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Chapter 160 Formal Apprenticeship
Chapter 160. Formal apprenticeship
There was a loud noise, and when Ren Ping was meditating, a large group of people suddenly poured into the ancestral hall.

If you look carefully, you can see dozens of people, a few of them are young people in their 20s, but most of them are still young children.

He came back to his senses, looked at Fang Xiaowan, wondering what she wanted to do

But they saw that group of people had already surrounded Fang Xiaowan, asking questions around Fang Xiaowan, and they talked most about what illnesses they went out to cure, who they saved, what they had learned and so on.

It seems that Miss Fang's ability to soak in the rain is not a secret in Fangjiabao.

In front of these brothers and sisters of the same clan, Fang Xiaowan naturally regained her peaceful and gentle appearance, answering their questions and laughing casually.

After making noise for a while, he suddenly pulled Ren Ping to stand in front of the family tree in the main hall, and looked at everyone:

"let's start."

As soon as the three inexplicable words were uttered, a group of young people and children suddenly knelt down on the spot and performed three kowtows in front of the two of them.

Immediately afterwards, an old lady appeared out of nowhere and brought a large plate of tea cups to everyone. It seemed that she wanted them to serve tea to the two of them.

Ren Ping was startled and horrified, and looked at Fang Xiaowan: "What is this for?"

"Apprenticeship, let me serve you tea."

"What teacher do you worship? When did I promise to teach them?"

Fang Xiaowan smiled slightly: "It's not you, it's me."

"What do you mean?"

"You have already agreed to be my master. It just so happens that I promised them before that I would accept them as disciples and give them the Mu Yu Needle. As for you, you are considered their master, so of course you deserve a gift. "

Before the words fell, the group of people kowtowed three more times and shouted at Ren Pingqi:
"Master!"

Well, I really know how to climb the pole, and I will learn it as soon as I learn it!
Ren Ping is not a fool, although Fang Xiaowan said it was a coincidence, and she looked as if it should be taken for granted, but in fact this should have been planned by her since she left the courtyard.

What I want to teach this group of people is not only Muyu Needle, but also Shu Dao Needle, and all the acupuncture techniques that I may learn from myself in the future.

Only in this way can the needles of Qizhenfang's family have a place to play, and their needle-making craftsmanship will not be cut off.

For a moment, he felt that the woman in front of him was a bit extraordinary. In order to inherit the family skills, he not only taught himself the Mu Yu Needle, but when he met him, he immediately came up with this kind of oblique method to rejuvenate the family.

It has to be said that such painstaking efforts are very touching.

However, this is full of routines after all!It feels very uncomfortable to be treated like a monkey. Hey!

With a heavy snort, Ren Ping expressed his dissatisfaction in silence.

The atmosphere quickly became awkward, and the group of people still knelt on the ground, looking at Ren Ping for a while, and Fang Xiaowan for a while.

"Sister Xiaowan..."

A little girl who looked to be only five or six years old screamed. She probably felt pain in her knees after kneeling for a long time.

Fang Xiaowan smiled softly:
"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you invite Master to drink tea?"

Hearing this, the little girl immediately stood up, went to Ren Ping and handed him a teacup.

No matter how angry Ren Ping was, he couldn't get angry in the face of this kind of child who didn't understand anything. After hesitating for a moment, he had to take it and drink it.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of people lined up in a long line, as if they were going to the grave, and each person was sent up with a cup of tea.

Ren Ping was convinced, and the buffaloes did not drink like this. After drinking a few cups, he shook his hand again and again:
"Enough is enough, it's enough if you think about it."

As he spoke, he glared at Fang Xiaowan.

Fang Xiaowan didn't care, she waved her hands at everyone, and said a few words, "Okay, ok, the master recognizes you, everyone, go home first, and come to visit again in a few days."

After a group of people swarmed away, he took another cup of tea and knelt down in front of Ren Ping:

"Mr. Ren, no, Master, I know you are unhappy with my arrangement like this. It's okay even if you get angry and walk away, but I really can't help it."

"Do you know what's in store for these kids if I don't do this?"

Ren Ping was still immersed in a daze. After all, there were so many disciples and grandchildren suddenly, and no one could digest them all at once. After a while, he came back to his senses, and then looked at Fang Xiaowan:

"What are you trying to say? Don't these kids go to school?"

"Yes, but most of them are in the village. No more than five can go to nearby towns or even Nanling to go to school."

"Oh, so it turns out that high-quality educational resources are indeed concentrated in big cities..."

Ren Ping was thinking about how to phrase it more appropriately, Fang Xiaowan had already kowtowed.

He was taken aback, thinking that after all, he was a few years older than himself, and it wasn't the group of kids just now, master and apprentice, just talking about it, even if it was true, such a big gift is not fashionable now.

Immediately, he hurriedly supported her by the arm to help her up, but Fang Xiaowan insisted on refusing, and he didn't dare to use too much force, so he didn't help.

Thinking of reciprocity, I simply knelt down and kowtowed, but when I thought about kowtowing relative to each other, wouldn't it be a husband and wife worshiping each other?Even more embarrassing.

He was stunned for a moment, and stood there dumbfounded.

Seeing his somewhat embarrassed appearance, Fang Xiaowan felt a little funny, but she still forcibly held back, and immediately finished three solemn kowtows, which was regarded as a formal apprenticeship ceremony, and then her expression was slightly sad:
"Master, it's not that I don't know that studying can help you get ahead, but it's really difficult for people like us."

"If there is no accident, most of those children will go to the city to work and earn some hard-earned money like their grandparents and fathers. Even so, they may not earn a household registration in the city and buy a house. Let their future children become urbanites,"

"Rather than that, why not..."

"It's better to let them inherit what their ancestors left, learn a craft, and maybe have a chance to carry it forward in the future, right?"

Ren Ping followed her words.

Fang Xiaowan nodded affirmatively. Up to now, there is no need to hide anything. With Ren Ping's intelligence, he has already thought of the purpose of attracting him today.

Ren Ping didn't speak for a while, but fell into a brief thought.

The Chinese culture is extensive and profound. For thousands of years, I don’t know how many ancient skills have been accumulated in all walks of life, but how many can be truly passed down today?

Although these cultural relics have been protected in recent years, how many people can gather in groups like Fangjiapu and pass on their amazing needle skills?
When he saw those children just now, he immediately thought of Xiaofei.

There must be some kind of extremely brilliant calligraphy inheritance behind Xiaofei, that's for sure. Although she is only one person, she has the advantage of the high popularity of calligraphy skills, and her situation is quite good.

But such an unpopular skill as Fang's Strange Needle is really dependent on the sky.

"I understand what you mean, but isn't it too risky to ask them to learn Chinese medicine with you?"

Quickly clearing up his thoughts in his mind, Ren Ping pondered.

Fang Xiaowan's expression darkened:
"Of course I will let them continue to study. Who can really learn Chinese acupuncture in the future depends on their luck."

"You misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

"what is that?"

"I mean, don't you just want to find a way to pass down the Fang family's unique acupuncture skills? It doesn't necessarily have to rely on traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture?"

"Nowadays, the Chinese medicine industry is not booming. Besides, you don't know how difficult it is to become a famous acupuncture practitioner?"

"I know, but Master, can you stop being a fool?"

Fang Xiaowan frowned and glared at him, wondering if this guy was deliberately teasing her to avenge what happened just now?
Only then did Ren Ping laugh:
"Don't look at me like that. I'm not a petite person. If you think about it carefully, the only thing related to needles is acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine? Does embroidery count?"

"embroidery?"

Fang Xiaowan was stunned when she heard this. She had never thought about this before, because in her opinion, the Fang family's acupuncture method was the most convenient way to make needles.

As an ancient skill, the situation of embroidery is far worse than that of traditional Chinese medicine.

But this doesn't mean that their ancestors didn't think about it, and now the brows are slightly frowned:

"To tell you the truth, our grandparents also thought about this a few years ago. In our industry, if you don't want to make needles for the rest of your life, there are only two ways. One is needlework and the other is embroidery."

"When Jiangnan embroidery was popular in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the ancestors of the Fang family also did this business, and there are still many embroidery pictures left, and many members of the clan can also do it,"

"However, strictly speaking, embroidery needles are not of the same kind as our Fang family's Qimen needles, and even if they have learned it, does anyone still want such things?"

"Of course there is,"

Ren Ping directly gave a very positive answer:

"You may not know that my family's business is not a medical practice, but a home decoration business, and it is an antique style home decoration. Nowadays, many high-end furniture are filled with embroidery in order to pursue the antique style,"

"Some modern craft embroidery products also have high market prices, but they all require pure hand embroidery. For a business like this, skills alone are of course not enough. In terms of equipment, just like traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture is also very particular."

"You mean to let us remake embroidery needles? Then sell them to those who make embroidery?"

Fang Xiaowan thought about it carefully. Although she didn't know if it was feasible, it was somewhat of a way. Her eyes lit up.

Ren Ping shook his head slightly:
"Of course it's more than that. How much money can you earn from selling needles, and can those children have a lifelong future?"

"I mean let Fang Jiabao make needles and embroidery at the same time. Didn't you just say that many people in the clan have embroidery skills and embroidery pictures? This is much easier than learning Chinese medicine acupuncture." ?”

"As for the sales, you don't have to worry. The demand in the market is not small, and I can help you."

After saying this, Fang Xiaowan's eyes became brighter and brighter, thinking that this road was indeed the easier one, which not only made the best use of the needles, but also ensured that the Fang family's unique needles could be continued.

I had completely gone astray before, but luckily Ren Ping reminded me.

Feeling agitated at the moment, I couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed Ren Ping on the cheek, then turned and left:

"Thank you, little master, I will discuss it with the elders, and I will tell you after the discussion is over!"

Ren Ping was at a loss for a while by this sudden intimacy, and it took him a while to realize that this girl got an advantage, and the master became a little master.

Ping Bai has an extra small character, which sounds like Tang Sanzang who is missed by the fairies.

Having said that, what's the matter with hanging yourself here in the middle of the night?

Can't help being furious: "Prentice thief! Can you find a place for me to live as a teacher first, I can't sleep with your Fang family ancestors!"

"Don't worry, you'll stay at my place tonight and I'll take you back tomorrow!"

In the middle of the night, Fang Xiaowan's ambiguous voice came again.

(End of this chapter)