Chapter 6 Martial Arts Miscellaneous Servants

Speaking of this Qingniu Town, it is not big, tens of thousands of people, but there are three martial arts halls. In these years, what industry is not good, but the trip to the martial arts hall can be described as prosperous. Now that the world is chaotic, it is not bad to have a self-defense technique on the body, from another point of view, from the civil and military can be a good person, from the civil official, from the military general, no matter how bad it is, a family can also eat. So far, there are children in the family who either send them to private schools to study, or send them to martial arts halls to practice martial arts, hoping that the children will grow up in the future.

Tai'an Martial Arts Hall, one of several martial arts halls in Qingniu Town, was founded by Hong Gang, the king of Changhate Boxing in Saibei, and is known for its fierce and swift boxing, and has been invincible all over Saibei. After leaving a generation of prestige on the rivers and lakes, Wang Honggang retired to Qingniu Town and established a martial arts hall in Qingniu Town, named Tai'an, which means Guotai and Min'an. And the years are ruthless, decades have passed, and now the long-hated boxing king Hong Gang has passed away, and the martial arts hall has been handed over to the eldest son Wang Chihong, who is the current owner.

Wang Chihonggu said that he had received the true biography of Wang Honggang, and he had always been low-key, and he only retreated in the hall on weekdays, and rarely asked about the martial arts hall. The main managers of the current martial arts hall are Xiao Zhengtian and Huo Qiming, the two senior apprentices under Wang Honggang, the so-called famous teachers and high apprentices, and his two apprentices have left a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, so that the Tai'an martial arts hall will stand tall in this fierce competition.

Now Tai'an martial arts hall students have reached more than 100 people, including many apprentices from other places, martial arts halls teach boxing methods at different levels, the first entry is taught by ordinary boxers basic boxing basic exercises, such as long boxing, iron sand palms and the like, basic skills such as horse steps, stone locks. After having these basic skills, some basic boxing techniques will be taught by the five great boxers, and the three best apprentices will be selected every year, and the hall owner Wang Chihong will teach the superior martial arts of Chang Ha Boxing.

A small corner of the martial arts hall, that is the firewood room where Fu Xiaowa and the little beggar nest. Although the firewood house is simple, it also gives the two children a place to live, which is very different from their previous environment.

The sunset was shining through the broken windows, the temperature was still cold, the firewood room was full of debris, and the air was filled with the smell of firewood. Under a pile of firewood, a small bed was put together, and on the bed was the broken quilt that Zhang Xiaobian picked up from somewhere, this is where Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen lived.

After making the simple bed, a look flashed on the little beggar's face that he wanted to speak but did not stop, as if he did not know how to say something, and sat on the edge of the bed and dangled his feet aimlessly.

"Take the cloth bag and put some straw as a pillow!" Fu Xiaowa made the whole bed and didn't turn his head back to the tunnel.

The little beggar handed over the cloth bag, and finally mustered up the courage to say, "Little frog brother!"

"Huh?" Fu Xiaowa turned his head.

"That...... I want to say thank you for what happened just now, although the power of the word thank you is so weak, these are the only two words I can think of!" The little beggar stared at Fu Xiaowa, the gratitude in his heart was tumbling with endless gratitude, thank you, how can these two words express the mood at this moment.

"Oh, it's okay, don't worry!" Fu Xiaowa really didn't feel at ease.

A tear flashed in the little beggar's eyes, this was a sincere tear, and he snorted: "Everything started by me, but you helped me carry everything!"

"It's all over, just go over with the object!" Fu Xiaowa continued to make the bed.

"Little Frog Brother!"

"Huh?"

"Be my brother!" the little beggar finally said what was in his heart, which was the outpouring point of his suppressed feelings in his heart.

"Brother?" Fu Xiaowa stopped what he was doing, this was the first time he had encountered this in his life, and the little beggar's sudden request made him a little overwhelmed.

"I am an orphan, I have been suffering from hunger and cold in this world, I want you to be my brother, so that I can have a dependence in this world!" the little beggar burst into tears.

"This ......" Fu Xiaowa hadn't come to his senses yet. ...,

"Brother Little Frog, I Xiaowen calls you big brother, you are my eldest brother for life, this is a lifetime title, please bow to Xiaowen!" Xiao Wen knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Fu Xiaowa seriously.

Fu Xiaowa hurriedly helped him up and said, "Don't mind, get up quickly!"

"No, Brother Little Frog, you must accept my younger brother, even if I rely on you to die, I haven't looked up at anyone with those dignitaries, but I must bow my head to you, Brother Little Frog, really, I've seen all kinds of people, but I obey you, only serve you, I know I'm a beggar, maybe you also look down on me, don't want to accept me as a beggar's brother!" The little beggar pretended to be very melancholy and looked very sad.

"Look at what, what you can't look at, beggars are also people, what's wrong with beggars, I recognize you as a younger brother!"

Indeed, the little beggar is sincerely grateful to Fu Xiaowa, and he is also deeply felt by Fu Xiaowa's character, he used a little improper means, but he feels that this big brother can recognize and deserve recognition, so he must admit it.

The little beggar broke his nose and smiled, kowtowed a few more times and said: "My name is Marven, you will call me Xiaowen in the future, a brother, a brother, a brother for life, it is better to change the world in the future, this situation remains the same, I Marven swears by this, if you violate this oath, you will be cut by a thousand cuts!"

"Hmm!" Fu Xiaowa nodded seriously.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled in the house, sprinkled on the two hands that were tightly clasped together, and the establishment of a great friendship in the world began here, from this humble firewood house. This little promise, until many years later, until a lot of songs of blood and tears, until a lot of life and death, until, many, many ......

In the evening of the martial arts hall, calm and serene, the two of them lay on the bed to rest, thinking beautifully about the days when they would make money in the future, from this day on, they will have their own jobs, a new and bright future.

In the beautiful longing of the two, the door of the firewood room was pushed open, because of the backlight behind the door, the two could not see the appearance of the comer, and could only know from the body shape that he was a very blessed person.

The visitor patted the door panel with the whip in his hand, signaling his arrival, and his voice was as ugly as a pig's hum: "You two are the new handymen?"

"Yes, yes!" Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen jumped out of bed and replied, it was obvious that this would be their future affairs.

"I can't imagine that it's two skinny babies, I really don't know how Mr. Huang thinks, so many strong people don't want to come to these two skin monkeys!" The steward muttered dissatisfiedly: "You listen to me, one hundred and fifty buckets of water a day, not a bucket is missing, I don't care if you can eat or not, if you can't finish it, you will be whipped, can you hear?"

"Yes, yes!" the steward looked like a fierce god, and the two children stood there timidly, and could only nod their heads in agreement.

"My surname is Hu, and I will be called Steward Hu in the future, and I will be in charge of housekeeping and kitchen, but I am not very good-tempered, you can pay attention!" Steward Hu slammed the door with his whip again.

"Yes, yes!" the two men would only say yes, and did not dare to say anything.

Steward Hu explained the work of the two handymen: "Every day before dawn, you must ensure that the firewood and water in the kitchen are in place, and the firewood and water in the kitchen at noon must also be in place, especially at night, the bathing water and firewood in the martial arts hall must also be in place, this is your task, can you be clear?"

"Clear!" Frog and Wenwen replied with their heads bowed.

"Very good, one more thing to remember, the back wing room is not allowed to enter and exit casually!"

"Yes,!"

"Remember to be on time tomorrow!"

After the Hu steward finished explaining, he shook his fat body and disappeared at the door, Xiaowen stuck out his tongue and made a grimace behind his back. ...,

From that time on, the kitchen had to be open at dawn, so the necessary water and firewood were prepared before dawn. A large martial arts hall, hundreds of people, the amount of firewood used in the kitchen every day is very amazing, and the amount of water needed is also a lot, just cooking rice requires a large tank, plus more than 100 people boiling hot water and bathing firewood and water, the calculation is very huge, these three taels of silver, but also solid hard money.

The winter night, like a sleeping beast, from time to time invaded the two children in simple clothes. The entire martial arts hall is sleeping, but the miscellaneous servants are already about to start working.

The cold weather made the two of them hug their shoulders and shiver, and when they came to the kitchen, there were five large water tanks at the door of the kitchen that were taller than people, which was the water consumption of the entire martial arts hall, and the eyes of the two of them were wide.

"My mother, such a big tank!" Xiaowen exclaimed.

"Don't look at it, let's start work, we won't be able to finish it later!" Fu Xiaowa said and lifted the empty bucket.

The night sky was silent and silent, only the sound of footsteps from the snow came, the water had to be picked up from a ditch not near to the kitchen, the two children came to the ditch in the dark, the ditch water in the moon was cold and bone-chilling, and the fingers touched the red to get cold into the heart, and the water could not avoid getting wet.

Two thin figures in the night, carrying two buckets that did not fit their bodies, swayed between the gutter and the kitchen. The two of them carried water into the water tank, and each load of water required two children to use the strength to feed.

After picking up a few loads, the little frog has weak legs and black eyes, how to say that it is also a child, these are all things that adult strong men do, and it is indeed difficult for them.

"Oh, my shoulder!" After a while, Xiaowen was already paralyzed on the snow, panting and rubbing his shoulders, Fu Xiaowa came over to see, this Xiaowen didn't do any physical work, and his shoulders were red and swollen.

"Brother Little Frog, I can't do this job, I'm still begging for my life after all!" Xiaowen looked very depressed with red eyes.

"Okay, you go and rest, I'll do the rest!" Fu Xiaowa patted Xiaowen on the shoulder.

"Brother Little Frog, this, how can this work!" Xiaowen stood up and said urgently, although he still wanted to continue to do this work, but it was impossible.

"I've been going up the mountain to pick firewood for a long time, my body is tough, let's rest!"

The night was deep and cold, the cold wind howled and was cold to the bone, and only that thin body carried all the burdens.

Xiaowen had red eyes, watching Fu Xiaowa pick up loads of water into the tank, each load of water was scratched in him, his heart stirred with a lot of endless words, but he couldn't open his mouth, he could only watch silently like this, and he could only look at it silently like this, which was more uncomfortable than anything else.

Like a hellish morning, Little Frog and Little Wen worked hard to barely supply firewood and water in the kitchen. The noon sun dispelled a little chill and burned on people's bodies. On the haystack in front of the kitchen, two children lie on it, waiting for lunch time.

The martial arts hall was lively, which made the two children full of curiosity, the subordinates who came and went, the apprentices who passed by, and the whole shouting from the martial arts field, this qiē and qiē, they had never seen before.

I saw one by one, and began to pass by with the delicacies of the mountains and seas, the golden roast goose, the sweet and sour fish drizzled with sweet and sour sauce, etc., these delicacies of the mountains and seas entered the wings of the major boxers and the back compartment, Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen looked at these beautiful foods from the bottom of their eyes and drooled.

"Brother Little Frog, what do you say it feels like to bite the roast goose......" Xiaowen looked at the dishes served with bare eyes.

"It is estimated that it is oily juice, and the whole mouth is full of delicious gravy, tsk!" Fu Xiaowa swallowed his saliva, and his stomach rumbled with a thunderous roar.

The two children were fantasizing about the feeling of this delicious food in their mouths, but they knew that it could only be stored in their imaginations. ...,

Finally, it is the time for people to eat, under the old locust tree at the door of the kitchen, buckets of white rice and white flour steamed buns and green vegetables and radishes, this is the food of the next people, but there will be some meat and vegetables during the New Year's Festival.

However, even if it is steamed bread and cabbage, it is the highest enjoyment for Xiaowen and Xiaowa, who have been hungry for many years.

Xiaowen and Xiaowa couldn't wait to reach out and grab the two steamed buns, ready to have a full meal, and the sudden pain from the back of their hands immediately pulled the two children back to reality.

Looking along the leather whip, it was the fat face of the bearded steward, the bearded steward blew his eyes and said: "What are you doing, you want to eat? If you want to eat, you have to ask yourself if you have this qualification, get out, you both get out of the way for me, I want to eat if the firewood in the kitchen is not taken care of, get out!"

Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen retracted their bodies solemnly, their hands slowly withdrawn, they were still looking at the table full of steamed buns, which were just the most basic needs of life.

The subordinates of the martial arts hall looked at the two starving children and retreated abruptly, and no one dared to make a sound, because the sternness and indifference of the Hu steward were known to everyone, so none of them dared to provoke them.

In the firewood room, the two children received their food, which was the leftover food from the kitchen, probably intended to feed the chickens, or probably thought that there were two handymen in the firewood room, so they divided a portion.

"This, is this what people eat, pigs eat better than this!" the little beggar took the chaff into his mouth and spat it out, and the thing was hard to swallow.

Fu Xiaowa didn't speak, swallowing down one bite at a time, and the little beggar could imagine the feeling of chaff in his throat.

There is not enough time to carry water, so he has to get up earlier, in the middle of the night, Fu Xiaowa has already gotten up, picked up a half-person-high bucket by himself, and filled the water tank bucket by bucket.

Fu Xiaowa persevered with unparalleled perseverance, regardless of the fatigue on his body, no matter how the bones in his body seemed to fall apart, and one by one he stepped on a path on the snow. He can do it well, he said to himself, he can do it well.

This morning, the water was picked up, the firewood was chopped, and the two of them collapsed on the grass as if they were about to fall apart, panting, where is the cold of winter at this moment, and the sweat is still evaporating and steaming.

At this time, Hu was in charge, moving his fat body, and slowly walked over, still with the leather whip in his hand.

"It's good to be in charge!"

Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen immediately jumped up from the grass pile, standing straight and straight, and their two broken shoes still showed their feet.

The steward took the leather whip and habitually patted it on his left hand, and checked the supply of firewood and water in the kitchen.

After the inspection, he found that the firewood and water were very sufficient, and even the chopped firewood was piled up neatly, and the Hu Steward, who had always been known for being picky in the lower world, could not find a place to be picky.

Maybe he was disappointed, or he was a little unaccustomed, but the usual subordinate always let him find a place to curse, and the steward muttered a few words in his mouth and left boredly.

Halfway down the road, Steward Huang was patrolling and met the oncoming Steward Hu.

"Steward Hu, how are the two new handymen?" Steward Huang said with a smile.

"The person you Sande takes care of, how can I say that my old Hu can't say it, two people, it's okay!" Steward Hu pouted, and walked to the kitchen without turning back with his leather whip.

Huang Sande smiled faintly, everyone knows that the housekeeper is a demon in the eyes of his subordinates, and he can get him to use the word okay, basically no.

At this time, Huang Sande Huang Butler passed by the kitchen, still wearing his cotton hat that had not changed for thousands of years.

Fu Xiaowa shouted: "Steward Huang, wait a minute!"

"Well, what's the matter?" Steward Huang habitually straightened his cotton hat.

Fu Xiaowa rubbed his hands and faced: "No, it's nothing, it's just that I haven't had a chance, I just want to say, thank you!"

Steward Huang showed a little imperceptible smile, and quickly disappeared on that Yan sù's face, still with a straight face: "Work hard, it's the best thank you to me!"

"I will definitely not disappoint you, thank you!" Fu Xiaowa bowed deeply.

"Don't say it's useless, I'm busy!" Steward Huang raised his hand, straightened his cotton hat, and walked away with his hands behind his back, looking like he was in a good mood. ''''''''''''''