Chapter 5: Returning Home

At midnight, Jiang Wang returned to the hotel where he lived. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

This hotel is also the property of the Zhang family, and with the gold card of the club and the name of Zhang Ze, Jiang Wang lives here for free. It is also with this gold card that Jiang Wang can get started with the Xingyi Five Elements Fist within a week, and the demand for food for practicing national arts has increased sharply, just with Jiang Wang's current money, it is completely insufficient, and the gold card can allow Jiang Wang to eat for free in the club, and the meals are all top-quality meat, that's it, because of the reason for practicing the White Lotus Heart Sutra and Guoshu at the same time, Jiang Wang can eat three or four meals of others in one meal.

Therefore, Jiang Wangcai didn't have a big opinion on those things in Zhang's house at night, but he was a little uncomfortable in his heart, after all, "eating people with soft mouths and taking people with short hands".

However, because of this conversation tonight and the information that Zhang Ze handed over to him after registering his own information, Jiang Wang decided not to continue his cultivation journey, but to go home as soon as possible, and he had to calm down and think about the future path.

Originally, I planned to go to Shaolin Temple and Wudang Mountain to see.

In Zhang Ze's words, the rivers and lakes no longer exist, but the rivers and lakes are everywhere. "South Three North Four" is the strongest of the seven common respects, all of them have the cultivation of perfection, that is, the acquired perfection, in the current era of congenital Dan Jin, it can already be called a grandmaster, Jiangsu Town, Jiangsu family eighth-level extreme ancestor Su Yulong, Guangdong Foshan Hongquan ancestor Jiang Shanyuan, South Shaolin old host Wuxin master; Hubei Wudang Mountain Zhenwu Guan Guan Master Taiji Sword Yuan Jizi Zhenren, Northern Shaolin Tomb Shouren Wujie Master, Beijing Xiaoyao Sanren Lin Lingyi (the only female among the seven grandmasters), Jilin Changbai Mountain White Fox Mr. Ke Lianshan.

These seven grandmasters are all over eighty years old, except for the master of the Northern Shaolin Mausoleum Shouren Wujie who was seriously injured in his early years, injured his vitality and looked very old, the other six are said to be fifty or sixty appearances, especially Lin Lingyi, a carefree person, is still in his thirties due to the cultivation of exercises, and is a veritable fairy-level figure of the older generation, and he has some anecdotes with other grandmasters when he was young.

In addition to these grandmasters, there are many sect families that have been inherited for hundreds or even hundreds of years, and no one knows if there are still seven grandmaster-level figures hidden among them.

It's not impossible, there used to be an intermediate sect called the Barberry Sect, there was a group of disciples who were rampant and domineering on weekdays, I don't know what people provoked, and only one of the head of the light pole and a few outer disciples were left to be retaliated against, (the Ming Jin period in the Barberry Sect was all outer disciples, and the early stage of the dark energy entered the inner door, the middle stage of the dark energy was the elite core disciple, and the late stage of the dark energy was the elder level of the faction) As a result, the head fled to the back mountain and met an old man like a savage, who was actually a figure at the level of his uncle and ancestor, The strength has reached the peak of the late stage of Huajin, and one foot has stepped into the existence of Huajin.

It is said that after two days and two nights of fighting, the uncle of the Barberry faction broke through to the perfection of the strength in the battle, and the two continued to fight for another day, and finally the two reached an agreement, the man retreated and no longer retaliated, and the Barberry faction closed the mountain gate within ten years and was not allowed to be born. After the war, the man's whereabouts were unknown, and even the Wumeng could not find him, and the uncle of the Barberry Sect died less than a year after passing on his martial arts and experience to the head of the sect due to his injuries.

Later, the barberry faction really closed the mountain for ten years, and the head and those few outer disciples (of course, they have become the head disciples) practiced martial arts diligently, and ten years later, as soon as the mountain gate was opened, the whole rivers and lakes were shocked, and the head broke through from the original dark power to the peak of the middle stage of the chemical energy, and may enter the late stage of the chemical energy at any time; Those disciples have all changed from the original just entering the bright energy to the early stage of dark energy, and there are even a few outstanding disciples who have broken through to the middle stage of dark energy.

The current Barberry Sect is also considered to be relatively high among the high-level sects in the Wumeng, and it really responds to the sentence "Where blessings and misfortunes are lurking, and where misfortunes and blessings are relied on". Without the precipitation of those ten years, there would be no barberry pie today.

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On October 22, 2008, it was a sunny day, and it was convenient to travel to visit friends.

Early in the morning, Jiang Wang got up, and after doing the exercises and playing the Five Elements Boxing, he used Jinggong to return to his peak state, ate the free buffet breakfast at the hotel, and then took the luggage that had been packed yesterday and got into Zhang Ze's car and went straight to the train station.

Train stations in big cities are always crowded, even if it's not a holiday.

When the car arrived at the station, Jiang Wang got off the car, said goodbye to Zhang Ze, and didn't let him accompany him into the station, and then turned around and left.

This is the case between men and men, there is not so much attachment and parting, it is difficult to part, and it is more of a tacit understanding that is all in words.

The train goes directly to Hangzhou, so there is no need to transfer, Jiang Wang is a person who doesn't like trouble, so it's the best.

The ticket was bought for a hard sleeper, and he was going home anyway, Jiang Wang didn't want to wronged himself. In 2008, there was no long-distance high-speed railway, and the fastest train from Liangshan County to Hangzhou took more than 14 or 5 hours.

Liangshan County is not the starting station, the arrival time is 9:30, the stop is five minutes, and it is now more than 8 o'clock.

By the time Jiang Wang lined up to buy a ticket, it was already nine o'clock when he entered the waiting room.

Wait, check in, get on the bus, and lie on the bed in a daze.

There was no petty theft, no car bandits, no road rage, no double reed scammers, the train stopped and stopped, and all the way to Hangzhou calmly. Time: 1 a.m. on October 23, 2008.

Although the big cities now are cities that never sleep, after all, it is late at night, ordinary shops and people have already fallen asleep, and there are few vehicles and pedestrians on the streets. I found a random hotel near the station, and I dealt with it casually for eighty yuan a night.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no passenger transport back to the county seat at night, Jiang Wang wouldn't have planned to stay at all.

The next day.

From Hangzhou to Qiandao Lake, then from Qiandao Lake to the town, and from the town to my hometown, it took most of the day, and it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived home.

The car passes directly through the village, and there is no platform in the small village in the mountains, so they drive directly to the nearest place to the house and let the driver stop.

Jiang Wang got out of the car at the door of his uncle's grocery store.

The door to the grocery store was locked, and there was no one.

At this time, everyone in the village should be digging sweet potatoes in the field, which is one of the main incomes of the village. Dig during the day, enlarge the wooden barrel in the evening (generally two meters in length, about one meter in short diameter and slightly larger oval) to wash away the sediment, and then use the machine to crush into pulp, and then use the gauze cloth to add water over and over again, filter in the large wooden barrel, until the filtered water is no longer turbid, and pour the residue in the cloth to the side (these residues should be squeezed out of the water, and then dried, which is used to feed pigs, and is also the main pig food in the villagers' homes).

Let the washed sweet potato water settle in the wooden barrel for one night, the next day before dawn, get up and scoop off the water on it or pump it off with a hose, leaving the white starch below, spread a layer of clean cloth, and then pour the grass and wood ash in the stove fire pit on the cloth, let it absorb the moisture in the starch, and wait until dawn to get up, the starch at the bottom of the barrel has basically solidified, carefully remove the grass ash and cloth, use a shovel to divide the starch into small pieces, pick it up on the threshing field with a basket, pinch it into peanuts or smaller pieces, and expose it to the sun under the scorching sun. When it is dried, it is the most primitive sweet potato starch, which can be sold directly for money, and the average annual Chengdu is one or two yuan a catty, but when the buyer transports it to the city, it is immediately five or six yuan a catty.

In the past two years, the town has built its own vermicelli factory, purchased starch from farmers, processed it into vermicelli, and shipped it out one by one. It is a disguised increase in the purchase price of starch, which is only a few cents, but it is a few cents a pound, and it is a lot of income when calculated as a whole.

There was no one at home, and his parents also went to the ground, so Jiang Wang opened the door and entered the house by himself and put away his luggage. Look at the time and go cook the rice first. The sweet potatoes piled up at the door, washed them one by one, piled them on the ground in the corner, and went to cook a few dishes on the gas stove.

Jiang Wang can actually only cook a few home-cooked dishes, which is not difficult to eat.

As soon as the fire was finished, I heard some noises outside the door.

"Huh? These sweet potatoes are washed, did you wash them? A female voice said.

"No, where do I have time, I will go back immediately every time I ship it back, where will I have time to wash?" A male voice, with confusion in his words.

"The door is open too? It can't be Xiaosheng coming back, right? "Xiaosheng is Jiang Wang's nickname, Jiang Wang is the scientific name, in the family genealogy, Jiang Wang is ranked in the Xu generation, up and down, so Jiang Wang is also called Jiang Xusheng.

"Mom, Dad. It's back. Jiang Wang put the dishes on the table of the eight immortals in the hall, and when he went out, he saw his parents getting down from the electric tricycle, and the body of the tricycle was full of six bags of sweet potatoes (the kind of snakeskin bag containing 100 catties of rice, and there were also washed fertilizer bags), Jiang Wang hurried over and took down the six bags of sweet potatoes. For Jiang Wang now, such a little weight is nothing at all?

"Xiaosheng, why did you come back and didn't say hello first?" The mother is always the most expressive party, and Chinese families are basically like this, and the father always plays the serious side.

Jiang Wang smiled and didn't answer, but said, "Mom, let's not talk about this first, I just cooked the food, and I will taste my craftsmanship tonight." Wash your hands first, and I'll serve the meal. ”

Because I have to wash sweet potato flour at night, I eat dinner quickly, Jiang Wang also controls the amount of food, just eats the rest of the meal, and it looks like a normal person for two people (Jiang Wang's rice for four people when cooking), fortunately, my parents have already eaten and washed sweet potatoes outside, otherwise I thought my son was hungry outside.

Jiang Wang is going to find a time to talk to his family about martial arts, after all, before he reaches a certain level, his amount of food will get bigger and bigger, which cannot be hidden. If the family is worried, it is better to tell them as soon as possible.

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