Chapter 0018 Father's Expectation

Time passed, and before he knew it, it had been two years since Qin Wushuang returned to Donglin Town. His age in this life is also fifteen years old. There is still a year and a half to go, the Wutong test is coming, the family theory is also coming, and all the quizzes and big exams will follow.

For Qin Wushuang, Wu Tong's test was no longer worth mentioning. What he thinks about the most is the "Family Discussion" which is held every 20 years.

Given the current situation of the Qin family's declining population and lack of strength, there will definitely be fewer forces targeting their poor family, the Qin family.

However, the Qin family used to be a wealthy family, and the property they left behind was huge, making even the wealthy family jealous. It's no wonder people don't care about such a large piece of fat.

He decided to add some training programs to himself, and there is still a year and a half to go, time is tight.

After lunch that day, Qin Wushuang came to his backyard, set up a large iron pot, and set it up with dry firewood. Then he ran to the Qin family's oil press and took two large barrels of oil and put them aside.

Holding a copper coin with a hole in the middle in one hand, scooping up oil with a spoon in the other, pouring it through the small hole and into the large pot below.

"Qin Wushuang, what are you doing?" Qin Lianshan was puzzled.

"Practice!" Qin Wushuang subconsciously replied without being distracted.

Qin Lianshan was stunned for a moment, then he understood. Seeing his son pouring oil in one hand and holding coins in the other, it seems superficial at first glance. Only after careful experience can we know where the depth of knowledge lies.

It is a big test for eyesight, hand strength and endurance to let the oil pour down from this tiny coin hole without dripping on the side.

After a minute or two, people who have practiced martial arts may feel that there is no problem. But these two large barrels of oil need to be filled to the brim. Looking at the small holes in the copper coins, it is impossible to fill them all without a single hour!

The most important thing is that there is still firewood burning below, so close, the high temperature alone is enough to drink a pot.

Qin Lianshan has never even heard of such a way of practicing kung fu that serves multiple purposes, not to mention seeing it before!

One minute, two minutes, quarter of an hour...

Soon, two quarters of an hour passed. Qin Lianshan showed a gratified smile.

He watched all this intently, and found that his son had persisted for such a long time without even blinking his eyes or shaking his hands. Spoonfuls of oil passed through the coin hole and dripped into the oil pan.

With this concentration, Qin Lianshan, as a master of the first stage of the real martial arts realm, even asked himself that he was not 100% sure to achieve it.

At this moment, Qin Wushuang slightly moved his hands holding the copper coin. The coin hole was slightly deflected, and the oil dripped on the copper coin.

"Hey!" Qin Wushuang sighed with some regret, and threw the copper coin into the hot oil pan, "Only about two quarters of an hour?"

This method of practicing kung fu was a daily subject in Qin Wushuang's previous life before he was twenty years old. At the highest level, you can persist for three hours—six hours!

"Good boy, who taught you this move?" Qin Lianshan walked over happily.

Qin Wushuang poured all the remaining oil into the pot, and kept adding dry firewood to it: "Dream at night, an old man taught me, haha."

Qin Lianshan was used to his son joking with him, so he didn't take it seriously, and asked, "Why do you still add firewood to it?"

"Practice!" Qin Wushuang said, the oil was boiling hot and bubbling. He touched several copper coins of the same type from his pocket, but one of them was slightly darker in color.

The ape's arm relaxed, and it was all thrown into the pot.

"Hey, father, I'll give you ten breaths, can you fish out the darker copper coin?" Qin Wushuang asked with a smile.

"It's not difficult!" Qin Lianshan rolled up his sleeves, walked over and poked his head to see where the dark copper coin was. But the hot oil is bubbling white, how can you see where it is?

"Remember, there is only one chance!" Qin Wushuang said with a smile.

Qin Lianshan shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid I'm not sure about being a father!"

"Father, why don't you concentrate on me?" Qin Wushuang sighed, "When the copper coins fell into the pot, you didn't listen to where they fell, and you didn't pay attention to their floating direction. Of course you can't tell where it is. Look at me!"

He reached out with one hand, pinched with two fingers, and pulled out a copper coin from the hot oil pan, which was clearly the dark copper coin.

Qin Lianshan was dumbfounded, and couldn't help clapping his hands in praise: "Okay! Qin Wushuang, I've been watching you come home for my father for the past two years. You have practiced very hard and diligently, and now it seems that the effect is remarkable. What are your ambitions for the Wutong test in the next year?"

"What ambition does father have for me?" Qin Wushuang asked with a smile.

"Haha, my father's expectation for you is to keep the sixth dan and strive for the seventh dan. Work hard to enter the top rank. If you can enter the top rank in the Wutong test, your future achievements will definitely be higher than that of the father." Qin Lianshan himself is a real martial artist It’s been a while, so I look forward to my son’s success in the future so that he can live up to himself.

"A top-rank Wutong?" Qin Wushuang smiled, the goal his father set for himself could only be considered above average.

This goal is definitely a piece of cake for Qin Wushuang at this stage. Of course, before the real battle started, he didn't want to expose all his strength. That would undoubtedly be an unwise move to cause trouble for himself.

It is definitely not a good thing for a child from a poor family to be too eye-catching. Especially now that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at the Qin family's big piece of meat.

Qin Wushuang understands that good steel should be used on the blade.

The so-called "martial boy test" is actually a general test before the martial arts boys reach the adult stage of sixteen years old. It can be said that it is the first important test in a warrior's life, the content is complicated and the nature is very important.

The results of the Wutong test almost determine the future of a warrior's lifelong training.

Wutong is also divided into nine sections. Duan 1 to 3 is low grade; Duan 4 to 6 is middle grade; only Duan 7 to 9 above Duan 6 is considered top grade.

Once rated as the top grade of martial arts, it can be said that it is a matter of course to enter the realm of martial arts. Most of the top-rank martial arts boys can reach at least the fourth stage of true martial arts in the end.

Qin Lianshan set the goal of "top grade" for his son, but in fact, he had already considered his son's recent monstrous changes.

Otherwise, it would be almost a dream come true for a child from a poor family to reach the realm of "top-rank martial boy".

Generally, top-grade martial arts boys only belong to the children of those big families. It can only be achieved by supplementing and supplementing in various ways from birth, and under the guidance of a master.

But with the current conditions of the Qin family, it is impossible to worship a master, and it is basically impossible to obtain a great tonic elixir.

As far as the Qin clan is concerned, there are also some martial arts codes passed down by the family. After all, the ancestors used to be wealthy and had some relatively advanced martial arts. However, most of those martial arts books have been lost due to a special reason, and a small part has been handed down. Qin Lianshan was limited by his talent, but he couldn't practice. So he really hopes that his son can use it in the future.

With the support of his father, he has the conditions to carry out this way of practicing with oil. From then on, day after day, it became Qin Wushuang's compulsory subject after lunch every day.

His crazy behavior made a loyal member of the Qin family—Shui Bo, the head of the oil workshop, very angry, thinking that this was a waste of oil. He approached Qin Lianshan several times to assure him that he would never take advantage of his boss. The oil mill produces so much less oil every month, and the young owner took it away.

Naturally, Qin Lianshan wouldn't argue with his subordinates, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shui, you have been with my Qin family for decades. Tell me about this in person. Don't I understand your loyalty? Work with peace of mind, and your monthly salary will be paid to you." Add 30%. I know your grandson is not too young, and he is about to use money?"

Uncle Shui was grateful to Dade, and went out the door with great gratitude. Talking about it all the way, I am really lucky to meet such a boss, I hope God will bless the Qin family's luck from generation to generation.

Qin Wushuang practiced in such a weird way, but his family had nothing to do with it. When it spread to the outside world, the flavor changed completely. Some people couldn't help ridiculing, saying that the Qin family had a prodigal son who wasted dozens of catties of good oil a day.

This story was spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and in less than half a month, it spread to Luojiang County.

Qin Wushuang laughed off the rumors from the outside world and didn't care at all. Every day, I still finish the homework that I have set.

As his cultivation continued to progress and he continued to integrate into the world, his sense of anticipation for the "family theory" after more than a year also increased day by day.

That will be his first battle to climb the peak of martial arts in this life, and there is absolutely no room for loss.