Qin Lao looked in the direction pointed by the service boy, and what he saw was a young man who was about the same age as Zhang Qinglong.

Qin Lao was obviously stunned.

Turning his head and glancing at the service student, the service student raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Sir, that young man is my boss!"

Hearing what the service boy said, Qin Lao believed it, and he said, "I didn't expect that the young man had such an achievement in the tea ceremony at such a young age, I really admire it!"

"I'm really ashamed of the old decay, I don't know what I see, the world is Beidou!"

Naturally, he said this to the young man, who smiled with a smile on his face, nodded slightly, and said politely: "The old gentleman is polite."

The tea ceremony has a long and far-reaching history, which can be described as endless.

As the saying goes, there is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry!

What's more, who can be the peak at the end of the tea ceremony!

But it's all Erle!"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Lao's face turned blushing, and he felt worthy of the title of the originator of the Kyoto tea ceremony! Holding the teacup, it was difficult to swallow this delicious and sweet Biluochun.

"At a young age, seeing such far-reaching knowledge, the old man is ashamed!"

"The old gentleman need not be humble. I'm just talking about it. ”

Then the two exchanged a few polite words.

Qin Lao was ashamed of himself, and then looked at Huang Qi beside him, Qin Lao Na shook his head for a while.

The middle-aged man who shared the table with the young man was a little surprised, and said sluggishly: "Shen Liu, why are you the boss of this teahouse?"

That's right, these two people are waiting for Zhang Qinglong to come out here, Uncle Liang and Shen Liu.

When Shen Liu heard this, he pursed his lips and said lightly: "You have drunk a suite, and you can deduct a bottle of first-order qi and blood pill!"

When Uncle Liang heard this, he scolded directly: "I, labor and management are rare for you!"

Tell me, how much money is left for you to come out this time?"

"A million. Shen Liuman replied nonchalantly.

"What? I remember that His Holiness gave you more than 10 million, and there are only 10 million left?" Uncle Liang was directly angry, gritting his teeth and wanting the super guy to start beating people.

"No matter how expensive this teahouse is, it's only five million at most, and you spend four million on it?"

"Where we lived, it cost two million, and the car we came to sit in cost one million and two million. Shen Liu said while sipping tea.

After hearing this, Uncle Liang's chest rose and fell violently.

almost scolded Shen Liu for being a loser.

This Shen Liu is too capable of spending.

It's no wonder that Uncle Liang is angry, this Shen Liu is too good at burning money.

It's only been two days here, and I've spent so much at once, who knows if there will be other expenses later.

If Shen Liu's money-spending effort is placed in the world of ordinary people, he will definitely be labeled as a loser.

Uncle Liang is distressed, but this money has already been spent by Shen Liu, and he can't find someone else to come back, Uncle Liang looked at this tea room distressedly, and he felt that his heart was dripping blood.

He only hoped that Zhang Qinglong could come out of the Ye family as soon as possible, if he was three or five days late, he felt that Shen Liu would definitely be able to take him to the street to beg.

It is said that Zhang Qinglong just got the sixteen styles of pile gong from Ye Chenyun, and after that, Zhang Qinglong was obsessed with it and couldn't put it down for the sixteen styles of pile gong.

Ye Chenyun didn't say that this Pile Gong Sixteen Style is indeed the simplest and easiest basic skill to cultivate, Zhang Qinglong just tried it preliminarily, and he felt the extraordinaryness of this Pile Gong Sixteen Style.

After that, Ye Chenyun also saw Zhang Qinglong's enthusiasm for the sixteen styles of pile gong, so he took Zhang Qinglong to the west wing.

"Brother Zhang, this is the place to live for you, Brother Zhang's visit is sudden, please forgive Brother Zhang for the poor preparation.

There is a place to practice in it, as for this pile gong sixteen style, if Brother Zhang doesn't understand something, call me at any time.

Then I won't disturb Brother Zhang's practice. ”

After Ye Chenyun took Zhang Qinglong to the West Wing, he said a few words politely.

Zhang Qinglong said with a smile: "Brother Ye is so enthusiastic, then I might as well be respectful." ”

Then the two said goodbye.

Zhang Qinglong is indeed fascinated by the sixteen styles of pile gong, he just took a cursory glance, and he felt that this sixteen styles of pile gong seemed to be tailor-made for himself, he felt that if he could practice this sixteen styles of pile gong to the realm of Dacheng, he would definitely be able to step into the five heavens, even if he couldn't, it was only a matter of one step in the door.

After being polite to Ye Chenyun, Zhang Qinglong entered the house, closed the door and began to cultivate.

As for Mo Qingshan's hanging picture, he is not in a hurry.

Mainly thinking of the defense of the study, Zhang Qinglong did not dare to act rashly, it was better to honestly practice the sixteen styles of pile gong.

The first type is to sink the dantian and sink the limbs.

poured the power of his qi and blood into the dantian, and then, his limbs sank and he began to step with his horse.

In the second form, qi and blood run through the meridians of the limbs......

Third Formula......

The first six styles are a week, Zhang Qinglong's practice is the six styles together, and after three hours, Zhang Qinglong finally became proficient.

At first, Zhang Qinglong only felt that his limbs were weak, no matter how he ran the power of qi and blood, he could not use all the power of qi and blood in his body, and gradually, Zhang Qinglong's power of running qi and blood became more and more smooth, and later, after Zhang Qinglong became proficient, the power of running qi and blood became more and more smooth, and within the dantian, there was a faint fire burning, and at the same time, in Zhang Qinglong's limbs, it seemed that there was an endless force erupting.

He felt that his lower limbs had infinite strength, and he could not sway it all.

A few hours of cultivation are over.

Zhang Qinglong exhaled lightly.

"I didn't expect the Ye family to have such a good thing, no wonder Ye Chenyun was able to easily defeat Liu Yinglong in the same realm, and Ye Linxiang was able to easily track him. ”

"This Sixteen-style martial book is really tailor-made for ancient martial arts practitioners. ”

Zhang Qinglong sat on the futon on the ground, looked at the martial arts book in his hand, and said to himself.

However, Zhang Qinglong also knew very well in his heart that this martial book was not given to him.

Although Ye Chenyun did not say anything.

Stuff is not given away for nothing.

Zhang Qinglong understood that this was a bargaining chip that he exchanged with the Ye family.

Zhang Qinglong took a deep breath.

"It seems that Mr. Liu has to be invited. ”

Then Zhang Qinglong took out his mobile phone, found Zhang Liren in the address book, and dialed the phone.

In the secret room of the Ye family, an old man sat in a wheelchair, and an elderly man stood respectfully next to him.

"Second Elder, Zhang Qinglong made a phone call just now. ”

"What did you say?"

He asked his servants to call and look for the traces of Lord Jimwe. ”

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth in the wheelchair were slightly hooked, and he smiled very casually, he said: "Zhang Qinglong is also an acquaintance, and it is not in vain that Chen Yun gave him the sixteen styles of pile work." ”

"But, Second Elder, the Sixteenth Pile Gong is our Ye family's stunt, is it really given to him for nothing?" the Fourth Elder said with some unwillingness.

"Fourth, it's just a martial arts book. The second elder smiled.

"I understand. The four elders gritted their teeth and said.