Chapter Forty-two Mixed Characters

  Previously, as a top ace special soldier, it did not mean that Zhao Ji had no culture. On the contrary, his attainments in national studies were not low, and he recognized many traditional Chinese characters, some ancient seal characters, and a few pictograms.

  After flipping through a dozen or so pages, Zhao Ji discovered that he could recognize seventy to eighty percent of the characters on it. With some guessing and fumbling, he was basically able to understand the content recorded in the book.

  Just because of this, Zhao Ji got a good news that the basic application of the eighteen kinds of weapons is not a fake martial arts secret book. Although what's recorded on it are some basic things, there is still some learning and reference value.

  He looked at another two pages, Zhao Ji was somewhat unbearable, used to Simplified Chinese characters, looking at this kind of Traditional Chinese characters, ancient seal script and logograms mixed book, it's still quite painful.

  Endure the pain and continue reading, get familiar with the characters here as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very inconvenient later.

  After spending a lot of time, Zhao Ji finally roughly browsed through this thick book, except for knowing what was written on the book, he also distinguished between recognizable and unrecognizable characters.

  "Is Brother Zhao in? I've come to visit."

  Just as Zhao Jihe was about to submit his book, a shout came from outside the door.

  "Zeng's older brother has arrived, come on in."

  He put down his book and stood up, walking out while answering.

  Also coming with Zeng Yu was Zeng Da Zhuang. At noon, Zeng Yu had already said that he would come over in the afternoon. His intention, Zhao Ji also guessed a few points.

  In the hall, several people took their seats one after another. Zhao Ji was the first to speak up and said: "Zeng older brother, at noon you gave me a call and told me that you would come over in the afternoon. You made it sound so serious, there must be something important."

  "Not bad, indeed it is an extremely important matter."

  Zeng Yu's face was serious and solemn as he spoke.

  Zeng Yu said up to here, paused for a moment, his eyes cast towards Zhao Ji, but saw that he had no intention of responding, and instead maintained an attentive posture.

  "Zhao brothers, this matter, Da Zhuang should have told you about it. I want you to teach the villagers martial arts, especially those half-grown kids."

  With a pause between each word, Zeng reluctantly said: "I know this is putting you in a difficult position, but I still hope you can agree. If you do, everyone in the village will regard you as a benefactor and obey your every command. Moreover, my position as village head can also be handed over to you."

  As for this matter, Zeng Yu really attached great importance to it, fearing that Zhao Ji would not agree. In one sentence, he said all the chips he could take out, and then looked at Zhao Ji with expectant eyes.

  "Hehe, Zeng Lao doesn't need to be anxious or pay any price. After considering it, I can agree to teach everyone martial arts."

  Zeng Yi's face was serious and his complexion was heavy, as if it were about to snow. Zhao Ji smiled lightly and said in a light tone.

  Since he raised this question two days ago, Zhao Ji has been thinking about how to solve it. After some deliberation, he finally had an answer.

  "What? You promised!"

  Her eyes widened into perfect circles, like rounded pearls, expressing a face of surprise, unexpectedness and delight, saying incredulously.

  "Alright, I've agreed in principle, but if you want to learn martial arts under me, you must follow my rules. What do you think, Brother Zeng?"

  Zhao Ji smiled slightly and said.

  "No problem, as long as you're willing to teach, any conditions and rules are fine."

  Zeng Yuexi nodded in agreement, without any sign of objection or hesitation, and directly agreed.

  "Alright, since Old Zeng has agreed, starting from tomorrow, I'll have the village children come here and I'll set up a school. Adults who are interested can also come to listen in."

  With satisfaction and joy, Zeng Yu and Zeng Dazhuang left Zhao Ji's place with great enthusiasm, going separately to inform the villagers of this good news.

  Secondly, before dawn, Zhao Ji's house was already crowded with people. The old and young, men and women from the village had almost all arrived here.

  He knew that what he had promised yesterday would probably cause a fierce storm in the village, and today those parents who wanted their children to learn martial arts should have arrived early, but it was still unexpected for Zhao Ji to come so early.

  "Zeng, you've come too early, I haven't had breakfast yet. The school hasn't started yet and it's still early, you guys probably haven't eaten either. Why don't you go back and eat first, then come over later?"

  Looking at Zeng Yu standing in front of everyone, Zhao Ji smiled wryly and persuaded him.

  "No need, no need, you haven't had breakfast yet, I just so happened to bring some for you. Although it's not very sumptuous, just make do with it."

  As he spoke, Zeng Yu handed the bamboo basket in his hand to Zhao Ji.

  Looking at Zeng Yu's determined appearance, Zhao Ji knew that he couldn't not accept it. He had given the next generation of Zengjia Village a chance to stand out, and Zeng Yu was very grateful, wanting to make some repayment.

  Open the bamboo basket, inside are some bowls of food, two bowls of porridge and a bowl of salted vegetables, indeed some ordinary meals, but that one bowl of chicken pieces, obviously was prepared with care.

  "Zhao brothers, I have also prepared breakfast for you here, you can eat too."

  At this time, Zeng Dazhuang also came over to join in the fun.

  "I've also prepared breakfast."

  "I've also prepared here."

  "Mine too."

  ……

  Several villagers rushed up, each holding a bamboo basket in their hands, containing the breakfast they had prepared for Zhao Jing.

  These villagers all have children at home and want their own children to learn martial arts, so they can make a name for themselves in the future. If they don't show some respect to the teacher now, when will they?

  "Alright, alright, I'll take them all, thank you fellow villagers."

  Originally, Zhao Ji wanted to decline, but the villagers were resolute and refused to give up. With Zeng Yu and Zeng Dazhuang persuading him on the side, Zhao Ji had no choice but to accept everyone's kindness.

  Looking at the several bamboo baskets placed in front of him, Zhao Ji felt even more helpless. There were so many breakfast dishes, and although he had a large appetite, he couldn't finish them all.

  "There's so much breakfast, how can we finish it all? Ah, I know, let's call Brother Ding and the others to come and eat together, no need to cook lunch."

  In a flash of inspiration, Zhao Ji thought of a way to solve all breakfast problems and secretly felt pleased with himself.

  "By the way, Zeng and Da Zhuang, have you guys had breakfast? If not, let's eat together."

  "We've all eaten already, don't worry about it, just enjoy your breakfast freely, we're still waiting for you to open the school."

  Zeng Yu said somewhat anxiously.