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The table of dishes worth millions was eaten by Wang Cheng and Wang Yuanyuan. Tang Lele is an ordinary person's appetite. After eating not much, he was full. He sat on the chair in a daze. Seeing that Wang Cheng and his sister were eating so much, he was a little surprised.

Last time I knew that Wang Cheng had a large appetite. Although she could understand it this time, why did Wang Yuanyuan's appetite have also become much bigger now?

Tang Lele felt that the brother and sister are now big eaters, and ordinary people really can't afford to invite them.

Wang Cheng just ordered the food and thought that this guy was revenge in order to vent his anger, so he ordered so much. Now it seems that Tang Lele misunderstood that these two siblings can really eat so much.

After dinner, Tang Lele asked, "Wang Cheng, how long will it take to see my grandfather?"

Wang Cheng's appetite has been getting bigger and bigger recently, almost four times that of his previous illness. The little girl Wang Yuanyuan has been practicing boxing more and more seriously recently, and has gained some understanding of boxing skills and has also gained a lot of appetite.

While drinking tea after meals, Wang Cheng thought about it. He wanted to wait until he came down from the mountain before going. It would be best to understand the moxibustion scriptures sent by Fang Jinwen so that he could have the best grasp. Of course, even if he went now, he would be sure to cure Mr. Tang's disease and let him get out of bed within two months.

However, Wang Cheng has always been a perfectionist in his field, just like he scored full marks in his studies. When practicing boxing, he must understand it thoroughly.

Now he has more ideas about Mr. Tang’s illness.

"Well, wait half a month."

Wang Cheng said thinking.

It will be more than half a month before the agreed time with the old Taoist priest. Then go up the mountain to check the classics of the Zangding Temple and see if you can understand the moxibustion scriptures.

Then you can still learn the Earthly Fist.

Recently, martial arts has occupied a lot of Wang Cheng's thoughts.

Tang Lele nodded. As long as Wang Cheng agreed, she would not be in a hurry. Anyway, her grandfather is in good health and in good spirits recently. If she brings this news back, her grandfather will definitely be happier.

"Okay, I'll pick you up again in half a month. Then what do my grandfather need to pay attention to recently?"

Tang Lele said happily.

"You don't need to pay special attention to anything, just don't take Western medicine. If you take Chinese medicine, try to reduce the amount. The recipe I gave you last time is still there?"

"Yeah, here!"

"It's good to be there, but the diet should be followed by my recipe. Is the expert who has learned massage here?"

"Well, too, you can call me at any time."

"Ask He Expert for massage once a day. It's good once, don't have too much. The others are normal maintenance. Don't eat spicy food, don't stay up late, don't drink alcohol, or something. I'll go to treat it after half a month."

Tang Lele nodded and remembered it all in his heart.

That expert He hasn't been to the Tang family to give Mr. Tang a massage treatment recently, because the Tang family is afraid of doing things like Kang Jianhong again, so they don't trust the so-called experts in the expert group so much.

Now that Wang Cheng has said that after going back, Tang Lele will definitely ask his father Tang Qiangmin to call the expert He again.

After chatting for a few words, Wang Cheng took Wang Yuanyuan back to class, and Tang Lele naturally had to be responsible for sending the two brothers and sisters back to school. As soon as he left the private room, he met Song Yuanming, and other people Wang Cheng had unexpectedly, such as Yang Youde, Yang Lao, and his eldest son.

On the other side, there was also an old Japanese man wearing a kimono robe, surrounded by a middle-aged man and a young man, all of whom were Japanese, and they looked a little like a family.

Seeing Wang Cheng and the other two, Song Yuanming and Yang Youde were also obviously surprised, and they didn't expect to meet them here.

"Wang Cheng, Lele, Yuanyuan, are you here to have dinner again?"

Song Yuanming asked in surprise, guessing that Tang Lele had already dealt with Wang Cheng, and Wang Cheng was going to treat Mr. Tang again.

Wang Cheng nodded, looked at Old Yang curiously, and smiled, "Well, Sister Lele invites us to dinner, but I'm also surprised to meet you here. Old Yang is actually with you."

Old Yang smiled and nodded with a serious expression, saying, "I met Yuanming just now, Wang Cheng, your master is okay?"

Wang Cheng didn't know what Mr. Yang asked this. He had only been to Wusheng Mountain ten days ago. The old Taoist priest can drink and eat meat. He roared with his voice and could hear it from everyone on the mountain. It must be very good. He nodded and said, "Well, my master is fine. Mr. Yang probably doesn't come here often, right?"

Tang Lele and Wang Yuanyuan both shouted obediently: "Hello Grandpa Yang."

Old Yang nodded casually to the two of them, looked at the old man in Japanese samurai uniform beside him, and said, "Today, this old Japanese friend came to visit me. I want to entertain them, so I can't be shabby, so I came here."

The old man in a warrior uniform was about the same height as that of the old man Liu Wuzhong. He looked over 1.6 meters tall, with a gray-haired head and very energetic. He had no beard on his face, wide shoulders, thin waist, and a belt around his waist, which looked very imposing.

"I've made you spend money, Yang Sang."

The Japanese old man said seriously.

Song Yuanming laughed and said, "Haha, Mr. Yang, I'll treat you today. It's the first time you're here to my uncle's hotel. You can't even invite me before. This time you come to a banquet for Japanese friends. You must give me some face and ask me to invite you."

The little girl whispered, "I won't give you face."

After hearing the little girl's words, Mr. Yang smiled slightly and said, "Yuan Ming, don't be so polite, otherwise I will not dare to come here in the future. As for the Japanese friend, this is Dongxingwu, and this is not the first time he has come to Jiangzhou. We have seen him once when we were young."

Mr. Yang's tone of speaking was a bit dry.

Dongxingwu, Dongxing Group?

Wang Cheng was slightly curious.

Dong Xingwu squeezed out a smile on his stern face and said, "Yes, when I was young, I liked you Chinese martial arts. I once traveled to China to learn martial arts and stayed in Jiangzhou for half a year."

Old Yang smiled: "It's not just about preference."

Now, as long as everyone knows that Mr. Yang has something to say, and he is obviously not so tempted by this Dongxingwu.

Song Yuanming was very embarrassed for a moment and wanted to flatter him. Now he seemed to have slapped his horse's legs. He hurriedly pretended to be surprised: "Oh..., I understand. I heard that Japan's Dongxing Group is coming to our Jiangzhou to invest. This old man is from Dongxing Group, right?"

"That's his son's property."

Mr. Yang said directly.

Dong Xingwu nodded, his eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said, "Yang Sang is still so direct in his speech. I wonder, when will our discussion be set?"

Song Yuanming did not dare to interrupt casually. Wang Cheng and Tang Lele were naturally not easy to speak. Both of them could not be so friendly and they had to compete now.

Competition with Mr. Yang?

Although Wang Cheng had never seen Mr. Yang take action, he had seen Liu Wuzhong and the old Taoist priest fight. Mr. Yang's strength must be no weaker than Mr. Liu Wuzhong.

The Dongxing Wu dared to propose a competition for the elderly, but it was not easy. Wang Cheng stared at him and suddenly found that the Japanese old man's body was like a javelin, and his whole body was filled with sharpness. There were thick calluses on the tiger's mouth in his right hand, and he probably often used a knife.

At the same time, Dong Xingwu's breathing is also rhythmic, and his foot steps are extremely aggressive, and he always maintains a posture that can exert force instantly at any time.

When a master exerts his strength, he will definitely start with his feet. Only by stepping on the ground can he have a foundation.

Old Yang walked slowly behind his hands, looking at the appearance of Jiangzhou outside the window, and smiled relaxedly: "You came to me from all the way to get revenge from that time? The matter of competition can be done at any time. Old man, I could defeat you when I was young, and now I can defeat you."

When the Japanese Toksung family practiced martial arts in the era of Japan, thirty years ago, Toksung had achieved success in martial arts learning and came to China from Japan to study martial arts.

At that time, he set out from the capital and headed south to visit many famous masters. He also had a lot of competition with many masters. More than a dozen famous masters of national martial arts were defeated by him. At the same time, he had failed more times and suffered a great loss in the hands of many masters of national martial arts.

Especially in the Central Plains where Shaolin is located, as well as the northern Shanxi, Bashu, and Wudang and Jiangzhou. As for the south, he did not go.

The Central Plains and Shanxi have been strong since ancient times, with many martial arts inheritance families and sects, and are the places with the most prosperous martial arts style and the deepest heritage. The Bashu and Wudang are also famous martial arts attractions. In these places, Dongxing Wushen was defeated by his lack of temper.

However, Jiangzhou has never had any great people in history, nor is it the birthplace of a martial arts school. Therefore, Dongxingwu lost to two people here, and he was always worried.

Which two people?

Naturally, they are Yang Youde and Liu Wuzhong; the descendant of Yang's Tai Chi, and the master who learned Xingyiquan with Hutou Shaobao.

At that time, Dongxingwu's travel in China ended in Jiangzhou, and he had not yet gone to many places in the south because he knew that there would be more failures after going there. So he went back to Japan and continued to practice martial arts, summarizing the gains he had traveled in China.

The martial arts sects and families in various regions of China held martial arts competitions, which could not be hidden from some other countries. After Dongxingwu learned about this, he became quiet and thoughtful after 30 years of low-key Japan, and wanted to continue to come to China to explore more martial arts mysteries.

So he came to Jiangzhou and brought his son's group to Jiangzhou investment, and he also had an open identity.

"Yang Sang, Liu Sang, this time I came to China and went directly to Jiangzhou to continue my travels back then."

Dongxingwu speaks Chinese fluently, just like ordinary Chinese. His knowledge in Chinese studies is definitely at the level of professors. This is a skill that many older generation Japanese have, and they are very knowledgeable about Chinese culture, because the Japanese families with background have developed from the era of worshiping Han culture and learning Han culture.

Even though Japan's economy and technology are extremely developed now, it has surpassed China, and many ancient families still retain the tradition of learning Chinese. Because Chinese was the aristocratic language of the upper class in Japan back then.

"But this time, I want to win."

Dong Xingwu said confidently: "I want to win all the way."

The fighting spirit of the warrior is almost clearly visible in Dong Xingwu. This time he came to Jiangzhou to continue his travels thirty years ago, starting with defeating Yang Youde and Liu Wuzhong, and then continue to challenge the south, and keep winning, no longer losing to many people like they did back then, and almost became a laughing stock after returning to China. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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