Chapter 28 Is it you?

One night passed.

Jiang Cheng didn't sleep well that night.

Maybe I think about it during the day and dream about it at night.

He dreamed more than once that he had a conflict with a few thugs with backgrounds, offended the Wild Wolf Gang, and finally died tragically on the street.

And grandma was also kicked out of the house.

This is just one version, there are worse ones.

So much so that when Jiang Cheng woke up early in the morning, he felt a little sleepy.

"Xiaocheng, did you not sleep well last night?"

The old man had just finished cooking the porridge. Seeing Jiang Cheng's look, he asked with concern.

"good."

Jiang Cheng raised his head and looked at the clock on the wall.

It's past seven o'clock.

I got up, washed and had breakfast. It was already past eight o'clock, just the right time to practice with the short stick for an hour or two before going out to set up a stall on the street.

"If you feel sleepy, just sleep a little longer. Grandma will call you when the time comes."

The old man has pain in his eyes.

Making money from roasting sweet potatoes is indeed hard-earned money.

"It's okay, just wash your face."

Jiang Cheng shook his head.

He would rather skip breakfast and take some time to practice with the short stick.

However, it would take at least a week to master the short stick from proficiency to perfection.

Even if it doesn't take that long, it's unrealistic for him to become an enemy of the entire Wild Wolf Gang after he has mastered the short stick.
Lu Zicheng mentioned it before, saying that the Iron Fist Gang also has several experts who can beat more than a dozen people alone. Even if the Wild Wolf Gang is at a disadvantage, it should have two or three such people.

Not to mention, if they could also take out weapons such as bows and crossbows, or even firearms, and who knows if anyone in the Wild Wolf Gang has practiced secret martial arts?
"It's better to think of a solution in advance."

Jiang Cheng said in his heart.

In a blink of an eye, three hours passed. After saying goodbye to the old man and Mrs. Chen next door, Jiang Cheng pushed the tricycle and walked towards the street.

The scenery in the alley remains the same as before, with not much change.

Arriving at the stall, Jiang Cheng began to roast sweet potatoes skillfully.

When it was halfway through roasting, people gradually gathered around.

"Boss, how long will it take?" someone asked impatiently.

"It will take about twenty minutes."

Jiang Cheng smiled at the other party and said, "Brother, if you have something to do, you can come back later."

"If I come back later, can I still buy it?" The man shook his head.

Hearing this, everyone around started laughing.

"It's mainly because the boss's skill in roasting sweet potatoes is really amazing. It's worth waiting a little longer."

"That's right. I've never eaten such delicious baked sweet potatoes."

Several people spoke to each other one by one.

As time passed, more and more people gathered around, and they kept saying, "I am the first one, the second one."

"smell good."

Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded.

As this voice sounded, the surrounding sounds suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Cheng subconsciously raised his head and saw a slim woman in white training clothes looking at him with a smile.

On the left side of the training suit, there is a painting of a soaring eagle.

"It's you?"

Jiang Cheng was very surprised.

This woman was the one from the Flying Eagle Boxing Gym who came yesterday.

The difference is that yesterday she came with a man, but today, she was alone.

The people around were also afraid of the boxing gym. Even if there was a woman in front of them, they would hide two meters away. Some of the braver ones would secretly glance at the other person's face and figure.

"Boss, you have a good memory. You still remember me."

Bai Wei seemed to be in a good mood. She lowered her head and looked at the roasted sweet potatoes on the bucket. "How long will it take?"

"Almost, just a few minutes."

Jiang Cheng replied.

He didn't expect that the other party would come back a second time.

But when I think about it, it seems to make sense. After all, I am quite good at roasting sweet potatoes.

Logically speaking, street vendors do not welcome people from martial arts schools because they eat without paying.

But the guy in front of me, although he also works in the boxing gym and seems to be a good person, knows that he has to pay for his food, but he likes to cut in line.

"A few minutes, that's fast."

Bai Wei nodded, smiling, "Your roasted sweet potatoes are really delicious. I'll need two later. Twelve yuan, right?"

"Yes."

Jiang Cheng looked at the people around him apologetically.

Fortunately, the people around didn't care. Maybe they were all distracted and didn't notice Jiang Cheng.

A minute or two passed.

An idea suddenly popped up in Jiang Cheng's mind.

He looked at the woman in front of him, took a deep breath, and asked, "Beautiful lady, are you from the Flying Eagle Boxing Gym?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Bai Wei blinked.

"I would like to ask you, beautiful lady, how much does it cost to enter your boxing gym to learn self-defense?"

Upon hearing this, the people around looked at Jiang Cheng in surprise.

This guy wants to go to a boxing gym to learn Kung Fu?
No way? It costs a lot to go to a boxing gym to learn kung fu.

The key is that this thing needs accumulation over time before you can see the effect, so the cost will be even greater.

"Oh? Are you interested in the boxing techniques in our gym?"

Bai Wei showed a look of surprise on her face. She looked at Jiang Cheng, then looked at the shabby tricycle in front of him.

Those who come to the gym to learn Kung Fu come from families whose economic conditions are much better than those of most people in the slums.

Just like the merchants who open shops on both sides of the street, this type of people is the most numerous. Of course, they are not just here to learn Kung Fu.

There will also be gang elites and some wealthy people.

The man in front of him was just a street vendor. Learning Kung Fu takes a long time, and the expense was probably not something he could afford.

"Ugh!"

Jiang Cheng sighed and said, "Everyone knows the situation in the slums. Every time I go back home at night, I am always nervous when I pass the corner, for fear of running into those thugs. But I still run into them many times, and all the money I have is robbed."

Hearing this, the faces of many people around them darkened, and some people echoed in a low voice, but did not dare to say more.

Because who knows if there are any members of the Wild Wolf Gang around? What if I hear their complaints and want to settle the score with them?
I can only be angry but not speak out.

Bai Wei also sighed softly.

She was naturally aware of the situation in the slums and had once been passionate about ridding the people of the evil. However, she later realized that the issues were too complicated and could not be changed by just one or two boxing gyms.

"Do you want to learn one or two self-defense skills, so that when you meet those thugs again, you can fight them off, not only without losing money, but also get revenge?"

she asked.

"Yes."

Jiang Cheng nodded repeatedly.

But he thought in his heart, of course it's not that simple. Those small thugs are a piece of cake for him. The really difficult ones are those with backgrounds.

But you have to ask questions one by one.

Wait until you are almost done, then ask the question you most want to ask.

What he didn't expect was that Bai Wei actually took the initiative to speak it out.

(End of this chapter)

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