looking at the shelf.

Luxury, **, this thing is full of jealousy and hatred.

The two sat down and said a few words of politeness and hypocrisy, Xiaobai saw the little granddaughter, confused, the old man's granddaughter, I don't know from the corner to fold out a small red clay stove, and then a box of smokeless silver charcoal, fiddled around and lit it on the side of the stone table, and then twisted a copper hanging pot filled with half a pot of water, and put it on the stove to boil water.

The stove and hanging pot Xiaobai don't know the goods, but he knows the smokeless silver carbon, and just the small pieces of bamboo charcoal he lit are enough for his living expenses for half a year.

The flames are swaying, and in the sound of **, Xiao Baijue's own heart, why does it hurt so much.

After a while, seeing that the water was about to boil, the little girl took a set of Shaoxing purple sand tea sets, and on the tea case of Huanghuali, her hands flew and fiddled in an orderly manner.

After washing and rinsing, for a long time, Xiaobai felt that the saliva in his mouth was swallowed, and the little girl took a cup of tea that was not much bigger than a fingernail.

Xiaobai looked at the cup, and suddenly became angry, the color and fragrance of the tea soup or something, and he didn't care about it at all.

Is this a shabu play, the cup is small, why is there only half a cup, how to bully people without it, I don't know if I climbed the stairs just now, I was very tired and thirsty, this little tea, feed the flies?

The tea is well watered, the old man glanced at the little girl lovingly, slowly pinched the teacup in front of him, half-closed his eyes, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip.

The old man swallowed a sip of tea, and was about to open his mouth to comment, when he saw the angry Xiaobai classmate opposite, he scooped up the teacup, raised his hand, raised his neck, and poured the tea down with a sound.

It's over, and I smacked my mouth, obviously I didn't taste it, but I just felt that the drink was not enjoyable, and then put down the cup, pushed the teacup in front of the little girl, and only looked at the little girl's little hands and the teapot.

This means, a pig understands it, and quickly fills it up.

The little girl first glanced up at her grandfather, and saw that the old man still had the same expression, smiling, and in desperation, she turned her head and glared at Xiaobai hatefully, before pouring him tea.

Xiaobai stared at it with burning eyes, and when he saw that the little girl had only poured half a cup, she was about to raise the spout of the teapot, but she suddenly stopped drying, and urged her to do so.

"Full, full"

As soon as these words came out, I saw that the little girl, who had always looked calm, shook her little hand in pouring tea, and spilled the tea in her hand dangerously.

Xiaobai reacted quickly, stretched out his hand, put it on the other party's hand, half held the other party's hand, grabbed the teapot, and poured the teacup in front of him, full, the tea squeezed the cup along Yingying, but there was not a drop.

Let go of the little girl's hand, the little white head was slightly biased, and glanced at the tea with his eyes, well, this is the level of pouring, full but not profitable, less than one point is a loss, one more point is overflowing, full of pride, Xiaobai picked up the cup, and with a snort, poured a small cup of tea into his mouth.

Such a person who does not understand the tea ceremony, the little girl is ashamed to be with her.

In an instant, the little girl's indignant little face rose redder than a peach blossom, and she only stared at Xiaobai with her eyes.

Knowing that the animal didn't care, he smiled at the little girl, and then his eyes slipped to the teapot, and his mouth was still purring.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's just too small"

Then he looked up and showed a mouthful of white teeth to the old man.

"Do you have any bigger teacups here?" he said, gesturing the size of the cups.

In an instant, the little girl didn't even have the strength to stare at Xiaobai, but looked at the old man angrily, with a look of grievance and anger.

The old man smiled bitterly, and coughed twice in a fake dry manner, and then said to his granddaughter with a guilty and kind face, "Ying'er, go get a big teacup for Master Xu."