Although Chen Zongyi was not strictly supervised by his side, Fang You still meticulously played all the seventy-four styles of Taijiquan, for a month, he practiced Taijiquan almost every day to recuperate his body and mind, and if he didn't play in the morning, he always felt that something was missing.

After playing Tai Chi, it was already more than six o'clock in the morning, and when I walked into the room, at this moment Fang's mother had already made breakfast, and when she saw him come in, Fang's mother smiled, "Xiaoyou, did I play Tai Chi in your yard just now, how can it be the same as your Aunt Li next door in some places, some places are different, and your Aunt Li is turning over and over those few movements, you have a lot more movements than her." ”

"Hehe, Mom, we don't practice one faction of Taijiquan, but all Taijiquan is the same way, there is nothing strange about the difference in some places, Mom, I will go to Chu's house after eating, and it is not necessary if I don't come back at noon." Fang You shook his head with a smile and explained it to Fang Mu roughly.

Chen Zongyi told him that fitness Taijiquan is based on Yang-style Taijiquan, deleting difficult and repetitive movements, selecting 24 styles, compiling a simplified version of Taijiquan, simple and clear when practicing, and learning will be able to, which has played an important role in the wide spread of Taijiquan in China.

"Well, go ahead, Old Chu has helped you so much, don't be empty-handed, bring something with his old man." Hearing Fang You's words, Fang's mother smiled with relief, and then instructed.

Fang You nodded, a little helpless, when did he go to Old Chu's house and didn't take anything.

After eating, Fang You got under the bed, launched the escape technique, took out a jar of Huadiao wine from the land under the bed, and after thinking about it, he took out Xu Xiake's travelogue from Liu Fatzi, as well as the purple clay pot given by Chen Zongyi, he and his mother usually don't drink tea, or it is more appropriate to give it to Chu Lao, who takes a few cups under the tree every day to cool down.

In addition to this, it seems that there is also a plate of Ming Jiajing that was picked up in the hands of those tomb robbers in the ghost market, but compared to the porcelain in the burial room inside, it is indeed a little inferior, Fang You shook his head, took it out of his backpack, and carefully placed it in the cabinet, no matter how inferior it is, it can be worth a hundred thousand, although he doesn't care about money now, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat, so he can't throw the money he gets outside.

Putting the jar of Huadiao wine into a large nylon bag, Fang You put on his backpack, held Huadiao wine in one hand, walked out of the door, called a taxi, and went straight to the community where Chu Lao lived.

Hearing the community where Fang You went, the driver's eyes widened, and then he looked at Fang You's whole body and the things in his hand a little strangely, basically going to this community is to ask for help, and all he gets are boxes and boxes of gifts, otherwise he doesn't bring anything, just give money, this kid looks like a student at all.

Could it be that the nylon bag in this kid's hand is full of money, the driver looked at it, shook his head, and looked like a wine jar from the shape of the bag being stretched, just stunned for a moment, the driver stopped paying attention to Fang You, stepped on the accelerator, and walked towards the community.

The taxi drove to the gate of the community and was stopped by the doorman, even if Fang You had a pass, he would not let this strange vehicle enter, Fang You had no choice but to pay, carried the Huadiao wine down, and slowly walked towards the courtyard where Chu Lao lived.

Fortunately, in the more than a month of Chen Zongyi's time, Fang You was exercising every day, otherwise, if this jar of flower carving wine was to mention the Chu family, he would have to lie down tired, if it wasn't for the fear of people seeing, Fang You would have put the bag into the soil, and then walked forward with one hand pulling the mouth of the bag, presumably the land has become nothingness, and it should be easy to pull.

It's a pity, the imagination is beautiful, the reality is cruel, in the end, Fang You still carried the Huadiao wine by himself, came to the door of Chu Lao's house, took a few breaths, and saw that Chu Lao's house was still open, Fang You couldn't help but smile.

I really don't know what the identity of Old Man Chu is, every time he comes here, he always doesn't close the door, maybe it's because the security here is too good, but the other villa-like residences passing by are all closed tightly with a big iron door, but Old Chu looks like the door of my house is often open, waiting for you with open arms.

After thinking for a while, Fang You walked into the door with Huadiao wine, and saw a familiar figure of Chu Lao sitting on the Taishi chair under the big tree, taking advantage of the cold.

He hadn't seen Old Man Chu for a month, Fang You missed it very much, he had a happy smile on his face, strode into the courtyard, and shouted at Old Chu, "Old Chu, I'm back." ”

"Ha, who dare me to shout in my yard, it turned out to be Xiaoyou, hehe, I have something to take here, but since I took it, I accepted it unceremoniously." Chu Lao smiled, took the nylon bag in Fang You's hand, looked inward, and immediately smiled, sure enough, it was Huadiao wine.

Fang You smiled bitterly, "Old Chu, you're really welcome. ”

"Hehe, be polite to Xiaoyou, don't you treat you as an outsider, hehe, no kidding, Xiaoyou, go to Tianhai here, I heard that your record is not cheap, go out to practice once, and you will gain a lot." Chu Lao smiled, put the Huadiao wine next to him, then poured a cup of tea for Fang You, and asked with a smile.

Fang You hurriedly took the teapot from Chu Lao's hand, poured himself a cup, then put down his backpack, and first took out Xu Xiake's travelogue on the top from it and handed it to Chu Lao.

Chu Lao carefully took the book, put it on the table, brought the teapot and teacup to the side, and then looked at it gently, Xu Xiake's travelogue he had read in his early years, but it was all modern printed books, looking at the quaint paper and handwriting, he seemed to have a different feeling.

"Xu Xiake, who is really a strange person through the ages, is not afraid of natural dangers, is not afraid of tigers and wolves, dares to fight against any difficulties, and never gives up, this spirit is worth learning from our modern people." In the book, seeing that Xu Xiake regarded the cliff as nothing, and rushed out of the cliff with only a cloth belt on his body, Chu Lao couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Fang You nodded sympathetically, Xu Xiake relied on walking, walking most of China, this is a legend that no one can copy, although he has the art of retreat, but it is very easy to regard the cliff as nothing, but to rely on hiking, he can't do it at all, this is no longer a question of ability, but a question of dare or not.

Fang You asked himself, when he saw the cliff, he would never be unmoved, and he didn't even dare to poke his head out to take a look, let alone fall from the cliff with a cloth belt.

"Old Chu, the other three things I got from Fat Liu are from Wang Hao, if you want to see them, I'll ask him to send them to you." After being silent for a while in Chu Lao's exclamation, Fang You said with a smile.

Chu Lao waved his hand and smiled, "Don't take it, I've seen those things a long time ago, although I don't know that Liu Fatzi, but this time it is estimated that he is going to cry, hehe, Xiaoyou, you have done a good job, you must be ruthless to these profiteers." ”

Thinking of Liu Fatzi's heartbroken appearance, Fang You couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, and then took out the purple clay pot that Chen Zongyi gave him from his backpack.

"Old Chu, this is the purple sand pot given to me by the master and his old man, I put it useless, so I sent it to you, but from the point of view of appearance, although this purple sand pot is exquisite, it is just a modern thing, except for the Yixing purple sand below, I can't find any other imprints." Fang You opened the delicate packaging on the outside of the purple clay pot, and said to Chu Lao with some uneasiness, he was really worried that Chu Lao would not be able to look down on this thing.

Hearing Fang You's words, Old Chu asked with some surprise, "Master?" ”

"Hehe, Old Chu, although Old Man Chen didn't officially accept me as an apprentice, but in my eyes, he is already my master, and you are the same, listen to Old Chen, you know him." Fang You laughed a little embarrassedly, and then asked with some curiosity, he didn't understand, how could Chu Lao, an unidentified big collector, know an old Chen who played Taijiquan, these two industries are simply unrelated.

Before Fang You finished speaking, Old Chu's face was full of smiles, and his face showed a look of memory, "It turned out to be the old immortal surnamed Chen, a month ago I said how he called me to ask about you, it turned out that Xiaoyou your Tai Chi was for him to learn, it was really fated to meet thousands of miles away, I have met together, am I in ...... with him." ”

"Hey, Xiaoyou, your purple clay pot is a little familiar, haha, I see, Xiaoyou, this old guy Chen loves you very much, and even gave you this treasure, but I followed his ass for a few months, but I didn't get it." As he was talking, suddenly Chu Lao's eyes were completely on Fang You's unpacked purple clay pot, and he couldn't help but take the purple clay pot from the table, and laughed while playing with it with love.

Chu Lao's sudden laughter made Fang You a little dazed, he pointed to the purple sand pot in Old Man Chu's hand, and asked in disbelief: "Chu Lao, could it be said that this pot is still a treasure, I don't think it has any traces of dynasties at all, it is a modern handicraft at all, and in addition to a Yixing purple sand, there is no bottom money for the producer." ”

"Xiaoyou, let me teach you another truth, it's not that the longer the thing, the more valuable it is, just like a stone knife in the Stone Age, compared with the Jun kiln of the Song Dynasty, which one is worth it, just like this purple clay pot, although it is only a few decades ago, but its value is much higher than the Xu Xiake travelogue in front of you, there is no producer's bottom money, hehe, that is the habit of people who don't know how to make this purple sand pot, the producer's money does not necessarily have to be below, it can also be on the top, give, take a good look at this purple sand pot, I'll see if you can find that. Seeing the confusion on Fang You's face, Chu Lao smiled, and after teaching Fang You some knowledge, he handed him the purple clay pot.

The paragraph is not necessarily at the bottom, Fang You really didn't know before, the porcelain he is familiar with is generally engraved on the bottom cover, so over time, the name of the bottom paragraph is called, but he has never seen a famous model in other parts of the porcelain.

Fang You took the purple clay pot and looked at it carefully, not even letting go of the pot, but he still didn't see where the money in Chu Lao's mouth was, he picked up the lid on the table a little helplessly, prepared to close the lid, and then asked Chu Lao.

At this moment, his eyes saw that there seemed to be words on the inner wall of the lid, and suddenly he picked up the lid and looked at it carefully, and vaguely recognized the handwriting on it.

(To be continued)