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."
To be continued...