"Want to learn these two football skills?" Mala looked at Ronal and asked.

The two Ronal brothers were overjoyed. They didn't expect that Mara would agree and salute together respectfully and say yes together.

Mara glared at the two of them and scolded, "Why, why haven't you become a disciple?"

The two couldn't help but be overjoyed. Although this master was young, he was willing to teach.

"Master is here, please accept a bow from my disciple." The Ronal brothers respectfully kowtowed their heads three times.

Luo Desheng couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that Mara would be willing to accept his two sons as his disciples.

Luo Desheng thought about it and asked Tang Deqi a little worriedly: "My son obviously competed with Polo in the past, why did he still accept it?"

"It is a good thing that Polo Head is willing to take your son, and others don't have this blessing yet." Tang Deqi sighed.

He also has two sons who are similar to Ronald and likes Cuju, but his skills are far from the Ronaldo brothers.

How could your son be compared to my son, Lotshen thought proudly.

But he was quickly replaced by another idea, frowned and asked Tang Deqi: "Will coach Ma accept my son without any effort?"

After all, his son is only five years older than Mala, and he is very likely to steal the master's job.

Isn’t there a saying that teaches disciples to starve the teacher to death?

"It is indeed possible." Tang Deqi's words made Luo Desheng feel frustrated. Your son is not outstanding, so would he attack my son because of this?

Looking at Luo Desheng's uncomfortable expression, Tang Deqi couldn't bear to continue to attack his old friend, and the topic changed: "I heard that Polo Head is a disciple of the little saint, probably not."

Luo Desheng was still a little worried, so he came to Lin Rufeng and bowed, congratulating: "Congratulations to Shunfeng Team for winning the game, and congratulations to coach Lin for accepting his disciples."

If his son did not become a disciple, he would feel very uncomfortable, but at this time his son became a disciple, his mood improved greatly.

"Happy together, happy together." Lin Rufeng heard Luo Desheng's sincere tone and hurriedly returned the greeting.

After the two of them were polite, Luo Desheng changed the topic and asked, "Why does Tutor Ma want to accept the dog's son as his apprentice?"

"The inverted golden hook and banana ball are not something that ordinary people can learn. Qualification and fate are very important." Lin Rufeng explained, "Luo Qiutou's two sons have good qualifications."

Hearing Lin Rufeng's words, Luo Desheng felt relieved.

In fact, Lin Rufeng still didn't say something, and he felt a little embarrassed.

Zhaojiazhuang not only has one team, Shunfeng Team, but also another team, which is Erlang Shen Team.

Unlike the county-level team of Shunfeng Team, Erlang Shen Team is a combination of four teams from Jiading and Chengdu, and its overall strength is above Shunfeng Team.

Since they are all teams under Zhaojiazhuang, there must be competition, which is inevitable.

The last time the Shunfeng team was able to win in Jiading was because Zhao Ping participated.

Now that Zhao Ping is not involved, they have no idea about meeting Erlang Shen Team again.

With two talented boys, Ronaldo, the Shunfeng team will never let it go.

Mara thought further. The two football skills in the world, including his master Zhao Ping, were only slapped by one.

There are at least thousands of Cuju teams in the Song Dynasty.

If a few people who can hang upside down the golden hook and banana balls are placed in the entire Song Dynasty, they will not be able to splash out any waves.

What's more, it takes extremely high talent to learn these two kinds of football skills. His two cousins ​​and cousins ​​have not yet learned it.

After watching the Cuju competition, Tang Zu looked at Tang Dexin, Tang Deping, and Tang Deqiu while drinking tea.

Seeing the depressed look of the three of them, he pondered for a while and asked, "What do you think about Cuju today?"

"The strength of Shunfeng Team is far greater than that of Shijia Team. No matter how hard the Shijia Team works, it will not be able to catch up." Tang Deqi looked depressed.

Two geniuses have cramps, and two retired previous generations of football heads have returned to their old careers, but they still failed. No wonder he is the most uncomfortable.

"Pingzhi, Xingzhi (Tang Dexin's character)", Tang Zucai nodded, turned to look at Tang Dexin and Tang Deping, and questioned the two of them.

"Weng Weng, today Cuju is the warning from the Yanshi to the Shijia Yanfang." Tang Dexin thought for a while and expressed his opinion, "The Shijia Yanfang made Yanshi a little dissatisfied."

Tang Deping expressed his thoughts. "Weng Weng, the Yansi will never take care of the Shijia Salt Mine again."

"You and the other three are right, but not all." Tang Zucai looked at Tang Deping and Tang Dexin with relief.

The three of them looked at Tang Zucai in a little puzzled manner, hoping to get the answer from them.

Tang Zucai looked at the three of them and said, "Although the Yanshi used to distribute the salt mines evenly, he still tried his best to take care of the aristocratic salt shops. Now the Yanshi shows through Cuju that they will no longer consider the feelings of the aristocratic family."

He sighed a little at the heart of Tang Deqi, but thought that he was the coach after all, and lacked the sensitivity of the officialdom.

Tang Deping and the others often deal with the government, especially the Salt Corporation, and they have a deeper understanding of Cuju Ding Salt Mine.

"Weng Weng, what should I do with the Tang family? What should I do with the aristocratic family?" Tang Deping couldn't help but ask in a daze.

Losing this game of Cuju and losing the power of salt mining, Tang Deping felt as if he was burned in public.

As Yanfang's production management gradually became on track, the functions of the security team gradually withdrew from Yanfang according to Zhao Ping's plan.

The security team has changed from the past to the supervision, only focusing on the quality of snow salt, it is to focus on the big and let the small.

Tang Deping also rose and became the de facto shopkeeper of the Salt Floor.

Logically speaking, he should be happy.

But he was not only unhappy, but also extremely painful.

When he was at his highest prestige, he was when he led his men to compete with the Yunjia Yanfang.

He led the way, not afraid of being broken, and finally won the power of mining from the Yunjia Salt Mine.

But now the loss of the aristocratic family Cuju team is bound to win the game, which makes him fall down.

These aristocratic families are willing to follow him because he can give the children of the aristocratic families a way out.

Now that the salt mine has lost, where can the aristocratic family find their way?

These people live in Jingyan and regard themselves as Jingyan. They always think that they are the landlords here.

Their aristocratic family is even more of the land among the landlords. Jingyan's one acre of three-part land is kept by their aristocratic family, and even the magistrate may not count.

They regarded Jingyan and salt mines as the private property of the aristocratic family, and regarded the Yun family in Wushan as an alien thief, so they dared to blatantly attack the Yun family through various means.

But with the arrival of the Yanshi, they understood who was the owner of the one-acre and three-point land here.

This has changed the rules of the game and changed the salt mine from the previous equal distribution to the Cuju competition method.

In just one game, the family lost the high-quality salt mine that they thought should belong to them.

Tang Zucai did not answer Tang Deping’s question, but took a sip of tea and said lightly: “You are the shopkeeper, you should consider this question.”

Tang Deping thought for a long time but didn't think of a way.

He felt that the aristocratic family had been abandoned by the Yansi, like an abandoned wife by an official.

"Weng Weng, grandson has limited abilities and does not want to be this shopkeeper." Tang Deping suddenly looked up and looked at Tang Zu with a frustrated face and asked, "The grandson wants to resign from this shopkeeper."

"Papa,papa,papa," Tang Deping's face rang out two loud slaps, and two red slaps on both sides of his face were suddenly seen.

Tang Zu was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He pointed at Tang Deping, and his chest was undulating and asked, "You have this attitude. Can you be worthy of the right training of the family?"

Speaking of this, he shook his body and almost fell down, and hurriedly held the desk.

Tang Dexin hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man and glared at Tang Deping.

If the old man had an accident because of this, Tang Dexin would definitely have the intention to kill him.

Tang Deping also knew that he had made a big mistake, so he hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed, and said, "The grandson is wrong, the grandson is wrong, and the grandson will think of a solution immediately."

Tang Zu slowly found a chair and sat down, and a maid brought ginseng tea.

Tang Zucai took a sip of ginseng and Poria with a spoon, looked at Tang Deping, and saw his sad face.

Tang Deping is less than thirty and has not experienced this situation yet. You can imagine the pressure in his heart.

But can I help you once, and can I help you the second time?

"There is a solution, please think about it carefully." Tang Zucai glared at Tang Deping and urged him to say.

Tang Deping thought about it, but finally shook his head.

"The Tang family is the boss of the Jingyan family. No matter how difficult it is, they must hold on to support it." Tang Zu took another sip of ginseng tea, then slowly got up, and looked at Tang Deping and said.

Tang Deping nodded. Now he has understood what the boss is, because he is the boss of the aristocratic salt shop and he will not even resign.

"Since this Cuju was proposed by Yansi, there must be a future." After all, it was the successor he chose, so Tang Zu decided to help him with the last one, so he gave a little reminder.

Tang Dexin couldn't help but feel sad. The old man said he wouldn't help him, but in the end he would still help him. Why did he suffer?

Hearing this, Tang Deping suddenly felt his mind being opened and he couldn't help but realize it.

Since the Yansi asked the family to set up a salt shop here, they would never let them fall down.

Where is the answer lies naturally with the Yanshi.

Tang Deping came to Yu Moyan's house with a gift.

Jingyanshijia Yanfang is also his subordinate, so Yumoyan naturally received warmly.

The two of them had a casual conversation, and then Tang Deping unconsciously led the topic to this Cuju competition.

Tang Deping admitted that Jingyan's Cuju's level is far from that of Zhaojiazhuang Cuju, and begged Yumoyan to help the aristocratic family figure out a way.

Tang Deping bowed and said sincerely: "Officer Yu Tui, you are the boss of Yanfang, and you don't want the aristocratic Yanfang to go bankrupt like this."

Now that the Shijia team has lost, it just happens to play the tragic card.

"Of course, Yansi hopes that all Yanfang will develop." Yu Qishi nodded, affirming his statement.

When Tang Deping heard Yu Moyan affirm his thoughts, he was overjoyed. It seemed that the old man was indeed not wrong. Since you said this, it would be just right.
Chapter completed!