Chapter 4, Compensation

The Eight Extremes Fist passed down by the Liu family adheres to the lineage of the renowned sharpshooter Li Shuwen, and can be considered the most authentic form of Eight Extremes Fist. If Qin Feng has not yet cultivated his internal strength and has only learned some techniques, it is not a significant issue

After experiencing a change at home, Qin Feng, who was originally cheerful and lively, became taciturn. Apart from being with his younger sister, he had no other friends. However, after arriving in Cangzhou, he became close friends with Liu Zimo

More than a month ago, Qin Feng found a glass bottle. After cleaning it, he discovered that it contained exquisite paintings.

Liu Zimo spoke while stuffing money into Qin Feng's hand, saying: "My grandfather said that it is not good for you to take too much money. From now on, you and your sister will eat and stay at our home, which counts as compensating you for the remaining money"

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Slowly turning around, Qin Feng knelt down before the old master Liu in the courtyard, respectfully bowing his head with a loud knock before rising and disappearing into the night.

I still cannot be unaware of your temperament

As for what Old Master Liu just mentioned about his early demise, Qin Feng did not quite understand it. However, even if he had understood, he would not have taken it to heart. Having wandered alone with his sister for these past few years, he had long since ceased to fear the heavens, ghosts, or deities, and his courage was extraordinary.

What should I get? Qin Feng was left utterly confused by Liu Zimo's words, "What have I done to deserve so much money?"

Dad, it was my fault

Qin Feng was somewhat taken aback upon hearing this. Even in this urban-rural fringe area, a house would cost several thousand yuan. How could such a broken glass bottle be worth so much money?

Old Master Liu naturally understood his son's thoughts. He shook his head and said, "In the past, Master Yang Luchan learned from Chen Changxing, and a beautiful story has been passed down. Your master ancestor took in disciples without inquiring about their backgrounds. Is it that I, your father, cannot do the same?"

Seeing Qin Feng, Liu Zimo recalled and nodded repeatedly, saying: "Yes, that's the one. Hey, A Feng, my grandfather said this is a treasure. If it weren't for the slight damage to the bottle mouth, it could have been exchanged for a house!"

Just as Qin Feng was about to step out of the courtyard, the old man suddenly said: "Little fellow, come a bit earlier in the future; the family won't miss one more meal!"

Yang Luchan is the founder of Yang-style Tai Chi. He showed an early interest in martial arts, but due to his family's poverty, he was compelled to work at the Chinese medicine shop "Taihe Tang" on West Street in Guangping Prefecture.

This glass is not valuable, so he did not sell it and instead gave it to Liu Zimo. Qin Feng knew that his good friend often secretly sent food to Qin Jia, and when he found an interesting item, Liu Zimo was the first person he thought of.

After clearly seeing the rolled-up ten yuan bill in Liu Zimo's hand under the dim streetlight by the roadside, Qin Feng's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. He shook his head and said, "Ah Feng, you have known me for so long, do you really not know my temperament?"

A Feng, wait for me!" Just as Qin Feng was anxiously hurrying home, he suddenly heard Liu Zimo's voice from behind. He quickly stopped in his tracks, a smile appearing on his face

Later, Yang Luchan's actions were discovered by Chen Changxing, who recognized him as a promising talent. Instead of blaming him, Chen boldly set aside sectarian prejudices and the taboos of the martial arts community, allowing Yang to formally study Tai Chi Chuan during his spare time. This ultimately led to the emergence of Yang Luchan as a generation-defining master of Tai Chi.

Old Master Liu sighed. He had long been aware of the situation at Qin Feng's home, but due to Qin Feng's unusual appearance, the old master had refrained from offering assistance. However, now that his own time was drawing near, he felt no fear of anything.

Upon seeing the money handed over by Liu Zimo, Qin Feng's expression changed immediately. If it were not for this one and only friend, he would likely have turned and left.

Liu Yunjiao experienced a life of turmoil and displacement, only finding a sense of belonging in his later years. He did not wish for his descendants to endure the same fate as he did. Even though Qin Feng possessed exceptional talent, he was reluctant to become too deeply involved with him.

Old Master Liu is already eighty-four years old this year. Throughout his life, he has experienced many great storms and waves. He is not afraid of defying fate and suffering divine retribution that may shorten his lifespan.

However, it is evident that Qin Feng has only just begun to grasp the fundamentals. If he cannot be taken under one's wing, according to the rules of the martial world, it is also appropriate to reclaim the skills he has acquired.

Upon hearing his father's words, Liu's second son, who had not yet taken on a disciple, was momentarily taken aback

At that time, Qin Feng had been secretly learning for two years. Although his nutrition was lacking, none of these young men were his match. However, Qin Feng paid no attention to their mockery and prepared to leave with his sister

It is unclear whether it is due to differences in education, but Liu Zimo did not look down on Qin Feng at all. On the contrary, he greatly admired Qin Feng for taking care of his sister alone. In private, he even passed on the Eight Extremes Fist techniques to him, and thus the two became friends

Foolish boy, can't we just bring it all together?

Although he was unable to become an apprentice, Qin Feng was still extremely happy, not because the two siblings had secured their dinner, but because he would not have to leave his sister alone in the evening to secretly learn martial arts

"Money? What do you need money for?"

In the future, there will be no need to leave my sister home alone at night

If it weren't for watching his younger sister grow day by day, and fearing that not attending school would lead to delays, Qin Feng probably would not have accepted the kind intentions of Old Master Liu this time either

It should be noted that not long ago, if it weren't for Da Huang's protection, his "home" would have almost been invaded by someone with a mental imbalance, causing Qin Feng to be on edge for several consecutive days

After Qin Feng left, Liu Jiacheng looked at his father and said, "Dad, I see that this child is also someone who values loyalty and affection. Why are you unwilling to take him in as a disciple?"

After the death of his parents, although Qin Feng lived in difficult circumstances, he never forgot his father's words. Over the years, he has scavenged for scraps, helped others harvest crops, and cultivated rice, yet he has never accepted any favors from anyone without earning them.

Seeing Qin Feng's expression, Liu Zimo couldn't help but laugh and said: "Here are 200 yuan. Don't look at me; I don't have that much money to give you. This is from your grandfather; he said you deserve it."

It was an afternoon more than three years ago when Qin Feng returned home with his younger sister after collecting scrap. They were stopped by a group of young boys who jeered at them, calling them the "Scrap Kings".

"Wait a moment, let me think..." Qin Feng seemed to understand a bit, "Are you referring to that glass bottle with something painted inside it?"

When his parents were alive, the phrase Qin Feng heard most often was his father's saying: "Relying on one's own sweat to earn one's own food, depending on heaven and earth and one's parents is not the mark of a true hero"

Grandfather Liu, Master Liu, thank you!

However, the old gentleman was ultimately kind-hearted. He looked at the Qin siblings with pity, and if, by chance, Qin Feng were to face calamity in the future, he wished to help that girl, allowing the Liu family to raise her.

Do you still remember the snuff bottle you gave me

Tomorrow is tomorrow, and today has its own matters to attend to

In 1992, the monthly salary of a railway worker was only about 100 yuan. It was not uncommon to give three to five yuan as a gift for a wedding banquet, and 200 yuan was an amount that Qin Feng had never even considered as a substantial sum.

Liu Zimo said proudly: "Ah Feng, that is a treasure. According to my grandfather, it is a porcelain enamel painting snuff bottle made by 'Gu Yue Xuan'. It might have even been used by Emperor Qianlong in the past"

Thank you, thank you, Grandpa Liu

"Second Brother, there are not many people willing to learn martial arts now. Do not hold onto such narrow-minded views of sectarianism any longer"

After being lectured by his father, Liu Jiacheng was left speechless, as the anecdote recounted by the old man was well-known among everyone in the martial arts community

At that moment, Liu Zimo, who had just been sent to the mainland by his father, appeared. He had been practicing Baji Quan with the old master since childhood, and his skills were far superior to Qin Feng's. After a brief exchange of words, he beat that group of young men into a state of utter disarray.

Is it really that valuable

Upon hearing the old man's words, Qin Feng suddenly stopped, his frail body trembling. He could choose not to accept his help, but if it meant allowing his sister to live a stable life, he was willing to pay any price.

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Zimo, thank you!" Qin Feng turned around and said, "I will take my sister over tomorrow, why are you following me again?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "This child has an unusual bone structure. If he can survive the calamities of fate, he will either become a sage who benefits the world or a hero of chaos in troubled times. However, in my view, the latter is more likely..."

At the time when the Tai Chi master Chen Changxing was teaching at the home of Chen Dehu, Yang felt a deep sense of envy and wished to become a disciple to learn the art. However, on one hand, he was busy with various matters, and on the other, he feared that Chen would not accept him. Although he understood the taboos of the martial world, his eagerness to learn led him to watch the Chen family disciples practice their forms from the sidelines, diligently noting down certain techniques, and practicing them privately when no one was around

What do you understand

"Grandpa Liu, I also have a younger sister," Qin Feng shook his head, declining the old man's kind offer

However, that kind of technique, even the master who taught him the art of face reading back then could not perform. Even if Old Master Liu wanted to help Qin Feng, he did not possess such extraordinary abilities.

As the most favored younger member of the Liu family, Liu Zimo usually presents himself with great decorum in front of his elders. However, in the company of his friends, he appears much more casual. He took an object out of his pocket and handed it over, saying: "Ah Feng, this is for you"

Dad, are we just going to let him go like this

What do you understand? That is called an antique, not something you weigh by the pound like scrap paper

Hearing the old master instruct him to leave, Qin Feng, suppressing his disappointment at failing to become a disciple, deeply bowed to the two and turned to walk out.