The document was down, and then Xu Guangling faced a small problem. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That is, should you return this USB flash drive to Mr. Zhang?

It is not an exaggeration to say that the menu itself is worth a thousand gold, although Xu Guangling does not know how much the menu from the hands of the "national chef" is worth, but this is by no means easy for ordinary people to get is obvious, you don't see many people, just rely on an ancestral secret recipe, you can enjoy several generations, and the blessings are long, and most of those secret recipes can not be compared with these menus, or even compared with one of these menus.

In this case, a USB flash drive is really nothing, and he took it back to Zhang Lao, which seemed to mean that he wanted to "clear up" something.

But don't you pay it back......

Tut!

Xu Guangling thought of his father at this time, if his father was still alive, he should be able to get an answer to this little question. It's just that......

Thinking of this, Xu Guangling's mood was quite gloomy.

But after thinking about it again, Xu Guangling shook his head again because he was thinking about this trivial matter. If you want to be an old man, the menu with extraordinary value is said to be sent, a U disk or something, whether he takes it or not, how can the old gentleman care about such a trivial matter?

But he is thinking about this now, but this is really a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain.

Then don't pay it back, and leave the right as a memorial. If you want to pay it back, you should never return only one USB flash drive.

Xu Guangling decided this matter like this.

The next thing is a routine washing or something, and when these chores are done, Xu Guangling feels that the time is about the same, so he goes to the park again, although there is plenty of time today, he still trots. ――It seems that he has run out of habit.

Rewind the clock to yesterday morning.

To the southeast, about two miles from the park, is a rather secluded group of villas. At ten o'clock this morning, an old man who was thin but looked quite energetic came to the community, first raised his head and looked left and right at the community, as if confirming something, and then said to the armed police standing guard at the gate of the community: "I'm looking for Zhang Zaishan." ”

It's quite loud.

The armed policeman was actually a little vigilant just now, but when he heard this, he suddenly let down his vigilance, and said with a warm smile on his face: "You are Old Man Chen? Old Man Zhang has confessed, he lives on the 14th, if you come, please go directly." ”

Old Man Chen nodded, but he snorted quite dissatisfied, of course, the dissatisfaction was not directed at the armed police.

There are about 20 houses in this community, but they are intricately divided into horizontal and vertical columns, in short, the construction is not "standard", almost none of the three buildings can be connected into a line, and almost three sides of each house are surrounded by trees, which brings considerable difficulty to identification.

In short, the old man Chen was crooked to the left, crooked to the right, all the way to the crooked, crooked for a long time to see where the so-called No. 14 was, but at the same time he saw people, a certain "Zhang Zaishan" old gentleman was standing on the grass in front of the two-story small round building with a smile.

"Okay, you bald man! Lao Tzu came here all the way alone, and I don't want you to come to the station to pick me up, why don't you welcome me at the door of your own community?"

An old man did the same thing as him.

So then, in the field, a somewhat jaw-dropping scene happened: two old gentlemen, who were very old at first glance, were entangled like children in their teens or even a few years old, pinching each other's waist and ribs, blushing and making a thick scene, trying to "pull each other down".

If an adult sees this scene, his jaw must drop.

There was a stalemate for a while, and neither of the two old men could help each other. Judging from the wrestling situation at this moment, the thin old man may be slightly better, but he seems to be a little worse in "hard power", and his stature is much inferior to that of Old Man Zhang, so after a long battle, he is only superior but not victorious.

"What's the matter, Chen Dagou, do you accept it or not? I'll just say that your Tai Chi is useless, and most of your grandmasters are also boasting, except for Lao Tzu who believes in you, there is no second person in the whole world who believes in you!" After letting go of each other's hands, Old Man Zhang gasped slightly and said like this.

A certain thin old man known as Chen Dagou heard this, but he was not as angry as he normally imagined, on the contrary, this old man just smiled faintly, whether on the surface or inside, he couldn't see the slightest anger, but there was no anger, but there was mockery: "Old bald, it's useless to have a hard mouth, I'll ask you a question, how high is your blood pressure this year?"

"One hundred and thirty-eight, what's the matter? It's still in the normal range! I don't believe that your blood pressure hasn't gotten high!" Mr. Zhang said in a tough tone.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Lao Bald, Lao Tzu's blood pressure is still one hundred and eighteen at high pressure and seventy-eight at low pressure, and it hasn't changed much in the past ten years!"

Old Man Chen's tone was very indifferent, but the toughness in his words was much stronger than that of Mr. Zhang: "If it weren't for the fact that there is no record of too long life in history, Lao Tzu would have doubted under what circumstances Lord Yan would pick me up." On the contrary, Zhang Lao Bald, you are different, your blood pressure is higher than a year, it will be one hundred and fourteen next year, one hundred and five in ten years, and one hundred and six in twenty years, high and high, there will always be a certain day, and the king of Hades will not recruit himself. ”

Speaking of this, after a pause, Old Man Chen said in a more indifferent tone: "This is the difference between me, the grandmaster, and you, an ordinary man! Lao Tzu is a grandmaster of a generation, and he needs the recognition of an ordinary man like you?"

"Who knows if your old boy is lying to me!" Mr. Zhang shouted unconvinced, and then tugged at Old Man Chen's arm, "Let's go! ”

"Real gold is not afraid of fire refining, this grandmaster will let you see it!" Old man Chen was dragged by Mr. Zhang like a stiff mummy, and dragged into the small round building.

A few minutes later.

"Your blood pressure is one hundred and eighteen for high pressure, seventy-six for low pressure, and your pulse is fifty-four beats per minute. A sweet female voice came from the blood pressure monitor.

"How about it, convinced, or not convinced?" Old Man Chen smiled faintly, "Do you want to listen again?"

"Don't listen to it again, test it again!" Mr. Zhang snorted.

A moment later.

"Your blood pressure is one hundred and eighteen for high pressure, seventy-six for low pressure, and your pulse is fifty-four beats per minute. A sweet female voice came from the blood pressure monitor, as before, without any difference, which was in response to Old Man Chen's sentence "Listen again".

You know, normally, even if the blood pressure monitor is accurate, it is impossible to measure the same blood pressure twice.

Because in addition to the sphygmomanometer there are people.

Even though the blood pressure monitor is accurate.

People, not accurate!

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