January 6, Chinatown, New York.

Wanxing Restaurant, a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown, is a two-storey building in a Chinese retro style, with two big red lanterns hanging on both sides of the restaurant's signboard.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the restaurant had not yet opened, and a middle-aged man in a red Tang costume was lying on a Taishi chair on the second floor, looking leisurely and humming softly.

On the brown solid wood tea table on the left, a pot of tea was brewed in a purple clay pot, and the curling smoke drifted out of the window and dispersed. On the table on the right is a handmade bamboo birdcage with a colorful parrot.

Xu Ming came out of the room and yawned while greeting, "Boss, morning." ”

Sun Yiquan raised his eyelids, "It's time to practice boxing." ”

Xu Ming sighed and walked over with a twist, both eyes with some dark circles.

He threw a fist and fought slowly.

"Boss, what is the meaning of your old man's boxing? I've been practicing for more than two years, and I don't think I'm so powerful. Xu Ming complained while punching.

Sun Yiquan sneered: "With your qualifications, you can't become a master in your life, so die of this heart." ”

Xu Ming was immediately unhappy: "Then why do you old man force me to practice boxing?"

Sun Yiquan got up and poured himself a cup of tea, "At least it can make you healthy, otherwise you will collapse before the age of 50 if you stay up late every day and go out to fool around." ”

Xu Ming muttered a few words, but didn't dare to refute.

In fact, when he first came to this restaurant to apply for a job, in addition to doing his own job, the boss also put forward an additional requirement: every morning to get up to practice a set of boxing, thunder can't move, delay a day, you have to immediately roll up the cover and get out, his predecessors were like this.

Xu Ming is the one who has persisted for the longest time so far, he practiced this set of boxing techniques, and after persisting for half a year, he can clearly feel that his energy is much better than before, and he doesn't feel tired after staying up all night occasionally.

At first, Xu Ming felt that he might be the kind of worldly master he had met, but now these may be Sun Yiquan's tests for him. So for a while, Xu Ming practiced boxing very seriously, looking forward to passing the test.

But until a year later, Sun Yiquan did not teach him other boxing techniques, and Xu Ming found that the set of boxing he practiced was of no other use than to make himself more energetic. He fights people outside, and people who have only been boxing or mixed martial arts for a month can beat him to the point that his nose is swollen.

So later, Xu Ming basically didn't have any illusions about the boxing he practiced, if it weren't for keeping his current job, he wouldn't insist on getting up early every day to practice boxing.

After a set of moves, Xu Ming slowly put away his boxing.

"Ladder to the sky. Sun Yiquan took a sip of tea and said softly.

Xu Ming rubbed his palms together, then pressed his temples, and controlled his breathing rate rhythmically while kneading.

"Beat the drums. ”

After a moment, Sun Yiquan said again.

Xu Ming's mouth opened and closed hard, and there was a sound of upper and lower teeth constantly colliding.

"Bath face. ”

Hearing this, Xu Ming rubbed his hands together again, and then kneaded his face with both hands like washing his face.

Next, following Sun Yiquan's command, Xu Ming made seven or eight more small movements, and then stopped, and at this moment his whole spirit was much better than before.

"The second half, let's get started. Sun Yiquan said casually, and then reached out to tease the parrot in the birdcage.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The parrot in the birdcage learned Sun Yiquan's tone and opened its mouth to speak.

Xu Ming quietly glared at the parrot, then exhaled and punched again.

This time, his movements were wide open and close, and he played vigorously.

This is the second half of the boxing method taught to him by Sun Yiquan, the upper half of the boxing method is slow and leisurely like Tai Chi, and the lower half has a large range of movements and is very fast.

January 6, Chinatown, New York.

Wanxing Restaurant, a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown, is a two-storey building in a Chinese retro style, with two big red lanterns hanging on both sides of the restaurant's signboard.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the restaurant had not yet opened, and a middle-aged man in a red Tang costume was lying on a Taishi chair on the second floor, looking leisurely and humming softly.

On the brown solid wood tea table on the left, a pot of tea was brewed in a purple clay pot, and the curling smoke drifted out of the window and dispersed. On the table on the right is a handmade bamboo birdcage with a colorful parrot.

Xu Ming came out of the room and yawned while greeting, "Boss, morning." ”

Sun Yiquan raised his eyelids, "It's time to practice boxing." ”

Xu Ming sighed and walked over with a twist, both eyes with some dark circles.

He threw a fist and fought slowly.

"Boss, what is the meaning of your old man's boxing? I've been practicing for more than two years, and I don't think I'm so powerful. Xu Ming complained while punching.

Sun Yiquan sneered: "With your qualifications, you can't become a master in your life, so die of this heart." ”

Xu Ming was immediately unhappy: "Then why do you old man force me to practice boxing?"

Sun Yiquan got up and poured himself a cup of tea, "At least it can make you healthy, otherwise you will collapse before the age of 50 if you stay up late every day and go out to fool around." ”

Xu Ming muttered a few words, but didn't dare to refute.

In fact, when he first came to this restaurant to apply for a job, in addition to doing his own job, the boss also put forward an additional requirement: every morning to get up to practice a set of boxing, thunder can't move, delay a day, you have to immediately roll up the cover and get out, his predecessors were like this.

Xu Ming is the one who has persisted for the longest time so far, he practiced this set of boxing techniques, and after persisting for half a year, he can clearly feel that his energy is much better than before, and he doesn't feel tired after staying up all night occasionally.

At first, Xu Ming felt that he might be the kind of worldly master he had met, but now these may be Sun Yiquan's tests for him. So for a while, Xu Ming practiced boxing very seriously, looking forward to passing the test.

But until a year later, Sun Yiquan did not teach him other boxing techniques, and Xu Ming found that the set of boxing he practiced was of no other use than to make himself more energetic. He fights people outside, and people who have only been boxing or mixed martial arts for a month can beat him to the point that his nose is swollen.

So later, Xu Ming basically didn't have any illusions about the boxing he practiced, if it weren't for keeping his current job, he wouldn't insist on getting up early every day to practice boxing.

After a set of moves, Xu Ming slowly put away his boxing.

"Ladder to the sky. Sun Yiquan took a sip of tea and said softly.

Xu Ming rubbed his palms together, then pressed his temples, and controlled his breathing rate rhythmically while kneading.

"Beat the drums. ”

After a moment, Sun Yiquan said again.

Xu Ming's mouth opened and closed hard, and there was a sound of upper and lower teeth constantly colliding.

"Bath face. ”

Hearing this, Xu Ming rubbed his hands together again, and then kneaded his face with both hands like washing his face.

Next, following Sun Yiquan's command, Xu Ming made seven or eight more small movements, and then stopped, and at this moment his whole spirit was much better than before.

"The second half, let's get started. Sun Yiquan said casually, and then reached out to tease the parrot in the birdcage.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The parrot in the birdcage learned Sun Yiquan's tone and opened its mouth to speak.

Xu Ming quietly glared at the parrot, then exhaled and punched again.

This time, his movements were wide open and close, and he played vigorously.

This is the second half of the boxing method taught to him by Sun Yiquan, the upper half of the boxing method is slow and leisurely like Tai Chi, and the lower half has a large range of movements and is very fast.

January 6, Chinatown, New York.

Wanxing Restaurant, a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown, is a two-storey building in a Chinese retro style, with two big red lanterns hanging on both sides of the restaurant's signboard.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the restaurant had not yet opened, and a middle-aged man in a red Tang costume was lying on a Taishi chair on the second floor, looking leisurely and humming softly.

On the brown solid wood tea table on the left, a pot of tea was brewed in a purple clay pot, and the curling smoke drifted out of the window and dispersed. On the table on the right is a handmade bamboo birdcage with a colorful parrot.

Xu Ming came out of the room and yawned while greeting, "Boss, morning." ”

Sun Yiquan raised his eyelids, "It's time to practice boxing." ”

Xu Ming sighed and walked over with a twist, both eyes with some dark circles.

He threw a fist and fought slowly.

"Boss, what is the meaning of your old man's boxing? I've been practicing for more than two years, and I don't think I'm so powerful. Xu Ming complained while punching.

Sun Yiquan sneered: "With your qualifications, you can't become a master in your life, so die of this heart." ”

Xu Ming was immediately unhappy: "Then why do you old man force me to practice boxing?"

Sun Yiquan got up and poured himself a cup of tea, "At least it can make you healthy, otherwise you will collapse before the age of 50 if you stay up late every day and go out to fool around." ”

Xu Ming muttered a few words, but didn't dare to refute.

In fact, when he first came to this restaurant to apply for a job, in addition to doing his own job, the boss also put forward an additional requirement: every morning to get up to practice a set of boxing, thunder can't move, delay a day, you have to immediately roll up the cover and get out, his predecessors were like this.

Xu Ming is the one who has persisted for the longest time so far, he practiced this set of boxing techniques, and after persisting for half a year, he can clearly feel that his energy is much better than before, and he doesn't feel tired after staying up all night occasionally.

At first, Xu Ming felt that he might be the kind of worldly master he had met, but now these may be Sun Yiquan's tests for him. So for a while, Xu Ming practiced boxing very seriously, looking forward to passing the test.

But until a year later, Sun Yiquan did not teach him other boxing techniques, and Xu Ming found that the set of boxing he practiced was of no other use than to make himself more energetic. He fights people outside, and people who have only been boxing or mixed martial arts for a month can beat him to the point that his nose is swollen.

So later, Xu Ming basically didn't have any illusions about the boxing he practiced, if it weren't for keeping his current job, he wouldn't insist on getting up early every day to practice boxing.

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