Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 58 Talking from Experience, Wang Yunwu
Current affairs news newspapers and periodicals can only take the latest newspapers and periodicals of the day.

But some tabloids and books can be prepared a day in advance.

There are also commodities such as cigarettes and soda.

In this way, there will be a buffer time, and we will not be in a hurry because everything will be mixed up when we open tomorrow.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is setting in the west.

"Brother, step aside."

Shouting, Ah Xin pushed the bicycle full of cargo through the crowd.

Another guy behind him also pushed a bicycle and followed him.

When the two were about to report to the file.

Li An walked out of the filing booth and helped the two push their bicycles to the warehouse door on the pier.

Sanjiangshui helped him find this small warehouse.

Because filing requires a place to store the goods.

Therefore, before the opening of the filing at Pier No. [-], Sanjiangshui specially helped him find such a small warehouse of five square meters on the dock.

Untying the rope that bound the cargo in the back seat, Li An used both hands to unload the piles of tied books and periodicals onto the ground.

"Brother An, here are [-] new journals published today."

A Xin pulled up the hem of his short shirt and wiped the sweat from his head.

He knelt down and sorted out the tabloids that Li An had unloaded on the ground.

"What about the issue that came out three days ago?"

Li An asked while unloading the goods.

Compared with the News Times, periodicals like Xianshi Tabloid usually issue every three days or every seven days.

"Take a hundred copies."

Ah Xin, who was sorting out the newspapers, heard the question and responded without raising his head.

Li An shook his head: "There are [-] copies of the new periodical, and only [-] copies of the last issue, which is a little less. When I go tomorrow, I can get more tabloids from the previous issue."

"We have all the stocks in stock from the last issue, why do you take so much?"

Hearing this, Ah Xin raised his head and looked at Li An suspiciously.

The tabloids were printed, and when they went to get the newspapers, they always took the latest issue.

That is to say, occasionally a customer would ask about the previous issue of the tabloid, so he specially picked up some.

"Because it's cheap enough! The new periodical is [-] cents, and the last issue of the tabloid is only [-] cents."

Li An smiled and tried to guide Ah Xin.

"Let me ask you, who are the customers who come to our newspaper stand to buy tabloids?"

A Xin thought for a while and replied:

"...except for a small number of workers, mostly crew."

"That's right!"

Li An nodded, then said:
"The crew went out to sea with the ship, ranging from seven days to ten days, half a month, or even a month. Salty and wet tabloids are not news, and they are not time-sensitive."

"For these crew members, there is not much difference between what came out today and what came out three days ago, because they haven't seen it."

"But for our newspapers, the difference is different. They are all sold at [-] cents, and we can only earn [-] cents for the new tabloid, while we can earn [-] cents for the previous tabloid. One serving is inconspicuous, but the sales volume in one day is huge.”

"Now Pier [-] can sell nearly [-] tabloid newspapers a day. If you sell [-] more copies of the stock in your mouth, you can make an extra ten yuan in profit. This is just one newspaper stall, what if there are three newspaper stalls? ?”

"Of course, I'm not asking for all the filings to be sold in the previous issue, but you can adjust the proportion of the filing time according to the sales situation, and sell them in combination."

After Li An finished speaking, Ah Xin lowered his head and pondered for a while, then suddenly said:
"I understand."

"Ah."

Li An patted Ah Xin on the shoulder.

"What I just said is only applicable to the filings on the wharf. It is not suitable for filings in other places."

"But the reason is the same! Although filing is a small business, it seems that there is no threshold. It seems that as long as you can read and write, you can do it. But you should also observe the customer group of filing on weekdays and pay attention to their needs."

Seeing Ah Xin thoughtful, Li An smiled.

Having said so much, he also hoped that Ah Xin could be on his own as soon as possible.

Ah Xin has nothing to say about what he does, but there are some things that need to be mentioned.

These words just now.

It may be worthless to say it bluntly, but it is also a trick in business.

After Li An finished unloading the books and periodicals on Ah Xin's bicycle, he turned around to help another guy unload the goods.

Busy for nearly 10 minutes.

Only then did the unloaded books and periodicals be sorted out and put into the warehouse.

The three returned to the filing.

"Ah Xin, I'll go first, and let the other guys finish work early after you finish the order."

Li An and Ah Xin exchanged their words and turned around to leave the newspaper.

Because of Liangongle, my sister-in-law planned to take two days off and did not go out to the stall.

Li An just randomly found a wonton stall to fill his stomach, and left Triangle Wharf.

Public Square Street, Tin Hau Temple.

The sun has not yet fully set, and the square called Rongshutou in front of the temple is already crowded with people.

Divination and fortune-telling, storytelling, and entertainers gathered.

and nearby residents who come to rest.

The lively voices can be heard far away.

Li An passed through the crowd gathered in twos and threes and went straight into the street behind Tin Hau Temple.

Next to the Tin Hau Temple, there is a quaint compound, which is almost rare in Yau Ma Tei, a crowded and complex city with limited space.

Li An paused, stood outside the gate, and glanced at the hanging plaque, which had the words "Mojia Boxing Martial Arts School" written on it.

The five major schools of Nanquan, Hong Liu Cai Li Mo!
Mojia Quan, originally called Six Degrees of Yin and Yang Palm, is famous for its kicking techniques.

As the saying goes, one leg wins three punches, the hand is seven feet long, and the foot is three feet long. Flying kicks in the air, punches weigh a hundred taels, and feet weigh a thousand catties!
Through the gate, Li An could clearly hear the sound of the disciples exhaling and practicing boxing in the martial arts hall.

In fact, on the dock, Li An occasionally asked Sanjiang Shui to ask about the characteristics of various boxing styles.

After all, seriously speaking, it only took him two months to learn boxing.

The familiar ones are Bajiquan and Bagua Zhang.

Moreover, I had never learned boxing in my previous life, so I didn’t know much about boxing techniques.

Know yourself and know each other.

Since I plan to find a master in the martial arts school to gain experience, knowing the characteristics of his boxing can also avoid being caught off guard by the opponent in the first fight.

Martial arts schools are no more open to business than other industries.

These days, most martial arts gyms teach their students to practice boxing behind closed doors.

Li An knocked on the door of the martial arts hall painted red.

After a while, there was the sound of footsteps.

With a squeak, the door of the martial arts hall was opened.

The person who opened the door was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in a white shirt.He glanced at Li An outside the door:

"Is something wrong?"

"My name is Li An, I'm looking for you."

What Li An didn't expect was that before he finished speaking, the young man on the opposite side turned his head and shouted into the hall when he heard his name:
"Big brother, big brother! That guy named Li An came to our martial arts gym to compete."

The young man's voice made Li An not only frown.

Even the students who were practicing boxing looked over subconsciously.

"I'm here to ask for advice, not to kick the gym." Li An's face remained normal.

Hearing this, the young man looked around the hall for a while before turning around and saying, "It's all the same!"

As if afraid of Li An leaving, she stared at him again and said:

"Don't run away yet, wait a moment, my senior brother will be here soon."

When he was misunderstood as kicking the gym, Li An was thinking about whether to change his martial arts gym, but when he heard the young man's words, Li An stopped his thoughts and waited with great interest.

"Ah Fu, don't be rude."

Soon, accompanied by a scolding voice, a young man who looked to be in his early 30s came over.

The young man seemed to be used to his senior brother's scolding and didn't care. He pursed his lips and said:

"No, senior brother, you didn't tell me that if someone named Li An came to your door, you would be notified."

"I didn't let you know how to be polite!"

The young man glanced at him and scolded.

Immediately afterwards, he clasped his fists at Li An:
"My name is Wang Yunwu, the senior brother of the Mo Family Boxing and Martial Arts Gym. My junior is young and ignorant, and I will apologize to you on his behalf."

"No problem!"

Ang Lee waved his hand.

He took a careful look at the young man who called himself Wang Yunwu before noticing what he was wearing.

A blue-gray gown.

Clothes represent status.

In the past, those who wore long gowns were generally educated or wealthy upper-class people, while those who wore short gowns were mostly poor working people.

Of course, times have changed. Wearing a long gown does not mean anything nowadays. Only old-school people are still used to long gowns.

But in the medical hall or martial arts hall, you are still very particular about clothing.

The long shirt is the master, and the short shirt is the apprentice.

If you don't learn the skills, you will be laughed at even if you wear a long gown, and you don't know the rules.

Since Wang Yunwu can wear a long gown, it means that he is qualified to be called a master.

When Li An was looking at Wang Yunwu, the other party was also looking at him.

"Didn't ask?"

"Li An!"

"Now that my master has gone to the mainland, I am in charge of the martial arts gym."

With a resolute face, Wang Yunwu reached out to Li An to signal:
"You are a guest, please!"

When Li An entered, the two walked into the martial arts gym side by side.

The courtyard used as a martial arts training ground is very large, with stone locks, sandbags, and plum blossom stakes.
To Li An's expectation, there were less than 20 students who came to practice boxing at Nuo University.

The boy named Ah Fu closed the door of the martial arts hall casually and followed quickly, but almost bumped into Wang Yunwu who turned around.

"Don't go practice boxing yet."

"Oh." The young man hummed reluctantly.

Seeing the young man leaving with three turns, Wang Yunwu led Li An straight into the hall.

"Actually, I also heard that a master came from Zhongfang Street recently, and he fought against three masters from Junting Martial Arts School, Zheng Liwei Martial Arts School, and Nanzhi Boxing School, and he didn't fall behind.

Can't help seeing Lie Xinxi, and then told Ah Fu, if Master Li comes to the door, let him notify me. "

When Li An sat down, Wang Yunwu, who served tea, said truthfully.

Li An raised his eyebrows: "Are you happy to see Hunter Xin?"

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. I learned boxing from my master when I was ten years old. In the past 20 years, I never knew why I practice boxing, to keep fit? Or just as a legacy?
I have always believed that kung fu is achieved by fighting, and the reputation of a martial arts gym is also achieved through fighting for it.

Just because Master strictly prohibited it.I came to ask for advice and compete with each other. Master Li did what I had always wanted to do but could not do. "

Wang Yunwu said these words with extra force, his eyes scorching.

"I'm different from you."

Li An shook his head.

He came to ask for advice because he wanted to gain experience, while Wang Yunwu came for fame. The two purposes were not the same.

Li An didn't have the temperament to talk lightly, so after replying, he picked up the teacup and drank tea.

Regarding Li An's words, Wang Yunwu was noncommittal and didn't answer, just smiled.

After a while, seeing Li An finished drinking tea, he stood up.

"Master Li, please."

Judging from his expression, compared to Li An, Wang Yunwu seems to be more looking forward to this match.

"Please!"

Ang Lee stood up and responded.

Even though he didn't meet the master, since Wang Yunwu was able to wear a gown to represent the Mojiaquan Martial Arts Academy, it proved that the opponent's skills could stand up to the Mojiaquan Martial Arts Hall's signature.

After closing the door, the two stood facing each other in the empty hall.

Li An put on a posture of looking for a horse's shoe.

"Lee An, a handyman."

A strange color flashed in Wang Yunwu's eyes.

"Mo Family Boxing, Wang Yunwu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward, sprinted, and punched Li An!
Just when the fist was about to hit Li An's chest, Li An changed his posture, put his left hand on the opponent's wrist and pulled it aside, stretched his right hand forward, and threw his palm straight at Wang Yunwu's face!
"Bagua Palm!"

Wang Yunwu shouted softly, kicked the ground with his feet, and kicked Li An's crotch with his right leg like lightning!

Li An retracted his palm and dodged, Wang Yunwu's left leg took over from the landed right leg and continued to wrap around, kicking five or six legs in a row in the blink of an eye.

This barrage of kicks fell like a torrential rain, forcing Li An to keep retreating!

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Li An, who stopped probing, did not retreat but advanced, and then he raised his knee and directly bumped into Wang Yunwu's kicked right leg.

"Oh!"

Taking advantage of the gap between the opponent's body stopping and his right leg landing on the ground, Li An stepped closer and stretched out his palms, intending to support Wang Yunwu's chin, but he rested on the opponent's backing arm.

"Dengdeng!"

Wang Yunwu only felt a strong force coming, and he couldn't stop taking two steps back.

He moved his hands that were blocking just now, and his pupils were filled with excitement.

"continue?"

"Okay!"

Li An stepped forward with his feet in the mud, his hands formed into palms, his left palm slapped Wang Yunwu's chest, and his right palm was ready to go.

Facing Li An who was the first to attack, Wang Yunwu reacted extremely quickly, moving sideways and raising his legs in one go, the speed of his movements was beyond Li An's expectations.The raised right foot came straight towards Li An, and the target was Li An's wrist.

Li An's expression remained unchanged, his left palm remained undiminished, and his right palm, ready to go, slapped Wang Yunwu's waist swiftly like a poisonous snake.

It seems to have been expected.

However, when Li An struck out with both palms and his chest was not protected, his right foot landed on the ground, and his left foot received a heart-piercing kick to kick Li Anzhong's open chest.

Moreover, there is no sense of stagnation in the legs, and it seems that Ang Lee has no reaction time at all!
It has to be said that Wang Yunwu's skill response is worthy of his status as a master of the Mojiaquan martial arts school.

If it was before Li An's Baguazhang was improved, he might have only been able to parry in the face of such rapid changes of moves.

Seeing that the kick was getting closer and closer to his chest, Li An suddenly dwarfed, and the kick that originally hit his chest almost missed his scalp.

The right palm that had been slapped on Wang Yunwu's waist before took advantage of the situation and turned into a claw, directly grabbing the opponent's crotch.

Seeing this, Wang Yunhai's expression did not change. He used his left foot as a fulcrum and twisted his waist. The moment his right leg swung to the ground, he raised his left knee and touched Li An's right paw that was grabbing his crotch, blocking Li An's attack. An's blow!
But what he didn't expect was that before he could withdraw his knees, Li An, who stood up suddenly, walked sideways to his left side in a circle.

At this time, Wang Yunwu had just retracted his knee, and his footing was not stable.Li An stomped the ground, twisted his waist, and stretched his hips, like a bear, leaning heavily on Wang Yunwu's shoulder.

"Oh!"

A muffled sound!
At the same time, accompanied by the clearly audible sound of dislocation, Wang Yunwu flew one meter away!
(End of this chapter)