Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

"Master, Master's Wife, I've brought Sister Gao to see you."

"Master, Master Wife."

"Uncle Kun, Auntie, hehe... I followed my eldest brother and sister-in-law to eat for free."

The next morning, Liu Yuehua brought Gao Min to his master's house, and the light bulb Wu Zhanlang also followed.

Yang Yukun said, "Come on, go sit in the living room for a while and eat some fruit. Breakfast will take a while."

Xu Jingping came out from the main room: "Xiaohua, Xiaogao, Zhanlang, you are here, come in and sit down."

"Brother Xiaohua, Sister Xiaogao, Brother Zhanlang."

Little Zongzi, Pingping and Little Yumi ran out of the house.

"Woof woof woof..."

"Black Panther, it's me. Don't you recognize me? I'm Wu Zhanlang. We met at the Marquis's house yesterday. I even fed you bones."

Wu Zhanlang rubbed the black panther's head and grabbed its front legs to stand it up.

Xiao Zongzi said, "Brother Xiaohua, Sister Xiaogao, Brother Zhanlang, please come in and sit down."

Wu Zhanlang said: "Little Zongzi, Pingping, Little Corn, now it's time to call me sister-in-law."

"Hehe...Hello, sister-in-law."

"Hello, Xiao Zongzi, Pingping, and Xiao Yumi." Gao Min likes these little guys, Xiao Zongzi, Pingping, and Xiao Yumi, very much.

"Sister Gao, please chat with the master's wife for a while. I'll go see what delicious food the master is making." Liu Yuehua went into the kitchen.

"I'll go too." Wu Zhanlang followed him into the kitchen: "Uncle Kun, this is such a sumptuous meal."

Yang Yukun said, "Stand aside, don't drool in the pot."

"Hehe...it smells so good."

"Try it and see if it's tasty." Yang Yukun took two pieces of mutton from the pot and asked his disciple and Wu Zhanlang to taste it.

"Wow...it's so hot and smells so good."

"Is it tasty enough?"

"I can't taste it, Uncle Kun, can I have another piece?"

"You are like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit."

Liu Yuehua said: "Master, it's tasty and delicious."

"Uncle Kun, didn't Master Yu say he would come to spar with you? Hasn't he arrived yet?"

"Aren't they here?" Hearing the noise at the door, Yang Yukun turned his head and looked through the window, only to see Wu Bing, Yu Tanglang and Yu Chuanlin coming in together.

In Yu Chuanlin's hand, he was holding a two-handed sword wrapped in a cloth bag.

"Coach Wu, Coach Yu, Master Yu, you are here."

"Master Yang."

"Come in and sit down. Have breakfast first. Then ask Master Yu for advice."

"Thank you Master Yang for your guidance."

"please."

Yang Yukun invited Wu Bing, Yu Tanglang and Yu Chuanlin to sit in the restaurant, and then took out the roast duck and roast goose from the roast duck oven.

"Xiao Kun, my buddy is here. Is breakfast ready?"

"Brother Xiaowu, Brother Jian, Brother Tu, we are waiting for you."

"Uncle Xiaowu, Uncle Yang, Uncle Ditu, you are here."

"Uncle, Uncle Jian, Uncle Tu."

"Coach Wu, Coach Yu, Master Yu." Han Chunming, Yang Huajian, and Mao Ditu came here specifically to watch the fun.

Isn’t Sword Saint Yu Chuanlin looking for Yang Yukun to spar with him? As buddies, they must come to the scene to cheer Yang Yukun on.

"Wife, Xiao Gao, it's time for breakfast." After the food and wine were served, Yang Yukun called Xu Jingping and Gao Min, who were chatting in the living room of the main house, to have breakfast.

"Xiao Gao, let's go and have breakfast first."

"it is good."

Xu Jingping and Gao Min came to the restaurant and greeted Wu Bing and others one by one.

"Sister Gao, what is this?" Liu Yuehua saw Gao Min holding a wooden box in her hand.

He also learned antique appraisal from his grandfather since he was a child, and has visited Liulichang, Panjiayuan and other places many times to hunt for treasures, and has learned the true skills from his grandfather.

Although he didn't know what was in this small wooden box, it was made of top-grade sea yellow.

"A gift from my master's wife."

Inside the wooden box was a very beautiful jade bracelet, which was given to her by her master's wife just now. It was a gift from her master and his wife to her.

Gao Min didn't understand the classification of jadeite grades, but Liu Yuehua had told her about the identities of his master and mistress, so she knew that the gift they gave must be extraordinary.

She refused to accept it, but her master's wife forced her to accept it, so she had no choice but to accept the gift.

"Coach Wu, Coach Yu, Master Yu, have a drink."

"Good wine, this Eight Immortals Wine is purer than the ones you buy in stores or drink in restaurants." "Chuan Lin, you don't know this, right? Master Yang is the boss of Zhiwei Wine. His Eight Immortals Wine, Hanhai Nectar, and Jieyuhua are the real immortal wines. You can't buy them outside."

"If Master Yu likes to drink it, take two jars with you when you leave later."

"Then I won't be polite to you, Master Yang."

"Xiao Gao, help yourself to the food. You and Xiao Hua are together, and we are a family. Don't feel restrained when you come to my house. Just make yourself at home."

"Okay Master."

"Sister Gao, I'll roll a roast duck for you. The roast duck made by our master is the best in the world." Liu Yuehua rolled a roast duck for Gao Min.

"Brother is right, Uncle Kun's cooking is the best in the world." Wu Zhanlang had his mouth full and kept stuffing food into his mouth.

Liu Yuehua said speechlessly: "Look at the way you eat, can you be more elegant? No one is competing with you for food, how are you going to find a partner in the future?"

"I'm not in a hurry to find a partner. I'll wait until I really want to find one."

Mao Ditu said with a smile: "Look at this kid eating with such relish, buddy can have another big bowl."

Wu Zhanlang grinned: "Hehe..., thank you for the compliment, Uncle Map."

"Sister-in-law, here's the goose leg for you." Xiao Zongzi picked up a roasted goose leg for Gao Min.

"Give it to the little corn."

"There's one more. This one is for Xiao Yumi. Pingping and I will have the roast duck leg."

"Then give the roast goose leg to Pingping. He and Xiao Yumi are the youngest."

"I like eating roast duck legs." Pingping smiled and took a bite of the roast duck leg.

"Xiao Gao, please eat more vegetables." Xu Jingping said with a smile and picked up a few pieces of mutton for Gao Min.

"Thank you, Master."

Yang Yukun greeted Wu Bing and the others. They all had a good alcohol tolerance. After finishing a jar of Eight Immortals Drunk, they opened a five-jin jar of Hanhai Qiongjiang.

After three rounds of wine and five kinds of dishes, and after eating and drinking their fill, Yang Yukun and Yu Chuanlin set up their table in the yard, while Xu Jingping and his group stood by as spectators.

First practice boxing and kicking, then practice weapons.

"Mom, can Dad win?"

"Do you think Dad can win?"

"I will definitely win. I have confidence in my father. I also want to learn martial arts from him."

"Xiaohua, can Master win?"

"Can win."

"Uncle Kun is sure to win."

"Old Yang, look at the map. How many moves do you think Xiao Kun needs to defeat the Sword Master?"

"Within ten moves."

"Old Wu, how long do you think Chuan Lin can last under Master Yang?"

"That depends on when Master Yang wants Chuan Lin to lie down."

Regarding the result of this competition, no one thought that Yu Chuanlin could win, except Xu Jingping, who didn't care about the result and was only worried that Yang Yukun would be injured.

Even Wu Bing and Yu Tanglang were the same, because they had communicated with Yang Yukun in the past and knew how powerful Yang Yukun was.

Now that so many years have passed, Yang Yukun's strength must be stronger than before.

The result of the competition was not beyond their expectations. Yu Chuanlin lost the boxing and kicking competition.

"Thank you Master Yang for your teachings, and thank you Master Yang for showing mercy."

Yu Chuanlin had often heard Yu Tanglang talk about how powerful Yang Yukun was, but after they actually fought, he realized that what Yu Tanglang said was true.

Yang Yukun's strength is even stronger than what Yu Mantis described. He is a real master of kung fu and has unexpectedly rich practical experience.

It is hard to imagine how Yang Yukun, at his age, could have such rich practical experience. His moves are so smoothly connected and unpredictable without any redundancy.

If it wasn't an exchange of ideas, if it was a fight for life and death, he would have died eight hundred times already.

"Master Yu, you are too polite. Please show your sword, Master Yu."

Because it was just an exchange and discussion, Yang Yukun did not knock Yu Chuanlin down right away.

In terms of boxing and kicking, Yu Chuanlin's strength is also very good, but he knows that most of Yu Chuanlin's strength is in sword.

Yu Chuanlin is a martial arts master known as the Sword Saint. He created his own two-handed mantis sword. He is very much looking forward to the upcoming weapons competition.

"Master Yang, please." Yu Chuanlin unsheathed his two-handed sword.

He was indeed no match for Yang Yukun in terms of fists and feet, and he was unable to defend himself against Yang Yukun's powerful ancient and strong fists.

But it is still unknown who will win or lose in a weapons competition, as his two-handed sword has never met an opponent.

"Master Yu, please."

Yang Yukun made a stick flower. Today he used the stick to counter Chuan Lin's two-handed sword.

Yu Chuanlin attacked first, and his sharp sword flew out as fast as a mantis stalking a cicada.

Yang Yukun was even faster, and his stick hit Chuanlin's sword precisely. The huge force made it difficult for Chuanlin to even hold the sword. (End of this chapter)