Daming: Depriving Zhu Yunqi of luck at the beginning

In fact, this old man's demeanor is extraordinary, just looking at the dishes and wine jars on his table and under his feet, you can know that he is absolutely extraordinary.

Anyone who studies martial arts knows that generally speaking, the more you can eat, the better you can fight.

Mr. Chang came from a family of military generals, and grew up in a military camp. He has seen many powerful characters who can eat...

But even he has never seen such a big appetite!

Seeing Mr. Chang's attention shifted to the old man, the waiter immediately thought:

Why is this old man still here?Didn't he eat and drink enough?

Looking at his appearance, he doesn't seem to be about to get up to pay the bill...

Such a scruffy old man, who eats and looks ugly, stays in the shop all the time, it really smashes the sign of the shop!

Mr. Chang must have thought this man was indecent, so he kept staring at him!

The waiter completely misunderstood Mr. Chang's meaning.

and so.

He took the lead, walked towards the old man, and said angrily:

"Old man, I think you've eaten well, shouldn't it be time to settle the bill?"

The old man raised his head and glanced at the shop waiter, and asked:

"how much is it?"

The shop waiter had already remembered the money spent on this table in his heart, and immediately said:

"I don't count the change, you pay two taels of silver."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "It costs two thousand wen for just such a little thing?"

"Such a little thing?" Xiaoer was immediately displeased, "I'll do the math for you, you drank four jars of wine alone, and the wines in our shop are all high-quality wines, four hundred coins a jar, that's all. It's already 1600 Wen, do you want me to count the rest of the dishes for you?"

The old man chuckled, but he didn't care about the price of the wine and said, "Okay, the wine is good...but I didn't bring any money."

The waiter was stunned.

It was the first time he had seen someone who ate the Bawang Meal so confidently.

After being stunned for a while, the shop clerk came to his senses, rolled up his sleeves and shouted:

"Well, you are an old man, how dare you eat the overlord's meal?!"

"I don't even look at where this is... are you courting death?"

As he said that, he was about to slap him with a slap.

The moment he raised his arm.

Young Master Chang suddenly appeared behind him and grabbed his wrist.

"Master Chang, you are..."

Mr. Chang took out two pieces of broken silver and said to Xiao Er:

"It's just a matter of two taels of silver."

"Old man, I will pay for the meal."

Chapter 20 I implore the old gentleman to come out of the mountains and protect my nephew

Chang Sheng came forward to rescue the old man, which was beyond the expectation of everyone present.

The waiter looked at Mr. Chang in shock, not knowing what he was singing about.

"My lord, this old man is a cheater, why do you..."

Chang Sheng laughed and said, "You can take it if you tell me, anyway, I'll pay the money, so don't make a fuss about it."

The waiter in the shop took the silver tael, and couldn't say anything, so he could only ask:

"Then Mr. Chang, are you still going upstairs?"

Chang Sheng shook his head, sat directly at the old man's table, and said to Xiao Er:

"Bring two jars of wine to this table, and some side dishes."

The waiter in the shop was still very enthusiastic about the wealthy Mr. Chang, and while retreating, he said:

"Okay, just wait a moment, the wine and food will be here soon!"

Wait for Xiao Er to leave.

Chang Sheng smiled and said to the old man:

"Old man, can I have another drink?"

The old man smiled and said, "Of course...as long as you bring enough money."

Soon after, the wine and food were served.

Chang Sheng enthusiastically poured a bowl of wine for the old man, and said:

"Is this the first time for the old man to come to Yingtian?"

The old man picked up the bowl, drank all the wine in one breath, exhaled freely, and then replied:

"I came here decades ago, but it wasn't like this back then. It was a mess everywhere."

As he spoke, he couldn't help admiring:

"It seems that Emperor Zhu Chongba is doing okay, much better than the Mongols."

This is not something that can be said casually.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Chang Sheng was sweating from fright. He looked around and quickly motioned him to keep his voice down.

"Old man, this is the capital city, some things can be said, some things cannot be said!"

"If someone with ulterior motives hears it, then neither of us can afford to go around..."

Fortunately, Chang Sheng looked around, but no one seemed to hear what they were talking about.

It was a relief.

"What are you afraid of? Even if Emperor Zhu is standing here now, I still dare to say it."

After drinking, the old man grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them into his mouth, chewing while talking.

Chang Sheng was dumbfounded by his appearance, and began to wonder whether it was the right decision for him to get acquainted with this old gentleman.

The old man ate the peanuts, looked at Chang Sheng, and said:

"Have you studied martial arts?"

Chang Sheng immediately nodded and said: "The old man has good eyesight, I have been a martial artist since elementary school..."

"Since childhood?"

The old man interrupted his words, frowned and said: "You are in your twenties, right?"

"Since elementary school martial arts, have you learned this?"

When Chang Sheng heard this, the corners of his smiling mouth began to twitch.

You know, as Chang Yuchun's son, he has been under the tutelage of the pioneers with superb martial arts since he was a child, and he has never slackened in practicing martial arts during the cold and summer.

Even his father praised him for his talent in learning martial arts before he was alive. How could it become worthless when this old gentleman said it?

But his good tutor still made him bear his temper, and he clasped his fists and said:

"I also ask the old gentleman to enlighten me."

The old man laughed and said, "It's easy to say, I, Old Zhong, have never owed others in my life. If you treat me to a meal, I will give you some pointers..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, raised his index finger and middle finger, and tapped Chang Sheng's arm like a thunderbolt.

Immediately.

Chang Sheng's whole arm was sore and numb, and the pain caused the veins on his forehead to burst out, and he broke out in cold sweat.

Fortunately, Chang Sheng was a primary school martial artist, so he held back the severe pain like a broken tendon and did not yell out.

"You have only learned external skills, not internal skills, no wonder you have learned so much..."

The old man shook his head and sighed again:

"It's a pity, it's a pretty good embryo, it's too late to start learning inner skills now..."

"Old man, I opened the entire meridian of the right arm for you. If you fight against others in the future, you will know the benefits of opening the meridian."

"But are people who teach martial arts so misleading? They don't even know how to open up the meridians and internal skills... Tsk tsk tsk, the world is really going downhill!"

The pain slowly passed, Chang Sheng raised his head, and said with a wry smile:

"What the old gentleman said should be something that ordinary martial arts students can't touch... The master who taught me martial arts can't blame him for not knowing it."

Soon, he found that his right hand, which had been acupointed, seemed more flexible than before, as if there was a steady stream of strength pouring towards his right hand.

It seems that the bow that I couldn't draw before, can I try it this time?

"Mr. is so secretive, he really is an expert! I don't know Mr. Gao's name?"

Now, Chang Sheng admired the old gentleman so much that he clasped his fists and asked.

The old man waved his hand and said:

"The old man's surname is Zhong. You can call me Lao Zhong. The name...isn't important, but since you asked me, I can also tell you that the old man's name is Zhong Yunluo. "

"Zhong Yun... Luo?"

As soon as he heard the name, Chang Sheng felt familiar.

After thinking for a while, his eyes widened suddenly, and he said in horror:

"You...you are the sword master Zhong Yunluo?"

As for this worldly master, his father Chang Yuchun mentioned many times before his death that there is a sword master who still exists in this world, if he is lucky enough to meet him, he will die without regret.

Unexpectedly, this rumored figure was actually sitting in front of him!

suddenly.

Chang Sheng remembered that early this morning, he heard that someone from the family came to report that the three brothers from the Lu family hurried to the Jinchuan Gate, and stepped on the stalls of many common people.

Originally, Chang Sheng heard the news as a joke.

After all, he and the three brothers of the Lu family have always had a close relationship.

Seeing the brothers of the Lu family make a fool of themselves is more enjoyable than being in the limelight.

but now.

Chang Sheng felt that this matter was not that simple anymore.

Although the three of the Lu family hate them, they are still cautious and prudent, so how could they trample on the common people in a hurry?

There must be something very important to do that makes them so anxious!

Then he looked at Elder Zhong who was sitting in front of him.

Things became clear at a glance.

The three brothers of the Lu family wanted to stop Mr. Zhong at the city gate, buy this reclusive sword master, become the Lu family, and become Zhu Yunqi's helper!

After figuring this out, Chang Sheng couldn't sit still.

He got up quickly, kicked the bench away, and saluted Mr. Zhong:

"The old man is an expert senior, and the junior has admired him for a long time, so he shouldn't expect anything extravagantly."

"If senior has something to ask senior tonight, I hope senior will agree!"

Elder Zhong didn't expect Chang Sheng to come out like this suddenly, he was a little puzzled and said, "What's the matter? Why are you making such a big gift? Get up."

Chang Sheng raised his head, his eyes were firm and he said:

"The younger generation has a nephew named Xiongying. Although he has a high status, he is always worried about him day and night. The younger generation is deeply afraid that something will happen to him... so I am bold, and I ask the senior to come out and protect my nephew!"

"As long as senior is willing, my Chang family is willing to pay any price to support senior!"