Chapter 757 Qiu Xian
"Apart from..."
Zhao Dahu withdrew his gaze and looked at my grandpa. When he saw that my grandpa was also looking at him, he couldn't help but hiccup. After the hiccup, Zhao Dahu felt embarrassed and smiled awkwardly at my grandpa.
"You're full, hiccup, you have a good stomach."
When my grandfather saw that Zhao Dahu was so interesting, he smiled and offered him a way out, which was considered a good-natured joke.
"Haha, I haven't eaten like this for a long time."
Zhao Dahu was in a particularly good mood because he was full. When my grandfather said that his intestines and stomach were good, he touched his head and smiled happily. But after he finished speaking, he thought of the time when he was poor, so his eyes were filled with tears. His eyes flashed.
"Oh, you are the only one in this restaurant, how can anyone else deny you enough food?"
My grandfather looked at Zhao Dahu the whole time, and naturally saw the glint in Zhao Dahu’s eyes. It was also because he was full. My grandfather was in a good mood, so he relaxed and had the desire to talk, so he asked casually. One sentence.
"It has nothing to do with whether we have enough to eat or not. I used to carry goods here and did manual labor. After unloading the goods for my employer and loading new goods, we brothers would go to the roadside to have a full meal. In one meal, the food may not be very good, but the life will be solid and the food will be comfortable.”
Zhao Dahu raised his head to look at my grandfather, his eyes flickered dully, and he was silent for a moment. He felt that my grandfather would not stay in Shanhaiguan forever, so he lost his scruples and started talking about his poor days in the past.
"what about now?"
My grandfather also has experience in society, so he naturally knows what the job of carrying goods is. He is a low-level manual laborer. He can't save much money after working for a day, which is just enough for food and clothing. I really don't understand. The owner of a big hotel also had a troubled past, so this also aroused my grandfather's interest in chatting.
"Now that we are eating well, we are not living a secure life. Many times we feel that this life is not ours and we can throw it away. So even if we eat steak and drink red wine, it still tastes the same."
After Zhao Dahu finished speaking, he sat back on the chair. When he heard my grandfather ask him how he was doing now, he smiled helplessly, raised his head back, touched his short hair back and forth, squinted his eyes, and looked at My grandfather spoke in a very indifferent voice and spoke helplessly.
"Haha, that's why the old man said that ignorance is bliss. All kinds of troubles start with literacy. You have been exposed to it more, and you know how dangerous this world is. You don't have the ability to be dangerous at a low level, so you are afraid in your heart."
My grandfather looked at Zhao Dahu and heard that he was talking nonsense. He laughed and started to express some feelings and thoughts.
"Yes, I'm scared. Your follower can hold me down with one hand. When I used to carry goods, I could carry four hundred kilograms and run away. Now that I'm practicing martial arts, I can even punch me. I can kill a cow, but I am no match for my followers. Do you think I am afraid of you?"
When Zhao Dahu heard what my grandfather said, he felt scared. He sat up, leaned forward, and put his hands on the table. When talking to my grandfather, he looked at everyone in the Yue family, especially when he saw Lao Ba still holding his big brother. When Wan was eating Braised Noodles, he felt a little envious. From the perspective of martial arts practitioners, being able to eat is a sign of strength, which is proof of good physical fitness.
"That's not called martial arts training, it's just the moves you're practicing, which is different from practicing martial arts."
My grandpa turned to look at Lao Ba, and shook his head at Zhao Dahu. When Zhao Dahu came out a few days ago, my grandpa and the others saw Zhao Dahu’s real background. He was just an ordinary person who had practiced both hands, not a warrior. Now Hearing Zhao Dahu compare himself with Lao Ba, my grandfather also pointed out the difference between Zhao Dahu and Lao Ba. After all, Lao Ba was also trained by my great-grandfather. They are both warriors who practice Yue Family Boxing, and they are far beyond what Zhao Dahu can compare with. .
"How do you say this?"
Although Zhao Dahu knows about shamanism and is also a member of Shanhai, a peripheral organization of the eight elders of shamanism, he really doesn't know the difference between warriors and martial arts practitioners. Aren't they all practicing traditional martial arts?
"For the sake of this meal, let me tell you."
My grandpa looked at Zhao Dahu and felt that Zhao Dahu might really not know. Then he thought about how this delicacy of braised noodles is not cheap. Although the braised noodles are not very particular, in this environment, he is trying his best. Don’t worry about others. What was Zhao Dahu's purpose? The Yue family also ate the meal invited by others, so naturally they had to pay something.
"That's good, I'm all ears."
Zhao Dahu also wanted to know how these people in the mysterious world defined warriors, and why they said he was practicing martial arts. He sat upright and waited for my grandfather to tell him the secrets here.
"Martial arts training is a systematic and hierarchical practice. It mainly focuses on body training and body training. When you have some achievements, there are also supporting advanced weapons. But the moves are not the same. The moves are just a few moves. There is no good progression system separated from these systems, which means there is no future for practice.”
My grandfather did not hesitate. This information about warriors is not a secret in the mysterious world. Anyone who practices physical education basically knows it. Many people in shamanism also know it. It is considered basic common sense in the mysterious world. My grandfather also knows it. Just give Zhao Dahu some popular science.
"Can you elaborate?"
Zhao Dahu originally climbed up from the bottom. He is a brave and ruthless person who does life-threatening things. The good thing is that he licks blood from the edge of a knife. The bad thing is that he is treated like a dog. He is also doing dirty work. Now he is even more so. Shamanism is like a dog. Shamanism people will not tell him this news. This is the first time he has heard about something systematic about martial arts training. Zhao Dahu's eyes were a little red. He looked at my grandfather, hoping that my grandfather could tell him in detail.
"Let me give you an example, let's talk about practicing boxing, Bagua Zhang, Tai Chi, Bajiquan, you know."
My grandfather looked at Zhao Dahu and saw the desire for knowledge in Zhao Dahu's eyes. He understood that this was really the first time that Zhao Dahu had heard someone say this. After thinking about it for a while, he planned to tell Zhao Dahu as money for this meal.
"I know. I've asked many martial arts practitioners for advice, but none of them have any skills. They're all just showy."
When Zhao Dahu heard about Baguazhang, Tai Chi, and Bajiquan, he knew all these boxing techniques. Moreover, he had fought against these boxing practitioners and had planned to learn boxing from them. However, these people were of no use. If he couldn't beat him, and a master couldn't beat his apprentice, who would want to learn from him, so Zhao Dahu always beat people up and then left with a few curses, because he felt that he looked down on these showmen who practiced boxing.
"That's because the Dharma is not being rectified."
As soon as my grandfather heard Zhao Dahu say that those people were showmen, and he could see that Zhao Dahu looked down on those who practiced boxing at all, he understood that these people who practiced boxing were not allowed to be true disciples. After all, there were only a few true practitioners of martial arts, but They have to make money and eat, and practicing boxing is very expensive. The poor in culture and the rich in martial arts are not just talk, and recruiting apprentices is the main source of money for these people. Therefore, many boxing practitioners are just showmen who cannot truly teach the true method.
