"Chuchu, have you been drinking?"
Jiang Li sat next to Chuchu, a little surprised.
"Sir, I just drank three sips!"
Chuchu stretched out three fingers and said aggrievedly: "I was very thirsty just now. I wanted a pot of hot tea to quench my thirst, but the restaurant only sells wine and no tea.
"Those old men drank like water. I also tried to order a bowl. I didn't expect it to be so spicy. I wanted to go out to buy water, but I was afraid that the young master would not find me, so I followed the example of those old men. Ordered a plate of peanuts!”
"Then how did you drink the other two sips!" Jiang Li couldn't help laughing.
"I listened to the grandfathers telling stories about killing enemies at the border when they were young. I felt so proud and happy, so I took two more sips!"
The little girl lowered her head and said calmly: "Master, please don't laugh at Chuchu."
"What does this young master want to eat?"
An old man in commoner clothes with gray hair came over to greet him. He was tall, and although he was over seventy years old, his steps were steady and strong. There were many scars left by the fire on his vicissitudes of life.
"Old man, what do you sell in this restaurant?" Jiang Li asked.
"The pot contains well-cooked and fine mutton. If you are too tired of it, there are also some seasonal vegetables. There is only one kind of wine. The Shao Daozi from Longxi is delicious and spicy. If you are not used to it, you can go to Xiaoyulou next door. The dishes are delicious. It’s more refined and the wine is softer!”
The fire-scarred old man's voice had a strong frontier accent, and he spoke straightforwardly.
"A pot of water to boil mutton, a pot of hot wine, and the old man can arrange two plates of seasonal vegetables!" Jiang Li said.
He finally understood why this restaurant, located on a ten-mile street, was still deserted.
Such a simple and simple dish is much richer than this, not to mention on this prosperous ten-mile long street, or even at the inn on Guan Road outside the city.
During the years that Jiang Li was in the Hou Mansion, he and Chuchu could only eat meat during festivals, so he didn't mind it.
"Master, wait a moment."
The old man with the fire scar was slightly surprised. He did not expect that the young disciple of the Hou family in front of him would choose to stay.
However, he didn't say much. After a while, a large basin of boiled mutton, a pot of roasting knives and two plates of seasonal vegetables were served.
The mutton is well cooked, and only some seasonings such as Sichuan peppercorns and star anise are added to remove the mutton and enhance the freshness, retaining the original taste of the mutton.
The two plates of seasonal vegetables are quite simple, but the ingredients are fresh and refreshing.
Jiang Li ate big mouthfuls of meat and drank big bowls of wine, feeling contented.
The wine was very spicy, and when it entered my stomach, it was like a stream of heat, and my throat and esophagus felt a burning pain.
"Ahem, it's so spicy, so spicy."
When Chuchu saw Jiang Li eating meat and drinking wine, he started to imitate it in a decent manner. As a result, he burst into tears and ate vegetables like crazy, which made the diners on the side laugh.
In addition to Jiang Li and Chuchu's table, there were five or six tables of guests in the lobby, all of whom were very old. Except for one or two who were wearing brocade robes, most of them were in civilian attire of coarse shorts.
Although these people have different looks and figures, they all have a heroic, iron-clad and chilling style that has been tempered by wind and snow for a long time.
"This is what a noble disciple of my great Zhou Dynasty should look like!"
A thin but energetic one-armed old man slapped the table: "Shengjing is the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, where the heroic spirit of the country gathers. But look at the disciples of the noble families in Shengjing City. They are all well-dressed, well-educated, and elegant. During the day, I only know how to recite poems, compose poems, and moan without any illness. How can I protect my territory in the Great Zhou Dynasty if I go on like this!"
"The hinterland of the Great Zhou Dynasty has enjoyed peace for a long time. In recent years, the imperial court has also shown signs of emphasizing civility over military power. Among all the nine states in the world, we, the Great Zhou Dynasty, enjoy the richest land. The surrounding wolves are watching with eager eyes, wishing that everyone would come forward and tear them apart!" Another A burly red-haired old man drank hard liquor and worried about his country and his people.
"This year Beimang is approaching, and the emperor sent Xin Yonghou to lead the troops to fight against the enemy. I really want to go with him. In this place of luxury and pleasure, my bones are almost broken on the bodies of my three aunts at home. I have no strength at all. Vent everywhere!”
A fat old man dressed in brocade clothes and with various gemstone rings on his hands dropped the sheep bones in his hand, walked to the center of the lobby, took a stance, and punched several times.
Although his fist speed was very slow, he felt like he was lifting a heavy weight with ease. He suddenly exerted force when his fists returned, and the clothes on his body suddenly stood up, making a loud bang bang sound.
"Taizu Changquan!"
Jiang Li's eyes lit up. He had been practicing Taizu Changquan hard in the past few days. Although the heat was very light, he had already gained some insight.
The old man in jinyi moves his fists through steps, his steps are light and flexible, but his fists are bold and unrestrained, and the momentum is surging, like a rushing river, showing his profound boxing attainments.
Comparing the two, Jiang Li felt that his Taizu Changquan was just like a child playing house.
"Hahaha, old man Zhao, with your skills, you should leave your newly married third-bedroom wife to me to take care of her!"
The burly old man laughed loudly. He also stood up from the bench, walked to the center of the hall, and directly started to pound his waist and ribs. Although it was also Taizu Changquan, it had a different look.
His punches are as fast as thunder, his hands and steps are connected, up and down, and his momentum is like the wind, with the potential to destroy everything.
"The majestic Grand Ancestor Chang Fist, how come you guys beat me up so hard that you girls scream!"
The one-armed old man also jumped out. His figure was as nimble as a civet cat. Although he held a fist with one hand, he truly demonstrated Taizu Changquan's cat-like body and lightning-like movements. His boxing skills were even better than those of the two. superior.
"Brother Zhu's boxing skills are still so domineering!"
"Although Mr. Qian's arm was broken by Japanese bandits, he has not lost his skills over the years. Instead, he has improved a lot!"
The old men at the other tables first cheered and applauded, and then they couldn't bear the itch anymore, so they all walked out of the venue and started fighting together.
The small restaurant lobby seemed to have become a battlefield for martial arts performances.
"The boxing techniques used by these old people are all Taizu Changquan, but the boxing movements and artistic conception are completely different. Each has its own merits. Without exception, they all have profound attainments!" Jiang Li couldn't help but stand up.
The Taizu Changquan he mastered came from the boxing records collected from Tieba and Tiejiu.
The previous practice was just copying a cat and doing things behind closed doors.
But at this moment, all the veterans were performing in front of him at the same time, as if they were taught by many experienced masters.
Jiang Li watched extremely carefully and gradually began to imitate, constantly correcting the deviations in his practice based on the movements and skills of the veterans.
Deep in his mind, the mysterious bone that had been floating in the altar suddenly emitted a white light, and many fuzzy little people appeared in the transparent bones.
They jumped around and performed movements such as challenging, cutting, blocking, sealing, closing, wrapping, sweeping, kicking, etc. They were also imitating the Taizu Changquan of the old soldiers.
Jiang Li was concentrating and did not notice the changes in the mysterious bones in his mind.
He felt as if he had suddenly become enlightened, and as if the movements of the veterans in his sight suddenly slowed down.
He can understand and master all kinds of boxing movements ten times and a hundred times faster.
"What a young man. Although his body is thin and his bones are thin, his enlightenment is very high!"
"Young man, please remember the key points, assess the situation and observe carefully. When you are weak, rush straight into the middle door. When you are strong, avoid the attack and move around to hammer!"
"No, no, young man, your punch missed the target!"
Jiang Li's movements became louder and louder, and the veterans who were performing martial arts in the middle of the hall also noticed Jiang Li.
Although the young man has a weak foundation and seems to have never practiced martial arts, he is fully focused and extremely attentive.
The energetic appearance made the old soldiers seem to see the tiger-like appearance of the younger generation in Dazhou.
They gradually came closer, surrounding Jiang Li in the center, and kept walking around him, using their boxing skills while constantly correcting Jiang Li's body movements.
In the lobby on the first floor of Yumen Restaurant, a strange scene soon appeared.
The old soldiers moved around the young man, as if the sunset that was about to go out was surrounding a new rising sun.
In the tavern, the old soldier is as determined as a tree, and the young man is as high-spirited as a tiger!
