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Chapter 27 Thirteenth Aunt

"Achen."

Halfway through, Huang Feihong, who had been holding it in for a while, finally couldn't help but speak.

Hong Chen smiled and said, "Brother, you can speak directly if you want to say anything."

Huang Feihong heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Junior brother, this morning Ah Rong gave me a gold ingot, saying that you asked him to give it to me to open a herbal tea shop."

"Yes."

"Father said in the letter that Junior Brother is an orphan?"

"Correct."

"This gold is..."

Hong Chen turned his head and looked at him as he walked: "Brother, you want to ask, where did I get this money from?"

Huang Feihong was a little embarrassed and nodded slightly.

Hong Chen looked ahead and said softly, "Money is, of course, earned, and there is more than one way to make money. Brother, don't worry, I'm not a bandit, let alone a gangster. My money comes from a legitimate source."

Huang Feihong didn't ask any more questions, but just patted him on the shoulder gently.

After walking for a while, he suddenly said, "I heard from the patients from the north that a number of bandit camps in the mountains were wiped out some time ago. The government took the credit, but the locals said it was not the government's work. I don't know which hero did it."

Hong Chen nodded: "I have heard about this all the way south, but it just so happens that the order in which those bandit camps were eliminated was also from north to south. Who knows, I may have passed by this hero at some point."

Huang Feihong's smile suddenly became wider. He grabbed his wrist and gently felt his pulse. He quickly let go and said, "It seems that Junior Brother has had a smooth journey. But be careful in everything, safety first."

"Okay, thank you for your concern, Senior Brother."

Teahouse.

It was so lively that even Hong Chen, who was also from the south, felt a little uncomfortable.

Guangdong's teahouse culture has a long history, originating in the Tang Dynasty, flourishing in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and remains a vivid business card to the outside world into the 21st century.

Bao Zhilin's miraculous healing skills brought people back to health, and Huang Feihong was even more famous, so there were always people greeting him along the way.

After passing through the crowded crowd and reaching the second floor of the teahouse, Hong Chen saw a few more "acquaintances".

"Uncle! I haven't seen you for a few years. You look more energetic!"

"Hahaha, TOEFL TOEFL, Feihong, look, who's coming back with me this time?" As he said that, Huang Feihong's uncle Zhang Weng pulled Huang Feihong's wrist and walked inside.

Huang Feihong gently pressed the back of Zhang Weng's hand and said, "Uncle, please wait a moment. I will introduce someone to you."

Mr. Zhang turned around, looking surprised.

Huang Feihong reached out and grabbed Hong Chen, "Uncle, this is Hong Chen, the disciple my master just accepted two years ago. Junior brother, this is my uncle."

While Mr. Zhang was looking at him, Hong Chen smiled, clasped his fists, bowed, and saluted properly.

"Junior Hong Chen, nice to meet your uncle."

Upon seeing this, Mr. Zhang immediately stepped forward with a smile on his face and helped him up. His pair of weathered eyes scanned Hong Chen's appearance closely.

"Good, good boy, you look really good, as handsome as Feihong, and your eyes are very bright!" He patted Hong Chen's arm vigorously, and nodded again: "Very strong, you must have learned a lot of kung fu from Qiying?"

Hong Chen smiled and responded: "Uncle, Master has indeed taught me a lot. I have learned a lot of kung fu and medical skills."

"Well, that's right. The times have changed. It's hard to support a family just by relying on Kung Fu. It's better to learn medicine. In the future, you and Feihong will be in charge of Bao Zhilin together, and try to open Bao Zhilin overseas!"

"Uncle, you think too highly of me. My medical skills are far from perfect. I still need to learn from you for a few more years."

"Hahaha, young people are too modest!" After laughing a few times, Mr. Zhang rolled his eyes, raised his hand, took off his pocket watch and slapped it into Hong Chen's hand: "You call me uncle, so I can't not show some appreciation. This watch was given to me by a friend when I was in the UK. I'm giving it to you today. Don't despise it." Hong Chen naturally wanted to refuse, but after several arguments with Mr. Zhang, he finally accepted it under the persuasion of Huang Feihong.

Then, Zhang Weng pulled the two men inside, one on each side, and shouted, "Stop fiddling with that foreign stuff, come and see who's here!"

A camera that is very characteristic of the era, and a woman in a dress looking up from her crown.

Hong Chen did not pay special attention to the other person's appearance. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Huang Feihong next to him with interest.

Although he could only see the side profile, he still saw a moment of distraction in the other person's eyes and micro-expressions, and then a smile from the heart after a long separation.

Looking at the woman again, she was smiling unabashedly, her eyes as soft as a clear spring. After the surprise, she walked over even faster. If there weren't so many people around paying attention, Hong Chen felt that she might have pounced on him directly.

"Aunt Thirteen!" Huang Feihong was very surprised, but just bowed politely.

Aunt Thirteen simply grabbed his hand and shook it around.

Seeing his puzzled expression, Hong Chen snapped open his folding fan and covered it in front of his face, and whispered in his ear: "Brother, the way foreigners greet each other is to shake hands, which means the same as us bowing."

Huang Feihong suddenly realized, but he was still not used to this method, so he withdrew his hand and pulled Hong Chen half a step forward with a smile: "Aunt Thirteen, let me introduce you, this is my junior brother Hong Chen, the apprentice my father accepted two years ago."

Hong Chen bowed and said, "Greetings, Aunt Thirteen."

Aunt Thirteen also greeted him politely.

Huang Feihong raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice: "Ah Chen, why don't you shake hands with Aunt Thirteen?"

"Brother, we are Chinese. We should follow the etiquette now. When everyone shakes hands, I will naturally shake hands with others."

Huang Feihong was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at Hong Chen again, his eyes had obviously changed a lot.

However, Hong Chen stopped trying to lower his voice and said, "Besides, if I hold Aunt Thirteen's hand, I'm afraid Senior Brother will be unhappy."

Huang Feihong's smile froze, his eyes avoided, and his face turned a little red.

When Aunt Thirteen heard Hong Chen's words, she felt a little shy, but she was still much bolder. She stared at Huang Feihong with her big eyes.

Mr. Zhang was watching from the side, his smile showing satisfaction.

At this time, Hong Chen took the initiative to say to Huang Feihong: "Brother, I want to go out for a walk."

Huang Feihong breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly, "Okay, Junior Brother, you've been staying at home for a while, it's time to get some fresh air. Do you want me to ask someone to take you there?"

"No need, I'll just walk around and take a look. Uncle, Aunt Thirteen, you guys chat, I'll go ahead."

After saying goodbye, Hong Chen left the teahouse and began to stroll on the street.

It seems aimless, but in fact the eyes are searching.

He is looking for a mission.

Two months ago, he came to this world and directly became Huang Qiying's disciple. He had been a disciple for two years and it was just in time for him to go south to help his senior brother Huang Feihong.

Hong Chen originally thought that his mission this time was to defeat Huang Feihong, so during his journey south, he constantly used practice to hone and improve himself.

Made some money by the way.

However, it was not until he saw Huang Feihong that he realized he was wrong.

Since it’s not Wong Fei-hung, he is most likely the main villain of this episode.

Iron Shirt, Yan Zhendong.

A villain who isn't really a villain.

(End of this chapter)