Qishilin Western Restaurant is the earliest and largest Western restaurant in Tianjin.
Chen Shi met Zheng Shanao again.
"I've thought about becoming famous, but I don't want to practice it!" Chen Shi proudly said to Zheng Shan with a solemn expression.
Zheng Shanao raised the corner of his mouth and said in a sarcastic tone: "It's free to buy bread from Shilin. This is the only cheap thing in Jinmen."
Chen Shi looked as normal and said: "I know that besides your nodding, there is an old rule. After fighting in eight martial arts schools, you can gain a foothold in Jinmen."
"No one has ever attacked Wu Jia so far." Zheng Shan Aoruo stared at Chen Shi thoughtfully, "No one has ever eaten five bread from Shilin."
Chen Shi smiled, raised his right hand, and shouted loudly to the Belarusian waiter: "Eight pieces of bread!"
He wanted to express his thoughts and determination in this way.
Zheng Shanao had something to say, but at this time he stopped talking and looked at it with interest, a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth.
The bread is a big loaf weighing two kilograms, and it looks as strong as a Soviet man.
Eight large bastards were arranged in two rows and placed in front of Chen Shi. Chen Shi's eyes were a little straight, which was different from what he imagined.
He thought that no matter how big the bread was, it would be no bigger than Lu Di's steamed buns. Even if he could eat eight at a time, it wouldn't be a big deal.
But he never thought that this bread would be so big!
Why make such a big and expensive product like bread? This boss is also sick!
Chen Shi cursed in his heart, but on the outside he remained calm.
Now that the arrow was on the string and he had to shoot it, he grabbed the first piece of bread, stuffed it into his mouth, and devoured it.
By the time he ate the fifth meal, Chen Shi's stomach was almost bursting. He felt that it was already in his throat and would overflow if he wasn't careful.
He knew that no matter what, he would never be able to eat eight big lobsters.
But if my pretense fails, I still have to come back.
"My master lived a peaceful life. A few years before his death, he would scold himself whenever he drank." He made a serious and sad look, "I don't want to feel uneasy when I grow old."
These words made Zheng Shanao's mouth become less playful, and his eyes became darker.
These words touched Zheng Shanao's heart.
When people grow old, they always have many regrets. This is a common problem among the elderly. After all, few people can do without regrets for wasting their years and without shame for doing nothing.
Just when Chen Shi was about to strike while the iron was hot, a fair-skinned, plump and round female waitress carried a pot of water, put it on the table, and said with a cold face: "Stop eating, I won't see a man who doesn't take advantage of me enough!"
This female waitress is the only Chinese female waiter in this restaurant.
This sentence made Chen Shi and Zheng Shanao look at her in surprise at the same time. They watched the female waiter walk away, put down the tray, and then stood not far away again as if nothing had happened.
Both of them were a little bit dumbfounded.
The good atmosphere was ruined just like that.
Zheng Shanao held his forehead, calmed down his emotions and said: "Okay, then follow the rules."
Chen Shi felt relieved and thought that these five loaves of bread were not in vain.
He said with relief: "If it had been two years later, I wouldn't have been able to fight."
He is now in his late twenties, and his physical condition is declining year by year. This is one of the reasons why he is eager to branch out for the sect, because he is afraid that as he grows older, he will become more and more incompetent.
"You don't need to fight." Zheng Shan said proudly.
Chen Shi was startled.
"If you fight, the martial arts gym where you have been kicked will not tolerate you!" Zheng Shanao picked up the red wine on the table and said, "Teach a disciple to fight!"
"You can't tolerate me, but you can tolerate him?" Chen Shi was a little confused.
"Apprentices have to be found locally. People from Jinmen should be welcomed by people from Jinmen." Zheng Shan smiled proudly and said, "Let me help you choose one."
"Teaching someone can take three years at the earliest. I can't wait!" Chen Shi frowned.
Zheng Shanao said coldly: "You can only wait!"
Chen Shi frowned deeper.
"There is another way." Zheng Shanao suddenly said leisurely, "You do me a favor. You don't have to play in the gym. I will take care of opening the martial arts gym for you. For at most three months, I will let your martial arts
The museum is open with great success.”
"What's the matter?" Chen Shi looked at Zheng Shanao.
"Do you still remember Geng Liangchen?" Zheng Shan said proudly.
"You want his quick fix?" Chen Shi reacted immediately, his eyes flashing.
"Who wouldn't want someone who practices martial arts?" Zheng Shanao laughed at himself, "His quick method makes me sad."
"Isn't this person a simple person?" Chen Shi asked tentatively. Zheng Shanao is a leader in martial arts and a local snake. If Geng Liangchen can be easily solved, this matter will not be his turn. He doesn't believe that pie in the sky will fall into his hands.
"Of course it's not simple." Zheng Shan said proudly, "But what background he has, I couldn't figure it out for a while, so I came to you to see if this matter could be solved simpler. After all, I don't want his interests, and between us
What the world wants is just what a simple warrior wants."
"Just think of it as multiple paths." Zheng Shan said with an arrogant smile, "I will also help you find candidates for your apprentices, and you can also try it over there."
"If it works, it saves three years; if it doesn't work, it doesn't matter."
Chen Shi frowned deeply and finally nodded slowly.
Either spend three years teaching disciples, or find a way to develop a quick exercise method that you are also very interested in.
Although this is definitely not easy, it doesn't hurt to try.
After leaving Qi Shilin and saying goodbye to Zheng Shanao, Chen Shi immediately found a deserted place, picked his throat and vomited loudly to make himself feel better.
Then he organized his thoughts and started to go out to find out the details about Geng Liangchen.
Cats have their own catwalks, and dogs have their own dogwalks. Chen Shi has lived for more than forty years and has experienced a lot of hardships, so naturally this matter is not a problem.
Soon, after learning all about Geng Liangchen's past and the major events he had done recently, he also had the same doubts as Zheng Shanao: "What is the background of this Geng Liangchen?"
He always felt that Geng Liangchen's rise was indescribably strange and awkward.
This man suddenly sprung up, like bamboo shoots after the rain.
According to rumors in the market, this man should be a chivalrous person. Moreover, Chen Shi was deeply impressed by Geng Liangchen during their previous two meetings and felt that this man had a cheerful and bold temperament.
"You can give it a try!" Chen Shi made a decision.
He was looking for Su Yi not for profit, but for martial arts, so there was no need to worry about his background.
As long as this matter is limited to purely military matters, there shouldn't be any problems.
When Chen Shi found Su Yi, Su Yi was standing on the edge of Baihe Pier, looking at the crowd of ants, busy shuttling on the pier.
It was noon at this time, and Chen Shi noticed that Su Yi was wearing loose clothes and the hair on the back of his neck was still wet. He had obviously done strenuous exercise.
Chen Shi's heart moved.
"Master Geng, this gentleman said he knew you and came to see you." Lipa, who was leading the way, smiled and bowed.
Su Yi came back to his senses and his eyes lit up when he saw Chen Shi.
"Master Chen? Oh, are you really a distinguished guest? I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Su Yi looked very happy and said hello with fists in his hands.
Seeing Su Yi's enthusiastic look, Chen Shi felt relieved, and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Geng, please don't take offense to your visit."
"We are all from the Jianghu community, how come there are so many polite words? Why are you surprised? Don't be surprised! Let's go, I'll treat you to tea!" Su Yi waved his hand heartily, dragging Chen Shi away.
Soon, the two of them sat down in a teahouse and started chatting.
"Mr. Geng, to be honest, I came to visit you this time because I encountered a little difficulty and asked you for help. I am new here and I really don't have many friends in Tianjin. The old man Zheng you met last time is like him.
I am only a casual acquaintance with the old man, and I dare not bother him with my own trivial matters. But this trivial matter really bothered me, so I thought of Mr. Geng."
"We met in a hurry before, but Mr. Geng and I hit it off right away, so I came here shamelessly."
Although Chen Shi is a martial artist, he travels all over the world, and in this scene, he just opens his mouth to talk.
"What's the trouble?" Su Yi said with a smile, "Mr. Chen came to me because he considers me a friend, right?"
"Yes, Mr. Geng is so arrogant that I, Chen Shi, am fascinated by him. I just want to make friends with a hero like you!" Chen Shi said.
"Since we want to make friends, let's be honest with each other!" Su Yi changed the subject, "Master Chen, actually you didn't come to me for help, you came here for my muscles, right?"
The expression on Chen Shi's face suddenly froze, and he felt confused.
Why is it that the showdown has already begun before the relationship has even started to get closer?
"I don't..." He wanted to deny it, but when he saw Su Yi's smiling expression, the deceptive words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it out.
"Well, Mr. Geng is a sensible person. If you are a sensible person, you should open the sky and speak openly. You should not hide anything." Chen Shi suddenly let out a breath and let go of the burden in his heart.
He picked up the tea cup and said to Su Yi: "I am offering tea instead of wine as an apology. I came to see Mr. Geng and said that I admire him, but my purpose is not pure. I am really ashamed!"
Su Yi did not stop him, and looked at Chen Shi with a smile. After he finished the bowl of hot tea, he said leisurely: "Compared with the four words of "feeling like old friends at first sight," I prefer another sentence, which is called 'It takes a long time to see a person's heart.
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"So Master Chen, it's not important why we met. What's important is how we get along in the future."
"This makes sense." Chen Shi looked at Su Yi and said seriously, "Mr. Geng is young, but he sees things more thoroughly than me and handles things more freely than me! Whether you believe it or not, I want to
Say, I came to get to know you with all my sincerity."
"I believe it." Su Yi said with a smile, "Master Chen, we are all warriors, why not use kung fu to talk, let's have a discussion first, and then talk about emotional interests."
"Okay." Chen Shi pondered slightly and agreed.
Among warriors, making friends through martial arts is the correct way to open up.
"Refreshing!" Su Yi was very excited. In the ring of "Fierce Fight", he also met people practicing Wing Chun. However, in MMA, everyone just used doctrines and fusion monsters. Wing Chun is not suitable for a real boxer.
Say, it's just a tool in his tool kit.
This is the first time Su Yi has encountered a real expert who only plays Wing Chun.
How could he not see the joy of hunting?
"I'm looking for a place, Master Chen will come with me!" Su Yi happily took Chen Shi away from the teahouse.
Soon, Su Yi spent some money and found a venue where no one would disturb him.
The two stood opposite each other. Su Yi took off his shirt, revealing his naked upper body, and then rolled up the trousers underneath.
Chen Shi's eyes were filled with strange expressions. Every time he looked at Su Yi's smooth muscles, he couldn't help but feel excited and wanted to find out.
Soon, Su Yi was ready. While moving his hands and feet, he said to Chen Shi: "My martial arts is actually very complicated, including jujitsu, boxing, wrestling, Muay Thai, all in one pot. But they are all foreign things, not like ours
The traditional Chinese Kung Fu has always made me regretful. In fact, I have always doubted whether our Chinese Kung Fu can be used."
Chen Shi was not angry because of Su Yi's words, because not only was Su Yi suspicious, but these days, there were many people who doubted whether martial arts could be used.
Don’t think that doubts about martial arts are very loud in modern times. In the recognized golden age of martial arts in the Republic of China, Chinese people doubted martial arts even more loudly, and even formed a huge wave. This kind of doubt is not only a suspicion, but also a suspicion among Chinese people.
The contempt and denial of warriors has been in my heart since ancient times.
Although modern Chinese people like to use the term "long-established" when talking about spreading martial arts, but throughout the past five thousand years, have warriors ever had any status?
Since the "exclusive respect for Confucianism" in the Han Dynasty, which made Confucianism respected, China has long been in a culture that values literature over martial arts.
Martial arts has always been looked down upon by the mainstream scholar-bureaucrat society. Its practitioners are mostly farmers, doctors, and craftsmen who travel all over the country. They live as monks and priests in temples and Taoist temples. These are groups that are regarded as unfashionable.
Not only was martial arts not valued by scholar-bureaucrats and the powerful in peaceful times, but even in troubled times when it was necessary to kill enemies and perform meritorious deeds, the generals who led the troops in war did not think highly of such so-called "martial artists" at all, especially those of the gods.
A nagging martial arts master.
Qi Jiguang, the famous anti-Japanese general of the Ming Dynasty, had a very bad impression of the so-called Shaolin monks who came to serve at that time in his "New Book of Jixiao", thinking that they were not useful at all. Zeng Guofan, who later imitated Qi Jiguang in training his troops, also had a negative impression of such people.
Keep a respectful distance.
The literati didn't like it, and the soldiers disdained it. In order to improve their status and move closer to the mainstream society, and to attract more people to practice martial arts, the martial arts began to create a system for their own boxing techniques based on Yin-Yang and the Five Elements, and then attached it to
Historical celebrities and various legendary stories were mentioned, so many sects were formed.
If you look at the current martial arts sects, the founder of this one is Zhao Kuangyin, and the founder of that one is Yue Fei, there are even some who regard Guan Gong as their founder dating back to the Three Kingdoms period. As long as these people have spirits in heaven, I am afraid they will be confused.
Where are these? They are not next to each other at all!
I mentioned before why martial arts suddenly appeared in the Republic of China. In fact, the first person to propose the "Chinese Samurai Way" was Liang Qichao. At that time, in the late Qing Dynasty, the idea of "the weak should be used as strong meat and the stupid as wise servants" was prevalent, and some knowledgeable people expressed their opinions.
I hope to revive the Chinese nation’s martial tradition and revive the national spirit with the ancient chivalrous style.
But what martial arts brings to a nation is not self-confidence, but self-deception.
