After the apprenticeship, both of them were in high spirits, but apart from the glass of wine they poured before, they only drank one more glass afterwards.

The martial arts disciples who came in to refill the meal were already used to it when they saw Sun Fuquan drinking in the kitchen. They naturally knew that Master Sun was invited by their own master.

And unlike me, I don’t need to practice martial arts all day long, so drinking some wine is allowed. Master Sun won’t get drunk just because of one or two glasses of wine.

It's just that they are very envious of Chen Nian. Everyone is about the same age, but Chen Nian can drink in the kitchen, while they can only drink porridge outside.

But it's useless even to envy this kind of thing, who wants someone to be a cook?

But for aging, it’s really nice to drink some wine with dishes like Lao Bao San.

After eating, Shen San sat in the yard to enjoy the cool air, humming an unknown tune, while Chen Nian and Master Sun went to the front to carry the vegetable basins. Although the bowls were washed separately, this kind of communal vegetable basin was still

I need the kitchen to wash it.

However, you still have to pass through the courtyard from the dining area to the kitchen. Sun Fuquan asked Chen Nian to come back and clean up first, while he stayed and came to Shen San.

"Third Master, I want to tell you something." Sun Fuquan himself was a little stooped, but when he was talking to Shen San, he stooped even more.

There was also a respectful smile on his face.

Respect is mutual. Mr. Shen respects him, and he naturally respects Mr. Shen.

After hearing Sun Fuquan's words, Shen San also stood up from the recliner: "Master Sun, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"Third Master, I have accepted Chen Nian as my disciple." Sun Fuquan said.

When Shen San heard this, his face was full of surprise: "Master Sun, is this true?"

"Really, I recruited him because he was smart and had some basic skills, but I didn't expect that he knew a lot of things, but most of them knew the cuisine of the south, and he didn't know much about the cuisine of the north.

Moreover, his talent is higher than mine, and he has been working hard these days, so he can understand many things easily, so I just thought of accepting him as a disciple."

After hearing the whole story, although Shen San still had a smile on his face, he still asked: "Do you think he was sent by someone to steal his master?"

Sun Fuquan hesitated for a moment when he heard this, and then slowly shook his head: "I don't think so."

Because he is not sure yet.

After all, this kind of thing is actually not easy to see. There is an old saying that you know the person but not the heart. That's it.

If Chen Nian was really that kind of wolf cub, he might not be able to tell.

That's why he was a little hesitant when he said it just now, but Sun Fuquan was obviously not the kind of person who likes to be entangled, so he quickly figured it out and continued: "Even if Chen Nian really came here to steal his master, so what? Anyway, he figured it out.

This skill of mine cannot be brought or taken away.

So what if I teach him? Anyway, I don’t have an apprentice. At worst, I will pretend that I have never accepted this apprentice.”

Shen San looked into Sun Fuquan's eyes and said nothing. Sun Fuquan had little experience in recruiting disciples, but his own experience was indeed extremely rich.

I remember that when my martial arts school was first established, the first disciple I accepted was Tang Dechun, but the second disciple was not Qian Hu, and the second disciple was even more talented than Tang Dechun.

So much so that at that time, I put more effort into the other person than anyone else, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that I gave him everything I had. I even raised him as my own son.

But on his birthday three years ago, Shen San invited many of his colleagues to attend the birthday banquet. But on this day, his most proud second disciple suddenly said that he wanted to leave.

Shen San, who had just started talking with many guests and friends in the front hall, didn't know it. His wife was begging in the backyard, but the second disciple didn't listen at all.

So much so that when the disciples celebrated their birthdays, this second disciple did not appear.

Only then did Shen San realize that something was not right, so he found an opportunity to take a look behind him.

Seeing the decisive look on his proud disciple's face, Shen San was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He raised his palm high but looked at the other's stubborn and determined eyes, and finally did not fall down.

Finally, Shen San let the other party leave.

And just after the other party left, Shen San adjusted his mood and returned to the front hall with a smile on his face, but on this day he drank more wine than anyone else.

People just thought he was happy.

But just three days later, news suddenly came from the Jinwu Sect's biggest competitor, the Heroes Martial Arts School, that the disciples who had previously defected from the Jinwu Sect had joined the Heroes Martial Arts School.

This news quickly spread throughout the Tianjin martial arts circle, and everyone was gloating at Jinwumen's joke and Shen San's joke.

After hearing the news, the disciples of Jinwu Sect were furious and wanted to find trouble, but Shen San stopped them.

From then on, Shen San was very strict when selecting his disciples.

And we will no longer favor anyone, but treat everyone equally.

Therefore, he felt a little wary that Chen Nian suddenly appeared and was appreciated by Sun Fuquan in a very short period of time.

Because according to Sun Fuquan's description, Chen Nian is exactly the same as his second disciple!

Although he heard Master Sun say that he didn't care, he knew in his heart that if Chen Nian was really that kind of person, Master Sun would definitely be sad.

But he couldn't say anything more at this time.

I can only congratulate you.

Of course Chen Nian didn't know this, he was still happily washing the dishes in the kitchen.

The martial arts gym covers a large area. Except for the disciples, other support staff have their own rooms. Although it is not big, it is also a private space.

This makes aging feel very human.

Although he doesn't mind sharing a room with Master Sun, it would definitely be the best if he can have his own room.

After spending a whole day here and listening to Tianjin dialect, Chen Nian felt that he was about to be led astray.

In the past, he thought that Northeastern dialect was very contagious, but now he found that Tianjin dialect is not weak at all.

However, while lying in bed, I thought about what I had heard before that the martial arts community in Tianjin would start competitions again in a while, and this time the venue would be within Jinwumen.

At that time, not only Shen San and his disciples will be under great pressure, but he and Master Sun will also have to fight for the Jinwu Sect.

I don’t know how the Jinwu Sect’s strength compares with theirs.

However, judging from the reactions of these brothers during the day, senior brother Tang Dechun is probably the strongest, but Chen Nian has never seen how strong he is specifically. Although in later generations, he has seen many films such as "Fist of Fury" and "Fist of Fury".

"Slaying the Wolf", "One Man's Martial Arts"...such martial arts movies, I have also watched all Bruce Lee's martial arts movies.

But it is still a film and television work after all.

Even if Bruce Lee, Sammo Hung, Jet Li, and Donnie Yen all have real kung fu skills, especially Bruce Lee who is already considered a master, what is shown in the movie is not as intuitive as a real fight with fists and fists.

This thing is like a martial arts competition, and I even look forward to it when I think about it.

But when Chen Nian thought of Tang Dechun, he also thought of the woman who came to see Tang Dechun in the morning.

If we talk about appearance, that woman can definitely be regarded as a star, and she doesn't look like a poor person in her dress.

After all, most poor people during this period still wore coarse clothes and had long braids.

In fact, many people including Master Sun and others in the martial arts gym also have long braids, and even Chen Nian still has braids on his head.

"Um?"

"Why do I still keep this thing?"

When I think about this, I can't sit still. How can this kind of feudal dross appear in me, a great young man in the new era?

I was too busy during the day, so I never noticed it. When Chen Nian thought of this, he touched his head and felt uncomfortable on the spot.

But the barber shop outside was closed this late at night.

But Chen Nian must shave his braids, otherwise he would be afraid of being strangled to death by his braids when he goes to bed at night.

So Chen Nian went to the kitchen and lit the oil lamp, touched his head, first cut off the braid underneath, and then found a smaller knife and started shaving his head.

But when I shave my own head, my scalp only feels sore.

There was no other way. After aging, I went back to my room, took some pig pancreas, soaked it in water, and then rubbed it on my head.

At this time, it won't hurt so much when I shave again.

And the more it ages, the smoother it becomes. After all, the knife skills are there. Now it’s just a matter of scraping. As long as you become proficient, you will have it at your fingertips.

But fortunately it was late at night and no one was passing by here. Otherwise, if someone was walking in the yard and looked over here, they would see Chen Nian shaving his head with a knife with dull eyes.

I was scared to death.

Even if he wasn't scared to death, he would still be so scared that he peed his pants in his pocket.

Of course, Chen Nian's eyes are dull because you have to concentrate when shaving your own head. You can't see it with your eyes anyway. Where there is excess hair, you can only touch it with your hands.

Therefore, his eyes are a bit dull.

After feeling that there was basically no hair on his head, Chen Nian nodded with satisfaction and took a basin of water to wash away the broken hair on his head and knife.

Then he swept the hair on the ground clean, stuffed it into the stove, and then returned to his room with satisfaction.

Although it's a bit cooler to shave your hair like this, it's also a bit more refreshing.

The whole person feels much more at ease when sleeping.

Not long after Chen Nian lay down, he heard sounds starting to come from the yard.

No need to think, this must be the group of people practicing martial arts.

Although he lives independently, he lives in the same courtyard as them.

In the entire Jinwu Sect, only Shen San and his wife have an independent courtyard. The others, even Shen San's son Shen Wenna, have to live with his fellow apprentices.
To be continued...