Yonghefang.

There is a long street behind Shengyun Tower, which could have accommodated two carriages traveling side by side, but at this time, the small street was full of people and seemed a bit crowded.

Because every night, both sides of the street are filled with various food stalls. The vendors are constantly shouting, and pedestrians stop and go, attracted by the delicious food on the street.

Although it was completely dark, every vendor had a lantern hanging on his cart, and the pillars of the shops behind were also covered with lanterns, lighting up the entire street.

The sound is noisy, but full of life, and in some ways also very beautiful.

Zhao Yuantu, Xu Ling, Su Yun, and Zhang Tianwen were visiting the snack street.

Several other apprentices felt that they could not fit into their circle, so they consciously found reasons to leave.

Zhao Yuantu and Xu Ling already had snacks bought from vendors in their hands, eating as they walked.

Compared to Zhao Yuantu's rough eating style, Xu Ling was much more elegant, but both of them looked very interested.

Zhang Tianwen, on the other hand, smelled the smell of oil smoke in the air and fanned himself with a look of disgust.

Although Su Yun was not so obvious, she still frowned slightly.

"What's going on with Han Zhao? It takes so long to go to the toilet?" Zhang Tianwen said impatiently: "Did he leave first by himself?"

He would never come to a place like this, but Han Zhao proposed to visit, and Zhao Yuantu and Xu Ling both agreed, so naturally he couldn't say anything.

Unexpectedly, halfway through their shopping, Han Zhao suddenly said that he had a stomachache and needed to go to the toilet.

Zhang Tianwen originally wanted to invite Zhao Yuantu to have some fun, and he also found an opportunity to send Su Yun and Xu Ling away. After all, they were likely to compete with him.

But Zhao Yuantu and Xu Lingfei had to wait for Han Zhao to come back, so they stood there for almost half a quarter of an hour.

"No." Zhao Yuantu said inarticulately while eating: "It doesn't take long to go to the latrine."

"Elder brother." Xu Ling scolded, "Don't talk about such things while eating, okay?"

"Sorry." Zhao Yuantu grinned.

At this time, a tall and handsome young man trotted towards the four of them. He was wearing a standard black training uniform. It was Han Zhao who had just finished venting.

"Junior Brother Han, you are finally back, the skewers are almost cold!" Zhao Yuantu handed the mutton skewers in his left hand to Han Zhao.

Han Zhao took it with a smile.

Xu Ling ate roasted chestnuts with sugar in his mouth and muttered: "What's wrong, Junior Brother Han, are you so happy and you picked up money?"

"Indeed, I picked up more than a dozen copper coins when I left the latrine." Han Zhao nodded and polished the harvest of the trip.

"That's really good luck." Xu Ling smiled. He didn't expect that Junior Brother Han had such a good attitude. He was clearly provoked by Fang Hongyun earlier, but now he looked like he was fine.

"Hey~" Su Yun glanced at Han Zhao and picked up the copper coins at the door of the latrine.

"This kebab is so delicious!" Han Zhao bit into the mutton kebab, his mouth full of oil. Today he really saw how rich the rich people in the inner city really are.

Zhang Tianwen's meal cost him forty taels of silver.

After Fang Hongyun said a few words to him, he paid more than ten taels of money in mental damages, which made him want to be scolded a few more times.

"Junior Brother Zhang was treating us just now. It's my turn this time. Everyone can eat whatever you want and I'll pay." Zhao Yuantu pointed at the food stalls all over the street.

"I won't be polite." Xu Ling inserted the straw into the top of the fire crystal persimmon and sucked it.

"Me too." Han Zhao didn't stop talking.

Zhang Tianwen and Su Yun were naturally very generous, but they didn't eat a bite along the way, obviously not interested in the food from these roadside stalls.

The five of them wandered around for a while before getting ready to go home.

Before leaving, Zhao Yuantu prepared to go with Han Zhao, but was stopped by Zhang Tianwen, and the two talked alone.

When Zhao Yuantu returned to the martial arts hall, he found Lu Yi lying on a wicker chair in the yard, looking at the moon.

"Master, you haven't rested so late?" Zhao Yuantu stepped forward, took out a paper bag from his arms, and offered it with both hands: "Master, these are the fried melon seeds I bought for you, they are still hot!"

"When you go out to eat, why don't you bring me some melon seeds for the old man?" Lu Yi said angrily.

"This...I..." Zhao Yuantu shrank his hands in embarrassment.

"Okay, don't give it to me! It won't taste good when it's cold." Lu Yi stretched out his hand and took the melon seeds from Zhao Yuantu's hand.

"Don't be complacent even after you've made a breakthrough. It's just the beginning! From tomorrow on, come to my room after lunch every day, and I will teach you the basic diagram perception skills of Shanshanquan alone."

"Yes, Master!" Zhao Yuantu, a tall man of 1.9 meters, stood in front of Lu Yi with his head bowed like a child.

"Why don't you go back and rest early? You smell like alcohol all over your body."

"Yes!" Zhao Yuantu wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve as if he was receiving an amnesty, saluted Lu Yi respectfully, and hurriedly ran towards the east wing.

"Really..." Lu Yi shook his head and laughed.

As a martial arts master, he has never tasted any delicacies from the mountains and seas, but teasing his apprentices is fun. Guys like Han Zhao are too smart to be teased, so it is more fun for their eldest apprentices.

...

Early the next morning.

Han Zhao went to a roadside stall and ate a dozen rice dumplings, then went to the martial arts gym to practice.

Lu Yi reminded him yesterday that he should pay attention.

As soon as he walked to the street where the martial arts school was located, he noticed several gorgeously decorated carriages parked at the door, all with family emblems printed on them. It looked like they were from large families in the inner city.

Han Zhao walked into the martial arts hall and saw several middle-aged people nodding and bowing around Zhao Yuantu, insisting on inviting him to have morning tea.

Zhao Yuantu looked very embarrassed, but after Lu Yi spoke, he followed.

When he passed by Han Zhao, he still had a wry smile on his face, obviously he was not used to this.

"This is really called three years of Hedong and three years of Hexi." Han Zhao thought to himself.

【An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and every inch of gold can buy an inch of time.】

Han Zhao simply ignored the prompt.

I just sighed in my heart, the bone training realm and the blood training realm, one is in the middle level, and the other is in the upper level, close to the top level, there is really a huge difference.

After Han Zhao saluted Lu Yi, he walked towards the inner courtyard. When he walked to the middle aisle, he noticed Li Fei's figure in the corner of the courtyard outside.

The other party was naked from the waist up, showing off his strong muscles, and kept hitting the heated sand in the iron pot with his fists.

"Senior Brother Li, morning!"

Han Zhao was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said hello to Li Fei.

Apparently, Li Fei had given up on practicing the Mountain Breaking Sword Technique and chose to practice the Mountain Shaking Fist. It seemed that Zhao Yuantu's breakthrough had stimulated him.

He is almost twenty-five years old. Mountain-Shaking Fist and Duanyue Sword Technique are complementary martial arts, but the former is much less difficult. Now that he has changed his training, there is still hope for him to break through to the blood-training realm.

After all, he has good qualifications and comes from a big family in the city. His overall conditions are much better than Zhao Yuantu's.

Li Fei raised his arm, wiped the sweat on his face, and smiled at Han Zhao: "Good morning, Junior Brother Han."

After saying that, he calmed down and continued practicing.

Han Zhao entered the courtyard inside. Xu Ling, Su Yun, and Zhang Tianwen were all inside.

When Zhang Tianwen saw Han Zhao walking in, he showed a rare smile and stepped forward and said: "Junior Brother Han, from today on, you will be the one sparring with me."

Hearing the gloating in his words, Han Zhao felt unhappy.

When they were practicing before, Xu Ling and Li Fei were willing to take the initiative to spar with him, and Su Yun would occasionally come to see him. Only Zhang Tianwen always looked higher than his head. Unless it was Lu Yi's request, he wouldn't do it at all.

Just pretend Han Zhao doesn’t exist.

Now that you are suddenly coming together, I'm afraid something is wrong.

"Then I'll trouble you, Senior Brother Zhang." Han Zhao bowed his hand to Zhang Tianwen.

"Easy to say, easy to say." Zhang Tianwen pulled Han Zhao aside, "Junior brother Han, I heard that you are registered at Xu's Rice Shop, and you get one tael of silver a month?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Xu is righteous." Han Zhao nodded, already guessing what he was going to say.

Zhang Tianwen stretched out four fingers and waved them in front of Han Zhao, "I will give you four taels of silver every month. How about joining my Zhang family?"

"I'm just a skin-training warrior. I can't feel at ease with this money. I appreciate Senior Brother Zhang's kindness." Han Zhao declined politely. Zhang Tianwen wanted him to sign a contract directly with the Zhang family.

It is no longer a concept. When you sign a contract, you can only sign with one family, which is equivalent to selling yourself.

"Don't worry, I won't give you such a good offer for nothing. As long as you can help me persuade my senior brother to come to my Zhang family, I guarantee that if there is any dangerous thing in the future, I won't let you take action."

Zhang Tianwen waved his hand. He thought Han Zhao wanted benefits but was afraid of death, so he made a verbal promise.

Anyway, if Han Zhao has better luck in the future, he should be able to break through to the Bone Training Realm. The four taels of silver a month can barely make up for the loss. It can be regarded as a good match.

[Capitalists are not that bad. If it is less than ten liang, you don’t need to consider it. If it is more than ten liang, you can consider it. 】

"I think Xu's Rice Shop is very good and very free. As for which one Senior Brother will choose in the end, I can't control it. Senior Brother Zhang, you should tell Senior Brother yourself about this kind of thing." Han Zhao refused again.

After saying that, he bowed his hands to Zhang Tianwen and went to Xu Ling to practice sparring.

Seeing Han Zhao's refusal one after another, Zhang Tianwen looked a little unnatural and wanted to have an attack, but he held back.

He's just a follower of senior brother!

Do you want to get four taels of silver a month just for your name?
To be continued...