Winters in Tenkyo are cold, with several days of snow falling in quick succession, and the whole city is covered in snow. People come and go in thick winter coats, gloves, and scarves, wrapped tightly inside and out.

During the Chinese New Year, most of the foreigners return to their hometowns for the New Year, and this lively city is much cleaner than usual.

The restaurants in Chelian Hutong are not like big restaurants or tourist areas, which are also full of customers during the Chinese New Year, so most of the restaurants in the Hutong are closed. Only one Shaanxi noodle restaurant is still open.

The boss's name is Chen Zhong, who has been coming to Tianjing from Shaanxi for more than ten years, and has been opening a noodle restaurant here, and the best ones are Shaanxi biangbiang noodles and Qishan Zhenzi noodles.

There were no customers in the noodle restaurant, and the boss was bored rubbing his hands to warm up.

There was a sound of heavy footsteps, and then a tall, burly old man walked in.

Chen Zhong smiled: "A pound of biangbiang noodles"!

The old man nodded at him and sat casually at a table.

He said that he was an old man, and it was because he had gray hair and a beard and a faint wrinkle on his face. If it weren't for these characteristics, I'm afraid it would be really difficult to tell that he was an old man. In the cold winter season, everyone who went out was wrapped up in only a pair of eyes, but the old man was only wearing a single coat. Tall and burly, with bulging muscles and full of clothes, that figure is enough to make most young people embarrassed. The amount of food is amazing, and I can eat one pound of noodles each time. Chen Zhong has opened a noodle shop in Chelian Hutong for more than ten years, and he has never seen such a strong old man.

He knew that this person's surname was Huang, a native of Shaanxi, and he spoke with a strong Shaanxi flavor, and opened a Chinese medicine shop in the alley three months ago. People who know him call him Lao Huang.

Ordinary bowls can't hold a pound of noodles, so Chen Zhong specially prepared a large basin for Lao Huang.

There are not many old yellow words, and they should be called very little. Although they have eaten noodles here for three months, the two of them have spoken no more than ten sentences combined.

Chen Zhong served it, and there were no customers in the store anyway, so he sat opposite Lao Huang. He had a lot of questions in his heart, such as how old Lao Huang is, how to maintain his body at such an age, and whether his medical skills are really good?

Lao Huang gulped down the noodles, chewed them, and asked lightly, "Is there anything wrong?"

Chen Zhong smiled and said, "Lao Huang, you are."

Where are people from Shaanxi"?

Lao Huang paused, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he slowly replied: "I live in Shanxi and haven't been back for many years."

"Oh, Lao Huang, how old are you, your body, even a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy can't compare."

"It's almost eighty".

Chen Zhong's smile froze on his face, and he sighed in surprise, "Oh my God, it's incredible!" "Lao Huang, how do you maintain it, it's too against the sky." I'm only in my fifties, and I don't look as young as you!"

"Exercise more, live in the mountains for 20 years, breathe fresh air, and your body will naturally improve."

Chen Zhong shook his head in amazement, "I can't imagine, if I reach your age, I'm afraid there will only be a handful of dry old bones left."

Lao Huang smiled, "Don't envy me, I am sick, the reason why I know how to heal is because I have become a good doctor after a long illness."

Chen Zhong looked at Lao Huang carefully, his body was strong and his face was ruddy. "No, I see that you are full of red face, and your appetite is so amazing, you don't look sick."

"If people drink water and know it, many things can't just rely on the surface."

While the two were talking, a middle-aged man who was a little shorter than Lao Huang, but also burly and strong, walked into the store, and although the man had a smile on his face, it made Chen Zhong feel a palpitation. Frightened, he immediately stood up and asked timidly, "Does Mr. eat noodles?"

The visitor shook his head, waved his hand at Chen Zhong, and motioned for him to get out of the way.

Chen Zhong hurriedly retreated to the kitchen, I don't know why, seeing that person made him feel extremely frightened, and subconsciously wanted to find a place to hide.

Lao Huang still lowered his head to eat noodles, and said lightly: "In front of ordinary people, he is still so arrogant."

The middle-aged man restrained the momentum on his body and sat opposite Lao Huang.

"Master, when you taught me on the first day, you told me that foreign boxing practitioners should be brave and invincible, and they must have the momentum to dominate the world. I've always kept it in my heart."

"Shut up, I don't have you as an apprentice"!

The middle-aged man smiled, "The master can not recognize me as an apprentice, but the apprentice can never forget the master, my whole body is taught by the master, so how can I forget."

Lao Huang snorted coldly and slapped the chopsticks on the table with a snap.

"You're not afraid of me cleaning up

Portal"!!

The smile on the middle-aged man's face was still the same, "Master, you look down on me too much, at our level, can't you run if you can't beat me?" he paused and smiled. "What's more, twenty years have passed, and I am afraid of being less strong, how does the master know that I am not better than blue."

"Uh!!" "Then you said to kill me"!!! Lao Huang said coldly.

The middle-aged man smiled: "Master, you are joking, even if I don't think it is inferior to the master now, but if I want to kill you quietly in such an imperial capital, I am afraid that no one in the world can do it." What's more, how can I do the thing of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors?"

"Have you done less to deceive teachers and destroy ancestors?" "Chenlong treated you like a brother back then, but you betrayed him"!

The middle-aged man's smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a gradually cold face, "Twenty years, master, you are still so eccentric." Where is Lu Chenlong better than me? Just because he is a senior brother before me, and because he is the son of your benefactor, he should be high, and I should be a dog by his side"!!

said and sneered, "What's more, I just didn't help him back then, and I didn't kill him with my own hands, I have done my best."

Lao Huang's fists clenched so hard that he just wanted to think about it, his green tendons burst all over his body, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. Chen Zhong, who was hiding in the kitchen, suddenly felt a suffocating pressure, and was so frightened that he lay down on the board and shivered.

The middle-aged man smiled, "Master, you don't want to do anything to me here, if we fight, we can tear down this alley."

"Get out"!

The middle-aged man said lightly: "Do you think that if you stay here, we won't dare to send a master out to find my precious nephew." Master, you taught me that martial arts are to assist others, just with you and one or two martial artists, can you fight a scholar like Old Man Nalan, no matter how strong your martial arts are, you are dizzy by those people's calculations, even if you have monstrous power, you don't know where to go, Chenlong's fate is the best example."

"I told you to!!

The middle-aged man stood up, turned around and walked towards the door, and when he walked to the door, he slowly turned around and bowed deeply to Lao Huang.

"Master, I know I can't persuade you, but the disciple still comes. It is a reward for your teachings. If you have the opportunity to fight in the future, you will not be disappointed."

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