This martial saint is too generous

"What? You want to copy books for senior brother?"

"My gourd of wine has been mixed with water eight times. How can you get drunk?"

Gao Erhu's expression was hesitant.

"I'm not drunk...I can read and write."

"Don't worry, I don't have the ideal of being a disciple, and I won't take away your position."

Qin Jinyang said seriously.

After tapping the bones three times in a row, my mind is no longer confused, my hands are becoming more stable, and I have no problem writing.

In this world, literate people are in the minority and skills are scarce.

"I'm not afraid of you grabbing my position. Senior Brother Feng Duoying is kind-hearted and will never go back on his word. The last attendant broke the rules, and it was Brother who begged for mercy, otherwise he would have been beaten to death on the spot."

"But it doesn't matter if you can write... Once you are caught copying books instead, the crime will be increased."

Gao Erhu looked at the deepest room and sighed.

The inner disciples had thought of this method a long time ago.

He really hoped that Qin Jinyang could copy the books so that Feng Duoying could feel more comfortable. Copying the books was really painful.

Feng Duoying was kind to Gao Erhu.

"What a coincidence, I'm the best at copying handwriting."

"Let's try it first. If my handwriting doesn't work, that's it. What if it works?"

Qin Jinyang smiled.

The skill of copying handwriting has nothing to do with Goldfinger. It is his own talent. When he was a child, Qin Jinyang earned a lot of money in school.

"You have no parents in the village. I heard that your godfather is a Taoist fortune teller. It turns out that you can write... It's a pity that you ended up in the handyman hall and ruined this skill."

Gao Erhu slapped his forehead.

"Yes, I can read and write!"

In the past three days, Qin Jinyang's mind was dizzy. As his bones improved, many memories of the original owner began to emerge.

The original owner's life experience can be described as miserable.

She has no parents, but has a godfather who is a fortune-telling Taoist priest. During the famine years and there was a severe drought, the Taoist priest used his connections to send the original owner to the villa, and then disappeared.

The original owner was actually only literate and could not write.

Therefore, when he entered the villa, he didn't mention it at all. Literacy alone was useless. If he could write, he wouldn't be a coolie.

"Okay, I'll ask my senior brother."

"Speaking of which, your ambition is not to serve as a disciple. Do you still want to be an inner disciple? Haha!"

Gao Erhu joked.

To them, serving as a disciple is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step.

"I not only want to be an inner disciple, I also want to be a hall master, an elder, and even a village owner... Do you believe it or not?"

Qin Jinyang also boasted casually.

"I believe it, of course I believe it. I will believe it even if you become the emperor... When you become the emperor, I will be your personal eunuch, hahahaha... You kid, you have a sense of humor... Wait for my news..."

Gao Erhu stood up.

This belly is getting bigger and bigger.

Qin Jinyang sighed with emotion, but at the same time he was also worried...does the poison in the chicken head exist?

…

Feng Duoying was invaded by thoughts and felt irritable.

The kind of irritability that makes you want to die.

You can hit me.

I can be whipped.

Why do you want me to copy the book?

This is killing me.

Holding the brush in his hand, Feng Duoying's eyelids twitched as he was thinking about stabbing his buttocks.

It’s also weird, as long as the pen is in hand, I can’t help but fall asleep.

It was so easy to ask me to run five laps on the mountain, but he tortured me with copying books.

Master, you are so poisonous.

In Houshengtang, copying books is a hard indicator for disciple assessment. Every year, some disciples are expelled because they fail to pass the copying books.

Although he has a special status and cannot be expelled from the villa, his father's punishment is no joke. If he is embarrassed, his father will be embarrassed as well. He is much more stressed than others.

"Master, it's me, Gao Erhu!"

Gao Erhu knocked on the door gently.

Only he, the attendant, was qualified to enter the young master's yard. Without an introduction, Qin Jinyang could not approach him at all.

"Tiger? Why don't you rest at this late hour? I will call you if necessary. You don't have to stay up late with me."

Feng Duoying opened the door, his handsome face was particularly haggard.

"Master, I want to tell you something..."

Gao Erhu hurriedly introduced Qin Jinyang.

"Copying books? Don't harm me. Once the master notices it, I will be even worse than I am now..."

Feng Duoying subconsciously refused.

Last year, he followed other senior brothers and went to the town to hire someone to copy the book. Unfortunately, he couldn't hide it from the master. He was eventually locked up in a small dark room for a month, isolated from the world, and life was worse than death.

"Try it! Check it yourself first."

Gao Erhu said.

"Hmph, I, Feng Duoying, am a talented person and just copy books. As for finding someone to replace me? You let him in first, and I will identify the liar's face... Strange, there is still someone in the handyman hall who can write?"

Feng Duoying sighed: Master is right, the first time for laziness has actually happened countless times.

In the dark, there is still some expectation.

…

"Unbelievable...unbelievable!"

Qin Jinyang secretly sneaked into the young master's study and started copying without much greeting.

Just after writing a dozen words, Feng Duoying was stunned and astonished.

This level of copying cannot be said to be similar, it can only be said to be exactly the same.

Including some of my own little habits, they are absolutely perfect.

This is great!

Talent.

Our handyman hall is actually a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons are found.

"call……"

Gao Erhu saw Feng Duoying's shocked expression and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

There's drama!

Qin Jinyang copied the book very quickly, and his serious look actually made people admire him.

Is this the arrogance of a scholar?

…

"It turns out to be a technique, and this book was not copied in vain!"

Qin Jinyang sighed while copying the book.

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Name: Qin Jinyang

Identity: Helper of Helan Villa

Root Bone: Mud Level [Next Stage: Rotten Wood Level (3/10)]

Martial Arts: "Dajiang Gong" (Introduction)

Potential: 0 points

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Compared with peeling potatoes, copying books is not easy.

After finishing copying a thin book, it was already late at night under the bright moon.

Feng Duoying prepared various pastries in the kitchen, and Qin Jinyang was so full for the first time.

At the same time, he also mastered a skill.

"The technique is really mysterious, it seems like a ball of Qi appears in the body!"

Qin Jinyang can spread Qi in the limbs of the body, making the arms and legs stronger and the skin tougher.

This is true energy.

It can be understood as the blue bar of a warrior.

"Amazing, really amazing! Dajiang Gong, a very difficult technique to copy, was all written in less than one night. You are a little genius at copying... and you didn't even fall asleep."

Feng Duoying carefully picked up the scroll and smelled the ink.

He planned to hand it over to the master in five days. Even so, he overfulfilled the task.

As for the fear of the dark room last time, it was gone.

Compared with the words in front of me, the previous scholar was a liar. Whatever he wrote was full of flaws.

"Master, I think it's easy for Brother Qin to copy books. Why are all the inner disciples in the villa so miserable?"

Gao Erhu asked out his doubts.

Senior brothers practice Kung Fu, exposed to wind and sun, trekking over mountains and ridges, bleeding and sweating, and are not even afraid of whips. Why are they so afraid of copying books?

"You have never studied martial arts, so you don't understand the pain of copying books."

"Dajiang Gong is the most basic Qigong method. The biggest problem is hypnosis. To practice Dajiang Gong, you must stay awake. I am tired all day long and doze off late at night, so how can I copy Dajiang Gong."

Feng Duoying sighed.

If you suffer hardships, you can rely on perseverance. There is no way to persevere by copying books.

Moreover, Dajiang Gong is the most basic method. The practice progress is slow and the effect is not obvious, so the disciples are particularly resistant.

Qin Jinyang didn't speak, he was summarizing and analyzing in his heart.

Dajiang Gong can really calm the mind and make people calm.

But too much peace is sleep.

Warriors are naturally fond of movement rather than silence, and due to physical fatigue, it is normal for them to fall asleep.

For them, copying books means fighting against instinct and subconsciousness, which is indeed more difficult than exposure to wind and sun.

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[The ship you send out allows people to escape punishment and rewards them with 1 potential point. 】

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Qin Jinyang still focuses on his potential.

According to Feng Duoying, Dajiang Gong is the most basic Qi gathering formula. It can be improved by meditating and copying books. When warriors fight, they also need to look at martial arts skills.

As long as your bones are high enough, you can copy books and practice faster than others.

"Based on the cost of hiring someone to copy the book in the past, this entire book will take seven days. Counting one tael of silver per day, the total is 7 taels."

"But I've been spending a lot of money lately and I don't have much money. I'll give you 5 taels. I'll compensate you when my father pays you money next month."

Feng Duoying took out 5 taels of silver.

In this world, scholars who are good at writing are actually not short of money, and copying their thoughts is even more energy-consuming. One tael a day is considered a friendly price.

Although Qin Jinyang is extremely talented, he has a humble status. Feng Duoying can actually fool him, but he has an upright heart and never deceives others.

But I am really short of money recently.

Although he is the young master of the hall master's family, the hall master is an old-fashioned person and follows the rules. Although Feng Duoying's appearance is beautiful, there are also difficulties.

"this……"

Qin Jinyang's eyes lit up.

I thought I would be rewarded with a few copper coins, but I didn't expect that the young master would be willing to give me 5 taels of silver at the beginning...

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[Tip: A manly man regards money as garbage. Do you refuse to give alms? 】

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"I don't want this...money!"

"I came to copy the book just because of Brother Erhu's friendship. Money is valuable, but friendship is priceless. It is my duty to help the young master. I don't talk about money..."

Qin Jinyang refused with tears.

Damn it, 5 taels.

…

[You are bearish on monetary interests, reward potential by 1 point. 】

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"This...is really a good character, a scholar's character."

Feng Duoying was stunned for a moment, and took back the 5 taels of silver without being polite. He was really short of money: "What's your name?" He was going to remember the name seriously.

"Qin Jinyang...his name is Qin Jinyang."

Gao Erhu quickly introduced.

My friendship is actually worth 5 taels of silver.

Am I so valuable?

"Qin Jinyang, to be honest, I am indeed short of money, and I dare not tell my father about copying books."

"But I will never let you suffer... Dozens of brothers and sisters in the Hall of Health and Human Resources are actually suffering from copying books. If you are not careful, you will be expelled from the villa. As long as you can guarantee the speed of copying books, I will protect you. If we earn enough 100 taels... we won't be merciful to outsiders."

Feng Duoying thought for a while and decided to be a middleman.

With his upright character, Qin Jinyang would not allow Qin Jinyang to suffer. After all, he was considered a benefactor.

"It all depends on the arrangements of the young master!"

Qin Jinyang's eyes lit up. The 100 taels of silver in this place is not a small amount. I hope it's not bragging.

While practicing Dajiang Gong, I can earn some money at the same time.

Best of both worlds.

Let's use these five taels of silver as investment contacts.

Connections are sometimes really valuable.

As for the hard work of peeling potatoes, Qin Jinyang said goodbye.

There was no need for Feng Duoying to speak, Gao Erhu could arrange him into the most relaxed position with just a casual word.