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Chapter 47 Guangzong Yaozu! (Please collect, recommend!)
"Not fifty thousand, let's have one hundred thousand, but there's nothing right, here's 12, so don't look for it!"

Regarding Yan Zhendong's words, Huang Shaohong directly handed over a 12 silver dollar deposit certificate from the "Wanguobaotong Bank" without saying a word. This amount of money is really nothing to him now. came out, so he didn't even bother to pay back the price.

Yan Zhendong's eyes shrank when he saw the words "[-] yuan" on the deposit receipt. The Shandong man who had trained the "iron cloth shirt" to be invulnerable, his hands trembled involuntarily at this moment.

This guy's heart is broken, how can he be a fortune beyond the sky for himself, but is it that simple for others?He suddenly had a feeling, is there something missing?

Huang Shaohong saw him groaning, and directly put the deposit slip into his hand:
"Do you know where the certificate of deposit is? Our Baozhilin sells medicine money. Shirong and Asu have to go to 'Shamian' three or four times a month to deposit money. When you want to withdraw the money, take this at any time. Anyone can go!"

"I know, I recognize this!" Yan Zhendong nodded, and said again: "I will tell you the 'Iron Clothes' technique!"

Yan Zhendong didn't have any cheats, and relied on dictation. Huang Shaohong called Aunt Shisan to help record it. Instead of listening to what the other party said, he began to observe the other party's expression.

Huang Shaohong discovered that when Yan Zhendong told the story, whether it was the exercises or the prescriptions needed for practicing the exercises, he just opened his mouth without hesitation or thinking. Obviously, what he said was something that was kept in his mind, and it should not be like In Shooting the Condors, Huang Rong messed up the content like she was going crazy and Xidu.

After Aunt Thirteen finished transcribing, Huang Shaohong took over the content of the record and read it carefully from beginning to end. He found that there was nothing abrupt or poorly connected in the kung fu of practicing "Iron Cloth Shirt". It should be complete without a doubt.

But after reading the content, Huang Shaohong couldn't help being somewhat disappointed, because there was no inner strength that he dreamed of. One-third of the content of the exercise is about rowing and fighting, and one-third of the content is to teach people how to exercise breathing and stimulate the blood. , and one third is a prescription for medicated bath and body wash.

Although there is no surprise of internal strength, but with this breathing method and body washing prescription, it can be regarded as a valuable body training method in the martial arts world of this era.

"Master Yan, it's not that Huang treats the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, it's because this exercise is too important for Bao Zhilin, please repeat it again!"

Although Huang Shaohong believed in his own judgment, after he brought this exercise to the real world, he had to practice it by himself, so naturally he couldn't make any mistakes, and he did it just in case.

Regarding Huang Shaohong's caution, although Yan Zhendong was a little annoyed that the other party doubted his character, but for the sake of the 12 silver dollars in his hand, he quickly recounted it, and there was no mistake in the content.

After Yan Zhendong finished recounting the secret book, he put the deposit slip close to his body, then stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Master Huang, I have already given you the secret book, and there is nothing you care about. I, Yan Zhendong, will bid farewell!"

Huang Shaohong asked in surprise: "Master Yan, I didn't drive you away. Are you uncomfortable in Baozhilin? Or did someone say something to you?"

Huang Shaohong felt relieved that the other party sold him the unique knowledge passed down from his family so simply, and seeing that Yan Zhendong no longer had the prejudices he had before, at least this person took up the word 'letter'!

Yan Zhendong sighed: "When my father left, I swore in front of his grave that I would open a big martial arts gym and carry forward our Yan family's martial arts!"

What he said was solemn and serious, but with that Shandong accent, it looked extremely funny, making the Thirteenth Aunt beside him laugh.

Yan Zhendong was not angry and continued:
"Since Master Huang doesn't want to hold some kind of martial arts meeting, it doesn't make sense for me to stay here. With today's money, I plan to go back to my hometown to open a martial arts gym and spread the martial arts of the Yan family. The wish I made before will be fulfilled, and my Yan family's martial arts will be carried forward!"

After he finished speaking, he cupped his fists again and said, "Farewell!" He was about to leave.

Huang Shaohong finally understood why Yan Zhendong in the movie could even give up his character and martial ethics. It turned out that he opened a martial arts gym to make money so that he could fulfill his promise to his late father. So this person is not too bad.

Seeing that Yan Zhendong was about to leave, he quickly stopped him: "Master Yan, I didn't keep you in Baozhilin just because of secret books, and the 'Jingwu Sports Club' I told you before was not a lie, it was just I always feel that today’s Bao Zhilin is too small to be the head of a sports club!”

As he spoke, he turned to Aunt Thirteen and said, "Shaoyun, give me the telegram from the provincial capital!"

"Oh." Aunt Thirteen quickly took out a telegram from her pocket and handed it over.

After Huang Shaohong took it, he pointed to the words on it and said to Yan Zhendong:

"This is a telegram from the provincial capital. It is an invitation from the International Medical Association to attend a medical conference in the provincial capital. Once it is established, Master Yan will take the position of vice-chairman, okay?"

Yan Zhendong didn't speak, it could be seen that he was weighing the pros and cons.

Huang Shaohong didn't want such a powerful helper to just leave, so he said immediately:
"After the establishment of the 'Jingwu Sports Association', it is necessary to recruit talents in the martial arts, and then develop branches across the country. By then, we will be a national martial arts group. Master Yan wants to spread his own martial arts and carry it forward. , this is a rare opportunity!"

Hearing that Huang Shaohong still plans to open branches all over the country, Yan Zhendong couldn't help but moved: "You want to be the leader of the martial arts?"

Huang Feihong couldn't help laughing: "Master Yan must have listened too much to storytelling in teahouses. Now is the era of foreign guns and cannons. What kind of martial arts leader is there? It's still the same sentence, 'Promote Chinese martial arts, strengthen the country with martial arts, and strengthen the country with martial arts. kind'!"

Yan Zhendong waited for him to finish speaking and asked again: "Is it true that the Jingwu Association will open branches in various places?"

"It's absolutely true, for the sake of the country and the people, can I, Huang Feihong, still be reluctant to part with this money? Besides, Master Yan, you should know that I have such financial resources!"

Yan Zhendong suddenly clenched his fist hard: "Okay! Master Huang, you don't need to say anything, I, Yan Zhendong, did it to you!"

Just when Huang Shaohong thought that the other party was moved by his awe-inspiring words of serving the country and the people, he saw the guy on the other side looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, his face full of stubble showing the vicissitudes of life, his tiger eyes filled with tears, and he said softly. Saying:

"Father, your son is going to be the vice-leader of the martial arts, honor your ancestors!"

"." Huang Shaohong really wanted to ask, did you Shanpao hear what I said about serving the country and the people?

(End of this chapter)