At this time, Zhou Guomin pulled Yang Fan to walk in front of the people and said, "Everyone be quiet, let Mr. Yang say a few words, come, give some applause." ”

Everyone clapped their hands, eager to clapped their hands red, expressing their excitement.

Seeing that everyone was so enthusiastic, Yang Fan pondered his words and said: "Thank you for helping to move the goods, this batch of goods began to be sent to the villages this morning, don't worry, my ability is limited, I can only try to help everyone, if you are not satisfied with the things and ideas, you can tell me." ”

It's just a simple word, but the people's good impression of Yang Fan has increased greatly.

Subsequently, the leaders headed by Zhou Guomin began to arrange for the distribution of television sets to all villages. At the same time, Zhou Guomin also moved the equipment for making mineral water to the place with the most springs.

The installation and manufacturing of mineral water equipment requires professionals, although Liu Mengyun has notified the group to let people come, but professionals can not arrive until nine o'clock today.

After Zhou Guomin was busy, he accompanied Yang Fan and Liu Mengyun back to his home and asked his wife to make breakfast.

Breakfast is very simple, millet porridge, steamed buns, pickles.

Originally, Yang Fan was worried that Liu Mengyun was not used to it, so he knew that Liu Mengyun ate very deliciously.

After breakfast, Yang Fan wandered around the village alone, and before he knew it, he had come to the last stone building at the end of the village. The stone building is very ordinary, but on the top of the flat stone building, there is an old man who is playing a set of boxing techniques at this time.

The old man's eyes were shining, and although his body was weak, he was strong, his pace was steady, and his fists were even more majestic.

Yang Fan stood under the stone building, looking a little fascinated, he felt that the old man's fists were very powerful, and the old man didn't look like an ordinary person.

Suddenly, the old man held his figure, looked down at Yang Fan below, his white eyebrows trembled slightly, and he said in an old voice: "You are Mr. Yang, right?" Didn't you expect to be so young, come up and sit? ”

Yang Fan thanked him and climbed to the roof of the stone building, on which there was a wooden table and four benches, on which there was a set of brown tea sets, the tea sets were simple and simple like the tea sets used in the ancient palace, and there were streams of heat in the teapot, and the heat spread in the air, and the air became fragrant and refreshing.

"Sit," the old man said, dressed in white, waving his hand, as if he was an old friend of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan nodded and sat down, leaned his neck and took a deep breath of tea, grinning, "Good tea!" ”

The old man smiled slightly and asked, "Do you know tea?" ”

Yang Fan shook his head, "I don't understand!" ”

"Then how do you know it's good tea?"

Scratching his head, Yang Fan said embarrassedly: "The tea is so fragrant and smells so good, it must be good tea." ”

Hearing Yang Fan's words, the old man couldn't help laughing, and said, "You will be honest when you arrive, let me ask you, why do you want to help Jiulong Township?" I know that you shouldn't have any interest in helping Jiulong Township, you are still so young, do you want to throw money in this place where birds don't? ”

Yang Fan looked at the old man strangely, he didn't understand why he called the place where he lived a place where birds don't, he felt that this place was very good, "Old man, this place is very good, in addition to inconvenient transportation, the environment here is better than that of big cities, as for the money, this money is not mine, and it is a good thing to be able to use this money to help others." ”

The old man nodded, picked up the teapot, poured tea into the teacup for Yang Fan, and said softly: "Taste it, is it good tea." ”

Yang Fan doesn't understand tea, and he doesn't understand drinking tea, he picked up the teacup, took a sip, his face became as ugly as pork liver, the tea entrance, a bitter taste instantly filled the whole body, he grinned and just wanted to say that it was bitter, and suddenly the bitterness in his mouth disappeared into a faint fragrance, and the whole person was a lot of energy in an instant.

"Good tea!" Yang Fan grinned, then looked at the old man calmly drinking tea, and asked, "Old man, what kind of punch did you fight just now?" ”

"Xuanyuan Fist!" The old man whispered: "Legend has it that this fist was created by Emperor Xuanyuan, a total of seventy-two styles, but now there are only twenty-four styles handed down, if you want to learn, I will teach you." ”

"Huh?" Yang Fan looked at the old man in surprise, he really wanted to learn, but he didn't expect the old man to hand it over to him so easily, "Old man, don't you need anything like apprenticeship?" Doesn't it mean that martial arts and the like can't be passed on privately? ”

"Haha......" The old man laughed, and said to himself: "If I want to teach, you can learn, if I don't want to teach, you can't learn, in my life, I taught Xuanyuan Fist to five people, plus you are six." ”

Yang Fan nodded, but he felt that it was still not good to learn other people's things so abruptly, so he couldn't help but say: "Old man, otherwise I will worship you as a teacher, right?" ”

The old man shook his head, looked at the stone buildings in front of him, and said with a smile: "If you don't accept apprentices, you will accept your sons and grandsons." ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, Yang Fan felt that the old man was kind and kind, but how could he have such a strange request? But as the saying goes, one day is a teacher, and a lifetime is a father, even if it is a grandson, it is okay, anyway, he feels that if he really learns Xuanyuan Boxing, then it is natural to take care of the old man for the rest of his life.

Just as Yang Fan was thinking, the old man suddenly spoke: "In the future, you will call me Grandpa Ji." ”

"Well, Grandpa Ji." Yang Fan shouted seriously.

Looking at the back of Yang Fan leaving, Ji Yun touched a strand of silver-white beard and said softly: "The child is good, and his comprehension is also good, my hope can only be fulfilled by you." ”

Back at Zhou Guomin's home, Zhou Guomin was about to go out, and when he saw Yang Fan, he smiled and said: "Mr. Yang, we can finally watch TV in Jiulong Township, although there are only four TV stations that can be watched, but everyone is very excited...... Miss Liu came to participate. ”

Yang Fan nodded, and suddenly asked, "Uncle Zhou, do you know Grandpa Ji?" ”

"Ji Yun?" Zhou Guomin nodded and said: "That was our previous township chief, when he was young, he wandered outside, but he was a veritable city man, and later returned to Jiulong Township as the township chief, I remember that someone came to him before, saying that he wanted to invest in our Jiulong Township, but in the end, I don't know what the reason, the investor left, but the old man and our family have a good relationship, in the past, my daughter often ran to the old man." ”

Yang Fan nodded, not saying anything. When Zhou Guomin was leaving, he did not forget to advise: "Mr. Yang, remember to go at night." ”

"Don't worry, I'll definitely go," Yang Fan said, walked into the house, and happened to see Liu Mengyun looking for something everywhere.

"Where's Sister-in-law?" Yang Fan saw that Zhou Guomin's wife was not there, and couldn't help asking.

Liu Mengyun looked around and said casually: "Sister-in-law Wang went out to work, Yang Fan, do you know where the barrel is?" ”

"Barrels?" Yang Fan groaned, not knowing what Liu Mengyun wanted the barrel for, but he walked outside and said at the same time, "It's outside." I'll bring it to you. ”