Chapter 9 Even if I step in the mud, I still yearn for the sea of stars
The streets surrounding Zindi No. 9 Middle School have the most restaurants and hotels and the best business.
Lao Liang led Qin Shi out of the back door of the school, turned into a nearby alley, and stopped in front of a food stall called "Li Ji Fast Food".
"Lao Li's craftsmanship is well-known here. It's not dinner time yet, and if it's later, you may not be able to get a seat."
Lao Liang was obviously a regular customer. He pulled out a plastic chair, sat down, and asked the boss to order.
"The third thing is the same, pork ribs with black bean sauce, stir-fried beef with cold melon, liver meat and wolfberry soup, plus a bottle of Hengzhou Laojiao.
He told me to buy a whole box of nutritional ointment, 500 grams, so Longxiang would remember it. ”
"Okay, Teacher Liang. Is this your student? He's really pretty, and you can tell at a glance that he has good academic performance, and is better than my Xiaoyuan!"
The boss said cheerfully, taking a pen and paper to write down the name of the dish and the brand of the nutritional ointment.
He immediately handed it over to the eight or nine-year-old kid next to him and asked him to run errands.
There were few people at this time and the food was served quickly. It didn’t take long for the food to be served steaming hot to the table.
Lao Liang picked up a few chopsticks and took a few bites of each to drink with his wine.
He ate with relish and didn't care about Qin Shi, who was hungry.
When a box of nutritional ointment almost as big as a cattail fan arrived, Lao Liang spoke:
"Regardless of new martial arts or old martial arts, there is a consensus. The way of developing vitality of martial arts masters mainly focuses on two points, training methods and combat methods. Among them, training methods include nourishing the body and nourishing the mind.
Health care is the foundation and the first priority. Practicing martial arts is the most harmful to the body. Muscles are torn and bones are worn. Over time, they accumulate, forming hidden injuries. By the time you discover them, it is already difficult to nurse them back to health.
When old martial arts was popular, many top martial arts masters had failed in it. ”
Qin Shi took the square box with the words "Long Xiang Ji" printed on it, and it was quite heavy. It looked like a canned soldier in his previous life.
Lao Liang looked forward to a good show:
"As soon as you catch the feeling of Qi, your physical energy will be consumed a lot. Ordinary carbohydrates will be absorbed after you eat them. After a while, you will still be hungry.
Nutrient ointment was used as combat rations during the Great Expedition. It has a strong feeling of satiety, high calories, and comprehensive ingredients needed by the human body. It is most suitable for people in the old martial arts. Enjoy! ”
Qin Shi lowered his head and looked at the long, milky-white, toothpaste-like substance in the box, and then glanced at the delicious and delicious food in front of Lao Liang.
The difference in food treatment is too obvious!
"Teacher Liang, this thing is very expensive."
Qin Shi took a spoonful and put it into his mouth. As expected, the taste was extremely bad, like sticky rotten rice cereal.
However, he had eaten worse food in the park in his previous life and could barely bear it.
Strip away the sense of taste and immerse yourself in the show!
Suppressing the nausea surging in his stomach, Qin Shi quickly consumed Longxiangji's nutritional ointment.
Lao Liang nodded silently, secretly satisfied.
Pulling out the back muscles, grasping the sense of qi, taking nutritional ointments... all the students in the cram school have tried it.
But there are few outstanding performances like Qin Shi's.
"Physically durable, good understanding, perseverance, very balanced and outstanding in all aspects. A natural born old martial artist!"
Lao Liang felt more comfortable and his tone softened:
"Longxiangji's is relatively cheap, while other brands, such as Jinmao, Fengchun and Dachang, are more expensive."
Qin Shi struggled to swallow the last mouthful of nutritional cream and drank water frantically:
"Is the price of Longxiangji cheap because it tastes bad?"
Lao Liang smiled and said:
"That's right. This supplier, which used to be an expeditionary force, specializes in portable tubes for saturated energy replenishment, but it tastes pulpy. Unless you have pica, no one would like to eat it.
Eighty-eight yuan a box is enough for a manual worker to last two days without eating.
Depending on your training intensity, you'll probably need to eat two boxes a day. ”
Qin Shi gritted his teeth. He worked as a receptionist in a gym and earned one thousand and two dollars a month, but only earned forty yuan a day.
Including the teaching assistant and part-time job at the Youth Palace, the combined salary of the three jobs is not enough to eat nutritional cream!
“Now my understanding of my poverty became profound and clear.”
Qin Shi laughed at himself:
"Teacher Liang, I'm afraid I can't even afford the cheap Long Xiang Ji."
Lao Liang sipped the alcohol in his glass:
"I know. Not many cram school students can afford nutritional cream.
The registration fee is four to five thousand, and the nutrition fee is five to six thousand. In one month, tens of thousands of dollars are thrown in.
This is also the reason why students from Jiuchang Street can only do physical work in mining or hang out on the street after graduation. The cost of majoring in martial arts is high. You can choose mechanical or psychic majors, which not only require a lot of money, but also depend on your talent. ”
Qin Shi's face was calm. From the moment he stepped into Xinyi Middle School in the urban area, he knew how cruel the gap between rich and poor caused by reality was.
Those elite class students who go to school in high-end cars, or whose food and clothing are expensive.
They actively participated in club activities, went on stage to receive awards, and gave speeches, as if they were born with confidence.
Because of the superior family conditions and careful ability cultivation, the whole person seems to be glowing.
In contrast, the children of workers in Jiuchang Street are indeed a little ashamed of themselves and cannot afford to compare.
"Teacher Liang, I read it in a book. The road ahead is always made by people."
Qin Shi gradually felt warm and energetic in his body. The nutritional ointment decomposed in his body and slowly integrated into the torn and damaged muscles and bones.
"A poor child stepping in a muddy pond cannot look up at the universe and yearn for the sea of stars for no reason.
Does it mean that someone born in Jiuchang Street should be inferior to the Tai'an metropolitan area, the central city of Hengzhou, or even the Imperial Capital, which is light years away? ”
The smile on Lao Liang’s face solidified:
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"Do you really think so?"
Qin Shi's eyes were calm and showed no intention of dodge:
"Purity emerges from filth, and light emerges from darkness. A dry insect buried in mustard dust can transform into a cicada and drink dew in the autumn wind, not to mention humans."
Lao Liang tensed his face, and the wine in his glass stirred:
"This is what He Lanchan, one of the first ten heroes of the first generation, said in an interview with Tomorrow Group when he won the Stars Cup at the age of 36.
He comes from a humble background, born on the border, and even suffers from a serious genetic defect, but he still occupies a place in the vast sea of stars.
Do you want to learn from him? ”
Qin Shi hummed softly:
"Teacher Liang, I know that it is not easy to become a martial arts master, but for people like me, no matter which path I take, it will not be easy.
How do you say that sentence that the older generation of people in Jiuchang Street say? There are no ravines in front of a tiger, but there are obstacles in the heart of a coward! ”
Lao Liang breathed a long sigh of relief and suddenly raised his head. The 52-degree wine entered his mouth and penetrated his throat, like hot coals, driving away the depression in his heart.
"Okay. Xiao Qin, let me make it clear that you are a good seedling practicing old martial arts.
Resistant to practice, smart, solid foundation, and able to endure hardships.
After running cram schools for so many years, there are very few outstanding students like you.
I will waive your registration fee. Let's do it for half a month. What if you could cycle the Qi sense five times during this period to complete the Little Zhoutian, and I would supply all the nutritional paste needed for practice? ”
Qin Shi was surprised and wanted to scratch his head. Did this unlock some achievement of talking nonsense?
Just a few words to ask Teacher Liang to give me money to develop my vitality?
He stabilized his chaotic thoughts and was careful to test:
"Then, can you switch to another big-name brand? After using Longxiangji's nutritional cream for half a month, your sense of taste may be lost!"
Lao Liang said angrily:
"Dreaming! I'm just a poor teacher in a sports school, so I really am a wealthy person!"
Qin Shi chuckled, naturally he was just telling a joke.
No matter how unpleasant the nutritional cream is, it’s not cheap.
Based on his family's conditions, occasional consumption is acceptable, but if you want to use it continuously, it is equivalent to burning money.
"Teacher Liang, thank you very much."
The food stall gradually became lively and crowded. Qin Shi slowly stood up and bowed to Lao Liang solemnly.
No matter in the past life or in this life, you are lucky enough to meet a noble person who is kind to you and willing to cultivate you.
Those are rare blessings that must be cherished and worked hard to grasp!
"There's no need to say thank you. We haven't reached the master-disciple relationship of the old martial arts inheritance yet. If you fail, the money you have to pay will not be less.
A cram school is not a charity hall. There are a lot of poor students in Jiuchang Street. I am incompetent and cannot save them. ”
Lao Liang has a cold mouth, but he is very happy in his heart. He has been living in Zidis Ninth Middle School for so many years, always hoping that a good seedling will come out and fall into his hands.
It's delivered right to your door!
"I hope this kid can pass the threshold of old martial arts, and don't let my hard work be in vain."
(End of chapter)