I am Han Fuzhi from the beginning of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 58
As the saying goes, if you are poor in culture and rich in martial arts, joining a martial arts class will provide you with professional medicine and food supplies.

Of course, students who join the martial arts class must pay one-twentieth of the cost of these precious materials, which is 3 Huaxia coins.

Resources worth 60 yuan were continuously discounted, and the price dropped directly to a mere [-] yuan.

In fact, this is already a very favorable amount, but for Han Fu, it is an astronomical sum.

You must know that Han Fu, who is now in the third year of high school, even if he has lived frugally for many years, his pocket money adds up to only three hundred.

This little money is still because he wants to save up to buy a smartphone to play games, otherwise it would have been used up long ago.

"What should I do?" Han Fu looked at the solitary 0 in the first column of the system's financial resources, and understood that although he changed the term, he still needed gold, silver, jewelry or Huaxia coins to recharge.

"Even if you become the lowest-level martial artist apprentice, if you can get your name in some small businesses after the certificate assessment, you will still have thousands of dollars."

After all, ordinary people, no matter how big they start a company or how much money they have, if they don't have some corresponding warriors to escort them, they will soon be suppressed and annexed by other peers.

This is already a law in the world between the bright side and the dark side. After all, anyone on the street can understand it.

After finally staying up until the end of school with the teacher's voice sounding like a mantra, Han Fu and Lu Chenggong dropped in on their way home.

Riding a bicycle and leaving, Han Fu returned to his home in a bumpy way according to his memory.

"Mom, I'm back!" Han Fu went up to the fifth floor of the apartment building, turned around and walked into his room.

The mother who was washing the vegetables ignored it and was still washing a pot of vegetables.

He took out the key and opened the locked drawer, and took out a bunch of cards, beads, toys and the like from it.

Unfortunately, the system does not recognize the value of these items.

On the contrary, when I opened the small iron box buried inside with my hand, I felt a strong feeling.

Sure enough, when Han Fu picked up the stack of colorful banknotes, he took out some scattered ones as pocket money, and with a thought, the rest of the money turned into aura and dissipated.

There are changes in the financial value interface.

secondary system
Host: Han Fu.

Financial strength: 500
Constitution: 80
Spirit: (85) 150
"Grow your physique." Han Fu thought about it, but the numbers on the interface remained unwavering.

"Too little financial resources?" Soon Han Fu understood the reason, but unfortunately he no longer had any property on him.

But in his memory, his parents implemented a poor boy support policy for him, and the five hundred Huaxia coins were taken from his grandparents during the Chinese New Year in recent years.

As for the bad friend Lu Chenggong, he spent a lot of money practicing martial arts by himself, and he was so poor and crazy that he would be able to borrow a few dozen yuan from him.

Can I just talk to my parents?
But my family's conditions are only above the food and clothing line, and the family's savings totaled 10,000+. This is still the family's plan to save money to buy a new house.

After all, the house I live in is rented.

And [-] is not a small number. According to my own standards, there is almost no hope of applying for the martial arts class. If I open my mouth, will my parents agree?
"Han Fu, Han Fu, it's time to eat!" A clear and weak voice sounded.

"Understood!" Han Fu replied, and walked out, looking at his younger sister Han Ting who had already grabbed a few pieces of delicious pork not far away, and hurried over.

"Hey, save some for me." Han Fu quickly put a few pieces of meat into his bowl.

"No, who told you to rob me every time!"

After Han Ting finished speaking, she was afraid that Han Fu would snatch the meat in his bowl with a gun, so she licked all the meat in the bowl with her tongue abruptly.

Seeing the black line of Han Fu's brow furrowing, after thinking about it carefully, he found that although his predecessor was timid, he actually dared to snatch the meat from his sister's bowl.

"Okay!" Han Fu loosened his shoulders. There is nothing to grab for meat. He was tired of eating it in his previous life, so he picked up a handful of vegetables and put them in a bowl to eat.

Both mother and father are small employees in the company. In addition to food and lodging, they can add up to [-] yuan a month, and earn [-] yuan a year.

But now he opened his mouth to take away [-] yuan, remembering that the last time he asked his father for the money to buy review materials, he was told for a long time, in one sentence, money is hard-won, so it should be cherished.

"Okay, don't grab it, there's still a lot of meat underneath." Mother Li Xuelian waved her hand impatiently.

The brother and sister did not dare to talk back to their mother, otherwise they would be nagged to death.

Then father Han Feng and mother Li Xuelian ate vegetables in silence, and occasionally took a sip of soup.

The excellent moral character of the Chinese tradition of not eating and sleeping is carried forward to the extreme.

But Han Fu struggled in his heart for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to speak: "Mom, I... I want to learn martial arts, and if possible, I would also like to sign up for a martial arts class."

Han Fu didn't speak to his father, because he knew that his father was not willing to spend even a dime in his memory, and he would definitely not agree.

As soon as Han Fu finished speaking, the three people who were eating stopped immediately.

They all looked at Han Fu in astonishment.

"Is your brain burned out?" Han Feng touched Han Fu's forehead in disbelief.

"Why learn martial arts? Your dad used to take you for a jog in the morning and you couldn't even get up. Learning martial arts is so hard, can you persevere?" Mother Li Xuelian frowned and complained.

"That's right, I stay at home every day, and I haven't seen you go out to exercise a few times. I can dump you when you run." Han Ting looked at Han Fu with disdain and said.

When Han Fu heard this, he suddenly remembered that in his memory, when he was in junior high school, his father wanted to let him exercise. He got up at four o'clock every day and ran for three hours, saying that he would become a martial artist apprentice in the future.

As a result, in just three days, he couldn't stand the pain in his back and back, and he quit the stall directly.

This made Han Fu feel ashamed of his predecessor's willpower, but considering his current physical fitness is weaker than ordinary people, if he really ran like this for three hours, he really couldn't hold on.

"With your body, you can't even think about practicing martial arts if you're out of breath after running even two steps. Eat, study hard, and as long as you pass three exams, I'll buy you a Lenovo computer right away."

Han Feng took a few mouthfuls of rice and directly concluded the matter.

After all, there are more than 3000 people in No. [-] Middle School in a small county, but when joining the martial arts class, there are at least a dozen or so, and sometimes there are only a hundred or so.

Among them, those who can reach the level of martial artist apprentices can be counted on one hand. You must know that the boundary between ordinary people and martial artist apprentices is not so easy to break.

Han Fu opened his mouth slightly while eating, but still didn't refute anything. After all, he really didn't have the capital now.

Unless he can prove his strength, such as quickly improving his physique so that he can reach the standard of the martial arts class.

Now the martial arts class is about to start, I'm afraid it's too late for him to exercise now, so he can only find ways to use money.

"Hey, Han Fu, why do you suddenly want to practice martial arts? Don't you usually shout every day to study hard and become a great scientist in the future?"

After eating, the two sat on bamboo chairs to watch TV, and Han Ting looked at Han Fu with some doubts.

"That's your brother, I'm talented, do you hear me from now on?" Han Fu glanced at Han Ting's hand that kept touching her bulging belly.

"Hehe..." Han Ting sneered.

"..." Han Fu.

(End of this chapter)