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Chapter 70 Nine thousand words of the richest man in the town

Early the next morning.

Fang Chen was suddenly awakened by waves of powerful shouts coming from outside the door!

He quickly put on his clothes and went out to take a look. Sure enough, grandpa was practicing martial arts. His punches were so powerful that the air was vibrating and he made a roar like thunder!

Fang Chen sighed in admiration. His grandfather started practicing martial arts since he was a child and has never given up on it. When he was young, he could hold a big sword and face five Japanese Japanese devils at the same time!

Seeing Fang Chen coming out, Fang Yongnian raised his eyebrows, stepped forward half-step, and stabbed Fang Chen with a diagonal thrust at lightning speed. His sleeves made a loud sound, and he picked up Fang Chen casually.

He held her in his arms, rubbed his elbows, and gently stroked Fang Chen's temples with the tips of his elbows.

Fang Chen almost felt like he was being pricked by a needle and almost fainted!

"Grandpa, you are trying to kill me!" Fang Chen complained, covering his head. He almost thought his head was going to be blown open by grandpa just now.

"It won't be enough to kill you. I'll just give you a gentle sweep with force. However, at least ten Japanese and American devils died in the arms of my Eighteen Arhats holding the moon in my arms!" Fang Yongnian

Smiling slightly, looking a little proud!

Fang Chen rolled his eyes helplessly, he really thought he was almost dead just now.

He seemed to know why his father and second uncle never fought back when they were beaten by grandpa. Even though grandpa was already in his sixties, with this kind of kung fu, I am afraid that the combined cube of father and second uncle would not be his opponent.

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"Get up, this little bit of pain doesn't matter to a man, and your steps are so weak, forget all the Zhuang Kung Fu I taught you!"

Without any explanation, Fang Yongnian directly lifted Fang Chen up.

Fang Chen grinned, was his step weak?

When setting up the stall, the troublemakers who were jealous of gambling could resist his move, but so far, no one has!

As he spoke, Fang Yongnian stood naturally, with his feet shoulder-width apart, his hands on both sides of his thighs, and his eyes hanging down the curtains, looking forward.

Fang Chen sighed helplessly and took up his stance. This post was called Wuji Zhuan. His grandfather had made him stand since he was a child. It is said to cultivate vitality, relax the body, stabilize the body's center of gravity, correct body posture, and strengthen the legs.

The role of force.

But as soon as Fang Chen stood down, Fang Yongnian patted Fang Chen's tailbone lightly. Fang Chen jumped up like a frightened cat, and his hair started to explode!

"What kind of Wuji pile are you talking about? The master of Wuji pile is trying to achieve three points and one line, that is, the middle point of the line connecting the two feet, the tail gate, and Dazhui are connected into a line. The line points upward to the sky, as if there is a line in the sky to connect you.

Pick it up..." Fang Yongnian once again explained the key points of Wuji Zhuang to Fang Chen.

When he came down in the morning, Fang Chen was in unspeakable torture. His whole body was sore and he was limping even when he walked on the mountain road.

"Do you know why I suddenly want to teach you Chinese martial arts now?" Fang Yongnian said suddenly.

Fang Chen shook his head. He had practiced with his grandfather for several years when he was a child. Later, when he was busy with homework in elementary school, he stopped learning. Although his grandfather muttered a few words, he had never been as demanding as he is today.

"You used to be just a student. You could only fight with your classmates and learn half-heartedly. It would be better not to learn and avoid getting into trouble. But now that you want to go out into the society, it's different."

Speaking of this, Fang Yongnian paused for a moment and looked a little gloomy. After a long time, he said quietly: "The world is a little too chaotic now."

Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

When Taizu was in power, he never picked up lost things on the road and never closed his house at night.

And when Taizong succeeded to the throne, without Taizu's suppression, countless demons and monsters suddenly appeared. In the 1980s and 1990s, it could be said that there was a chaos of demons, all kinds of major cases and serious crimes were committed one after another, and all evil was committed by burning, killing and looting.

During the 83 crackdown period alone, more than 1.6 million criminal cases of various types were uncovered across the country, and a large number of criminal gangs were destroyed. The people actively reported more than 3 million criminal clues, and handed over 300 criminal suspects to the judicial organs.

Thousands of people.

Even so, the deterrent effect of the 1983 crackdown did not last for a few years, and the social atmosphere began to deteriorate again. It was not until 1996, when the deputy speaker of the National Assembly was murdered by a sentry on duty that the second crackdown began!

The hill where walnuts were grown was not far from the village. Within two miles, Fang Chen saw a dense walnut forest.

Looking at the densely packed mountains and fields of walnuts in front of him, Fang Chen's eyes instantly lit up. In his opinion, these cute little spots covered with walnuts were like little gold ingots! All of them were money!

"This walnut forest covers about 40 acres, with more than 30 walnut trees per acre. It was planted by me and the members back then." Fang Yongnian touched the walnut trees and said with great emotion, as if he was nostalgic for those years.

years.

"I originally thought that I could take the walnuts and exchange them with other villages for needles, thread, brains, or apples, persimmons, and pears. At worst, the children in the village can eat them themselves to replenish their brains and use them as snacks."

"It's just that who would have thought that these walnuts have grown, but the variety is wrong. Normally, a walnut tree can produce 500 kilograms of dried walnuts. This walnut tree is so good. One tree can only produce 300 kilograms of dried walnuts, and walnuts

It’s a very big one. An ordinary thin-skinned walnut only weighs three yen a piece, but this one actually weighs half a yen!”

"In total, the number of walnuts produced on one tree is more than twice as few as those produced by ordinary walnut trees!"

"Forget it, the most important thing is that after breaking it open, the skin is shockingly thick, and the walnut kernels inside are only slightly larger than peanuts. They cannot be replaced. Even the children are not willing to eat them because they find it too laborious.

, and it’s not delicious.” Fang Yongnian shook his head helplessly.

There were very few things he wanted to do in his life that he couldn't accomplish. Even if it was an American enemy's position, if he said he could take it, he would definitely take it. This walnut grove was one of the few failures in his life.

But Fang Yongnian didn't see that Fang Chen's eyes were shining, and he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

Large weight means large volume, and thick skin means good feel. These are the two most important indicators for Wenwan walnuts.

As for the lack of results and small walnut kernels, it is not a problem at all in Fang Chen’s eyes!

The most important thing now is to find out what kind of walnut it is. He doesn't require a pointed lion's head or an official hat, but a chicken heart, a tiger's head, or a young man's hat.

And judging from the experience of the richest man in town in his previous life, this variety of walnut tree must not be rubbish, otherwise how could he earn millions in one fell swoop.

"Uncle Gao, can the village hire someone to take over this walnut forest?"

Fang Chen's expression changed. He turned around and saw two people walking out of the walnut forest and saying.

One of them was the head of the village in front of him, and when he saw the other one, a man in his thirties, Fang Chen's heart skipped a beat.
Chapter completed!
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