Siheyuan's Evil Nemesis

Introduction to Chaoyang Vegetable Market.

The place was noisy and bustling with people coming and going.

Many women brought their children to buy vegetables, including children of the same age as Zhou Wen and his friends.

Nowadays, children have become masters of their own household early on. After school, they buy groceries, chop firewood, cook and do laundry.

Even in the summer, we would go up the mountain to pick up some firewood, dry it and use it for burning.

"Giggle."

Following the sound of roosters crowing, the three siblings also stepped into the poultry area.

Without the warm hospitality of later generations, the goods were just left there, and when needed, money and goods would be handed over.

"Let's get a big rooster! The meat is better. The hens are all incapable of laying eggs, so the meat is definitely not that good."

In response to Zhou Wen's words, Zhou Wu seemed a little absent-minded. When he just came in, he found some old books placed in front of several people.

He wanted to see if he could find some martial arts manual, as long as it matched the one in the system mall.

This will cover everything perfectly.

In order to make the skills appear less abrupt, he also thought about finding a teacher outside.

But ever since the last incident, my brother has been by my side all the time, so I had no choice but to resort to this last resort.

"Oh, nice cock good."

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Lan tilted her head, her black gemstone eyes filled with question marks.

"It's okay brother, buy it quickly, I want to go to the stall over there later."

Zhou Wen looked in the direction Zhou Wu pointed, and saw two men squatting on one side of the wall with some unknown paper products under their feet.

"We can't buy their stuff, that's speculation."

"No! Let's go buy a few pounds of corn flour and barter."

Zhou Wu pulled the two of them and ran towards the main grain area.

Five minutes later, three people appeared in front of the stall.

Seeing that they were just children, several stall owners did not pay much attention to them.

If they hadn't been able to make ends meet, they wouldn't have bartered some of the old books in their home.

This is the unspoken rule near the vegetable market, they don't sell anything but only exchange for food.

Generally speaking, everyone turns a blind eye.

On the street stalls, yellowed books danced back and forth in the wind, as if they were excited to have found their owners.

Zhou Wu bent down and took a look. The first book was actually Journey to the West from the Qing Dynasty, but its condition was not very good.

Because there was no protection, the book had long been damaged by insects.

The second book caught his attention even more, because the title of the book was: Jin Ping Mei!!!

Zhou Wu glanced at his brothers and sisters beside him, and when he found that they were not looking at him, he gently picked it up.

Just one glance and you will find the scene so vulgar, so vulgar beyond endurance. This kind of thing should be destroyed. Leaving it in the world will only pollute people's eyes.

So for the sake of everyone's health, he became the sinner.

This must be collected.

Putting the book away, Zhou Wu began to look around: "Hey, there's nothing like Bajiquan!"

"Brother, have you made your choice? After you make your choice, shall we go home?"

"No, brothers, have you seen any books on boxing and martial arts? I'm ready to practice martial arts."

"It seems like there really is one, it's called Tong something boxing."

"Tongbei Fist."

"Yes, yes, that's the name."

"Great, take me there, brother."

Zhou Wu was so happy that he almost jumped up. Tongbeiquan system mall also has it.

This thing is much cooler than Bajiquan, and the two fists make crackling sounds when they are thrown out.

And that sound is the characteristic of Tongbeiquan practice.

"It's true, the Qi family Tongbei Fist."

Zhou Wu's hands were shaking with joy. This time he could cheat with a clear conscience.

Speaking of the Qi Family Tongbei Quan, it has been popular in the Beijing-Tianjin area. It is said to have been created by Qi Xin in the late Qing Dynasty.

Zhou Wu didn't know whether the book in his hand was an original or a manuscript, but it didn't matter anymore.

After packing up the Jin Ping Mei, he also took out the five kilograms of corn flour.

"I also need to practice, and then I can protect you guys after I'm done."

Zhou Wen was walking while flipping through the book in his hand, while Zhou Lan next to him was a little unhappy because her brother asked her to hold a rooster while reading.

"Okay, let's practice together."

Zhou Lan rolled her eyes and suddenly threatened, "Humph, you two are done for. You exchanged five catties of cornmeal for a few crappy books. Just wait until you get home and your butts get bruised!"

"Ah! You are my biological sister, you are not going to complain, are you?"

In order to prevent Jin Ping Mei from being discovered, Zhou Wu flattered him and said, "Don't make trouble. I'll get the cock for you. Don't complain. I'll listen to you from now on."

"Hehe, that's more like it. Here it is. I'm almost dying of exhaustion."

"Well, you just want to avoid work, little Zhou Lan."

"Zhou Wen, if you dare to chase me, I will complain when I get home."

The three children chased and played on the street and soon returned to the gate of the courtyard.

Yan Fugui, who was washing the car at the door, heard the noise and turned around. His eyes were instantly attracted by the big rooster.

The chicken in front of me weighs at least four or five kilograms.

The hair is shiny and red, and the meat quality is definitely not bad.

"You guys are in for a treat again."

"No, no, no, you are also blessed!"

Hearing this, Yan Fugui was stunned. How lucky could he be? He lost some face the last time he was beaten while fishing.

He had just recovered from a cold and had not eaten those small fish until now. He felt it was a shame.

You have to wait until the Chinese New Year to eat it.

"Really?" Zhou Wu waved to Yan Fugui mysteriously. This made Yan Fugui very excited. Could it be that the Zhou family took pity on him and planned to give him some chicken soup to nourish his body?

If possible, maybe we can share a few pieces of meat, preferably chicken butt, because it is fat and he likes it the most.

"Hehe, we are blessed with good food, and you are blessed with good taste. Then you can eat a few more steamed breads with the delicious smell! Am I right, Mr. Yan?"

"Ah! This..."

Yan Fugui was so angry that his face turned red. Zhou Wu, a six-year-old boy, could really make people feel choked when he spoke.

Zhou Wu decided not to tease Yan Fugui anymore, and changed the subject: "Hey, Teacher Yan was just joking with you! Can you come over and help us kill the chicken later? You can take the internal organs then."

"Okay, okay, I'll let my wife go over there later."

Yan Fugui turned from sadness to joy. He didn't expect that the internal organs were also meat! Then he ran into the house happily as if to seek credit.

The Zhou family doesn't like to eat organs, so considering that Yan Fugui has been criticized many times and is quite kind-hearted (digging an ice hole), it's okay to give it to him.

A few people stepped into the central courtyard and were about to use the same trick to seduce Bang Geng.

Xu Damao, who had a horse face and a mustache, came over pushing his bicycle. "Oh, such a big rooster, it would be delicious if it was stewed with mushrooms. Do you have mushrooms at home? If not, I'll ask your Aunt Lou to send some over later. We have a lot of this stuff at home."

"Thank you, Uncle Damao. We have mushrooms at home, so we don't need it." Zhou Wen directly rejected Xu Damao. This guy always came to their house for no reason.

Unfortunately, their father didn't like this bad thing.

However, Zhou Wu caught a glimpse of Bang Geng who was observing through the crack in the door, and immediately came up with a plan: "Uncle Damao, this chicken is not very fat, but it is not as fat as the two hens at the door of your house. Those two hens are so fat that they can hardly walk. If they are made into beggar chickens, they will probably be delicious."

"If you add some soy sauce and chili noodles, I'm going to drool."

Xu Damao smiled, his dark eyes flickering. "Haha, you are a good eater. My two hens are not good. They are for your Aunt Lou to nourish her body. If you want to eat them, I will go to the countryside to find some for you tomorrow."

"That's not necessary. We have chicken to eat. Uncle Damao will leave first."

After the three men left, Bang Geng behind the door was already drooling all over the floor because of what Zhou Wu said. These days, the Zhou family had been cooking either pork or fish, which had already made him very greedy. Now, the Zhou family wanted to eat chicken, which was simply too much.

But he discovered a problem he had not expected from their conversation.

Damn it, the Xu family has two ready-made chickens, why not eat them and save them for the New Year!

...

Open the system interface.

Crime Buster System

Master: Zhou Wu

Justice Points: 6900

System Space:

Skills: Primary Fishing, Primary Eye of Justice

Justice Mall

Zhou Wu looked at his more than 6000 points, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, saying: "Tongzi, exchange it for elementary Tongbeiquan for me."

System: Ding, 5000 points have been deducted, and the elementary Tongbeiquan has been sent to the system space. Do you want to receive it now? "

Although he lost 5,000 points, Zhou Wu knew that he could not catch the wolf without sacrificing the lamb.

Looking at the red light ball in the space, Zhou Wu then said no.

Then he took a look at the points required for the intermediate Tongbeiquan.

"Fuck, it's 5. It's a long way to go. Banggeng, please give me some support!"

...

That morning, the weather was a bit gloomy and the yard was deserted.

Just then a figure appeared in the backyard and slowly walked towards Xu Damao's house.

Looking at the fat hen in front of him, the figure did not hesitate at all. He stepped forward with his little hands and broke the hen's neck.

With his skillful technique, the hen died before she even made a sound.

"Hurry up, let's go to the steel mill."

"Brother, slow down."