Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 474 Let's go then
"Master Wu, how does it taste? Did you not be disappointed?"

"It's really delicious. No wonder I dare to use the name No. [-]. This is indeed the best noodles I have ever eaten."

Liu Yuehua said vaguely: "My father's noodle-making skills were learned from the imperial chef who cooked noodles with soybean paste for the Queen Mother in the Imperial Kitchen of the Qing Dynasty. Of course they are delicious."

"No wonder it's so delicious."

By the time Yang Yukun, Wu Bing, and Liu Yuehua finished their noodles, the other diners in the store had also finished their meals and left.

"Xiao Kun."

Liu Yunguang wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, leaving the cleaning to the service staff and apprentices in the store.

"Brother-in-law, Sister Hou, let me introduce to you, this is Master Wu Bing, the chief instructor of the Imperial Martial Arts Team." Yang Yukun introduced: "Master Wu, these two are Xiaohua's parents, Mr. Liu Yunguang and Ms. Hou Su'e."

"Hello, Coach Wu."

Liu Yunguang and Hou Su'e were puzzled when they heard Yang Yukun introduce Wu Bing's identity.

Why is the chief coach of the Imperial Martial Arts Team looking for them? Is it because their son had a conflict with the members of the Imperial Martial Arts Team and came to cause trouble for them?

"Comrade Liu Yunguang, Comrade Hou Su'e, hello, I won't beat around the bush. I want to bring this kid Xiaohua to the Imperial Martial Arts Team. I hope you guys can agree."

Wu Bing directly expressed his intention to Liu Yunguang and Hou Su'e. He hoped that they would agree that Liu Yuehua would return to the Imperial Capital Martial Arts Team with him.

"Coach Wu, are you saying that you want to recruit our Xiaohua to the martial arts team to become an athlete?"

"This kid can still become an athlete and bring glory to the country?"

After hearing Wu Bing's intention, both Liu Yunguang and Hou Su'e were a little unbelievable.

This little bastard in their family can actually be a martial arts athlete in the Imperial Martial Arts Team, and even go to the National Games and even the Asian Games and the Olympics.

"This kid is really talented. After training with his strength, he will definitely compete in the Sixth National Games the year after next and the National Wushu Competition next year. He has a high chance of winning a medal."

Liu Yuehua practiced Guzhuang Quan with Yang Yukun. This killing technique would definitely not be used in the National Games and National Wushu Competitions.

But this child has a very good foundation and a very solid foundation. After bringing him back to the martial arts team, teach him some other martial arts routines. It will not be difficult to win medals in national martial arts competitions and national games martial arts events.

"Coach Wu, thank you for thinking so highly of our Xiaohua, but the child needs to make his own decision on this matter, and we cannot force him."

Both Liu Yunguang and Hou Su'e were very happy that their children's abilities were recognized by Wu Bing, the head coach of the Imperial Martial Arts Team.

After calming down, the two said that it was up to the child to make his own decision.

If the children are willing to go, their parents will never object.

Liu Yuehua said: "Dad, Mom, I want to go to the Imperial Martial Arts Team."

"Then go ahead. Your parents support you, but you still have to discuss this matter with your grandpa."

Since the child is willing to go on his own, Liu Yunguang and Hou Su'e both expressed their support.

However, the child's grandfather must be informed about the child becoming an athlete in the Imperial Martial Arts Team.

Yang Yukun said: "Brother-in-law, Sister Hou, let me do some ideological work with the master on this matter."

"Okay, I will definitely listen to what you say."

In the old man's place, Yang Yukun, the apprentice, was more effective than their daughter and son-in-law.

If Yang Yukun takes action, the old man will definitely not disagree.

Next, Yang Yukun took Wu Bing and Liu Yuehua to the master's house in No. 130 Yard [-], Rouge Hutong.

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"Go to the martial arts team and become a martial arts athlete?"

The broken man put down his tea cup and looked at his disciple, grandson, and the head coach of the Imperial Martial Arts Team named Wu Bing.

My grandson is very talented in the field of antique appraisal. After eight or nine years of careful teaching, he has developed a deep foundation and will definitely become a master appraiser in the future.

And these old objects he collected will be left to his grandchildren in the future.

But what he didn't expect was that this kid actually wanted to be an athlete in the martial arts team.

Liu Yuehua said: "Grandpa, I really want to go to the Imperial Martial Arts Team, just let me go." "Okay, go ahead."

"Thank you grandpa!"

"Let's talk about it first. Since you are going to go, you must do it well. Don't embarrass me, your parents, and your Uncle Kun. If you come back in despair without even getting a medal, don't say that you are the grandson of my Shapohou Hou. I can’t afford to disgrace this person, let alone your Uncle Kun who taught you martial arts, and your Uncle Kun can’t afford to disgrace this person.”

"A medal is nothing. Now that I'm here, I want to win the championship and the gold medal."

"Good boy, have ambition."

Although Shapohou wants to keep his grandson by his side and become a great appraiser and collector like him in the future.

But with his daughter's lessons learned, he didn't want to interfere too much with his grandson's choice.

Since this kid wants to be a martial arts athlete, then go ahead. Maybe this kid can really make a name for himself on this road.

Besides, it is impossible to be an athlete for a lifetime, and you will retire in 20 to [-] years at most.

When this guy retires in the future, it won't be too late to pass on his mantle of antique appraisal.

"Master Hou, I will take Xiaohua to report to the martial arts team early tomorrow morning."

"Coach Wu, I will trouble you to take more care of this child from now on."

"Don't worry, this kid will never be wronged in our martial arts team."

"That's good."

Yang Yukun said: "Master Wu, the ugly words are ahead. If Xiaohua is treated unfairly in your martial arts team, don't blame me for not giving you face and knocking on your door to select your martial arts team."

"Master Yang, we don't know each other even if we don't fight, so just keep your heart in mind."

Thinking of Yang Yukun's terrifying force value, Wu Bing suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest.

If Yang Yukun really wanted to come to the door, the coaches and students of their martial arts team would be no match for him.

Besides, will Liu Yuehua really be bullied if he joins the martial arts team?

With his strength, it would be nice not to bully others. After all, there are not many students in the martial arts team who can defeat him.

"Master Marquis, Master Yang, I will go back first. I will come to pick up Xiaohua tomorrow morning."

"Master Wu, you are still injured. Let me take you back."

"By the way, I still have my bicycle in front of your house."

"Go back and get it now. I'll use the car to help you pull it back later."

"Master Yang, don't bother, I'm not seriously injured."

"The doctor said that you need to rest for your injury and not do strenuous exercise. If you fall into a ditch while riding your bicycle and the injury worsens, then I will feel even more guilty."

"Master Yang, we are all martial arts practitioners, so we are not so pretentious."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go."

"Then... okay, then I'll trouble Master Yang."

Yang Yukun said goodbye to his master: "Master, that disciple will leave first."

Bad Hou waved his hand: "Withdraw."

"Got it."

"Master Hou, Xiaohua, let's meet tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, Coach Wu."

After coming out of the master's house, Yang Yukun took Wu Bing back to get the bicycle and stuffed the bicycle into the trunk.

Then he brought from the house a jar of Eight Immortals' Drunk, a jar of Vast Sea Fine Nectar, and a jar of Jieyuhua, all of which were large jars weighing five kilograms each.

During the martial arts competition, Wu Bing was hurt because he failed to estimate the strength gap between the two sides. These three bottles of wine were regarded as an apology to him.

(End of this chapter)