Modern longevity: starting from Baduanjin

Chapter 100

In the evening, Zhou Shen still had dinner with Wang Shanhu and the others.

There is no way, the Wang family is too enthusiastic, and they just received hundreds of thousands of medicinal materials, so they are too embarrassed to refuse.

So after sending a lot of expensive medicinal materials to the bungalow villa, he went to his designated restaurant—the seafood restaurant opened by the landlord's family.

When I arrived at the seafood restaurant, I happened to bump into some of Ding Beibei's classmates and friends, namely Zhang Yawei, Su Qi, Lu Jincheng and Liu Ya, who were about to eat.

Wang Shanhu warmly invited: "It's better to meet by chance than to invite each other. Let's go for a walk and have dinner together..."

Faced with the warm invitation of a grandfather in his 80s, although Zhang Yawei and the others were a little embarrassed, they still came together.

I asked for a private room, and there were more than a dozen people gathered together, which was very lively.

"Grandpa Wang, I heard that you used to run a martial arts school, right?"

"That's right, the Xinhe Martial Arts School in Lu Province was very famous all over the country at that time."

"Tell us about it!"

"Okay, then I'll talk about it. At the peak of the Xinhe Martial Arts School, the number of students exceeded 7000. At that time, they had to eat at the wrong time, or the cafeteria would not be able to accommodate them. I had three meals a day with the students. Eat together, never specialize, including all the coaches..."

While everyone was listening to Wang Shanhu's recounting of the glorious deeds of the year, Zhou Shen, who was next to him, squinted his eyes and buried himself in eating.

I ate it in a big hotel yesterday. The dishes are rich but also more delicate. For example, the beef is not stewed in a big pot with vegetables and peppers like on the street, but is sliced ​​and arranged, with broccoli and carved carrots. , Then there is a decoration with dry ice on the plate, which is cold and fairy-like.

Chicken, duck and goose meat are the same, as are those lobsters, crabs and swimming crabs. The meat inside has been selected for you, so you just have to eat it gracefully.

There is no need to roll up your sleeves and wear gloves like in ordinary restaurants.

But now it's different, all of them are loaded on large plates, and the piles are full, just looking at it makes people's appetite soar.

Of course, Zhou Shen didn't dare to look closely, otherwise this dish would be uneatable.

He tried to control his eyesight, not to be so sharp, but he couldn't do it for the time being, so he could only narrow his eyes slightly, artificially reducing the visibility of his pupils, and eating in a daze.

As for the shelled seafood, he basically wouldn't spit it out, and he didn't bother to spit it out.

Two bites of Pippi shrimp, and swimming crabs were chewed and swallowed into the stomach.

There are also those hot dishes, such as the freshly cooked lean meat seafood soup with dried shrimps, the temperature is at least [-] or [-] degrees, and he is not afraid at all, so he scoops it up with a spoon and drinks it directly.

His teeth were harder than ever, and the skin of his mouth was less likely to burn than before.

It's so refreshing to eat, and I eat it with big mouthfuls, without any scruples at all.

Unlike before, you have to be careful when eating fish, for fear that the fishbone will get stuck between your teeth or puncture the skin in your mouth.

Ding Beibei and the others were listening to Wang Shanhu talking about the martial arts school, but Zhang Yawei accidentally glanced at Zhou Shen, just in time to see him gobble up a smoked yellow croaker.

Although the spines of the yellow croaker are the kind of bone spurs, which are relatively large, they can't help but vomit.

Then Zhang Yawei couldn't take his eyes off, and saw that Zhou Shen ate anchovy shrimp, prawns, pippi shrimp, and swimming crab in big mouthfuls, without throwing up any shells, and the key's face was full of enjoyment.

"..."

Zhang Yawei's eyes popped out.

What kind of mouth is this?
Then he secretly kicked Su Qi's foot, Su Qi was dumbfounded, and then kicked Ding Beibei's foot again.

Then slowly everyone watched Zhou Shen eat.

Zhou Shen, who was feasting, grabbed a braised native chicken foot and said with a smile: "What do you see me doing, eat it."

"Huh? Oh oh oh..."

……

Before leaving after dinner, Zhou Shen thought of one thing.

The rented bungalows and villas have kitchens with stoves and natural gas.

These are for tenant use as some may cook something to eat themselves.

But the only thing missing is a casserole for boiling medicinal materials.

He then went to the kitchen and spoke to the boss.

There are a lot of casserole in the restaurant, the boss gave him a big casserole.

Then he strode back with the casserole in hand.

Grandma also came back happily after arriving home, but the smile on her face disappeared when she saw the large and small packages of medicinal materials on the floor of the living room, "Da Shen, why did you buy so many medicinal materials? Grandma told you, yes The medicine is three-point poisonous, so you can’t take too much.”

Zhou Shen said with a smile: "Grandma, you trust me, there will definitely be no problems..."

After finally coaxing grandma to wash and watch TV, Zhou Shen began to put the medicinal materials into the casserole according to the ratio of Peiyuan San and started to boil the medicine.

All the medicinal materials in the Chinese medicine store have been weighed, and even the measuring cup for water is prepared for him.

When everything was ready to be ignited and boiled, he suddenly had a whim.

"Medicine soup needs to be kept in the refrigerator, otherwise it will be easily spoiled, so it should be stored in the refrigerator and frozen. When it is needed temporarily, it must be thawed. In this case, why don't I make it into pills?"

"If it's made into a pill, it's much more convenient to eat, and you can take it with you."

"It's just that if it is made into a pill, should it be boiled into a medicinal soup and then added with starch to solidify it, or should it be ground into a powder according to the proportion of the medicinal material, and then added a coagulant to solidify it into a pill?"

Zhou Shen thought about it for a while, and finally decided to make the medicinal soup first.

See how the medicinal soup works?
In case if drinking this Peiyuan San doesn't work, then there's no need to bother.

The cooking time of this Peiyuan powder is longer than that of Baibugou essence soup. After boiling, it needs to be boiled for three and a half hours to four hours to get all the medicinal properties in the medicinal materials.

Although he doesn't know the specific price of this medicinal material, judging from the price he bought for the understory ginseng before, it will not be less than 1 yuan.

Thinking of the price, he felt slightly "sorry".

"This old king is good at everything, but he is too polite! Turn around and point out his precious grandnephew. You can't really take things from others for nothing, and they don't owe me anything."

Thinking in my heart, I went to the bathroom and washed my face.

When I looked in the mirror, I found that my skin hadn't changed much after being exposed to the wind and sun for the past two days.

In addition, in a few days, my cut hair grew longer, and my sideburns turned up.

The same is true for nails. After falling off last time, new nails have grown by 0.5 cm.

But the new nails look different from the previous ones. They used to be white and red, but now the nails are as transparent and beautiful as jade flakes, shining white under the light.

"Ha, it's pretty pretty."

Zhou Shen looked in the mirror.

It happened that there was a nail clipper on the washstand, so he picked up the nail clipper and prepared to cut off all the nails except the little finger. As for the little finger, of course, he saved it for picking out his ears and boogers.

"Click-"

After a crisp sound, every time the nail was broken, the nail clippers made a gap the size of a grain of rice.

"Fuck!???"

Zhou Shen looked at the chipped nail clippers, and then at the white mark on the thumbnail of his left hand, he couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

"My mother, what's the situation with my nails? Could it be that they have evolved just like the skin?"

He didn't believe in evil, put down the nail clippers and hurried downstairs to the kitchen.

There was a pair of sharp scissors on the kitchen shelf. He picked up the scissors and cut hard at his nails.

However, he didn't feel like he was cutting his nails, but rather like cutting iron sheets. After a lot of effort, he finally cut off the nail cover of his left thumb, but the edge of the scissors was already covered with scars.

Although the gap did not pop like nail clippers, the scissors were obviously not as sharp as before.

Need to sharpen the scissors.

That's when he thought about hair.

"I can't and can't cut my hair, can I?"

Thinking of this question, he hurried to the bathroom, pinched a lock of hair on his forehead, and cut it with blunt scissors.

Fortunately, the hair is not as hard as the nail cap, and it can be cut by cutting.

But it's not as easy to cut off as ordinary hair, it's a bit like a thin copper wire.

A few hairs can be cut off, but if there are too many hairs, such as dozens of hairs at a time, it will be difficult to cut. It needs to be cut with scissors continuously, and it takes more than ten cuts to cut them all.

Zhou Shen looked at the lock of hair cut off from his hand, and for a while didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"What should I do? The fingernails are not a big problem. The big deal is to grow them longer and then cut them. But what about the hair? You can't have long hair in the future, right?"

He looked at his already fluffy cut-cut hair in the mirror, he simply didn't think about it, and let nature take its course.

Looking at the time, it's still early, it's only eight o'clock, and the medicine needs to be boiled for several hours to be ready, so he went to the room to tell his grandma, and then went out.

……

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Jingzhou, Guangdong Province, Zhenhua Wuguan.

Yang Xingyu was boxing in the open-air courtyard. The courtyard was brightly lit and looked as bright as day, and the surrounding corridors were full of people, including Yang Xingyue and her father.

"Hands hitting elbows, body tied up, leg amputated and eyes pierced, silver vase skillfully poured, grandpa fishing..."

These moves in Youlong Baguazhang, when Yang Xingyu practiced them before, they were really ostentatious routines, and he couldn't demonstrate the strength of his fists at all.

But today is different, after Yang Xingyu studied with Zhou Shen for a period of time, he devoted himself to practice after returning, and now he has deeply grasped the essence of Youlong Baguazhang.

Every move and every style is struck with great power, and even the fists have already brought the sound of "huhu" wind and thunder.

Yang Xingyu's father Yang Zhongwei burst into tears.

"This is the Youlong Baguazhang that can really hit people! Old man, you have a spirit in heaven, have you seen it? He really has to learn it in heavy rain."

While Yang Zhongwei was excited, he was even more excited.

His son is only 23 years old this year, and now he has learned the real Baguazhang of Youlong, and his fists have the sound of wind and thunder. According to the current development, at most ten years, his son will become a master of Mingjin.

Ming Jin master, in today's era of withered martial arts, he is enough to be called a master of the generation!

The 33-year-old grand master, what kind of scenery is that?
"Zhang Jia, Wei Jinglong, go up and try!"

Yang Xingyu's father said excitedly.

As the words fell, two muscular men walked out of the crowd watching the battle under the eaves, and they were already wearing protective gear.

Wei Jinglong stepped forward, without further ado, kicked towards Yang Xingyu's chest with a piercing foot,
Yang Xingyu turned around with a nimble blue dragon, followed by a man with his back vomited a letter, and the five fingers of his right hand poked directly at his throat like the mouth of a poisonous snake.

Wei Jinglong was startled, just about to step back, but it was too late, Yang Xingyu was as quick as lightning, and tapped his fist on his throat.

In actual combat, if this punch was delivered solidly, Wei Jinglong's larynx would be shattered, and naturally he would lose his combat effectiveness.

"Lying--"

Wei Jinglong couldn't believe it, he was defeated by one move, and stood there looking at each other.

"This...how is this possible? I must have been careless, the flash is too slow!"

Before Wei Jinglong could react, Yang Xingyu swayed his tail and kicked Zhang Jia's right foot, then flashed away like a startled bird, followed by a green dragon claw, and went up to meet Zhang Jia.

When Zhang Jia was retreating, Yang Xingyu gave a very cool "Capola kick", put one hand on the ground, and swept the back of his right foot on Zhang Jia's head.

Capola kick, also known as "Brazilian war dance" in China, is a martial art that was born and spread in Brazil in the 15th and 16th centuries.

Mainly based on gorgeous kicking skills, with the hands and hands as the support point, supplemented by flexible and changeable evasion techniques and unrestrained imagination, so that it can advance and retreat, and surprises.

It is similar to the famous Brazilian kick "Full Moon Scimitar" with changing lines.

But it is more difficult to cast than the full moon scimitar.

Although capola kicks have the effect of surprising and unprepared, it requires high arm strength and body flexibility, including an understanding of kicking skills.

If it was changed to before, Yang Xingyu would never dare to use such a move. As a lightweight Sanda champion, Zhang Jia has rich experience. Using such a gorgeous move in front of him would be courting death.

But today is different from the past, he has really practiced to the point where his body is like a swimming dragon, sitting like a tiger, and turning like an eagle.

Doing capola kicks is a snap.

"boom--"

Yang Xingyu kicked Zhang Jia's head hard.

This is not over yet, Capola's kick is a cool series of kicks, just like the Brazilian in the game "Iron Fist", before Zhang Jia could retreat, Yang Xingyu swept his other foot on his shoulder.

The powerful and heavy kicks directly kicked Zhang Jia, the lightweight Sanda champion, to the ground. He struggled twice but failed to get up.

"Wow--"

Seeing such cool feet, there was a burst of exclamation in the courtyard.

With this kind of cool kicking skills, to kick a provincial Sanda champion, one can imagine how strong self-confidence is?

After regaining consciousness, the scene burst into warm applause.

But at this moment, there was a sudden noise at the door.

Soon someone ran in and said to Yang Xingyue who was standing at the door: "Senior sister, Mr. Cheng is here, and he looks very angry."

Yang Zhongwei, who was happy, was taken aback when he heard the words, and was about to take someone out to greet him.

Who knew that "Mr. Cheng" had already brought someone in.

From a long distance away, he said angrily: "Yang Xiaoer, you are so powerful now, you have learned the skill and hide it, lest I know it?"

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