Fubaozhai.

The atmosphere in Fubaozhai is not very good.

At this time, the atmosphere inside Fubaozhai has been tense for many years.

Seeing the unhappy look on his granddaughter's face, Zhou Anshan was speechless at this moment. The girl's thoughts were immediately guessed by the old man Zhou Anshan.

"Xiaoqian... looking at you, don't you feel very good?" Zhou Anshan said.

"No! I'm just in a bad mood!" Zhou Xiaoqian said.

Zhou Xiaoqian looked serious when she spoke.

The current Zhou Xiaoqian looked stubborn. For this Zhou Xiaoqian, she felt quite disappointed at this moment.

"Oh...it's almost dinner time...how about we not cook today? Order a takeaway?" the old man said.

"Takeaway? It's up to you! I think anything is fine!" Zhou Xiaoqian said.

Zhou Xiaoqian looked serious when she spoke.

For this Zhou Xiaoqian, what she said was the truth. At this moment, she was not thinking about eating at all.

For this Zhou Xiaoqian, she was in a bad mood at the moment.

"Look at you girl! Grandpa, isn't he discussing with you right now? If you think this takeout is not good, I will make sweet and sour pork ribs for you today!" said the old man.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs?" Zhou Xiaoqian said.

At this time, Zhou Xiaoqian felt a little happy.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, sour and sweet, have a good feeling. In Zhou Xiaoqian's opinion, it feels good to eat a sweet and sour pork ribs.

Frowning, the current Zhou Xiaoqian's eyes showed a bit of vitality.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, you can think about it for a while!" Zhou Xiaoqian said.

"Really? As long as you like your granddaughter, grandpa will cook... As long as your granddaughter is happy... the only bad thing is that there are no spareribs at home..." the old man said.

"This is simple, this is simple... I'm going to buy ribs, I'm going to buy ribs..." Zhou Xiaoqian said.

At this moment, Zhou Anshan did not speak.

Zhou Anshan took a stack of money and handed it to his granddaughter Zhou Xiaoqian.

Zhou Xiaoqian took the money and left. The depressed mood just now slowly became better at this time.

For this Zhou Xiaoqian, only good food and a good mood cannot be let down. The current Zhou Xiaoqian thought of eating spareribs, and the good mood suddenly made her happy.

For this Zhou Xiaoqian, at this moment, his state of mind is full of upward thoughts.

Zhou Xiaoqian raised her head and walked forward.

Not long after Zhou Xiaoqian left, a guest came to Fubaozhai.

"Old Zhou! Long time no see!"

"Rare guest! Rare guest! Brother Qingyuan, the president, is here!"

"you are welcome!"

"I don't know, Master Martial Arts Council, are you here to order some medicinal materials this time?"

"Drink tea!"

"It's good to drink tea! It's good to drink tea..."

The two of them are old friends.

The man in front of me is fifty years old and his name is Zhao Qingyuan.

Zhao Qingyuan is a master of the Yunshui City Martial Arts Association. Rather than being a master, he is the vice president of the Martial Arts Association.

Zhao Qingyuan is not an ordinary person. This person mainly practices sword energy. However, Zhou Anshan does not know the situation of this old friend in front of him. Zhou Anshan does not know how far Zhao Qingyuan has practiced sword energy now.

Zhou Anshan, when he heard the other party talking about drinking tea, immediately started boiling water.

This place is very convenient for boiling water. There is a tea table, which is very convenient and practical when boiling water.

For Zhou Anshan, having an acquaintance come over made him feel good.

"You are so leisurely and elegant... It's okay, just read the news, read the newspaper, and stay alert to information!" Zhao Qingyuan said.

In the past two days, during Zhao Qingyuan's practice, he always felt that his breath was uneven.

Because the breath was uneven, he was worried about something going wrong. As a master of sword energy, Zhao Qingyuan knew very well what the consequences of uneven breath would be.

"I came here today to grab some medicine..." Zhao Qingyuan said.

"Okay! I don't have much in this place, but there is a lot of medicine!" said the old man Zhou Anshan.

While talking, Zhou Anshan pressed the switch to boil tea.

Suddenly, the sound of the electric kettle sounded. For Zhou Anshan, what he was thinking about at the moment was to boil a pot of tea and make a few glasses of water.

Holding the newspaper, Zhao Qingyuan glanced at it.

As a practitioner and a master, Zhao Qingyuan could see eight words on the newspaper in an instant!

"Oh my God! Who wrote this?" Zhao Qingyuan said.

Zhao Qingyuan was stunned for a moment when he looked at the eight words written by Ye Tian.

"Movement and stillness are empty and solid, and the legs are full of energy."

Eight words, one not too much and one not too little.

This is a secret!

This is the principle of simplicity.

For a moment, this Zhao Qingyuan was extremely happy.

"Okay! Very good! Very good! Today is a worthwhile trip!" Zhao Qingyuan said.

After saying that, Zhao Qingyuan raised his head.

Zhao Qingyuan looked at the medicinal materials in the pharmacy and said at this time.

"Lao Zhou, weigh 100 yuan of licorice for me!" Zhao Qingyuan said.

"Licorice? One hundred yuan? Do you feed the pigs?" Zhou Anshan said.

Suddenly, this Zhao Qingyuan was happy.

This old Zhou, why is he still so venomous when he talks?

You should talk nicely, wouldn't you? Really, really...if he wasn't an old friend, I really don't know what the other person would think when he heard this.

Frowning his brows, the current Zhou Qingyuan had a smile on his face.

"Did you buy too much of this?" Zhao Qingyuan said.

"No way! Just three to five yuan!" Zhou Anshan said.

"Then tell me why this place is so expensive! I'll buy it..." Zhao Qingyuan said

Zhou Anshan quickly replied: "Ginseng is expensive! Ginseng wine is average!"

"Okay! I'll give you two hundred yuan, and I'll give you some!" Zhao Qingyuan said.

This Zhao Qingyuan, while talking, handed over two hundred yuan.

For Zhao Qingyuan, he was in a very good mood at the moment. He was happy to see a Qi training method in this place.

In order to support his old friend's business, Zhao Qingyuan talked about buying medicine at this time.

"How about I give you some painkillers?" Zhou Anshan said.

"???" Zhao Qingyuan said.

"I think you're just teasing me... you have no use at all!" Zhou Anshan said.

At this time, Zhao Qingyuan was speechless.

It seems that his plan has been discovered.

For a moment, Zhao Qingyuan had no choice but to tell the truth: "The words on your paper are already worth two hundred yuan... They are a secret book, a secret book for martial arts!"

"This piece of paper... has eight characters? Xiuwu, Qi training?" Zhou Anshan said.

At this time, Zhou Anshan thought of Ye Tian.

For a moment, Zhou Anshan was also speechless.

"Of course! Of course... these eight words are priceless treasures..." Zhao Qingyuan said.

"So evil?" Zhou Anshan said.

"You don't practice martial arts, you don't know, and you don't know... Anyway, I'll give you two hundred yuan, and you can give me some medicine!" Zhao Qingyuan said.

"Here you go, a bottle of ginseng bar!" Zhou Anshan said.

"Okay! No problem!" Zhao Qingyuan said.
Chapter completed!