Chapter 135 Convincing

Jiang Zhiluo was a little surprised when she saw Wei Xingye's excitement.

She raised an eyebrow and asked, "You didn't feel tired. Did you ever think of giving up while running?"

Wei Xingye patted his chest, raised his head and chest and said, "Of course, why would I give up?"

"I will persevere and wait for my master to teach me real kung fu."

Looking at Wei Xingye, Jiang Zhiluo only felt that he carried the passion and frivolity of a young man.

However, the more such a person is, the more likely he is to stick to one thing.

Maybe he can really achieve good results in martial arts.

Jiang Zhiluo was amused by his appearance and said, "You really trust me to teach you martial arts."

"Of course, I believe in Master."

When Wei Xingye called out the word "Master", he lowered his voice deliberately so that others could not hear him.

He didn't know why he believed the master in front of him.

She was only fifteen years old, one year younger than him.

But he didn't know why, he always felt that his master had a convincing power.

She looked very thin, wearing coarse linen clothes, and looked pure and otherworldly.

Who could have imagined that he could be so scary, fierce and cruel when he fought.

Wei Xingye didn't even know that when he looked at his master now, his eyes were very bright.

In this technological age, this kind of look would make people feel like they are chasing a star.

Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed. She knew that Wei Xingye was not lying.

She could see clearly whether a person's expression was genuine or not.

After a pause, Wei Xingye said, "Also, it was really hard when I was running with the sandbag tied to my body this morning, but after running, I took it off and felt very comfortable."

The feeling is a little different from his previous martial arts training.

Jiang Zhiluo nodded and said, "Keep going."

"good."

Wei Xingye was very happy.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Master, I would like to invite you to my home. I will formally become your disciple and serve you tea."

When Jiang Zhiluo thought of that scene, the corners of her mouth twitched.

She knew that becoming a disciple in this era was somewhat different from calling someone a master in modern times.

Once you become a disciple, that is how you truly treat your elders. You must respect and be filial to your master.

Otherwise, people will poke holes in your back.

Jiang Zhiluo quickly waved her hands and said, "I told you, I don't care about these things. There's no need to do this."

Seeing Jiang Zhiluo's firm attitude, Wei Xingye could only lower his head and nod.

In Wei Xingye's heart, he felt at ease only after he had truly paid homage to his master by offering tea.

He was afraid that Jiang Zhiluo would say she didn’t want him as her disciple.

But he didn't dare to force his master to do anything.

"yes!"

"Hey, young man, if you don't want to buy anything, can you please move aside and let us buy it?"

"That's right, we have something to do when we get back later."

"We've been queuing for a while, waiting to buy something."

"The chili meat sauce made by the young lady is so delicious. Adding a little bit of it to stir-fry makes the dishes taste better."

"That's right, young man, you can't be so selfish. Don't stand in our way."

"Young man, the old man's legs are not very flexible. He can't stand for a long time. Can you please make room for him?"

Many aunties and old ladies at the back looked at Wei Xingye standing in front and didn't know what to say for a while.

We were worried that he would buy everything, but when we heard that he had ordered it in advance and didn't buy anything, we all breathed a sigh of relief.

But I was also anxious to buy it back quickly, otherwise it would be sold out if I bought it too late.

Some families are sailors. They have to transport goods to other ports and may not come back for several days. They are anxious to buy some food to eat on the way.

This will really rush the time.

There were also sailors on large merchant ships who bought things and went directly on board, so there were more than 20 people queuing behind them, both men and women.

However, men are generally not very good at speaking, and it is always the aunties and old ladies who urge them to do so.

Before Wei Xingye had a proper conversation with his master, he was urged from behind.

He thought about it and realized that it really couldn't affect his master's business.

Quickly get out of the way.

In the past, he wouldn't be so easy to talk to.

He is the bully in the county.

But facing his master and being crushed by force, he dared not be impolite.

Wei Xingye said a few simple words to his master and quickly made way.

The people behind continued to buy things.

Jiang Zhiluo felt that selling chili meat sauce was much easier, as she didn't have to make and sell things at the same time.

It is indeed not easy to set up a stall to sell food. One person has to collect money while busy with the work in his hands, and sometimes it is really a bit hesitant.

But those who have been doing this for years have become accustomed to it.

But many snack stalls are run by couples.

And you also have to be able to deal with all kinds of questions from the aunties and grannies.

People with bad tempers really speak in a hurry.

Those who are not good at speaking don’t know how to speak.

No wonder my parents were a little scared when they heard about the food business and thought they couldn’t do it well.

Even if I set up a stall every day, I may not have the time.

In addition, my father's legs are not in good condition, and my mother and my younger brothers and sisters also have to take care of the housework.

It is now mid-March, and many people have started to grow vegetables and grains.

Wheat is usually planted last winter, and most people will plant vegetables, corn, peanuts and other crops at this time.

When it comes to farming, it is the busiest and most tiring time.

Some families are better off and have cows. Using cows to pull the plow makes life easier for people.

Most families need people to pull the plowing tool behind them with a rope on their shoulders to make a long ditch and sprinkle the crop seeds.

Long furrows were dug with a plow after another. After a whole day of work, many people were so tired that they could not get up or move the next morning.

Jiang Zhiluo thought of her past memories.

I remember that every time my father farmed, he usually farmed with two or three neighbors in the village.

It’s true that women can’t pull the plow; it’s too tiring and they don’t have the strength.

There were always two men, one pulling the plowing tool in front and the other pushing it from behind.

If three families work together to cultivate their land, at least three men can take turns pulling the plow, which can help them relieve their energy.

You won’t be so tired that you can’t move all of a sudden.

Thinking of her parents, brothers and sisters, Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but miss them.

She still had to find a way to earn more money. She felt that only with money would she be able to cure Cui Hejin's body, her father's legs, and her third sister's face.

Only then can you be kind to the people around you and help relieve the pressure and burden on your parents.

Thinking about this, Jiang Zhiluo worked more vigorously, and smiled sweeter when talking to the aunts and grandmas.

…

When Wei Xingye left the dock and walked home, he was thinking about running next. Suddenly, he met someone at the corner.

Wei Xingye was caught off guard and was shocked.

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he was stunned. "Ms. Chen...Ms. Chen?"

Looking at Wei Xingye's surprised eyes, Chen Huadie felt a little flustered.

Chen Huadie was still used to Wei Xingye's previous crazy attitude towards her.

That way, she would feel very charming and could hold Wei Xingye tightly in her hands.

Chen Huadie looked at Wei Xingye, looking as if she was about to cry, "Young Master Wei!"

Chen Huadie's eyes were red and pitiful, and she was about to cry but couldn't, which made her very lovable.