He put on Zijuan and led the servants to thicken boxing gloves with silky silken cotton made overnight, then put on a helmet that the carpenter had been wiping out overnight, threw another pair of equipment to Ren Cong, and led him to the newly opened martial arts training ground in the back garden.

"Senior brother, please spare me! I have 100 courage to do something with you!" Ren Cong, who felt the storm coming last night, admitted without hesitation, held his head with his hands and begged for mercy.

"No, senior brother, I am teaching the art. Our Mo family's ancestors heard that Chu was preparing to attack Song, and arrived at the capital of Chu from Lu for ten days and ten nights. Finally, they stopped the King of Chu from sending troops. Do you think it's just a mouth?" He looked at Ren Cong with a white face coldly, and Zhang Qian gritted his teeth with a smile, "The first generations of our Mo family have run between countries to calm the disaster of the people for the plague. He even broke into the tent of the princes with his sword and scolded him in person. How could he do without a good skill? Come, come, come, my senior brother was too busy some time ago and didn't have time to teach you. From today on, let's make up for this lesson."

"Senior brother, senior brother, I'm dizzy, dizzy!"

"It's okay, I won't faint if I take two punches. Come on, put on the helmet so that my senior brother won't be able to hold back his fists and hit you in the vital light!"

"Senior brother, senior brother, I forgot to eat the food!"

"It's okay, I'll eat it after practicing, and I have a better appetite!"

"Senior brother, senior brother, ah, senior brother, please spare me, senior brother, senior brother kills someone-"

...

"Come back, keep fighting. Ren Xiaowu, if you dare to run out of the back garden today, don't enter this door in the future!" Five minutes later, Zhang Qian dragged Ren Cong, who was soaked in sweat on his body, back like a dog, and threw it into the martial arts training ground again.

It is necessary to fight, otherwise it will be difficult to extricate the anger in my heart. Last evening, although Wang Liuli's words were small, Zhang Qian could hear them clearly.

What do you like? You have to be just right in front and behind! Is the eldest brother a disgusting gangster? The eldest brother is not a child anymore. Even if you want to find a woman, he is still turbulent, of the same age, and has a lot of charm in every move...

Bah, bah! My thoughts were led by Ren Cong, so I had to fight with him for another round. Anyway, this kid has practiced martial arts. Although his reaction speed is slower and his movements are too fancy, his ability to resist strikes is not bad. He won’t be able to get up on the ground if he plays for two rounds!

"Senior brother, stop beating, I know I'm wrong. I know I'm wrong! I see you pamper Zijuan so much..." Two minutes later, Ren Cong lay directly on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and rolled back and forth.

"Get up, get up! I'm not hitting you. This is our master's unique skill, called free fighting. Whether Qin Mo can reappear his glory in the world in the future depends on you. Get up, senior brother will teach you how to improve the resistance to strike!" He bent down and picked up Ren Cong and leaned against a pillar. Zhang Qian continued to encourage loudly, "With your cleverness of learning from one example and applying it to others, you will definitely learn it soon!"

It was fine if the other party didn't mention Zijuan. The more he mentioned it, the more angry he became. Until now, he finally figured out why Butler Cui had promised so happily when he heard that Wang Tian wanted to pay his daughter's debt!

The roots are all here! Ren Cong is the boy who spreads around and his master likes the little girl who is just showing off! Butler Cui has just changed his new owner, so of course he wants to show his loyalty to the new owner! As a result, Wang Tian just couldn't bear to part with their cow...

If you fight, you must fight. If you don’t fight, Ren Cong will definitely not be able to gain a memory.

Poor Zhang is still a little virgin, but he actually made such a comment. Even Wang Yuanbao, who sells glass in Chang'an City, knows that the owner of Zhang Zhang has a special taste. How could these neighbors nearby have no hearing about it?!

No wonder Senior Brother Zhang got up early these days and ran. He met half-aged and old men and old ladies on the way. He had never seen a girl. His grandmother's side lived nearby. Who dared to let his daughter out to play? If he was attracted by this bully owner and sent a slave to snatch it away, wouldn't he regret that he didn't even take medicine?!

"Senior brother, senior brother, please drink a little water, and then continue to teach him!" Guo Nu watched from the side so hard that his scalp tightened, and rushed up with a porcelain cup to get some time to breathe for Ren Cong.

He was not worried that Ren Cong would be beaten to death. He had already made some martial arts foundation since he was a child. It can be seen that from the beginning, the eldest brother did not kill Ren Xiaowu. But it was probably really painful to hit someone. Although it was a thick layer of cowhide and a thick layer of silk cotton, Ren Cong's face would twitch immediately as soon as he got it over and stood unsteadily.

"Thank you!" Zhang Qian was a little panting after not being able to compete with others for a long time. He took off his gloves and took the cup with a smile.

"Senior brother, I was in the study in the morning. After reading it, I felt very happy!" After secretly looking at Zhang Qian's face, Guo Nu continued to smile and flatter.

"It was written specifically. I asked Senior Bi Gou for advice. After sending Wang Liuli away last night, I wrote it in the middle of the night and barely took out the last draft!" Zhang Qian glanced at him, smiled bitterly, "But I always feel that the taste is not right. The meaning is to express it clearly, but I still can't take it!"

"It's because my senior brother just came out of the mountain and was not familiar with Tang Yan enough!" He secretly kicked Ren Cong with his heel. Guo Nu turned sideways to block Zhang Qian's gaze and continued to discuss the article with him with a smile. "I think that if the end of the first sentence is added with the word "Ye" and the second sentence is written more concisely, and the "Zhi Ren" is changed to the word "Zhi" and the beginning part will be much more flowing. Senior brother, if you are busy, you might as well let me try it. You have a lot of things, so you don't have to waste your energy on this "Zhi Hu"!"

"Hmm? That's good. OK, I'll ask you!" Zhang Qian was worried that Wen Zhang couldn't take it, so he put down the cup and bowed happily.

However, from the corner of his eyes, he saw Ren Cong who was grinning and walking out. The evil fire in his heart suddenly rose up again.

Gap, what is gap? The gap between good students and poor students is here.

A good student will know that he will prepare the paper for the "boss" without waiting for the order of the "boss" and will not require his name to be signed on it. However, a poor student cannot help the "boss" produce scientific research results, and he will not know how to carefully understand the "boss"'s thoughts and ruin the reputation of the "boss"!

"Senior brother, it's really not me. I really didn't ask Wang Liuli to help you buy a little beauty!" Even though he turned his back to Zhang Qian, Ren Cong still felt the threat. He immediately held his head with his hand and squatted down again. "Wang Liuli is optimistic about our Liushen Hualu. He bought two stocks and felt that it was too small, so he came to the door again and wanted to ask if you can continue to expand the stock. Senior brother, stop hitting me again. He beat me up so stupidly, no one will help you recruit shareholders!"

"I didn't hit you. I'm helping you to activate blood and unblock your meridians so as not to appear bruises later!" Zhang Qian, who had already chased him, grabbed Ren Cong's arm, and kneaded hard with his palms on the neck, shoulders, upper arms, etc.

Although it ruined the reputation of Senior Brother Zhang, Ren Cong did much better than Guo Nu in the matter of offering stocks. In order to save trouble, the latter pushed all the shares of 10,000 yuan to his father, who was both black and white. The former withstood the pressure of Duan Huaijian of Shaoguo to eat alone and sold the shares worth 3,000 yuan to Yuanbao, the King of Daliuli Shang and Zou Bo, the Dali Shang merchant.

In this way, the second round of share expansion tasks of Liushen Commercial Bank has been basically achieved. Although there are fewer shareholders participating than Zhang Qian expected, those who can make the glass industry the best in the Tang Dynasty and open grain chain shops in Chang'an City should not be too poor. At least, the real shareholder behind the two should not be an ordinary gentry without foundation!

"Master, please be gentle, and be gentle, and it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Ren Cong was a "bad bone". Zhang Qian was a little nicer to him, and he started to cheat, "The bones are broken, and the bones must be broken. Senior brother, no wonder you want Wang Dahui's brother to come and teach you the right kung fu after he recovers from his illness. It would be a pity if you don't practice Dahui! Oh——"

"Shut up! Otherwise, I will practice another game in the afternoon!" Zhang Qian's thinking was interrupted, he slapped Ren Cong in anger and threatened in a low voice.

Ren Cong decisively stopped cheating to avoid being ravaged in the afternoon. Guo Nu hesitated for a moment and whispered to the side: "Senior Brother, after you said last time, we will go and buy an official position. And I heard what Wang Yuanbao meant last night. Not only did he want to invest in the third round, but he also wanted to suggest that we would attract more people in the third round of stock expansion, so as not to expand the industry in the future and be spyed by unknown forces..."

"Buy it, buy the official position first, and make a new pharmacy pot!" Hearing this, Zhang Qian immediately put away his playful attitude and nodded solemnly, "These few days, we three have divided the labor. Xiao Wu stared at the workshop, bottled the Liushen Hualu as soon as possible, and packed the Fengliu essence and Wanjin Oil. Guo Er, go to Lingzun for help, buy official positions for us three, and ask someone to help build the pharmacy pot. As for me, I went to Zhang Shi's house and sent people to pick all the chrysanthemums in his house to extract essential oils."

"Yes, senior brother!" Hearing Zhang Qian's words seriously, Ren Cong and Guo Nu did not dare to joke around anymore, and both nodded seriously.
Chapter completed!