Early the next morning after New Year's Eve, Mr. Wu woke up to the sound of roosters crowing.
Hangzhou is quieter than expected at this time, and there are not many pedestrians on the streets. After all, these are the few free days left at the end of the year.
At his age, the quality of his sleep was far from enough. He washed his face with cold water to suppress his physical and mental fatigue.
When Mr. Wu changed his clothes and was about to go out of the house, he immediately smelled the fragrant fragrance, which seemed to come from the house next door.
"Qin Bai, this kid is serious..."
He felt that it was Qin Bai who was getting up early to cook. He was also so sensible when he stayed in a private school more than ten years ago.
Mr. Wu couldn't help stroking his beard with joy and walked quickly towards the next door. What he saw in front of him destroyed his world view in the first half of his life.
A panda with a plate in his hand was preparing breakfast, while in the yard not far away, an old ape was cleaning dead leaves with a broom.
Even the donkeys used their mouths to pull out the weeds in the soil. In a short period of time, the private school had a completely new look.
"this………"
Mr. Wu was stunned and didn't know what to say. Could it be that the wild beasts are so smart these days?
Immediately, he was invited into the house by Panda. On the table was simple rice porridge, pickles, and fried dough sticks freshly fried by Panda.
The fried dough sticks may look average in craftsmanship, but the ingredients should be good and exude a tangy fragrance.
"Where is Mr. Qin Baibai?" Mr. Wu couldn't help but ask. He immediately reacted and shook his head with a wry smile. What's the difference between this and talking to himself?
They are just some wild beasts, how can they be the same as human intelligence...
Then something unexpected happened. The old ape danced and gestured, and as if to express himself more clearly, several beasts took turns performing skits.
The general meaning is that Qin Bai went out early in the morning and asked them to take care of Mr. Wu.
It took a long time for Mr. Wu to reluctantly accept this setting. He sat at a loss and the old ape quickly filled a bowl of rice porridge.
Then the pandas looked at Mr. Wu eagerly, making the latter feel a little embarrassed, and he asked tentatively.
"How about eating something together?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old ape took out the pots and pans from somewhere and distributed the rice porridge very efficiently, but still left most of it to Mr. Wu.
Then they drank it down, as if it were some kind of delicacy.
Mr. Wu was stunned for a moment, and then he tried to pick up a chopstick of pickles. As soon as he put it in his mouth, he felt the umami taste explode on the tip of his tongue.
He took a closer look and saw that these were not pickles. They were clearly made from delicacies from the mountains and seas that were cut into cubes and then stir-fried.
There is also a mystery in the rice porridge. Each grain of rice is hollow and stuffed with meat filling. It is soft and glutinous and melts in the mouth. The aroma of meat is mixed with the rice porridge, which enhances the taste several times.
Mr. Wu set his sights on the last few ugly-looking fried dough sticks and took a bite with anticipation.
It was indeed an ordinary fried dough stick, and it was also mushy.
After eating this breakfast for half an hour, Mr. Wu felt that his whole body was filled with heat, and his body that was originally a little cold suddenly felt much better.
Several beasts were even more fed and drunk. They absorbed the nutrients in the dishes and replenished their own Qi and blood.
Qin Bai, who was on the street at this time, also noticed.
The system's prompt sounded. In addition to Mr. Wu's satisfaction, the donkey and several beasts also appeared at the same time, indicating that they had not missed this meal.
But seeing the points being recorded, I realized that my work was not in vain when I woke up early in the morning.
Qin Bai walked around the city. He visited all the medicine shops, but unfortunately he didn't gain anything.
He also asked the apprentices who were taking medicine if they recognized a person named Xu Xian or Xu Xuan, but they both said they had never heard of them.
Qin Bai went to the private school again. It was not yet time to start school. There was only one teacher there. He could only ask in the name of a visit, but he could not find Xu Xian.
There was even a teacher who was frightened by him. Because his body was weak, he almost fell to the ground and died. Fortunately, Qin Bai used his true energy to save him.
After all this turmoil, he was exhausted physically and mentally. Qin Bai never knew that finding someone was such a troublesome thing.
Hangzhou has a large population and the area is more than twice that of Suzhou City. If you want to find a person among them, you will undoubtedly be looking for a needle in a haystack.
With no other option, he decided to find another way and simply go to the county government for help.
Fortunately, we can be sure that Xu Xian must be in Hangzhou, otherwise the system would not be limited to this.
Qin Bai headed towards the direction of the county government in his memory. After walking for about ten minutes, he saw two mansions guarded by stone lions.
There are also government officials guarding the door. Because it is the New Year's Eve, it seems a bit deserted.
He subconsciously glanced around with his peripheral vision, and his expression suddenly became extremely exciting.
Right next to the county government office, there is a martial arts gym.
Most people who practice martial arts don't want to deal with the county government. This is the first time he has seen a martial arts gym along the way.
But what surprised Qin Bai so much was not the martial arts gym itself, but the plaque hanging at the door, with four words clearly engraved on it.
"Yip's Wing Chun"
Only then did he realize that Qin Bai had only taught the so-called Wing Chun to one person, and that was Pang Yong, who looked similar to Master Ye. Unexpectedly, the other person actually opened a martial arts gym in Hangzhou.
The door of the martial arts hall opened a crack, and a half-year-old child looked nervously at the strong man outside.
Then he quietly closed the door and hurried towards the back room, shouting at the same time.
"Master, senior brother..."
"Someone is here to kick the gym!!!"
"Gao Yu, don't make a fuss. Kicking off gymnasiums doesn't happen every once in a while."
A gentle and elegant voice came over, and a woman who looked like a lady came out. She grabbed the child named Gao Yu, for fear of breaking something valuable.
The woman could vaguely recognize Xia Bing, but she no longer looked as slovenly as before.
Gao Yu quickly stopped, bowed and said, "Master, where are the master and senior brother? The person who came here is not evil!!"
"Stop falling, they are in the back room." Xia Bing pointed in the direction, not paying much attention to Gao Yu's words.
As a foreigner, Pang Yong came to Hangzhou to open a martial arts gym. He did receive a lot of rejection, and it was common for him to come to the gym to kick him out.
The main reason is that his martial arts cultivation is really good, and he has already made others feel threatened.
Gao Yu hurriedly walked towards the back room, but heard the sound of fists clashing before he even got close.
After he opened the door, he saw two shirtless men grappling with each other, their palms and fists interlaced, pushing the transition between offense and defense to the limit.
"master……"
"Has anyone come to kick the gym? Just in time, I feel that Wing Chun has taken a step forward recently."
The two stopped immediately, Pang Yong casually put on the clothes on the rack, and then walked out of the martial arts hall.
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