After becoming a disciple, both of them were in high spirits, but in addition to the glass of wine they poured before, they only drank one more glass afterwards.

The disciples of the martial arts school who came in to make a meal were no longer surprised to see Sun Fuquan drinking in the kitchen. They naturally knew that Master Sun was invited by his own master.

Moreover, people don’t need to practice martial arts all day like themselves, so drinking is allowed. Anyway, Master Sun won’t get drunk just because of one or two cups.

But they are very envious of Aged. Everyone is about the same age, but Aged can drink alcohol in the kitchen, while they can only drink porridge outside.

But even if you envy this kind of thing, it is useless. Who can make the chef be the one?

But for aged, it is really beautiful to drink some wine with a dish like Lao Ba San.

After eating, Chen San sat in the yard to enjoy the cool air, humming an unknown little song. Chen Nian and Master Sun went to the front to serve the vegetable bowl. Although the dishes and chopsticks were washed separately, this kind of common vegetable bowl still had to be washed in the kitchen.

But from the dining place to the kitchen, he still had to pass through the yard. Sun Fuquan asked Chen Nian to come back to clean up first, while he himself stayed with Chen San.

"San Master, I want to tell you something." Sun Fuquan's body was a little hunched, but when he talked to Shen San, his body bent down a little.

There was also a respectful smile on his face.

Respect is mutual. Master Chen respects him, so he naturally respects Master Chen.

After hearing Sun Fuquan's words, Chen San also stood up from the recliner: "Master Sun, just say anything?"

"San Master, I have taken Chen Nian as a disciple." Sun Fuquan said.

Chen San's face was full of surprise when he heard this: "Master Sun, is this true?"

"Really, I recruited him in because he was smart and had some basic skills, but I didn't expect that he could do a lot. But most of them know the cuisines in the south, and I don't know much about the north, and I am more talented than me. In addition, I have been diligent in my work these days, so many things can be understood at a glance. I just thought about taking him as a disciple."

After hearing the whole story, Chen San still had a smile on his face, he asked: "Did someone send him a stolen master?"

When Sun Fuquan heard this, hesitated for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "I don't think it looks like it."

Because he didn't dare to be completely sure now.

After all, this kind of thing is actually not easy to see. There is an old saying that knowing people but not your heart is that.

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

So he was a little hesitant when he was talking 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 the craftsmanship, so what? Anyway, I can't bring this skill to you or take it away.

So what if I teach him? Anyway, I don’t have a disciple, so at worst I will pretend that I have never accepted this disciple."

Chen San looked at Sun Fuquan's eyes and said nothing. Sun Fuquan had no experience in accepting disciples, but his own experience was indeed extremely rich.

I remember that when my martial arts school was first established, the first disciple he accepted was Tang Dechun, but the second disciple was not Qian Hu, and the talent of the second disciple at that time was even stronger than that of Tang Dechun.

So much so that at that time, I put in much effort on the other party, so it was no exaggeration to say that I had given me all my money, and even treated the other party as my son to raise him.

But on his birthday three years ago, Chen San invited many fellow disciples to attend the birthday party. But on this day, his most proud second disciple suddenly said he wanted to leave.

However, Chen San, who was talking to many guests in the front hall at the beginning, was not aware of it. His wife begged in the backyard, but the second disciples ignored him at all.

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

Chen San realized that something was wrong, so he found an opportunity to go back and take a look.

Looking at the resolute expression of his proud disciple, Chen San was furious at the time and almost spit out an old blood. He raised his palm high, but looked at the other party's stubborn and firm eyes, but in the end he did not fall.

In the end, Chen Sanfang left.

Just after the other party left, Chen San adjusted his mood and returned to the front hall with a smile, but on that day he drank more wine than anyone else.

People just think he is happy.

But just three days later, news suddenly came from the Heroes Martial Arts Hall, the largest competitor of the Tianjin Wumen, that the disciples who had betrayed from the Jinwumen had joined the Heroes Martial Arts Hall.

The news quickly spread throughout the martial arts circle in Tianjin. Everyone was gloating at the jokes of the Jinwumen and Chen San.

After hearing the news, the disciples of the Jinwu Sect all wanted to make trouble one by one, but Chen San stopped them.

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

And he will no longer focus on anyone, but will treat everyone equally.

Therefore, he was a little wary of the sudden appearance of Chen Nian who 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 he doesn't care, he knows in his heart that if Chen Nian is really that kind of person, Master Sun will definitely be sad.

But he couldn't say much at this time.

Congratulations only.

Of course Chen Nian didn't know this, he was still scrubbing dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen.

The martial arts hall covers a large area. Except for those disciples, the other logistics personnel have their own rooms. Although they are not big, they are also a private space.

This makes the old man feel very humane.

Although Chen Nian didn't care much about letting him live in the same room with Master Sun, it would definitely be the best if he could have his own room.

I stayed here all day and listened to Tianjin dialect all day. Chen Nian felt that he was about to be taken away.

In the past, he thought that the Northeast dialect had a strong ability to infect Northeast dialect, but now he found that the infectious ability of Tianjin dialect is not weak at all.

However, Chen Nian lying on the bed thought that he had heard before that the martial arts world in Tianjin would start a war again after a while, and this time the location was still within the Tianjin Wumen.

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

I don’t know how powerful the Jinwu Sect compares with them.

However, according to the reactions of these brothers in the daytime, the eldest brother Tang Dechun is probably the strongest, but Chen Nian has never seen it. Although he has watched many martial arts movies such as "The Jingwumen", "Shapolang", "One Man's Martial Arts World" in later generations, he has also watched Bruce Lee's full set of martial arts movies.

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

Even Bruce Lee, Sammo Hung, Jet Li, and Donnie Yen are all with real kung fu, especially Bruce Lee is already a master, but what is presented in the movie is not as intuitive as the real fight from the fist to the flesh.

This thing is like a martial arts conference. When Chen Nian thinks of this, he even looks forward to it.

However, when Chen Nian thought of Tang Dechun, he thought of the woman who came to look for Tang Dechun in the morning.

If you talk about appearance, that woman is definitely considered a star, and she doesn't look like a poor person in terms of her clothes.

After all, most poor people in this period were still wearing coarse cloth clothes and long braids.

Including Master Sun and many people in the martial arts hall, they actually have long braids, and even Chen Nian has braids on his own head.

"Um?"

"Why do I still keep this thing?"

When Chen Nian thought of this, he couldn't sit still. How could this feudal dregs appear in his great young man in the new era?

I was too busy during the day, so I never noticed it. At this time, when Chen Nian thought of touching his head, he felt uncomfortable on the spot.

But the restaurant outside with a shaved heads was not open at night.

But for old people, this broken braid must be shaved, otherwise Chen Nian would be afraid of being strangled to death by the braid when he was sleeping at night.

So Chen Nian came to the kitchen to light the oil lamp, touched his head, first cut off the braid below, and then found a smaller knife to start shaving his head.

But when I shave my head, I only feel my scalp hurt when I shave.

There was no way, after aging, I returned to my room and took the pig pancreas and passed it over, and then rubbed it on my head.

It doesn't hurt so much when you shave again.

Moreover, the more you scrape the old, the easier it is. After all, the knife skills are there, and now you just scratch it. As long as you become proficient, you will be able to get it right.

Fortunately, it's late at night and no one is passing by. Otherwise, if someone walks in the yard and looks here, you can see Chen Nian shave his head with a knife at a glance.

It was so scared that it was so scared.

Even if I can't be scared to death, I'll be so scared that I'll pee in my pocket.

Of course, Chen Nian's eyes were dull because he naturally had to concentrate when shave his head. Anyway, he couldn't see it with his eyes, so he could only touch the excess hair with his hands.

Therefore, the eyes are more dull.

It was not until after touching the head that Chen Nian nodded with satisfaction, took a basin of water to wash away the broken hair from his head and knife.

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

Although it's a bit cool to shave your hair like this, it also makes it a little refreshing.

I felt much more at ease when I slept.

But not long after Chen Nian lay down, he heard the sounds coming from the yard.

No need to think, this must be the ones who practice martial arts.

Although I live independently, the place I live in the same yard as them.

In the entire Jinwu Gate, only Mrs. Shen San and her wife have an independent courtyard. Even if the others are Shen San's son Shen Wen, they have to live with their fellow brothers.

Listen carefully, everyone's snoring sounds are different. Some are like tractors, some are like firecrackers, and some are like bellows. They gather together to make a symphony orchestra.

But Aunian's sleep quality has always been very good, which means he is a little uncomfortable when he first heard this sound, but when he was lying on the bed and listening to it, he felt sleepy. These rhythmic snoring sounds have become a song for Aunian to help sleep.

In this way, Chen Nian slept until dawn.

Fortunately, there are no chickens in the martial arts hall. These martial arts practitioners get up consciously without the chicken crowing every day.
To be continued...