In a small restaurant.
Ding Lianshan, dressed in coarse cloth, was smoking a cigarette.
In front, firewood was burning in Perak Bala.
There is a big pot on top, stewing the above things.
Opposite him, Hong Kang drank tea quietly.
Hong Kang and Ding Lianshan met through Gong Ruomei. They were not close friends, but their relationship was not bad.
The main reason is that Hong Kang's kung fu is very handsome and pure, and Ding Lianshan, as the older generation [Lizi] of the Gong family, has attainments in "Bagua Zhang" that Zheng Zixuan and Jia Xinbin cannot match.
When he was young, he assassinated several neon generals in the Northeast.
Later, he had to remain anonymous and hide in the south.
Now that the Neon people have been defeated and have withdrawn from the land of China, Ding Lianshan no longer has to hide like before!
Hong Kang had worked with him, and his level was not inferior to that of Hong Kang.
It's just that after all, people are over eighty years old, and their physical fitness has declined greatly, and they can't perform half of their ten kung fu.
This time, Hong Kang relied on his connections to send the batch of electronic calculators to the north.
Ding Lianshan stood up leisurely, lifted the lid of the big wooden pot, and a burst of hot steam curled up.
There were bubbles in the pot, a piece of milky white paste, and it was unclear what was being stewed.
Ding Lianshan took out a small wooden spoon, took a small sip from the top, and took a sip.
"Well, it's not the time yet."
Hong Kang covered the tea bowl: "Old man Ding, making soup like this is very exhausting. Especially when you are older!"
"This is not stew." Ding Lianshan retorted, "This is snake soup."
"Snake soup?!" Hong Kang said, "Isn't this a winter dish?"
"This is a dish that has been around for decades!" Ding Lianshan emphasized.
He slowly closed the lid of the big pot, sat down slowly on the small bench, and took a puff of cigarette. There seemed to be an unspeakable past in his eyes.
"1905 is the Year of Yisi, the Year of the Snake."
"...It was in that year that I left the Northeast. In a flash, my life was coming to an end, ho ho..."
Ding Lianshan moved his body.
"This man is old! He likes to think about the past."
Hong Kang thought for a moment and said, "Now that the world is at peace, hasn't Uncle Ding ever thought about returning to his hometown?"
"I will definitely go back to my hometown. I still want to be buried in that black soil!!" Ding Lianshan sighed,
"It's just that, alas, people, this moment is also the other moment."
"Wear whatever shoes you want to cross the river; wear pants as big as your butt is."
Ding Lianshan took the cigarette out of his mouth, pointed at it and said to Hong Kang,
"Take this cigarette for example!"
“In the past, in my hometown, if you wanted to take a sip of authentic Northeast leaf tobacco, you would have to pay a lot of attention to it!”
"Oh? Is there such a thing about smoking?!" Hong Kang asked curiously, "Uncle Ding, can you tell me in detail?"
Ding Lianshan had something to talk about and introduced some old rules to Hong Kang.
"We must learn the words [gentle, good, respectful, thrifty, and yielding], especially the word [giving]!"
Ding Lianshan knocked the cigarette case on the table.
"For example, if I smoke now and someone I don't know sits across from me, I have to ask: take two puffs?!"
"The other party must accept the invitation regardless of whether they know how to smoke. Otherwise, they will not give face."
Hearing this, Hong Kang smiled sincerely.
He remembered a joke he heard someone tell in his previous life.
It’s a joke about Northeastern people saying “What are you looking at? What are you looking at!”, which is similar to what Ding Lianshan said.
Suddenly Ding Lianshan mentioned Gong Ruomei again.
"Second girl, your life is miserable! You have to spend the rest of your life for Ma San's grandson."
"It's the same as her "Bagua Zhang". She only cares about the things behind her and doesn't care about the future."
Hong Kang was born late and could not imagine the persistence of warriors in that era.
But he also understands.
Without that kind of persistence, Gong Ruomei would not be Gong Ruomei.
After a long time, Hong Kang finally spoke: "I'd rather think about progress than stop..."
…
After some time, Hong Kang received news from the north.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Hong Kang did not immediately make his request.
Instead, it continues to provide a variety of advanced machines.
Hong Kang is just a warrior, not a scientist.
I don't have much advanced scientific knowledge in my mind.
What he learned when he was in school, compared to ordinary people of this era, may be something he can brag about;
But the real hard power is definitely not comparable to the first-class scientists of this era.
You must know that those scientific giants, such as Newton, invented the classical mechanics and calculus theories 500 years ago, but later generations of high school students and college students cannot understand them!
After that, Hong Kang continued to buy advanced scientific instruments from various countries, and sent them all to the north regardless of whether they were used or not.
Of course, Hong Kang can't accomplish so much with just such a few people under his command.
Therefore, Hong Kang also cooperated with Cao Yanjun of [Changle Club].
During this period, Hong Kang thought it would consume a lot of money.
But he accidentally embarked on the path of international trade.
The strength of [Blackwater Group] is increasing day by day. , relations with the north are also improving day by day.
Finally, Hong Kang felt that the time was right and wrote a letter by himself.
In the letter, he first exchanged pleasantries and then made his request.
It’s the same conference room.
Mr. Zhou asked: "I heard that Mr. Hong from Hong Kong finally made a request?!"
"Yes, he wrote."
"What did the letter say?" Mr. Zhou asked, "Looking at you, it shouldn't be a difficult thing, right?!"
"He roughly said that he is a martial arts practitioner, loves martial arts, and wants to collect secret books of boxing records from various sects. Please ask us for help."
"That's it? No more??" Mr. Zhou said in surprise.
"Gone!"
Mr. Zhou said: "This matter shouldn't be difficult, right?"
"It's not difficult. A few decades ago, it would have been really difficult. These boxing records were all considered treasures. Now everyone's thinking has changed, and many masters have joined our army, just like my guard. , seems to be from the Wudang Clan.”
Another person said: "Yes! After all, hot weapons are rampant now. The impact of personal force has been reduced, and each sect is no longer so self-conscious."
"Well, that's good." Mr. Zhou said, "It's rare that Mr. Hong needs it, and it's not a big deal. So, collect those martial arts manuals, sort them out, and send them to him. There's going to be going on. , in order to strengthen the cooperative relationship! Hahaha..."
"clear."
…
Hong Kong Island.
[Blackwater Group], reception room.
Hong Kang stared at the thick boxes on the ground, feeling very excited.
He wanted to control his breathing and blood and try to take it as calmly as possible, but——
"Hahaha...hahaha..."
When the staff downstairs heard Hong Kang's loud laughter, they all wondered if the big boss was happy? !
After a long time, Hong Kang calmed down.
Carefully open one of the boxes.
Lying inside were neatly stacked books.
Hong Kang gently stroked the cover of the book and couldn't help but grinned again.
“What a great harvest!”
"A hundred years ago, this would have been a good thing to beat someone to death!"
"Now, there are just boxes and boxes of them here."
"It is only because of the characteristics of this era that I have the opportunity to hold them all in my arms!"
""Wudang Fishing Toad Strength", "Bajiquan Hengha Erqi", "True Interpretation of Xingyi", "Dragon Shape Bone Searching Method", "Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound Breathing Method", "Tai Chi Song"..."
""Shaolin Bodhidharma Sword", "Detailed Explanation of the Twelve True Forms of Xingyi", "Emei Thorn", "Yanqing Fist Dismantling"..."
"Um?!"
Hong Kang flipped through a book, picked it up and read: "Illustrated Illustration of the Essentials of Da Hong Fist"!!
