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After about three sticks of incense time, Ji Fuchen was led into the main courtyard by his servants, and happened to meet Shen Jun having dinner.

Seeing him enter the door, Shen Jun waved to him from a distance and said, "Buddha Chen came at the right time, come and serve me for dinner."

Ji Fuchen came over with a cane, glanced at the dishes on the table, picked up a pair of silver chopsticks, lowered his face and asked, "What do you want to eat, my lord?"

Shen Jun propped his elbows on the table, looked at him affectionately and said, "I can eat whatever Buddha Chen wants to eat, and I like to eat whatever is caught in the dust fly."

"Really?" Ji Fuchen picked up a sharp red chili pepper and put it into the empty bowl in front of him, walked a step away and stood beside him and said, "My lord, please use it!"

"Fuchen is so good at this!" Shen Jun sighed in surprise, straightened up, patted the chair next to him, and signaled him to sit down.

Ji Fuchen was silent for a while: "Thank you for your kindness, young master. I'll just stand up. You can eat by yourself!"

Shen Jun looked at him with a smile, then looked at the empty chair next to him, squinted his eyes and said, "Fuchen, you are my personal servant, you can't go west when I say east."

Ji Fuchen paused, glanced at him, and sat down on the chair next to him as he said.

Shen Jun picked up a chicken leg and put it in the bowl in front of him, and said with a smile: "I like to repay my grievances with kindness the most. Fuchen will pick me a chili pepper, and I'll give you back a piece of meat. Eat it, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ji Fuchen looked at the fresh and tender piece of chicken. He hadn't known the taste of meat for six years, but now it also aroused the greed in his stomach, so he didn't hesitate, and ate it slowly.

"Isn't Fuchen a Buddhist disciple? Buddhist disciples can eat meat?"

"My lord, I'm too worried. I have returned to vulgarity not long ago."

"So that's how it is!" Shen Jun squinted his eyes to see that he was eating very well, and also picked up a piece of meat and chewed it with great interest.

It was getting dark after a meal.

Shen Jun wiped his mouth and stood up, called him to hide, pointed to Ji Fuchen and said, "Take him to the west courtyard first, the place to live is ready." Then he turned to Ji Fuchen, "There is no need to come here tonight , settle down first, and come back tomorrow morning."

Ji Fuchen nodded, silently followed the hide and exited.

Hiding led the way in front while chattering about the rules of the Shen residence, especially telling him which things the personal servants must keep in mind.

"The young master is unruly, so you don't need to be too strict. But the master is the master after all, and the servants are the servants after all. What you have to do is serve the young master well. From tomorrow onwards, gather in the front yard every day at Mao hour. There will be A special person is in charge of ordering Mao, and you must bring the young master's breakfast to him before three quarters Mao. I will take you to the place where you live first, and you can ask me at any time if you don't understand anything in the future."

Ji Fuchen nodded, keeping these words in his heart.

Early the next morning, Ji Fuchen came back after ordering mao before dawn, ate two mouthfuls of steamed buns, and took the food box to the main courtyard.

As soon as he arrived at the main courtyard, he stopped, and saw Shen Jun standing in the sunlight, dragons and snakes flying in moon blue brocade clothes, probably stayed outside the house for a long time, and the few strands of hair on his forehead were completely wet with dew.

Ji Fuchen originally thought that he hadn't woken up yet, but he didn't expect him to wake up early to practice martial arts, so he couldn't help but observe silently, without stepping forward to disturb him, and secretly wrote down two extremely strange moves.

Shen Jun watched all directions with his eyes and ears, and knew that someone was coming. He walked towards him after practicing a set of moves, wiped the sweat off his face and said, "Here comes the whisk."

Ji Fuchen handed him the food box in his hand, "Sir, it's time for breakfast."

Shen Jun took it casually and sat down on the stone bench, "Did Fuchen eat?"

"Eat!" The kitchen was some distance away from the main courtyard, and he had already gnawed a steamed bun while walking.After Ji Fuchen finished speaking, he looked at him calmly, "Master, do you get up early every day to practice martial arts?"

Shen Jun shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. Sometimes I practice in the morning and sometimes in the evening. If I'm in a good mood, it's hard to say whether to do both sooner or later."

Ji Fuchen thought to himself, no wonder he has achieved today.In his heart, if a person wants to become a master of martial arts, he must have three conditions: talent, hard work and a good teacher.If you only have talent and hard work, without the guidance of a teacher, and you cross the river by feeling the stones by yourself, no matter how talented you are, it will be difficult to achieve great success.He had seen the skill of the person in front of him before, and he knew that he should not be underestimated, so he pretended to be casual and said: "Young master is very powerful in martial arts, who is your teacher?"

Shen Jun tilted his head and said, "Master, there are more than a hundred people in total. Is Fuchen interested in hearing what I have to say?"

It was only then that Ji Fuchen remembered what he had inquired before, and asked back, "Your Master's masters are all famous martial arts masters recruited with a lot of money?"

Shen Jun blinked and agreed, "Fuchen also knows about this?"

"I have heard that before I entered Shen's residence, I heard that the young master spends a lot of money to recruit martial artists. It's just that today, after seeing the young master's skill, I have more doubts."

"Oh? If you have any doubts about Fuchen, just let me know."

Ji Fuchen said bluntly: "Since the teachers you recruited are all for money, how can you easily teach them everything they have learned in their lives? How did you make them willing to work hard?"

"Well, I have my own way to make them do their best," Shen Jun said with a smile, "Fu Chen wants to know?"

Ji Fuchen said: "I'm just curious, it's okay if you don't want to talk, Young Master."

"Of course I know everything Fuchen wants to know," Shen Jun took the opportunity to post it, and stretched out a little finger with a smile on his face, "But before that, I have a very small request!"

"any request?"

"Fu Chen just needs to kiss me." Shen Jun said and moved his face closer.

Ji Fuchen stood up with a sullen face, "Is it fun to tease people like this?"

Shen Jun held his heart together and said, "How could I tease Fuchen? If Fuchen doesn't believe me, you can take out my heart and have a look!"

Ji Fuchen looked at him for a long time, seeing that he was really shameless, so he suddenly pulled out a knife and held it in his palm and handed it to him, "This method may work, if you want to prove that what you said is true, you can dig it out and give it to me." have a look."

Shen Jun looked at the bright knife resentfully, but caught off guard with his left hand around his waist, and said with an aggrieved expression: "If Buddha Chen is really willing, then he can do it himself."

Ji Fuchen chopped off the hands on his waist without mercy, "I just want to tell you, I'm not a woman."

Shen Jun said: "It would be great if Fu Chen was a woman, then I won't be able to help myself."

Ji Fuchen thought for a while and said, "You can think of me as a woman in your heart."

"Really?" Shen Jun's eyes lit up, and he jumped up and hugged him, "Lady, let's have a bridal chamber tonight!"

Ji Fuchen reacted very quickly to dodge, and stood a foot away from him, holding his crutches tightly and saying, "If you take pleasure in teasing others, I will have to break the contract and leave."

"Don't be angry with the dust, I just saw you with a sullen face all day long for fear of breaking it, so I am teasing you!" Shen Jun smiled and brushed the pear blossoms that had just fallen on his sleeves, and the conversation turned around, "Didn't Fuchen want to know how those people who came here for profit would devote themselves to teaching me kung fu?"

Ji Fuchen's face paled slightly: "I heard that you spent a lot of money?"

Shen Jun nodded: "This is only one aspect. I am a businessman, how can a businessman do business at a loss? If I spend a lot of money, the ones I recruit will be those who are rich and poor, or just those who have real skills but hide their secrets." People, wouldn’t all the money I spent on them be wasted?”

"So, what method did the young master use?"

"At the beginning, I was also very distressed. After thinking about it, I finally came up with a solution. I divided the recruited people into two groups. One group was the attacker, who was only responsible for competing with me, and the other group was the defender. He is only responsible for teaching me martial arts. The attacker who competes with me must beat me to stay, and the defender who teaches me kung fu must teach me to beat the attacker within the specified time before staying in the Shen residence."

Ji Fu was surprised and said: "In this way, the attackers who have to defeat you to survive will rack their brains to win you, and the defenders will try their best to teach you how to defeat the attackers?"

Shen Jun said: "That's right, I used this method to force them to show their housekeeping skills, but I have nothing to do with those who don't want to wait in Shen's residence for a long time."

Ji Fuchen nodded secretly. It seems that the rumored prodigal son in front of him really spent his money on martial arts training. If he didn't spend his money, it would not be enough to attract people to come in, let alone attract people to stay for a long time.

In the beginning, the Shen family really had more than a hundred idlers, and they entertained them every day, but there were only two or three people who could still stay in the Shen family after a few years.To this day, the Shen family has never stopped recruiting people. Every year, new people will come here attracted by the name, and many of them are fake. The Shen family raised the threshold and recruited three people with high martial arts skills to guard the three checkpoints.Whoever wants to enter the Shen Mansion must first pass the first three levels. It is said that each level is more difficult than the last level. Every time you challenge a level, you can get corresponding rewards and punishments. punish.The reason why the punishment was set was precisely to eliminate the chances of those opportunistic people, and warned them not to come to Shen's residence to try lightly, because once they lost, their arm would be severed, and their lives would be hard to survive.

Thinking of this, Ji Fuchen came back to his senses: "I can only pass one level at most, why did you accept me, my lord?"

Shen Jun took it for granted: "Of course I can take you in. You are neither an attacker nor a defender, you are just my personal servant. Of course, I actually want you to be my servant."

Ji Fuchen didn't expect to circle around and finally come up there again, he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, and made up his mind to listen to him selectively from now on, and treat what he didn't want to listen to as fart, and let him go , He simply pretended to be deaf and said: "Young master, have you finished eating? I will send the food box back after eating."

Without waiting for his reply, he packed the food box and left.

Not long after he was walking, a maidservant in green came up to him, looked him up and down and said, "Are you the young master's new servant?"

Ji Fuchen said, "Exactly."

The maid in Tsing Yi glanced at his crutches again to make sure she was looking for the wrong person, and said, "What's your name?"

"Ji Fuchen."

"Come with me, my wife wants to see you!"

Mrs?Ji Fuchen's heart skipped a beat, and he followed with a calm expression.