The fists of the old man and the young man were intersecting, but they were very measured. When the fists approached, they suddenly retracted, and the force was neither light nor heavy.
The punches of both of them are extremely fast. Generally, if you are not trained, you will not be able to tell when to punch.
Huo Yuanjia took one foot as a pivot and took half a step back. He ducked slightly to the right to avoid Bai Gui's kick. Then he stretched out his left hand from his right arm and blocked the tip of Bai Gui's left foot.
Bang!
The punching wind is overflowing!
Bai Gui also changed his kicking skills at this moment, and then used the cloaking fist to turn around and smash the nail, and stabbed the right elbow in the direction of Huo Yuanjia, full of ferocity.
The two punched each other directly in the cheeks.
Lean less.
Huo Yuanjia retreated again, to the edge of the courtyard wall, panting heavily, "Meihe, that's enough. Your physical strength alone is better than that of all boxers. In boxing, you hit the body. I'm in my thirties."
When I fought with you before the break, I could still keep up, but afterward, I was far behind..."
Bai Gui stopped. At this time, he had changed into a long gown.
After returning home, it will be more convenient to wear a long gown.
"Master Huo, you're too polite. I'm afraid of young people with boxing skills. I just rely on my strength."
Bai Gui bowed and saluted.
In the fight just now, he only exerted less than 40% of his strength and did not use his full strength. However, Huo Yuanjia is now old and frail, and his strength and endurance are definitely not as good as when he was young. This is normal.
When walking out of the backyard.
Bai Gui's heart moved, "Master Huo, I wonder if you have developed your internal strength?"
Since he learned Huo Yuanjia's Mizong Quan, he has practiced hard day and night and can feel the sense of Qi. However, he still cannot control the sword with Qi like Master Ma. He can only practice inner strength, which is more convenient.
He used inch kicks and inch punches.
"Internal strength, I have developed it when I was young, but now..."
Huo Yuanjia paused, sighed, shook his head and said: "Our internal martial arts can cultivate internal energy, but after practicing it, it often cannot be retained and will dissipate. However, you don't have to regret it. If you can
There are still only a few martial artists who have developed inner strength."
"Thank you Master Huo for answering the question."
Bai Gui nodded.
He didn't say much, it seemed like it was just a normal inquiry.
Huo Yuanjia also had no doubts. The concept of Nei Jin was indeed not uncommon among various martial arts in Neijiaquan. People usually asked him this question.
But what Bai Gui was told was to tell the truth.
Those disciples selectively concealed part of it.
"This is the effect of the inner elixir method Ziwu Purifying Body Technique..."
"Master Huo's Mizong Fist is similar to the eight Vajra Kung Fu taught to me by Taoist Zhang. They are all dynamic exercises, and the Qi you practice cannot be preserved. However, the Ziwu Purifying Body Kung Fu is a static Kung Fu, and the Qi you practice can be preserved in the inner elixir."
live……"
Bai Guixin thought.
However, the internal elixir method of Ziwu Purification Kung Fu is a secret that is not passed down by Quanzhen Longmen Sect. He will not tell Huo Yuanjia too much. He and Huo Yuanjia are not so close yet, and they are entrusted by others and are loyal.
thing.
"The Analects of Confucius·Zi Yuan" says: "The master said that a gentleman is not as good as his tongue."
Although he is a hypocrite, he has always tried his best to be a gentleman.
Being a gentleman has more benefits than being a villain.
…
Bai Gui didn't stay in Jingwu Sect for long, he only stayed for a day and a half.
The next night, relying on his connections with the Jingwu Sect, he got a ticket from Shanghai to Jinling. Although he got a second-class carriage on this train, there were still a lot of people inside.
"Sir, this is the benefit of the second-class ticket, a pack of mint leaves."
"Please accept it."
While Bai Gui was reading, the train attendant handed him a small packet of mint leaves.
"Thank you."
Bai Gui was slightly startled and accepted the gift.
Mint leaves have the functions of dispelling wind and evil, dissipating wind and heat, and being fragrant and clearing the mind, so they have always been a must-have for motion sickness. The previous time, Bai Gui, Liu Mingda, and Wu Huaixian had not given mint leaves as gifts when they stayed in Japan and took the train. Unexpectedly, in a few years,
After taking the train again, the second-class ticket comes with the bonus of free mint leaves.
But this is normal.
With mint leaves, you can reduce the chance of vomiting when passengers get carsick. It can make the car cleaner. In addition, mint leaves are really not very valuable, and it is a small thing that is free of charge...
He opened it and saw that there were only four or five pieces inside.
I casually threw a mint leaf into my mouth and chewed it. The fragrance was slightly sweet, as if I had taken in air-conditioning.
Chilly.
If it were a treasure pill on a Japanese carriage, he would never want to enter it.
But mint leaves, a naturally growing plant, are also a pleasure to eat.
The whole journey was silent.
By the time Bai Gui arrived in Yanjing, more than ten days had passed and it was mid-June.
The train from Tianjin to Yanjing is short, but it still takes an hour. Bai Gui just got off the Yanjing Railway Station, and the temperature suddenly increased. The hot wind hit his face, and he really felt the scorching heat in the north.
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Railway station, platform.
There are bustling crowds everywhere, speaking dialects from all over the world, and wearing different colors. Some are rich and poor, some are noble and some are humble. Braids, which are rare in the southern provinces, inevitably become more common in Yanjing.
Walk out of the train station.
This is a wide bluestone road with shops and mostly restaurants on both sides of the road.
"Wonton, sell chaos."
"Hu spicy soup, the authentic Hu spicy soup from Henan Province. Dear guests, please come in. You won't sweat after eating it. Our store doesn't charge you..."
"Sisheng Baozi Shop, they are big and thin, you will be full after eating one."
Bai Guizhou was tired from the train. From Shanghai to Yanjing, he hardly stopped for a moment. He only ate a few Tianjin cannabis flowers in the carriage. He was hungry at this time, so he simply found a restaurant that looked well decorated.
Come down.
He ordered a bowl of high-quality lamb offal soup and two sesame sauce pancakes.
The mutton soup is not smelly and tastes good.
It's just that it can't compare with the Hetan sheep he ate in Qin Province, but it's better than the sesame sauce pancakes and haggis soup.
After Bai Gui finished eating, he called the waiter to calculate the accounts.
When I was in Japan, eating was not a pleasant experience. What I ate every day was miso soup and rice. How could this kind of mutton soup with flatbreads be as refreshing?
"My guest, the total is five copper coins."
The waiter came over, nodded and bowed.
Looking at the temperament of the Bai Gui in front of him, he was different from the ordinary guests. He must be a noble person.
In the early years of the Republic of China, copper yuan (copper radium) was used instead of copper coins in the late Qing Dynasty as the auxiliary currency. It was stipulated that each copper yuan could be worth ten copper coins, and ten copper yuan was one jiao. On the copper yuan, there were silver cents, and the silver cents had two cents and single cents.
Most of these silver coins are dragon coins cast in the late Qing Dynasty, and those above Longhao are silver coins.
However, silver coins are often cast in the southern provinces, and double-corner silver coins do not use twice as much material as single-corner silver coins. Therefore, in the north, the circulation of double-corner silver coins is generally poor.
Bai Gui hummed and handed over two single-cent silver coins.
The price is quite reasonable.
The purchasing power of one silver dollar is very strong. In the Shanghai market at this time, one silver dollar could buy forty-four kilograms of rice. When going to a restaurant, you could eat four or five dishes, all of which were roast chicken and steak.
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The restaurant waiter immediately went to the counter to settle the account and found five copper coins.
Just when Bai Gui was about to get up, the restaurant waiter hesitated for a while and said: "From the guest officer's accent, he must not be a native of Yanjing. If the guest officer wants to rent a house, find a hotel, and bring someone with him,
Our store cooperates with us in guiding the way, introducing people to dentists, etc., and the storage is cheaper than asking the customer in person..."
Most shops like this one next to the train station have this kind of service.
"No need, I have a place to live in Yanjing."
Bai Gui waved his hand and refused.
Cars, boats, shops, legs and teeth, they deserve to be killed even if they are not guilty.
The shop refers to the waiter, the owner who adapts to the situation. Maybe it is cheaper and more convenient as he said. But more often than not, the rich are the ones who get ripped off.
Because of this, he was greedy for petty gains and suffered serious crimes.
Besides, with his net worth, he can't spare this little money.
Walking to the entrance of the alley, there are rows of rickshaw pullers waiting along the road. Each of them is wearing a long-sleeved white coat, white or black hakama, with fat trousers, thin belts at the ankles, and ankles.
On top are blue cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles.
At first glance, it looks very neat and tidy.
The first time I saw Bai Gui, he looked like his employer. He was dressed in clean robes and had short, sharp hair... It was impossible to pretend to be elegant. This appearance was very similar to the gentleman in school, and his
There are no patches on the gown, which means he is not short of money. He is carrying a suitcase in his right hand, and the wrist sleeves that are slumped at the handle are slightly raised. He should be wearing a foreign watch...
"Sir, would you like to have a full day or a happy half day?"
As they approached, they heard and saw the noise. Several young rickshaw pullers quickly put away the linen towels they were wiping sweat on, draped them over their shoulders, and approached them, smiling to please them.
"All day."
Bai Gui pondered for a while. He had just arrived, and he didn't say hello to his friends in advance. He had to find a place to stay first, and it was hard to find a place to stay. It would be fine to find a hotel at random. He obviously needed to stay in Yanjing for a while.
It is impossible for him to live in the White House. Although it is unlikely that anyone will give him a cold look, it is not a good feeling to live under someone else's roof.
He had had enough of being dependent on others in the Lu family.
As for staying overnight, that's even more impossible. At least I borrowed accommodation twice, once from the Eiji family in Kyoto, and the other time from the Tanabe Ryuko family in Kyushu, so... I lost my virginity.
It's okay to fool around in Japan, but when you get to China, you need to restrain yourself.
As for the full day, half day, and happiness mentioned by the rickshaw puller, it refers to the length of time of pulling. Happiness means running hard, which consumes energy, but you can make more money. You can't do it several times a day, and full day and half day are obviously different.
As far as running endurance is concerned, the single duration of running is not as profitable as Kuaihuo, but the total money earned in one day and half a day is slightly more than that in Kuaihuo...
He looked at the several rickshaw pullers in front of him. They were all strong young men.
The rickshaw he was pulling was also 80% to 90% new.
It is not difficult to understand that railway stations are the best places for rickshaw pullers to do business. Although these rickshaw pullers may seem loyal and honest, there are also fights within the industry, and some old and frail rickshaw pullers will inevitably be squeezed out.
The rickshaw is painted with the four characters "Liu's Rickshaw Company" in yellow paint.
"Let's go, find me a fiber puller. I want to buy a house. When it's completed, it will benefit you too."
Bai Gui carried his leather bag, got into the rickshaw seat, and said calmly.
As the saying goes: "matchmaker and matchmaker", a matchmaker is a person who introduces people to buy, sell or rent houses and make profits from it. It is generally called Yaxing, but in Yanjing, this is called a matchmaker.
The rickshaw driver may not be loyal and honest, but he is easier to deal with than the waiter in the shop just now.
Besides, he is not afraid of any criminals.
"Okay! Just wait."
"I just recently heard from someone in a newspaper advertisement that there is a house for rent in a good location..."
"By the way, sir, my name is Er Qiangzi..."
The rickshaw moved slowly, and Erqiangzi pulled the cart at a steady pace, neither fast nor slow. Soon he passed through the crowds of people and arrived at an alley.
At the entrance of the alley, there is a wooden sign nailed with the words "Luohua Hutong" written on it.
Er Qiangzi pulled the cart and walked to a mansion with house number 12. The mansion was half-new and half-old, but it was spacious and the two large locust trees inside the house could be seen from outside the wall.
Stop the car and lower the handlebar.
Bai Gui got out of the car and took a closer look. It looked like the mansion had once belonged to an official. It had blue bricks and black tiles, and two Ruyi gates, with bronze rings of animal heads inlaid in the middle. The threshold was about a foot high, but this gate
It had not been painted with tung oil for a long time, so the paint on the door fell off and it looked a little dilapidated.
"This mansion belonged to an official in the former Qing Dynasty. A senior official cut off his braids and changed his appearance to still be an official. But the same cannot be said for a junior official. He lost his official position in despair and returned to his hometown..."
Erqiangzi said in a broken voice.
This door is closed from the inside to the outside, as is the case for high-class households.
Go to the side door.
Knock on the door.
Then I heard a cough, and the sound of soft-soled shoes hitting the bluestone path. There was a sound of footsteps, from far to near, and soon I heard the sound of the door latch.
The side door opened, revealing a withered waxy face, a shaggy beard, followed by a withered white braid.
Probably a servant.
"Who are you looking for?" he asked.
"Old man, I came here to buy a house. I saw that your rental advertisement said it was for rent, but it didn't say for sale. I wonder if it can be sold?"
Bai Gui took half a step closer, considered his words, and said.
He took advantage of the crack in the door to open it and took a few glances at the house, feeling quite satisfied.
"Outlander?"
The old man raised his eyes, and his sleepiness was swept away. There were many people from outside Yanjing, but they were rare, especially those who asked about the price of renting a house.
"Yes, I just returned from studying abroad in Japan, and I have official business to attend to in China."
Bai Gui smiled lightly and said.
He has no plans to become an official. The current situation is too chaotic. The salary of being an official is probably not as good as writing a few articles. Moreover, at this time, he will inevitably be scolded. In addition, the value of his writing a few books to the country is better than being an official. Besides, he has no intention of becoming an official.
He has friends in politics, business and other circles, and has a great reputation. It is better not to be an official than to be an official.
Of course, that's what he said, but in front of outsiders, he still needs to show his identity as a student studying in Japan.
Ordinary people would dare to kill wealthy businessmen, but he would not dare to kill these students who studied in Japan, because at least these people can become officials with a little selection.
"It turns out he is the gentleman who returned from studying in Japan..."
The old man's attitude became much more respectful.
Although students studying in Japan are considered students, after returning to their country, they are usually hired as husbands or in some important positions. Addressing them as husbands is more respectful.
"My name is Lao Li, and I specialize in looking after houses for others."
"I'm not sure about the identity of the owner of this house. A man named Mr. Zhou from the big wine tank at the entrance of the alley asked me to come over. You go to the big wine tank at the entrance of the alley and shout at the top of your lungs, and someone will answer.
…”
Lao Li said.
"That person is easy to recognize. He has a red nose, drinks alcohol, and speaks with a Shandong accent..."
He added another sentence.
There are many empty houses in Yanjing and people come and go, so there are some helpers who specialize in looking after the houses. Lao Li is one of them. The job of this helper is to look after the gate. Although there is no income, it is better than just sitting at home.
"Sir, then... would you like to follow me to the entrance of the alley to have a look?"
Erqiangzi's attitude also became much more respectful.
Although he had previously called Bai Gui "Master", it was just a matter of course. However, "Sir" refers specifically to intellectuals with status, so the style is different.
"Okay, let's go to the alley entrance and have a look."
Bai Gui nodded and took his seat.
Er Qiangzi stepped forward, pulled the cart, and soon arrived at the entrance of the alley.
The big wine tank refers to a wine shop at the entrance of the alley.
Er Qiangzi followed Lao Li's instructions and shouted "Master Zhou" at the top of his lungs, and someone immediately responded with a burp of wine.
"I'm not the owner, but this house can be sold!"
"Look, this gentleman has returned from studying abroad. I can be considered as contributing to the country, and the price is 800 yuan!"
"If it works, it will work..."
"If it doesn't work, don't say much. This matter is considered dirty."
The big red wine trough nose called Mr. Zhou said.
Bai Gui didn't know the price of Yanjing's house, but it was not big, with two entrances, seven or eight tile-roofed houses, and it was located in Luohua Hutong. Eight hundred silver dollars didn't sound like much, so he thought in his mind.
There is no shortage of those few silver dollars, but it is always uncomfortable to be ripped off.
"Sir, the price is very fair. Mr. Zhou didn't lie. He lives here. If something goes wrong, you can notify the patrol room and he will be punished..."
Erqiangzi said softly.
"Okay, I'm quite satisfied with the price of eight hundred oceans."
Bai Gui frowned. He could tell that Zhou was hiding something behind his words, but he didn't bother to say anything about the small price difference of dozens of silver dollars. If he did, he would lose the price.
However, he guessed that the person surnamed Zhou would not dare to report too much.
It is normal to have a few tens of silver dollars in vain.
Moreover, he has already revealed part of his identity. If he really wants to offend someone, Zhou has the ability. Anyway, he will live in Luohua Hutong for a while. If he is really offended, someone named Zhou will be able to reap the benefits...
There is no need for Bai Gui to personally take action on this matter, just like when he "offended" Natsume Soseki that day, there were many people who praised him and put him down, which made him happy.
"This is a check from Liru Bank, one hundred silver dollars each, eight in total."
Bai Gui took out eight checks from his wallet and slapped them on the table.
"Sir, you are joking. The price I quoted just now was a bit high. Let's think about it, seven hundred and fifty silver dollars, seven hundred and fifty silver dollars... let me lower the price for you..."
Such free and easy movements made Zhou Defa sober up immediately, and his lips trembled as he said.
He originally thought that Bai Gui still needed to raise funds, but he didn't expect that he took out 800 silver dollars so lightly, and looking at the wallet, it was only part of the money.
Big shot!
Definitely a big shot!
A big shot he can't afford to offend!
"It's okay, it's just fifty silver dollars..."
Bai Gui didn't care too much. Everyone wants to make a profit. He thought for a while and then said: "I think the house is a bit dilapidated now. With the remaining money, you can help me buy some tung oil and paint the doors and windows. If there is any need,
Some furniture etc..."
"If you don't have enough money, you can ask for it from me."
Zhou Defa was relieved, nodded quickly, patted his chest and assured: "Mr. Bai, don't worry, I am familiar with this business and have the skills, and I will definitely let Mr. Bai enjoy the most affordable price."
He doesn't dare to be greedy for too much money now, but he can still make money by buying some things and playing with them.
Return to No. 12 Luohua Hutong.
I walked into the mansion and took a closer look. It should have been a large mansion originally, but a wall was built in the yard, and there was a big locust tree inside and outside the wall.
Compared with the neighboring houses, his mansion seems much larger.
After passing the main house and entering the second courtyard, there are verandas on both sides, a rockery in the middle, and a grape trellis. On both sides are side rooms, with more than five or six rooms.
But the grass in the courtyard grows quite tall, about three or four feet high.
At first glance, you can tell that it has been in ruins for several years.
Lao Li tidied up the master bedroom for Bai Gui.
As evening approached, Zhou Defa brought a few helpers to clean up the house, and also changed some new bedding for the master bedroom and the side room. Although it couldn't be said to be completely new, it still had some new atmosphere.
The evening was spent like this.
When he woke up in the morning, the weeds in the courtyard had been cleared away.
"Old Li, you're doing a good job. Why don't you stay in my house as a general manager, and I'll pay you the market price..."
A trace of satisfaction flashed in Bai Gui's eyes.
Lao Li is a house watcher who specializes in looking at houses, and it is not his turn to take care of the health condition of the house. This move is probably because Bai Gui has just returned from studying abroad and has no one under his command, so it sells well.
I want Bai Gui to keep him here.
Indeed, as Lao Li thought, Bai Gui didn't mind doing this.
At least Lao Li knows the truth,
However, he would not deliberately offer a high salary. Paying according to the market price is already considered a mercy. If he pays more, these servants may not be so grateful to their masters. The road to rising from rice to rice is to go step by step, and suddenly the height rises.
Nothing good ends.
For example, the emperor has no title.
Giving such a high salary now would inevitably lead to excessive greed.
After practicing morning exercises for a while, Bai Gui wiped his body, packed up properly, put on his long gown and left Bai's house.
The two hadrons are still pulling the cart.
Bai Gui rented Erqiangzi for half a month and used it as his private car. He was considered a full-time driver.
"Go to Xizhen Alley, No. 7 Baifu!"
He said after getting on the rickshaw.
"White Mansion?"
"Mr. Bai, what is your relationship with the owner of this family? Are you also the young master of this family?"
Erqiangzi wondered, even though he knew he shouldn't pry, this kind of thing is not that sensitive. Just like the barber in the barber shop who washes, cuts and blows, he keeps nagging, and the rickshaw driver who pulls the cart is also used to working too much.
Talk to attract feelings.
"My ancestor's surname is Hu, he is not the young master of this family..."
Bai Gui smiled, then paused and said, "He is the uncle of this family."
Shao Qing arrived at Bai Mansion.
Bai's mansion is much more luxurious than Bai Gui's. After all, Bai Xiongqi's parents are wealthy businessmen from Amei and Ken. Their two brothers and sisters are also extravagant owners. Mrs. Bai, who married Bai Xiongqi, is also from the Chinese ethnic group in Kyoto.
, it is impossible for me to wrong myself.
When I arrived at the door, I handed in my greeting card.
"Is my uncle here?"
Menzi looked at the name on the greeting card in surprise, then took a look at Bai Gui's appearance, and immediately made a judgment. It is difficult to identify a person based only on his appearance in the newspaper, but if you compare them with each other,
It’s easier to distinguish if you have a general impression in your mind.
They, the servants of the Bai Mansion, must be aware of Bai Gui, his future uncle, so as not to confront him.
It is impossible for a dog to look down on people.
Besides, just by looking at Bai Gui's outfit and temperament, you know that his identity is not trivial.
"Please wait a moment, uncle."
"I'm going to inform my wife right now..."
Menzi apologized.
In less than a few breaths, Mrs. Bai hurried out of the back room. Seeing Bai Gui's appearance, she greeted happily, "Mr. Bai, I didn't expect to meet you again. Why don't you go back to China now?"
Let me tell you in advance..."
Because she is from Japan, she was very happy to see Bai Gui, a foreign exchange student. In addition, when she was in Izu that day, Bai Gui's behavior and conversation also left a deep impression on Mrs. Bai.
"Isn't this a surprise for Xiuzhu?"
Bai Gui walked in carrying the gift and said with a smile.
Mrs. Bai led Bai Gui into the living room, a European-style three-story building, and asked him to sit on the sofa. She made a pot of tea herself, poured a cup for Bai Gui, and then said: "Bai Gui, please wait a moment, I'll go there right away."
Ask Xiuzhu to come out, Xiongqi is busy with official duties and hasn’t gone home yet..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she walked up to the second floor.
Not long after, a girl hurriedly ran out from the bedroom door at the corner of the second floor. Her dress was trailing to the floor, and a pearl necklace hung on her sweetheart collar. With joy in her beautiful eyes, she held on to the pear wood railing at the stairs and walked toward the living room.
Come down.
She fell into Bai Gui's arms like a baby swallow returning to the forest.
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