Chapter 388 Learning Martial Arts

After much persuasion from the agent, Zhang Jinlan finally went with her granddaughter.

Jiang Fubao bargained from the afternoon until the sun set. He drank no less than three cups of tea and ate eight pieces of cake before finally settling on a price.

One thousand six hundred and eighty taels.

Someone was sent to get the money and then handed it over to the pawnbroker.

Then when I finished the formalities and got home, the moon was hanging on the treetops.

We had dinner at the pawnshop. The owner of the pawnshop specially sent someone to the restaurant to buy eight dishes in total.

Full of sincerity.

After taking a shower, Jiang Fubao went back to his room to sleep.

Although the shop has been purchased, it still needs to be renovated from top to bottom.

Logically speaking, Jiang Fubao shouldn't be the one to worry about this.

But this is her shop.

Naturally, she had to design it.

After waking up, Jiang Fubao had a simple breakfast, practiced Tai Chi for a while, and then sat at the desk until dark.

It took three whole days to paint.

The design drawings of the hospital were finally drawn up.

After all, design is not her major.

The drawing looks a bit sloppy.

But it's enough.

After Zhang Jinlan found a good craftsman, the shop officially started construction.

Apart from going to his grandfather's place to listen to his lectures, Jiang Fubao spent the rest of his time in the shop.

Mid-October.

Zhang Jinlan found an embroiderer with excellent craftsmanship for her eldest granddaughter, and offered her a monthly salary of two taels of silver to have her come to her house every day to teach Jiang Wangyou. Not only that, at Jiang Fubao's suggestion, Zhang Jinlan also invited Feng Biao to her house to teach the servants some kung fu.

Because Feng Biao refused to accept the money, Zhang Jinlan waived his personal food expenses for a year.

Feng Biao was so happy.

One afternoon, Jiang Fubao had a rare chance to rest. She did not go to the shop or the Sanshan School. It was drizzling outside, and she leaned on the couch reading the medical book she had just bought.

There was a small woolen blanket covering her stomach.

The weather is getting colder.

It is winter now.

With the window open, the draft was quite chilly.

But it can refresh you.

When winter comes, Jiang Fubao feels very sleepy and always wants to sleep.

Next to the couch stood a small wooden tea table, on which was a small dish of baked cake and warm buffalo milk.

Jiang Fubao was watching with great interest when he suddenly remembered that he had not drunk the milk yet.

She stood up slightly, stretched out her arm to pick up the cup, and drank most of it in one breath.

Then he picked up a piece of cake and nibbled on it bit by bit.

"Miss..." There was a knock on the door and a voice talking at the same time.

Jiang Fubao raised his head and saw Pan Erya standing timidly on the balcony.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Jiang Fubao put the medical book on his lap and asked her.

"I, I also want to learn martial arts, can I? My strength is not much less than my brother. If I learn martial arts, I can protect you in the future. Please let me learn martial arts."

Pan Erya became more and more excited as she spoke.

She knelt outside the door.

I wanted to kowtow, but when I knelt down, I didn't consider the distance.

He bent over and his head hit the door sill.

There was a "dong" sound.

Jiang Fubao felt pain just listening to this.

"Silly, stand up and talk, don't kneel down all the time. I don't like to watch. If you want to learn, then learn. As long as you are not afraid of hardship, but I have to say this in advance. Uncle Feng Biao is a strict person. If you want to learn, you can't give up halfway, understand?"

Jiang Fubao waited for Pan Erya to stand up before he spoke slowly.

"Really? Thank you, miss. Thank you, miss. I will study hard and will never give up halfway."

Pan Erya was extremely excited.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

"Okay, you can go down now. Take care of your body when you are learning martial arts. Don't get too tired when you are menstruating, or you will suffer."

Knowing that Jiang Fubao was a little miracle doctor, Pan Erya listened to his advice very carefully.

"Yes, I will remember what you said, Miss. Thank you for your concern. I will leave now."

Pan Erya wanted to kneel down and thank him.

Suddenly I remembered what Jiang Fubao said just now.

So she just bent her waist and walked away backwards.

The next day, when Feng Biao came to the backyard of Jiang's house, he found that there was an extra maid in the team.

He waved his hand and said to Pan Erya, "Girl, don't get in the way. I might hurt you. Stay away. Everyone else, start standing in horse stance and follow me in punching."

"Miss Fubao has promised me that I can learn martial arts. I would like to ask Steward Feng to help me."

Pan Erya looked at Feng Biao with firm eyes.

He didn't even move a step.

"Fubao promised you? Seriously?" Feng Biao was stunned and asked.

"Yes, the young lady promised me personally. Manager Feng, don't worry, I won't give up halfway. I promised the young lady that I would study hard. I want to learn martial arts and protect the young lady in the future."

Pan Erya clenched her fists.

Even if Feng Biao pretended to look fierce at her.

She will never regret it.

"Okay, then you can follow me and start the horse stance." Feng Biao stared at her for a full cup of tea before he compromised.

I wanted Pan Erya to change into simple clothes.

It turned out that the maid had been replaced in advance.

"Yes." Pan Erya responded, and imitated her brother, spreading her legs and standing in a horse stance.

After a while, she couldn't hold on any longer.

My legs were shaking like rice being beaten by heavy rain.

It's already cold tomorrow.

Her forehead, neck and even back were all covered in sweat.

Pan Erya gritted her teeth and persevered.

Soon, several servants could not bear it anymore and collapsed to the ground.

Feng Biao kicked them and they stood in horse stance again.

"Those who were sitting on the ground just now, all of you need to practice for an extra quarter of an hour! Straighten your legs and backs, don't try to be lazy, you have to hold on, there is still an incense stick of time, I will let you rest for a while, bear it, no matter how tired you are, bear it! You, can rest early."

Feng Biao's voice is comparable to that of gongs and drums.

Under his roar, the others trembled and dared not to slack off anymore.

After all, women's physical strength cannot be compared with men's. Feng Biao stood in front of Pan Erya, wanting her to rest early.

But Pan Erya shook her head and persisted until the end, which shocked Feng Biao.

From then on, Feng Biao never treated them differently.

Treat Pan Erya as strictly as everyone else.

At the same time, Old Man Pan, who was watching over the shop, started learning martial arts without knowing it.

Time slowly came to the end of October.

Jiang Fubao, who had just returned from the shop, had not yet had time to drink some hot water to warm himself up.

Xue Huan was standing downstairs and yelled at her, "Miss, someone is looking for you outside."

"Who is it?" Jiang Fubao came to the balcony and asked with his head down.

"It was a servant from Sanshan School. He said that the young lady should take the medicine box and go there quickly." Xue Huan said breathlessly.

She had just sent Young Master An An back into the yard.

The concierge happened to come over and told her about it.

So she ran all the way back, barely catching her breath, and started shouting with her head raised.

"What? I'll go right away." Jiang Fubao quickly picked up the medicine box and went downstairs.

"Xuehuan, you stay at home and don't follow me." Seeing Xuehuan running with her.

Jiang Fubao called her and then walked out the door without looking back.