No. 33, Jindong Street.
This is a large courtyard, more than twice the size of the place Lin Zheyu rented.
From the outside, the house looks very exquisite and the price should be very expensive, but I don’t know whether Master Liang rented it or bought it.
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Lin Zheyu knocked on the door regularly.
Not long after knocking, the door creaked open.
Liang Song lamely walked to open the door, turned around and went back to water the flowers.
The yard is full of purple flowers, and there is a refreshing fragrance lingering in the air, which smells good.
The leaves of the plant are green and verdant, and the flowers are large and strange in shape, like colorful butterflies. The flowers are rich in color and very beautiful.
"Don't move, just find a place to sit by yourself."
Just when Lin Zheyu actively wanted to step forward to help water the flowers, Liang Song stopped him.
He valued these flowers and did not want Lin Zheyu, who did not understand flowers, to harm them.
Lin Zheyu sat silently at the stone table in the courtyard.
Master Liang watered the flowers for more than half an hour before he walked to the seat next to Lin Zheyu and sat down with satisfaction.
He walked with a limp and looked like a slovenly old man, without any temperament or demeanor of a martial arts master.
"Don't be so rigid, relax."
"I even brought some meat over, so I'm serious about it."
"Apprenticeship ceremonies are not popular here. Besides, I haven’t planned to accept you as my apprentice yet.”
Liang Song glanced at the things Lin Zheyu brought on the table and said with a smile.
He just wanted to teach some simple martial arts on a whim. How much he can learn depends on Lin Zheyu's understanding.
Lin Zheyu smiled and said nothing. He picked up the tea brewed on the table and poured a cup for Liang Song obediently.
"Martial arts practice depends on understanding, perseverance, and resources."
"Your physical foundation is too poor, you need to take care of it for a while."
Liang Song took the tea from Lin Zheyu, ate the snacks that Lin Zheyu brought, and said with interest.
He liked the stories told by Lin Zheyu very much. They were quite interesting and many of the characters in the stories suited his taste.
It’s just that the book business is too strong, and the protagonists in the story are all scholars. Indecisive, it sounds annoying.
If you ask him to say it, it is right to let Yan Chixia be the protagonist.
"Yeah, I've made some money recently and am already taking care of myself." Lin Zheyu nodded.
"It's not enough. To maintain your body, you need to eat and practice."
Liang Song said lightly, "You have a very poor foundation. You have never been exposed to martial arts, and you don't exercise much." , the waist, legs and feet are all thin."
"A tall building rises from the ground. If you want to practice martial arts well, you need to start with the most basic pile skills."
Liang Song walked up to it. The center of the courtyard.
Throw your arms away, half-squat with your feet, push flat with both hands,It moves slightly, up and down, like ripples caused by the breeze.
"Follow me."
"This is one of the basic stance skills, horse step stance."
Lin Zheyu walked over and learned from Liang In a relaxed position, half squatting, with arms stretched flat, the body is up and down like a horse.
"Your movements are wrong."
"As the name suggests, the horse stance is a stance learned from riding a horse. When standing, you should also stand together. , a horse appears out of thin air.”
“You have to imagine that you are riding a horse, galloping, your feet become the ups and downs of a galloping horse, and the horse is integrated into your waist and legs. "
Liang Song said softly.
His figure rises and falls, one high and one low, really like riding a horse galloping forward.
He demonstrated for a while, then walked to Lin Zheyu and gave instructions: "Grasp the ground with the soles of your feet and straighten your knees naturally."
"Continuously shift the body's center of gravity as the body rises and falls. ”
Lin Zheyu followed Liang Song’s guidance and gradually got on the right track.
Whenever his posture was wrong, Liang Song would throw a pebble and hit the part with the wrong force.
Soon, Lin Zheyu learned how to stand on the horse stance.
He just started standing, and after less than ten minutes, he trembled all over and sat down on the ground.
"Go back and practice."
"Whenever you can practice the horse stance to the point where you can stand for an hour, come find me again."
"If you can't practice within a month, you shouldn't come."
Liang Song waved his hand and asked Lin Zheyu to leave.
He didn’t teach everyone. He liked Lin Zheyu, so he gave him a chance.
But whether to teach or not depends on Lin Zheyu himself.
If you don’t even have the perseverance to practice Zhuang Kung Fu until you can stand for an hour, then there is no need to teach it.
"It's master."
Lin Zheyu stood up with trembling feet.
His health was so bad that he could no longer stand on the horse stance for less than ten minutes.
Lin Zheyu did not leave immediately, but asked respectfully, "Master, is there any soup or medicated bath formula that can help the body recover quickly?"
One month will be It is difficult for Ma Buzhuang to learn to stand for an hour.
One hour is equivalent to two hours. Now he can run for thirty minutes.
Furthermore, Lin Zheyu's physical foundation is too poor. Without the assistance of medicinal baths and soups, it would be too difficult to achieve it.
"Yes, but these prescriptions are very expensive. It costs more than one or two silver to prepare a pair of medicines. This is still the most basic prescription."
"I'll give it to you. You have a recipe for replenishing qi and blood. Just go to the drugstore and get it."
"This recipe costs a little more than one tael, so don't make it expensive."
Liang Song said.
He asked Lin Zheyu to go into the room and get a pen and paper, and started writing in a hurry.
Liang Song's calligraphy is just like his character, wild and unruly with a bit of sloppiness. The scrawl is okay, but I can't write it anymore.
Liang Song’s handwriting is terrible.
Who said that a master’s handwriting must be beautiful?
Lin Zheyu looked at Liang Song’s handwriting and took a lot of effort to identify what was written.
"Thank you, Master"
Lin Zheyu took the prescription and said respectfully.
Farewell to Liang Song and go straight to the drug store.
"You are really poor in literature and rich in martial arts. A prescription costs one tael of silver."
Lin Zheyu sighed.
He became famous for his storytelling, and it was easier to make money.
If an ordinary person earns about one tael of silver a month, it is only enough to buy a pair of soup recipes.
Including the more than 300 yuan earned today, Lin Zheyu has accumulated more than 1,800 yuan.
According to the current market conditions, more than 1,500 Wen can be converted into one tael of silver, and Lin Zheyu only has enough money to make a prescription.
Passing by the medicine shop, Lin Zheyu went in and grabbed some auxiliary medicinal materials.
This basic prescription for replenishing qi and replenishing blood can be found in almost every drug store.
It was similar to what Master Liang said. A pair of medicinal materials cost him one tael of silver plus one hundred and twenty Wen.
Originally, the other party offered one tael of silver plus five hundred wen. After some bargaining, Lin Zheyu got a discount of more than three hundred wen.
It is equivalent to more than his daily income.
When you get home, clean the medicine pot you just bought, put water in it, add the medicinal materials, and simmer it over a slow fire.
Making medicinal soup is not as difficult as you think, as long as you control the heat and wait for the time.
A pair of medicinal materials that can replenish qi and blood can be refined three times. After each refining, the remaining medicinal power will be reduced rapidly.
It takes a long time to brew the medicinal soup. Taking advantage of this gap, he came to the yard and stood up on horseback.
The toes grip the ground, rising and falling like a horse, looking into the distance.
His health is poor and he can only stand for about three or four minutes at a time.
Every time Lin Zheyu persisted until his legs became weak and he couldn't help but sit on the ground, he would stretch his muscles and rest for a while.
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