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Chapter 16 I think of a way to make money

Regarding that sentence, he no longer has to pay for noodles. Chujiu explained that he felt that working as a waiter in the female boss’s shop in his spare time was not enough to exchange for a large bowl of noodles. He would always feel guilty in his heart, and in the long run he would be tainted with karma.

, people who practice Taoism should not be ashamed of their hearts.

In the end, the Taoist method to help Wang Li was actually largely due to the female boss. The karma between Wang Li and him alone was not enough to forcefully cast a spell to change some things.

I asked if he was successful at that last moment? Chujiu shook his head and said that he actually didn’t know. At that moment, his mind was completely blank. There are laws of heaven, so he just tried his best.

Back in the dormitory, Zhiyong was packing up the radio. It seemed that the evening radio program had just ended. I looked at the clock on the wall and it was indeed 11:48.

"You don't have to get up early on weekends, so why are you staying up so late? Fengzi just happened to be back. Tell us horror stories. Maybe I can turn from a boy into a man like Liu Yang by relying on horror stories."

Zhiyong put the radio into the box and began to make suggestions on how to pass the boring time before going to bed in dormitory 206.

"Go away! I'm still an innocent little boy now, okay?" the violent man Liu Yang made a cute look.

Zhang Feng climbed to the bedside and pretended to vomit: "We are not far from a man! I bet this semester!"

"Let's listen to Fengzi's story. Whether you can become a man before graduation depends on Fengzi! Hahahaha!" Liu Yang looked embarrassed.

I thought that if I told you about Zhang Feng, you would probably only think of me as a younger brother!

After brushing my teeth and lying on the hard bed, I felt a deep sense of exhaustion and realized that the day had been so tiring. I couldn't sleep for a while, so I finished telling Wang Li's story with some modifications and embellishments.

Zhiyong: “Isn’t this scary today?”

Zhang Feng's voice, with a thick nasal sound that sounded like crying, came from the upper bunk: "Why does my heart suddenly hurt so much when I hear the name Wang Li?"

"Maybe it's because you are so anxious to become a man that you don't want to let go! Hahahaha!"

"Liu Yang! I want to fight you in a duel! A fight of life and death, even if you decide who is the best!"

Zhang Feng suddenly stood up from the bed and was about to get out of bed with an angry look on his face. He saw Liu Yang silently picking up the chair next to the desk and lying back on the bed: "I'm suddenly sleepy. Let's fight another day!"

He was dragged out of bed by Chu Jiu as soon as it got dark. Liu Yang, who came home late every day, almost had to tear down the dormitory door before someone opened the door, so the door of dormitory 206 was never closed again.

Recently, I have been waking up less and less frequently in the middle of the night. It seems that the hard bed is not so difficult to fall asleep. I still feel quite comfortable in the morning.

"On the ninth day of the lunar month, the school cafeteria is not open yet!"

"Get up and do morning exercises!"

There is a small forest behind the dormitory building, and there is a small open space in the forest. Chujiu said that it took several days since school started to find such a good place without being disturbed, and then he started to warm up by shaking his arms and legs.

Seeing me standing there blankly, Chujiu did a somersault and landed next to me accurately:

"Guo Guo, don't you usually do morning exercises?"

"When I'm at home, my grandpa will ask me to stand still for half an hour before lunch. As for when I get to school, hehe."

After I finished speaking, I also found that I had become a lot less relaxed about many things in the past month or so, so I set up a horse stance at the edge of the open space.

After finishing the warm-up on the ninth day, stand up with your back to the sun and start punching. It rises invisible and falls without a trace. Your hands are like poisonous arrows, and your body is like a returning bow. On the ninth day, the boxing movements are as light as flying, heavy as thunder, and shaped like a falcon catching a rabbit.

God is like a cat catching a mouse.

I know about the Five Elements Boxing from my grandfather. It seems that I have achieved some success in the five boxing techniques of split, collapse, drill, cannon and cross on the ninth day of the ninth day. It seems that I couldn’t keep up with the pace of the ninth day when I went down the mountain last night. It is already the ninth day of the ninth day.

When deliberately slowing down.

The original words of grandpa Xiwu are: "I have no talent at all. It is a miracle that I can practice Dantian Qi before I am seven years old. Learning a few grapples is enough to deal with ordinary people. If I encounter a master, I can run away!"

Lack of talent does not mean lack of vision. It can still be seen that the five boxing techniques of Chujiu, split, collapse, drill, cannon and horizontal, correspond to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire and earth.

After a set of Five Elements Boxing was over, Chu Jiu saw that I was still standing still: "Guo Guo, do you only practice Qi? My old man's old man said that Grandpa Qin only practiced Qi before, and then he also started practicing external skills."

It seems that Chujiu knows more about my grandfather's past than I do. In Lijiacun, my grandfather never talks about the past.

Every time I asked, I just said that he was an ordinary Feng Shui master. He accidentally came to Lijiacun when there was a famine in the countryside and followed the people fleeing.

I told Chujiu truthfully, "Grandpa said I can't learn this!"

Chujiu stared at me for a while, probably thinking that it was too difficult for me to learn boxing, "Then you just do a set of radio gymnastics every day and then stand!"

"Broadcast gymnastics?"

"Yes! Radio gymnastics!" Chujiu explained that many students looked down upon the school's radio gymnastics, as if they were forced to participate.

In fact, the radio gymnastics we do is adapted from ancient boxing methods after many national-level boxers and internal martial arts masters have studied for a long time. As long as every movement is done properly, the physical fitness will definitely be no worse than that of entry-level boxers in a few years.

I have never done radio gymnastics seriously since I was a child, and for the first time I completed every move seriously.

After finishing the seventh set of radio gymnastics, the muscles all over my body felt a little sore, and I stretched a lot and made a "crack" sound in my waist joints.

The whole person instantly felt much more relaxed. After standing at the pile, Chujiu and I wandered to the school cafeteria, just in time to catch up with the first batch of sauced pork buns coming out of the pot.

I ordered two cages of pork buns with soy sauce and two cups of soy milk, and after finishing them voraciously, Chujiu licked her shiny lips: "Guoguo, can I have another cage of steamed buns? I'm not full."

I was also a little surprised. The usual breakfast portion was enough to fill me up, but today I didn’t even feel full. I reluctantly spent another five yuan to order two steamed buns.

Maybe I was too hungry, so Chujiu said while eating: "Guo Guo, you have to make a lot of money!"

"Why?"

"A poor man studies, a rich man practices martial arts! Have you ever heard of it? My old man's old man said that if the Chinese medicine I used to take baths since childhood could be converted into money, it could be enough to support the entire village for more than ten years."

I was really shocked. I had heard the saying that getting rich would practice martial arts, but I had no idea how rich you were.

When Chujiu was described like this, the first thing that came to my mind was that it was a good thing that I didn't have the talent for martial arts, otherwise my whole family would probably have nothing to eat.

"The best way to keep your blood full is to eat. People who practice martial arts have big appetites for this reason!" After Chujiu explained this sentence to me, he continued with a smile on his face:

"Guo Guo, I thought of a good way to make money!"


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