Chapter 5

Request for collection and recommendation...

"Master, you're back!"

It wasn't until the sky was dyed with the evening glow and night was about to fall that Wong Fei-hung returned to the Po Chi Lam with a smile on his face. After a day of adjustment and familiarization, Lin Sha, though not perfectly in sync with the original body, managed to achieve an eighty percent compatibility. Seeing Wong Fei-hung, he hurriedly approached and greeted him according to his usual habits.

"En!"

Wong Fei-hung was clearly in a good mood, nodding with a smile without noticing any difference in Lin Sha. He waved his hand and stepped aside, making room for half his body.

"Come, let me introduce you!"

It was then that Lin Sha and Ya Cha Su were surprised to find that behind their master stood a beautiful woman in Western attire, wearing a white Western dress with intricate patterns and a flower-brimmed hat, smiling modestly at them.

Lin Sha's heart skipped a beat, and a familiar name immediately flashed through his mind.

Sure enough, Wong Fei-hung, with a smile in his eyes, introduced her: "This is Aunt Thirteen. She just returned from England with her family today. You will have many opportunities to meet her, so don't be impolite!"

He then turned and introduced Lin Sha and Ya Cha Su to Aunt Thirteen in a gentle and refined manner, succinctly stating that the two young men were his disciples.

"Aunt Thirteen, hello!" After Wong Fei-hung finished the introduction, Lin Sha and Ya Cha Su hurriedly stepped forward to greet her respectfully.

"You too, no need to be so formal!" Aunt Thirteen's delicate face broke into a warm smile, her voice clear and pleasant to the ear. As she approached, a faint, pleasant fragrance wafted through the air.

Lin Sha kept his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, not glancing sideways. He first invited Wong Fei-hung to take the main seat in the hall, then invited the beautifully dressed Aunt Thirteen to the guest seat. He then served tea and water with great attentiveness, while Ya Cha Su clumsily assisted from the side.

No matter what the situation with Ya Cha Su was, Lin Sha had no ulterior motives. Aunt Thirteen was indeed beautiful, and her Western attire was very eye-catching in this era, but it didn't surprise him. He had seen so many beautiful women in the future that he had developed immunity.

Moreover, Aunt Thirteen clearly had an ambiguous relationship with Wong Fei-hung, and he wouldn't be as tactless as Liang Kuan, who later had inappropriate thoughts.

After a while of small talk, the sky outside had darkened. Without Lin Sha having to do anything, Ya Cha Su obediently lit the oil lamps. Although the light was dim, it was sufficient for conversation.

Wong Fei-hung inquired about the situation at Po Chi Lam for the day. Upon learning that everything was fine and there were no unexpected incidents, and after reviewing the cases diagnosed by Lin Sha without any errors, he was very satisfied and praised Lin Sha.

"Master, these few patients need you to visit them personally. I have already noted down their current addresses!"

Lin Sha chuckled and humbly responded, then pointed to the addresses listed on the paper, along with the patients' conditions, his preliminary diagnosis, and treatment plan, looking embarrassed at his master.

"A Sha, you did well. I will visit them one by one tomorrow!"

Wong Fei-hung was very pleased with Lin Sha's meticulousness and did not blame him for being overly cautious.

"Ha ha, as long as Master doesn't blame me, by the way..."

Lin Sha maintained a proper disciple's demeanor but had no fear. He respected Wong Fei-hung, the noble martial arts master of the late Qing dynasty, but he was not blindly devoted. He approached matters with the rationality and pragmatism of a modern person.

Taking advantage of the harmonious atmosphere, he quickly mentioned Liang Kuan's desire to become a disciple to his master.

Wong Fei-hung did not respond immediately, his handsome face showing a look of difficulty. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Let's meet him tomorrow morning. Have him join the militia for training first. We can make a decision after he gets familiar with it."

"Whatever Master decides!"

Lin Sha had no strong reaction to this. Although he found it strange that Liang Kuan's request to become a disciple might not go smoothly, it had nothing to do with him. He had fulfilled his promise to pass on the message.

From Ya Cha Su's words and the memories of the original body, he knew that Po Chi Lam's financial situation was not prosperous. Most of the income went into the bottomless pit of the militia, making life difficult for both the master and the disciples, to the point where they were barely making ends meet.

This was something that puzzled him. Wong Fei-hung was not just the owner of Po Chi Lam and a famous martial artist in Foshan; he was also the chief instructor of the Black Flag Army and the chief coach of the Foshan militia.

The title of the owner of a medical hall was not significant, and the reputation of a famous martial artist in Foshan could only deter petty criminals. However, the two coaching positions were very important.

Especially the position of chief instructor of the Black Flag Army, which was extremely significant.

The Black Flag Army was largely ordered to move to Annam to help the Annam Kingdom resist the French invasion.

Liu Yongfu led the main force of the Black Flag Army and fought fiercely in Annam, causing the French significant losses, making them a thorn in the French side.

Ironically, the court wanted to use Liu Yongfu's Black Flag Army to create trouble for the French while also being wary of this militia force transformed from the Heaven and Earth Society rebels. While most of the Black Flag Army's land forces were sent to Annam, the Black Flag Army's naval forces were disbanded.

As the chief instructor of the Black Flag Army and the chief coach of the Foshan militia, Liu Yongfu, before leaving, entrusted the more than a hundred young men from the disbanded Black Flag Army's naval forces to Wong Fei-hung for resettlement.

Wong Fei-hung, a man of deep feelings and righteousness, immediately arranged for the more than a hundred naval men to join the Foshan militia after the main force of the Black Flag Army left, and they trained together every morning.

It is well known that the militia is not a regular military force under the court but a quasi-military organization formed by local gentry to maintain local peace and deter petty criminals, under the dual leadership of the gentry and the government, with its pay mostly self-funded by the locality.

The Foshan militia, not a giant like the Xiang Army or the Huai Army, provided very little pay to each militiaman, who had to find other ways to earn a living to support their families, living a very hard life.

Therefore, whenever a militiaman's family was truly in difficulty, Wong Fei-hung would provide financial assistance from Po Chi Lam. Over time, with so many people, the situation naturally worsened.

However, in Lin Sha's view, Wong Fei-hung had access to a large amount of resources. Although he was not the head of the militia, his prestige in the militia was such that even the head had to show respect.

According to Lin Sha's thinking, with the support of the Foshan militia, it should not be difficult to earn a large amount of money through proper means.

However, the result was that the militiamen transformed from the Black Flag Army's naval forces lived a hard life, Po Chi Lam was constrained and could not expand its operations, and Wong Fei-hung was constantly worried about funding...

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