The ups and downs of life in the Siheyuan

Half an hour later, a chicken stewed with mushrooms, a shredded potato, and a tomato and egg soup were served.

"Oh, it's so rich." Yan Fugui's hand holding the chopsticks was trembling.

"Haha, you are a rare visitor, so you must take out what is at the bottom of the box."

"You are spending too much money."

"Okay, eat it when it's ready, otherwise it will be wasted."

As Li Yuan spoke, he unscrewed the Red Star Erguotou brought by Yan Fugui and filled it for the two of them.

"Thank you, Mr. Third, for remembering me. I respect you."

After clinking the glasses, he drank it all in one gulp. Suddenly, a hot line of wine went down his throat and went straight into his stomach.

Immediately, my stomach felt like it was on fire, the smell of alcohol surged up, and I couldn't help but let out a wine burp.

“Good wine, sweet and mellow”

"I bought it when it first came on the market. When I was young, I also liked wine. I thought it tasted good and the price was affordable, so I bought some. It's been ten years now."

He filled the two glasses of wine and said, "Third uncle, this wine goes well with chickens."

"You know the goods."

After a few glasses of wine, Li Yuan felt even warmer in his heart.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and He Yuzhu was welcomed in.

He was carrying a bottle of chrysanthemum white, looked at the table, his eyes were shining, "Oh, what a delicious dish. It's better to come sooner than later!"

Li Yuan quickly put away Erguotou, put it in the bookcase, closed the door, and cut off Yan Fugui's heartbroken eyes.

Li Yuan took out a wine glass from the cupboard and placed it in front of He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu was chewing chicken and pouring wine for everyone.

Then he took the initiative to raise it, signaled it, chewed a few mouthfuls, swallowed the chicken, and poured the wine into his mouth.

He took a deep breath and picked up another piece of chicken.

Li Yuan and Yan Fugui looked at each other and smiled. He drank it all in one gulp, while Yan Fugui just took a sip.

Because the contrast between the two wines was so great, Li Yuan couldn't help coughing violently.

There is no harm without comparison. After ten years of cellaring, the taste of Hongxing Erguotou is more mellow and soft.

After several rounds of drinks, He Yuzhu stood up and walked into the kitchen. When he came out, he was holding a small bowl.

"Motoko, one day I will buy chicken and treat you back. The meat is so fragrant, I will bring some for your sister-in-law."

Li Yuan took the bowl in his hand, picked out a few large pieces of meat, added some mushrooms, turned around and took a small food box, put it in and handed it to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu picked up the wine glass and drank the wine, "Third uncle, Yuanzi, I'm going back. The little guy is too noisy. I have to go back and help take care of him."

Tian Xiujuan gave birth to a son on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and He Yuzhu gave him a nickname based on his weight: Qijin.

The two drank another half of the bottle, and Yan Fugui felt relieved when he saw that Li Yuan's conversation was normal.

"Motoko, the third uncle has drunk and eaten today. He has to go back and squint." After saying this, he started to put on his shoes.

Li Yuan hurriedly took out a medium-sized food box, put all the food in it, and carried half a bottle of chrysanthemums in vain.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

"Motoko, you can't do this. I can't eat and take at the same time."

"Okay, I'm alone and can't eat these. If you don't mind, just accept it."

Yan Fugui hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to take it, "Yuanzi, third uncle, thank you."

"Third uncle, thank you too."

The two looked at each other and laughed together.

Finally, Yan Fugui returned home by himself without asking Li Yuan to deliver it. Li Yuan put half a bottle of wine in the outer pocket of his cotton coat.

Li Yuan took out the bottle of Erguotou and took out a dozen skinned peanuts from the space.

Call out the dragon-shaped model, pick up the wine glass, drink it in one gulp, then look at the model a few times, and eat a peanut.

This goes back and forth, and soon the peanuts disappear and the wine bottle bottoms out.

Li Yuan was drunk and focused on the model, and a kind of enlightenment came to his heart.

Fei Long Zaitian's domineering, elegant and free and easy gradually integrated into his mind, and he began to construct the details of the model.

He had just completed the detailed construction of the faucet until he heard someone moving around in the courtyard.

I looked at my watch, it was already 6am.

He got up at night, washed up, and habitually opened his posture and started practicing.

After the first session, my whole body felt comfortable, and my inner breath was flowing through my meridians, and then slowly gathered towards my Dantian.

Li Yuan did not stop and started the second drill.

Involuntarily, some of the aura of the flying dragon in the sky was mixed into his thoughts.

At this time, Li Yuan stretched his arms, sometimes opening and closing, sometimes moving gracefully, sometimes urgently, sometimes relaxed.

Like a divine dragon flying freely through the clouds, the inner breath surges like the boiling Yellow River.

Compared to the past, Tai Chi has become much more domineering and profound.

Like an abyss or an ocean, moving like a stray rabbit, still like a virgin.

When stretched, it is as domineering as a dragon, and when contracted, it is round and free.

After completing the exercise, a hearty feeling filled my heart. He knew that Xuanzhen Li Style Tai Chi had entered another realm.

Open the system panel, and in the skill area, Xuanzhen Li Style Tai Chi enters the advanced ranks.

This was the first time that he was not rewarded by the system, and he achieved achievements through his own efforts, and he was instantly satisfied.

With his thoughts, the coverage area expanded to nearly 50 meters.

This change surprised Li Yuan. Even if he upgraded, it would not be possible to make such a big improvement. The only explanation was the bonus of Fei Long Zaitian's artistic conception.

Only today did he truly understand that the word "Xuanzhen" was extraordinary.

The Li Style Tai Chi he practices is not the internal martial art he understood before, but has a hint of cultivating immortality.

Because he didn't have a master, he didn't know what was going on.

The surge of inner breath is like internal martial arts; the outward release of thoughts is more like the methods of immortals; the development of the brain is a bit like modern science fiction.

Such a nondescript combination confused him.

Fortunately, there is a system, he thought. One day, the system will give the answer.

After eating breakfast, Li Yuan took out the carving tool from the space and clamped it on the rear frame of the bicycle.

Come to the office, pick up a piece of walnut wood, and start carving.

Soon, the rough model of Feilong Zaitian slowly took shape.

A replacement was available, and he began to refine it bit by bit. Before noon, a dragon-shaped wooden sculpture one foot tall and approximately 15*20cm2 in length and width appeared on the workbench.

A dragon's head poked out from the rolling clouds and mist, looking domineering; its body appeared vaguely, as if shuttling in the clouds and mist; a dragon's claw poked out, its fingers were sharp and powerful.

Li Yuan shook his head slightly, only his form could be seen, but his spirit could not be seen.

Although the model has been constructed in my mind, it still takes time to express it with a carving knife.

At lunch, there was obviously not enough oil and water. Strictly speaking, it was more like boiling vegetables in plain water.

Zheng Xia looked helpless, and Li Yuan smiled and comforted her with a few words.

Although the workers are dissatisfied, they understand it.

The current situation is not just for one factory, but for the entire country.

Director Lu is already very capable if he can get rice and noodles for everyone.

After dinner, Chen Bing followed Li Yuan to the office.

He took matters into his own hands and made tea for both parties.

"Lao Li, that's you, you still have tea leaves in your hands, but there is no tea leaves on the market now, and the black market price is scary."

Seeing that Li Yuan was just drinking tea and not talking to anyone, he knew that Li Yuan probably didn't have much tea.

It seems that this business cannot be done.

"Those capitalists are now offering very high prices and are asking you if you want small yellow croakers?"

Li Yuan raised his eyelids and said, "Okay."

"One small yellow croaker weighs 20 pounds, is that feasible?"

"10 pounds".

Chen Bing felt happy and hurriedly concealed it.

Li Yuan knew it was too much, so he said: "However, the inventory is not much, and I am nervous. It is only 10 kilograms."

Chen Bing looked around and took out a small cloth bag from his inner pocket, "Here are two pieces."

Li Yuan picked it up, weighed it, put it in the drawer, and then moved into the space, "8 o'clock tonight, the same place."