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"Two taels, that much?"

On the way here, Dian Wei passed by shops and stalls, paying attention to the prices and making calculations in his heart.

In this town of Cangtong, for a family of three, the basic daily expenses cost about one or two taels per month, which does not include medical expenses, new clothes, furniture expenses, extra human relations, expenses for special festivals, etc. .

For learning martial arts, you start with two liang of silver per month, plus other expenses, you can calculate it as three liang of silver per month. After a year, at least thirty-six taels of silver.

This is still "the beginning", and there will definitely be more later.

A word suddenly popped up in Dian Wei's mind:

Poor culture and rich martial arts!

People without money can't learn martial arts at all!

"Money, I have."

Dian Wei said calmly.

He is not a person who is afraid of spending money, as long as the golden dice throws 1 point, money is not a problem.

Seeing this, the thick-browed youth nodded and said, "Okay, you wait here." After saying that, he turned around and went back.

Dian Wei took the opportunity to tie up the donkey.

After a while, the thick-browed youth ran back and waved: "'Old Zheng' wants to see you, come with me."

Dian Wei stepped into the gate, walked across the courtyard, and came to the main room.

I saw, under the eaves, on a spacious bamboo chair, there was a gray-haired old man lying reclined, with a bushy goatee beard on his chin. He looked about sixty years old, and he was sleeping with his legs crossed and his eyes closed. , shaking with the bamboo chair.

Beside the bamboo chair, there are four young maidservants kneeling, all of them are quite seductive, with good looks, and they are all serving the old man.

One fanned the wind, one beat his thigh, one rubbed his shoulder, one peeled grapes, and put them into the old man's mouth one by one.

When Dian Wei saw this picture, he immediately felt a sense of absurdity, as if the stories that only happened in the feudal society of TV dramas were staged vividly before his eyes.

"Old Zheng, someone is here."

The thick-browed young man approached the old man and said in a low voice.

The old man is Zheng Mao.

Old man Zheng slowly opened his eyes, glanced sideways at Dian Wei, and sat up slowly. The maid handed him a cup of tea. He took a sip, but just rinsed his mouth and spit it out again.

Dian Wei saw it in his eyes and rolled his eyes in his heart.

Is this person showing off?

Zheng Mao coughed dryly, looked at Dian Wei, seemed to be sizing him up carefully, and after looking at him for a while, he said, "Why are you alone, where are the adults at home?"

Dian Wei said vaguely: "My parents are too busy, let me do it myself."

Didn't tell the truth and couldn't tell.

There is no way, he is a young man, if others know that he is helpless and has a little money in his hand, will there be any malicious intentions?

The couple who died at the hands of Dian Wei is an example.

Zheng Mao hummed and asked, "Want to learn martial arts?"

Dian Wei nodded, "Yes."

Zheng Mao asked again: "Why do you want to learn martial arts?"

Dian Wei thought for a while, and gave a simple answer: "Practice martial arts to improve yourself, and settle down."

Zheng Mao raised his eyebrows, "Have you ever read a book?"

Dian Wei nodded, "I don't read much, but I can read."

Old man Zheng stroked his beard and stroked his beard three times in a row, then nodded and said: "Let me talk about the rules first, there are many people who come to me to learn martial arts, but in fact I never accept apprentices, they are just like you, they learn at their own expense. ?”

Dian Wei still doesn't understand.

Before coming here, he was still worrying about whether he would have a poor foundation, a good-for-nothing, and people would look down on him and not accept him as an apprentice.

As a result, he found that he was completely overthinking.

People don't care about the rootless, as long as they have money.

Dian Wei fumbled in his arms, counted the copper coins one by one, scraped together two taels and handed them over.

"okay!"

Old man Zheng smiled brightly, "Martial arts is not accomplished overnight, it is a gradual process. You start with the basic skills, and then learn the moves after you have mastered the basic skills.

By the way, what's your name? "

Dian Wei hurriedly reported his name.

"Dian Wei, that's a pretty good name." Old man Zheng turned to the young man with thick eyebrows, "Sun Shan, you can arrange it."

"Yes, Mr. Zheng." Sun Shan bowed his hands.

Afterwards, Sun Shan brought Dian Wei to the east corner of the courtyard.

There were four people walking in Zama, with a white porcelain bowl filled with water on their heads.

These four people, three men and one woman, all looked to be in their teens.

"They all just got started this month, and you train with them."

Sun Shan put on a Zhama stance, "There are 18 basic skills in total, Zhama stance, splits, five-step punch, kick, carp straightening, somersault, all need to be practiced, and each style must be practiced well."

With that said, Sun Shan rehearsed the eighteen moves and explained the main points one by one.

The Zama step is the simplest, separate your legs, squat down slightly, turn your toes forward, move your center of gravity down, and gradually squat down...

Splits, also known as splits, are divided into horizontal splits and side splits.

This style is easier for girls to practice, but it is quite difficult for boys.

Five-step boxing is footwork plus boxing, divided into lunge, horse stance, servant stance, empty stance, and resting stance.

...

Flips also come in multiple positions, front flips, side flips, back flips, and back and forth/back flips.

Dian Wei read it carefully and found that these movements are really very basic, and many movements are not even difficult. He feels that the main difficulties are splits, carp straightening, and somersaults.

"Senior Brother Sun, what level do I have to practice to be considered qualified?" Dian Wei asked.

"Elder Zheng said you are qualified, then you are qualified."

Sun Shan said vaguely, "Generally speaking, you need to be able to hold on for at least an hour in Zamabu, and you must be able to do all the other basic movements properly."

Dian Wei understood, "How long does it usually take to practice to pass?"

"It depends on your talent." Sun Shan said, "Some people can learn everything in a few days, some need to practice for three months, and some need to practice for a year and a half. I met a person who spent a whole time here He failed five years, that guy is too fat, carp will never even think about fighting in his life."

Dian Wei couldn't help but have a picture of a big fat carp standing upright in his mind, this is really embarrassing.

"Okay, start practicing by yourself, and ask me if you don't understand anything." Sun Shan turned and left.

Dian Wei took a deep breath, picked up a bowl and placed it on top of his head, and started the zama step.

He practiced this!

Zama step +1

Zama step +1

Zama step +1

...

A series of handwriting appeared in front of Dian Wei's eyes, shining handwriting.

at the same time.

He naturally entered a strange state all over his body, and unknowingly, he assumed the most standard horse stance.

After that, keep this posture and see how long you can last.

Dian Wei persisted for about three minutes, his legs became hot and he felt uncomfortable.

And as time goes by, this discomfort and even pain multiply exponentially, making it unbearable.

Dian Wei glanced at the four people next to him, and they were the same. After a while, their bodies began to sway left and right, their postures became crooked, and the bowls on some people's heads fell off.

Dian Wei gritted his teeth and insisted.

Zama step +1

Zama step +1

...

The light flickered like a meteor across the sky.

Gradually, Dian Wei could clearly feel the pain in his legs.

However, as long as he gritted his teeth and persisted, a certain potential in his body seemed to be stimulated...