Huang An looked awkward when he heard this, shook his head in embarrassment and said:
"I don't have this. Does it cost a hundred taels of gold to learn martial arts?"
Huang An was stunned for a while, even in disbelief.
Is it so expensive to learn martial arts?
It shouldn't be. Along the way, the disciples I met were no less than twenty, and those disciples didn't look like people with a hundred taels of gold.
After all, the properties of gold determine that it is a precious metal and valuable no matter where it is.
When Zhao Le heard this, he curled his mouth, sighed, and replied:
"That's not necessary. To learn martial arts in our martial arts studio, you only need twenty taels of silver to complete the five internal organs realm."
The realm of the five internal organs?
Huang An's heart moved. As for the twenty taels of silver, he didn't take it seriously at all.
Silver is cheap on Earth, about 4 yuan per gram, and it can be cheaper in large quantities.
Twenty taels of silver, which is not silver with 99% purity, is only 4,000 yuan, and a young man can even afford it.
Huang An was about to ask about the process of apprenticeship, but seeing that Zhao Le was still unhappy, he asked too much.
"Miss Zhao is short of money?"
He was deeply impressed by this little money fan, so he asked for an explanation.
"Who is practicing martial arts who is not short of money?"
Zhao Le muttered something, lowered his head and led the way.
"We brought you here after all, so I will take you in instead of my father and sister. As for whether my father and sister want to take you in, I don't know. I'll arrange a place for you to stay temporarily first.
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Huang An paused, then his mind changed, and he refused softly:
"A temporary residence is enough. Junior brother, I have a small house in the city. I will move there after I become a disciple of the master."
"You actually have a house in our Feng'an City?"
Zhao Le was a little surprised, glanced at Huang An, nodded unconsciously, and talked to himself.
"That's right. Otherwise, why would you have come to Feng'an County alone if you were seriously ill? You must have gone to seek refuge with relatives and friends."
She said again.
"But it's late today. When you come to the door, I'll find a few senior brothers to go with you to see if there's anything I can do to help!"
"However, you have to behave better, otherwise my sister may not accept you, after all, you are so old."
Older?
Is it necessary to emphasize it?
Is twenty-three too old?
Huang An's face froze, and he nodded repeatedly as if nothing happened. The big snake followed the stick and complimented:
"Thank you very much, senior sister."
Huang An follows the good deeds.
He is not worried at all about the lie in the house later. When the time comes, he will naturally have sufficient reasons in his heart to reject the kindness of his senior sister.
His eyes flickered slightly, but he wrote down the key information of "Feng'an County".
Where he is now is Feng'an County.
However, Huang An's heart still cast a shadow.
Zhao Le's words had already told him that the martial arts gym would not recruit older disciples.
It’s still unclear whether I can get started.
Huang An made up his mind that from now on, he must behave himself and not stand out.
Zhao Le and Huang An talked about some trivial matters. Somehow, the grievances and fears in their hearts dissipated a little, so they talked more.
"My father is seriously injured. Doctor Xue said that if we want to cure it completely, we need a strong man with a golden body to take action. However, for such a strong man, a shot will cost at least a hundred taels of gold. Our sisters sold this martial arts gym and the family business
It’s impossible to get them all together. By then you will probably be my sister’s disciple.”
It seemed that Zhao Le was able to vent her emotions by speaking out her worries. Her face looked much better, and she also received some warnings along the way. She also said that if you have anything to do, you can call her directly. She lives in the courtyard not far away.
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Huang An didn't say much after hearing Zhao Le's words, he just sighed from time to time.
By sighing, he put his own emotions and Zhao Le's emotions on the same line, so as to arouse Zhao Le's goodwill and bring the two of them closer.
However, Huang An still noticed something.
"Golden Body Realm? Just one shot requires a hundred taels of gold!"
This is a new realm.
Huang An couldn't figure out the martial arts level, but he also knew that a hundred taels of gold was not a small amount anywhere.
Huang An doesn't know the price of goods in the Ming Dynasty, but based on the price of the highly industrialized earth, one hundred taels of gold is worth about 2 million yuan.
The gold I have collected over the years and the small treasury combined are still short of three times.
And a hundred taels of gold will definitely be more valuable in the Ming Dynasty where productivity is obviously not high.
In fact, Huang An could get so much gold by asking for help from his parents and his own small treasury, but he did not have an export guarantee or even mentioned it.
In this seemingly barbaric era, for him to take out a hundred taels of gold should be as good as courting death.
Even the masters like the owner of the museum were injured and lying on the bed without money for treatment. I was a dying ghost, holding a hundred taels of gold, and might be killed when I went out.
The Zhao Family Martial Arts School will most likely not be able to protect itself.
In fact, he died a violent death before he could even get out of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Huang An's mind, and he suddenly remembered the words of the young man who brought him here.
"The knife wound before the moon is difficult to heal!"
The owner suffered serious stab wounds?
Is it tetanus? Or is the wound seriously infected?
Huang An moved his feet and looked at Zhao Le's back.
His eyes flickered for a while, and he was thinking about whether he could win the trust of everyone in the Zhao Family Martial Arts School through this matter, so that he could get started smoothly.
"It seems possible. I have seen many wounds cut by iron sheets and steel bars, and I have dealt with them myself!"
Why don't you take the initiative to speak now and go check on Hall Master Zhao's injury first?
If it can be cured, treat it directly. If it cannot be cured immediately, measures can be taken to alleviate it.
But Huang An hesitated again. He was worried that if he took the initiative, would he be too hasty?
If we are suspected of having ulterior motives, wouldn’t it mean that we have failed in our efforts?
After all, to everyone in the Zhao Family Martial Arts School, he is a stranger of unknown origin.
Huang An's mind was racing with thoughts, and he was still undecided. He unintentionally noticed the dejected little girl in front of him, and the faint sound of sobbing.
Huang An's heart trembled. He suddenly thought of himself who was seriously ill, and also thought of his adoptive parents who had lost their souls after his death. He was probably even more sad than the little girl in front of him.
Done!
Huang An has already made up his mind.
Staring at Zhao Le's back and thinking, Huang An finally made up his mind after considering his experience in Zhao's martial arts school.
Need help!
Sister Zhao can believe that although the little girl next to her is greedy for money, she also has principles for conducting herself in the world.
Although her sister is cold, she is more principled than the little girl, so she can be trusted to a certain extent.
With the decision made, Huang An stopped and said directly:
"Senior Sister Zhao, Junior Brother, I have a lot of research on trauma. I wonder if you can let me go and see the owner?"
When Zhao Le heard this, he turned around and looked at Huang An with suspicious eyes. Seeing that Huang An didn't seem to be joking, he frowned and muttered something.
Huang An couldn't hear clearly and didn't ask.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Le felt helpless, but couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to nod.
"That's okay, I can just talk to my sister about you, so you can be my disciple as soon as possible."
Huang An put on a smile, but he forgot what he looked like now, which was a bit scary.
The little girl shuddered, turned around quickly, and led the way to the yard where her father was recovering from his injuries.
"Come with me."
In about two minutes, the two of them arrived outside a courtyard.
There were two disciples guarding the entrance of the courtyard. They both looked depressed. When they saw the junior sister coming in with a strange man, they said hello and let them in.
The yard was not big, and in the middle was a long bamboo pole for drying clothes, with white rags stained with blood hanging from the bamboo poles.
Huang An paused and continued to follow Zhao Le.
The wooden door of the small house in the courtyard was closed. Zhao Le gently opened the door and the two of them walked in.
Before Huang An had time to see clearly what was going on inside the house, he suddenly felt a lightness in his body and was actually pulled out of the house.
Huang An tripped on the threshold, staggered, and almost fell to the ground. Before he could stand up straight, he heard a sound of gnashing teeth in his ears.
"What are you doing here, you sick guy? Get out, get out!"
"It's really bad luck, bad luck!"
Huang An was stunned for a moment. He had not expected such a situation.
He raised his head at this moment and could clearly see the man in front of him. He was a strong man with a heroic face and bulging temples on both sides.
But at this moment, he looked angry, as if he wanted to eat himself.
The hand that grabbed his collar was like an iron vise. Huang An couldn't get rid of it, and his mind was racing.
"This person should have a high status in the museum. He might have met me. He was probably afraid that he was seriously ill and would infect the owner, so he kicked me out."
Huang An quickly reacted, and most of the anger in his heart disappeared. This man was really good-natured.
Huang An grabbed the back of the man's hand and explained with a smile.
"This senior, senior brother, let go. Although junior brother is seriously ill, he will not infect others."
"Go, go, go, who is your senior brother?"
This man is none other than the senior martial arts master, Pang Han.
He is in a complicated mood right now, he is both scared and angry. Now he is annoyed when he sees Huang An's face. How can he be willing to listen to Huang An's explanation?
While the two were fighting, Zhao Yan, dressed in white with red eyes, stepped out of the door, frowned, and yelled in a controlled voice:
"If you two want to fight, just go outside and fight. Why are you disturbing my father's rest?"
She originally wanted to explain her senior brother's rude behavior to Huang An, but seeing that the two of them were making a lot of noise, she had no intention of doing so.
When the two heard this, they stopped talking.
Pang Han shook the hand that was holding Huang An's collar, snorted coldly, turned around and went back into the house without looking at Huang An.
He is still angry.
Huang An felt strange, but didn't take it seriously. He offered his hands to Zhao Yan apologetically, secretly surprised by this woman's charm.
Chu Chu is pitiful, I feel pity for her, but she is a stunning beauty.
However, Huang An is not a lecherous person, nor does he look at it too much, he just apologizes:
"It's junior brother's fault!"
Seeing that Huang An's attitude was respectful, and although his behavior was funny, he was still sincere, Zhao Yan was full of grievances and could not vent his grievances.
He moved lightly and walked to Huang An's side. He suppressed his voice and said solemnly:
"My little sister has already told you how to get started. In our Zhao Family Martial Arts School, as long as you pay some silver, you can get started and learn martial arts. The five internal organs level requires 20 taels of silver. But with your body and bones, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn all the skills. You just need to scrape together enough.
With fifteen taels of silver, you can get started."
When Huang An heard this, he felt happy, it was done, and he quickly said:
"Just twenty taels, just twenty taels, junior brother has learned everything."
Seeing Huang An's sincere attitude, Zhao Yan no longer refused. He just waited until Huang An could no longer study or had no chance, so he returned the extra silver.
The two of them were silent for a few breaths. Seeing that Zhao Yan had no intention of letting him go in to take a look, Huang An ignored it for a while. His goal had been achieved and he could leave directly, but he subconsciously took the initiative to speak.
"I have some experience with trauma. Can you go inside to see the owner's injury? It would also be a good thing if there is legal treatment."
After Huang An finished speaking, he was secretly angry. He was so happy and sad today, and now he is so complacent. Damn it, he should remember better next time.
But now that I have said it, I have no intention of going back on it. Fortunately, I just took a look and then talked about treatment.