Huang An entered the hospital. The old man hadn't woken up yet, but a little guy in the hospital had already made a fire to brew medicine.
His name is Xiao Wu, and he is not very familiar with Huang An, but he can talk almost anything.
Huang An saw him squatting next to the stove, warming himself while holding iron tongs in the fire, as if he was roasting something.
"Xiaowu!"
Huang An called out, Xiao Wu shuddered, turned around and saw that it was Huang An, and immediately rolled his eyes.
"Brother Huang, you are just scary!"
Just make a complaint and then get down to business.
"The happy soup will take a while, it will be ready soon."
After that, he stood up, smiled at Huang An, and said:
"However, Master Zhao went to the Lord's Mansion in Lying City last night and brought a can of Guiyuan Soup for Junior Brother Huang. He left it with us last night. Brother Huang, please wait, I will get it for you right now."
After that, Xiao Wu wiped his hands that were stained with gray and black, and then ran into the house with a smile.
Huang An had just entered the martial arts gym not long ago and was seriously ill. Although he was barely a martial artist, in the eyes of Xiao Wu and the others, his relationship with them was naturally closer.
Therefore, his attitude towards Huang An was not as respectful as towards other warriors, and seemed a little casual.
Huang An naturally doesn't care about this.
His eyes suddenly lit up. The master actually went to the City Lord's Mansion yesterday and brought himself a can of Guiyuan Soup?
It seems that the one hundred taels of silver yesterday worked better than I expected.
Although Huang An has a very close relationship with the martial arts school and has a life-saving relationship with each other, upon closer inspection, it still cannot be separated from the financial relationship between the businessman and the customer.
For the Zhao Family Martial Arts School, Huang An is a major customer who is trustworthy, worthy of investment, and has a deep relationship with both parties.
Xiao Wu quickly came out with the black jar in his arms. He carefully placed the jar at the mouth of a decoction stove.
Then he turned around and sat at the mouth of the stove.
From the corner of his eyes, he stared enviously at the big bun wrapped in paper in Huang An's hand.
Xiao Wu recognized it, it was a big meat bun.
Xiaowu's family was also tenant farmers of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School outside the city. When they got older, they came to the martial arts school to help out, as a handyman.
It's already good if he can eat enough. How can he expect big meat buns, let alone practice martial arts?
At this moment, he seemed to have smelled the fragrance of the big meat buns through the oil paper, and he kept swallowing saliva.
Huang An reacted quickly. He smiled, walked over with the bun, and handed it to Xiao Wu.
"Come and eat!"
The two buns Huang An made were not meant for himself to eat, but to bring them to Old Man Li for building relationships.
Now that Old Man Li hasn't woken up yet, he's not here, so Xiao Wu can do the decoction.
It's always right to build a good relationship, but what if it comes in handy later?
Besides, Huang An couldn't bear to see a child go hungry, but he happened to have two buns in his hand that he was ready to give as a favor.
He can be considered an orphan after all.
Xiao Wu hesitated for a moment and pinched his dirty hands on both sides of his clothes. He didn't dare to get up, let alone reach out to take it.
Everything a warrior, even a beginning warrior, uses and eats is a rare treasure for people like Xiao Wu.
Even if it’s just a meat bun.
Huang An smiled, stretched his hand forward, weighed it twice, and persuaded again:
"Here, eat. You eat my steamed buns, and I'll eat your roasted sweet potatoes!"
After saying that, Huang An smiled and pointed to the roasted sweet potatoes piled in the pile of red firewood and sparks under the stove.
Sure enough, the power of meat buns is still enough, especially for a child who has been suffering from hunger for a long time.
Xiao Wu smiled gratefully, then stood up immediately, turned around, washed his hands in the sink nearby, quickly jumped over, and took the bun with both hands.
Then he picked it up, put it on the tip of his nose, squinted his eyes and took a long breath of enjoyment.
His intoxicated look reminded Huang An of his greedy self when he was a child, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curved.
"Brother Huang, you can eat whatever you want. The Guiyuan soup will be hot soon. You can drink the Guiyuan soup first and then eat the roasted sweet potatoes."
Xiao Wu couldn't wait to open the oil paper, and the steamed buns made of white and tender Western bread were still steaming, especially warm and fragrant in this dim autumn morning.
Huang An nodded and sat at the stove, waiting for the Guiyuan soup to get hotter.
Xiao Wu ate happily. He swallowed his tongue and smiled at Huang An:
"Brother Huang wants to eat sweet potatoes from now on. Come to my place. Hehe, I will bake sweet potatoes and eat them every morning."
Huang An was stunned for a moment. He knew what Xiao Wu meant. Xiao Wu roasted sweet potatoes, not as a snack, but as a staple food.
He can eat sweet potatoes for breakfast, which is actually better than many people in Feng'an County.
As far as Huang An knows, in his neighbor in the east of the city, only the man who goes out to work can eat vegetable pancakes in the morning. In the past few days, the children and women in the family have been hungry in the morning.
It must be because I was robbed of copper coins yesterday.
Xiao Wu ate very deliciously, and his thin face shone in the firelight, pale with a flaming yellow-red.
However, what makes Huang An strange is that after Xiao Wu finished one, he didn't eat the second one. Instead, he looked at himself with hesitation on his face.
"Brother Huang, can I leave this bun to my old man?"
The expression on Xiao Wu's face was timid, with a request and a hint of fear of being rejected.
Huang An was startled and nodded expressionlessly.
He wanted to force a smile, but looking at the smile on the face of this thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, he couldn't force it out.
My mood was a little heavy, but it didn't affect my appetite.
Huang An drank a whole can of Guiyuan soup, including the water in the can. After finishing the drink, he ate a fragrant roasted sweet potato, and the happy soup was ready.
Xiao Wu kept watching, and before Huang An could do anything, he skillfully picked up two pieces of dark linen cloth, lifted the jar down, and placed it on a small stone pillar aside to let it cool naturally.
Today is Huang An's second day of exposure to Five Zang Soup. Yesterday he drank Kaigan Soup, and today it's his turn to drink Happy Soup.
Huang An waited for three or four minutes, drank the bitter happy soup while it was hot, said goodbye to Xiao Wu, and went straight to the martial arts training ground.
He can't protect himself now, so it's good to be alive. Xiao Wu touched him too much today, and Huang An still has no choice.
If there is a chance in the future, I will bring him a bun or something and change the food.
When Huang An arrived at the martial arts training ground, he found two senior sisters squatting on the steps nearby, munching on steamed buns.
He walked straight over.
"Huang, Junior Brother Huang!"
"Junior brother! Eat, have you eaten?"
The two senior sisters did not get up, but they still moved their positions, as if they wanted to make room for Huang An.
"I just ate, senior sister, please eat slowly!"
Huang An smiled and squatted on the corner of the stone steps to watch his senior brothers practice martial arts.
What surprised him was that he did not see Senior Brother Pang in the square.
This is strange, Senior Brother Pang has always been very serious.
Maybe something delayed me.
Huang An didn't take it seriously, he was focused on the vigorous movements of these senior brothers.
He watched it with gusto and his hands were itching unbearably.
Yesterday, he hurriedly flipped through the body-training techniques, and Huang An could barely recognize that there were two types of body-building techniques used by the senior brothers to practice martial arts, the monkey-shaped body technique and the bear-shaped body technique.
Although "The Thirty-Six Beast Body Training Method" contains the word "beast", it was also summarized based on the observation of beasts.
However, this does not mean that this exercise method completely follows the state of the muscles and bones of animals during exercise.
The physical gap between the human body and that of animals is actually very large, and the exercise habits are different, so the muscles and bones that can be mobilized are naturally very different.
Therefore, when practicing body-building techniques, those movements do not appear perverse and weird in appearance, but are full of beauty and power, in line with normal human aesthetic concepts.
"Junior Brother Huang, what do you think of the Turtle Body Training Technique?" Zhao Yan ate quickly, she wiped the corners of her mouth and turned her head to ask.
Huang An looked helpless and had no choice but to tell about yesterday's unfortunate experience.
Of course, he adapted it. He did not say that he wanted to return to his hometown, nor did he say that he was robbed of money and kicked by the martial artists in the Yang Family Martial Arts School.
I just said that I was trapped at home yesterday and couldn't practice, so I came here early in the morning.
This is not because Huang An doesn't hold grudges, but because he is afraid that if he says it out loud, the two senior sisters will feel unhappy.
Coupled with the rashness of a small money fan, it would be bad luck if he caused trouble and disrupted the rhythm of his martial arts training.
Although Huang An still doesn't know the origins of the warriors who kicked him down or surrounded him, they don't even know their names.
However, this does not delay Huang An from taking revenge.
In the name of finding the murderer, the Yang Family Martial Arts School allowed its disciples to rob neighbors of their money and even beat them up. They cannot escape the blame.
The warrior who robbed Huang An of his copper coins and the warrior who kicked Huang An were actually just tools.
When Huang An wants to take revenge, he will naturally remember the entire Yang Family Martial Arts School.
He would not use the revenge method of beating the younger ones and then showing me off.
If he had a chance to take revenge, he would definitely target the entire Yang Family Martial Arts School. Before that, he would definitely not take action.
Huang An's narration was not exaggerated at all, so to the ears of the two senior sisters, Huang An was only restricted from going out, but he did not suffer any substantial bullying, so he was still in the mood to joke.
"Hey, the second in command of the Yang Family Martial Arts School has died, haha. It doesn't matter if my junior brother is a little wronged. My sister can teach you personally."
The little money fan's sudden laughter interrupted Huang An's melancholy.
Senior sister, teach me?
Senior sister also learned the turtle character forging method?
Huang An looked surprised and looked at Senior Sister Zhao's profile.
This turtle-character body technique has a very unpleasant name.
Senior sister, a woman, actually practices this?
Zhao Yan rolled her eyes at her sister and said helplessly:
"Junior brother, I don't know. In our martial arts school, this turtle-shaped body training method, which is respected by stability and exercises the internal organs, is the most suitable training method for the five internal organs and breathing methods. Junior brother, you are in the worst physical condition and are the most suitable for practicing.
Turtle character body method."
There was no trace of embarrassment on her pretty face, but she explained carefully.
Huang An was moved and admired Senior Sister Zhao's open-mindedness. He stood up and bowed solemnly to Senior Sister Zhao.
"Thank you, Senior Sister, for clarifying my doubts. I will trouble Senior Sister and give Junior Brother some guidance in the future!"
Zhao Yan pursed his lips and smiled, then looked Huang An up and down, shook his head and said:
"You go to the yard to change into your training clothes first, and then come find me here."
Huang An looked down at himself, nodded, and left quickly.
I left in a hurry this morning and forgot about this incident.
He quickly changed into a gray-white training uniform, which was provided by the martial arts gym. The little money fan mentioned it yesterday and put it in his yard.
The training clothes are the same as the "Thirty-six Beast Body Training Method" and the five internal organs decoction prescriptions that Huang An got yesterday, and they are both placed in the house.
Huang An had just walked out and locked the courtyard door, when he turned around and met Pang Han who looked uncomfortable.