"Mary, do you know that your muteness is not a destiny, but -" When Li Ling said this, he saw Lao Xiao carrying a live duck that screamed "Quack" in one hand and a big duck in the other.

Bag, ran in sweating profusely.

"Is everything ready?" Li Ling stepped forward and asked.

"Xiao Li, it's almost ready, but there's just one thing missing! Hi!" Lao Xiao said, wiping his sweat.

"What's the difference?" Li Ling was stunned.

"Indica rice! You want a liter of indica rice. I've been to all the markets near Chinatown, and none of the Chinese or Southeast Asians can sell it! This is the United States, and they can't even sell it here in Chinatown, so there's no need to go to other places.

"Lao Xiao looked anxious,

"Rice, japonica rice, glutinous rice, and millet are all available, but there is no indica rice! Rice shop owner Hantou said that indica rice may be sold in Chinatown in San Francisco, but it is probably not available here in New York.

Rice is usually used by Chinese people to make carrot cakes and rice noodles during Chinese New Year and festivals, but no one eats this kind of rice!"

Li Ling thought about it and it made sense. After all, this was overseas and the United States did not rely on rice as its staple food. Rice was easy to find, but niche products like indica rice were indeed difficult to find.

But the problem is that among the Lu Ban techniques that I have inherited, the "Nine Dragons Transforming Bone Water" technique that uses the system of moving gods and earth to escape places, must require indica rice, and it can never be replaced.

In Luban Shu, indica rice is the spiritual rice that can break evil spirits and dispel evil spirits. Because the rice grains are slender and almost transparent, the slenderness is the sharp edge, which proves the ax and adze of the carpenter in Luban Shu; and the transparency, proves

This is the Luban Mirror, which has the function of warding off evil spirits and transforming evil spirits. It is also said that indica rice is homophonic to "immortal rice", which is the rice eaten by gods. In Luban Shu, when the food needs whole grains, indica rice is the first choice.

Should Lao Xiao be asked to take a plane immediately across the continental United States and fly to Chinatown in San Francisco on the West Coast to buy indica rice?

When he was in trouble, he saw Mary signing to her father. After seeing it, Lao Xiao slapped his head and said, "Yes, there should be one in the Tang family! I'll go to the Tang family to look for it, eh, but..."

"What's wrong?" Li Ling was startled again.

Lao Xiao looked worried: "The Tang family bought a piece of land in Chinatown six years ago and built a large warehouse to store various rice grains imported from China and Southeast Asia.

"But they don't sell in Chinatown, nor do they retail. They are exclusively for Chinese restaurants and restaurants in New York. They do a lot of business, so they must have indica rice. Many Chinese restaurants make various pastries, which require indica rice.

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Li Ling nodded and said: "It makes sense. The exquisite rice cakes and pastries made in some high-end Chinese restaurants are made of indica rice. Then you should quickly go to the Tang family and ask. They are all Chinese. What's the problem with doing this?

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Old Xiao spread his hands and said: "The problem is, the Tang family is very proud, rich and powerful, they have always looked down on poor people like us, and they don't have a good relationship with all the Chinese in this street. I wonder if they are willing to give me some."

"

"I just want one liter, how much is one liter? We are all compatriots, and you made it clear that you want to save your wife, don't they even have this little sympathy? If they don't want to give it, then just buy it and pay them.

Right." Li Ling became a little impatient.

"Oh! I'll go look for them first." Lao Xiao said and trotted out.

Looking at Lao Xiao's leaving figure, Li Ling suddenly felt an ominous feeling in his heart. This should be another premonition attached to inheriting the Lu Ban technique.

He always felt that there would be some troubles when Lao Xiao went here, but he couldn't figure out what the troubles were. The fingers of his right hand had already made the Luban Gua Seal Jue, and he was preparing to divine the fortune of Lao Xiao's departure.

blessing.

But at this time, he was very confused. The real cause of Mary's muteness was simply unbelievable to him. He was worried about his lack of experience in saving her mother from disaster. At this time, he couldn't calm down to speculate carefully.

More than ten minutes passed, and he continued to make divination, but could not identify the divination, and finally gave up.

Isn’t it just a liter of rice? How much is it worth? I don’t believe that Lao Xiao will see ghosts when he goes to buy rice!

"Damn it, Lao Xiao is such an honest and friendly person, why did he come to the Tang family's yard and cry and make trouble? The Tang family is chasing him out!"

Outside the Xiao family's house, two Chinese people were walking and talking. One of them took a few steps to the door of the Xiao family and shouted: "Is there anyone in the Xiao family? Your old Xiao has a bloody head in the courtyard of the Tang family. You should hurry up and take a look!"

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After hearing this, Li Ling and Mary stood up at the same time. Mary looked panicked. She hurriedly went to her mother's room to report a message to her mother, then nodded to Li Ling and rushed out of the house.

Li Ling also followed, and after running eastward along Canal Street for three to five minutes, he saw a large courtyard with red lacquer and bronze doors, a typical Chinese courtyard house.

Dozens of Chinese people gathered at the entrance of the courtyard, and a few white people and two or three black people also came to watch the fun.

Mary squeezed through the crowd of onlookers like crazy, and Li Ling followed closely. The closer she got to the courtyard, the clearer the sounds inside were heard——

"I'm cursing your mother, you're blind, right? Today is my father's memorial day, our family is burning incense to worship, you came here to beg for rice, you are cursing our Tang family to

No food, no rice, right?

"Fathers and fellow villagers, tell me, is there anyone who brings such bad luck to others? Your family respects the ancestors, and someone comes to borrow rice to cause trouble. It's you, what will you do? Don't blame me, Old Tang, for this.

You're welcome!"

"Boss Tang, I beg you, for the sake of our neighbors and compatriots, just sell me two kilograms. I am saving people. My wife is about to die.

With these two kilograms of indica rice, she can survive. I beg you, I will kowtow to you..."

"Listen, everyone, is this old Xiao's brain short-circuited and his nerves abnormal? His wife wants to die, I think he is also crazy! Indica rice can cure diseases and save people's lives? You are telling me about Liaozhai, right?

Come on! We still have to pay homage to our ancestors!"

"I said, Boss Tang, the old Xiao family is quite pitiful. They may really need these two kilograms of indica rice. Since you have it and are unwilling to give it, just sell it to them for two kilograms. If you refuse to sell it, you won't beat them up."

My head will bleed!"

"Boss Tang, what's wrong with you worshiping your ancestors? If your ancestors are alive in heaven, they would only be happy to see your descendants doing good deeds. How could you say that Lao Xiao is cursing you..."

"Yes, we are all from the same neighborhood. We are all descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties. Boss Tang, what you are doing is too outrageous..."

"Uh-ah-uh!!!"

A woman's strange call suddenly sounded in the courtyard. People looked around and saw a girl with tears on her face running over and hugging the middle-aged man who was kneeling in the courtyard with blood on his face.

"Mary, you, why are you here? Dad is useless. He can't even get two kilograms of indica rice..." When Lao Xiao saw his daughter, he couldn't help but become more sad. However, because of Mary's mute disease, even if she cried loudly, she could not help but cry.

I could only howl, but my tears rolled down like broken pearls.

"Wu-wu-y-ah!!"

Mary wiped the blood from her father's face and looked at a row of Tang family descendants standing not far away. The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties with a beard, staring at the old man with disdain.

Xiao and her.

Of course Mary knew him, he was Boss Tang, the famous Tang Wanwan in Chinatown, who specialized in dry goods and grain business from North and South Asia in the United States.

Mary pulled her father up hard, and then, with a "dong" sound, she knelt down towards Boss Tang.

In the entire Chinatown, only the Tang family sells indica rice, and indica rice is my mother’s life-saving treasure!

"Whoosh!!"

Just as Mary was about to kowtow to Boss Tang, she suddenly felt that her body was no longer under her control - she actually stood up!

I saw a figure flashing in front of my eyes, and in the flash of lightning, I stood up from my original kneeling posture, without exerting any effort!

A burst of cheers broke out from the crowd of onlookers.

Li Ling grabbed Mary's collar with one hand like a chicken, lifted her up, and stood up straight. Then he glanced at her, who was astonished for no reason, and then at the domineering Tang family, especially the Tang family.

It was the middle-aged strong man who was leading the group.

"We Chinese, kneeling before the sky and kneeling before our parents, why should we kneel down for such so-called compatriots who are so unkind and unjust and refuse to save their lives!" Li Ling looked at the children of the Tang family and immediately turned around to look at the crowd of onlookers.

, shouted loudly,

"We Chinese people have left their homes and lived in a foreign country. We originally need everyone to unite sincerely and help each other. When one party is in trouble, all parties will support it. But look at it, apart from this layer of skin, what does this Tang family look like like us descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties?

"Bullying one's own people, doing evil things, being a wolf-hearted person! To be able to deal with such a cruel attack on such an honest person is simply a scum of us Chinese people and a disgrace to the descendants of the Yan and Huang people!"

A man doesn't vomit when he has something to say, just because it's not time to get angry!

Li Ling was angry, really angry. A kind-hearted boy who had practiced martial arts since childhood and abided by Chinese moral principles had never been so angry!

Your uncle, it’s just for two kilograms of rice! Did you kill your father or steal your mother? You want to bully an honest man like this!

These are your compatriots. They have the same yellow skin and black hair as you, and they have the same blood of Chinese people as you in their bones!

"Where did the little bastard get out of here and run wild in our place?!" A twenty-three to five-year-old Tang family kid came out, clenching his fists, and scolded him.

Li Ling was startled, rub it! Lian Jiazi!

Thinking about it, the Tang family is doing business in a foreign country, so they naturally need to take care of their homes and homes. Therefore, it is normal for someone in the family to practice martial arts.

"Where is the guard dog that was released and barked here?!" Li Ling looked at this young man, looking at his figure, fists, and steps, and tried to estimate what kind of kung fu this man was practicing.

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