In a VIP ward of the Second People's Hospital of Jiangcheng City, Wang Dachu had just woken up, and beside the bed, Wang Dachu's wife Wang Aihong and the hotel proprietress A Mei were sitting.

"Hey, wake up, wake up!"

Seeing that Wang Dachu woke up, Amei was even happier than Wang Aihong, and immediately stepped forward to support him: "Dachu, how do you feel now?" ”

Wang Dachu shook his head, glanced at his wife, and then fell on Amei, and said with a gloomy face: "It's okay, I can't die!" ”

"Dazhu, don't blame me......" Amei said aggrievedly: "It's not that I don't call the police, I really don't dare, today I was troubled by that little rabbit cub, the hotel's business is going to be yellow, those customers were finally sent away by me, if I call the police again, I'm afraid things will make a big fuss, and at that time, I'm afraid the hotel will really go out of business!" ”

"Okay, don't say it, you're right not to call the police...... Wang Da waved his hand, a touch of ruthlessness crossed his face, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Call the police...... Hum...... It's too cheap to call the police, kid......"

"Uh-huh!" Ah Mei followed Wang Dachu's words and said: "I'm a woman, I can't help you with such a thing, but it is convenient for you to use the money to speak, as well as your medical expenses and hospitalization expenses, I will pay for you!" ”

Hearing her say this, Wang Dachu nodded: "Hmm! Then you go back, rest assured, as long as there is my Wang Dachu, the business of the hotel will not be yellow! ”

Hearing this, Amei was overjoyed: "With your words, how can I be at ease, okay, you slowly recuperate, I will come to see you tomorrow!" ”

After that, Amei was escorted by Wang Aihong and left the ward.

Seeing the two of them walking out, Wang Dachu called his son Wang Xiaodao.

In less than ten minutes, a young man in his twenties with a fiery red explosive head walked into the ward.

On a hot day, this young man wears a cotton black long sleeve on his upper body, and in the sleeve on the right side, it is bulging, as if there is something hidden, and those who are familiar with this young man will know that it is a knife, and this knife, he always carries it with him, and he never leaves it.

"Dad, who did it?"

Although he didn't see any obvious scars on Wang Dachu's body, the young man was still furious, because in his concept, only he bullied others, and there was no reason for others to bully him, even if it was his father who was bullied.

"A college student named Jiang Feng." Wang Dachu didn't describe too much about what happened to him, but solemnly explained: "That kid is a little weird, you should be careful." ”

"Don't worry, Dad, if I don't kill him, I won't call Wang Xiaodao!" Wang Xiaodao gritted his teeth and said.

"Don't make too much noise, it's hard to clean up when the time comes...... Wang Dachu pondered for a moment and said, "If he hits me with his right hand, he will want his right arm!" ”

"Waste him an arm. It's too cheap for him! When Wang Xiaodao said this, he changed his words and asked, "Dad, how are you doing?" ”

Wang Dachu waved his hand and said, "I'm fine." ”

Wang Xiaodao approached the hospital bed, sat down beside Wang Dachu, and said in a low voice: "Dad, just in case, you still tell me the recipe of 'Dragon and Phoenix Chengxiang', if that kid is heavy today, won't this ancestral palace dish be lost?" ”

The palace dish dragon and phoenix Chengxiang is indeed the ancestor of the Wang family, but this recipe is a little weird, five years ago the Wang family moved the grave, Wang Dachu grandfather grave dug out two things, one of which is the recipe of the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang, the other is a knife book, the ancestral genealogy of the Wang family records, this grandfather was a royal chef in the Qing Palace when he was alive, and he also ordered martial arts.

As a result, Wang Dachu, who was a chef, inherited the recipe, and Wang Xiaodao, who was a gangster, asked for the knife method.

Father and son, with these two ancestral secret techniques, in Jiangcheng mixed up the rumor, Wang Dachu will not say, although he succumbed to the subgrade Amei Hotel, but he is famous, Jiangcheng five-star hotel Kesky has spent a lot of money to dig him many times, if it weren't for Amei's distant cousin's fragrant flesh bomb soft body hooking his soul, I'm afraid that he would have jumped ship or come out to do it alone!

Wang Xiaodao, used to be a penniless gangster, usually to various middle schools or technical schools to collect a protection fee, after getting the lancet method, he likes to fight and brawl like a treasure, hard practice at night, more hard than the paper of the young girl, the result of the knife really let him practice, so, the penniless gangster gradually became a famous and powerful underworld forces vying for - the machete prince.

In order to keep the secret surname and private surname of these two sets of ancestral secret techniques, the father and son destroyed the recipe and knife recipe after mastering it, and the Wang family passed it on from generation to generation in the future, and it was never announced.

Now is the era of hot weapons, not the world of martial arts, what if you are equipped with peerless martial arts, it is not enough for a gun. Moreover, people who practice martial arts, even if they look for a job, are not on the stage.

Wang Xiaodao's identity is an example.

In this way, the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang is more important than the lancet method, although the old cook was also cheap, but now it is very popular, which is why Wang Dachu is unwilling to pass on the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang to his son.

At this time, after listening to his son's words, Wang Dachu was furious, and he didn't care about his injuries, so he immediately shouted: "Little rabbit, you just want me to die, right?" You ......"

"Dad, what I'm saying is the truth, if this dish is really lost, then how do you explain it to your ancestors?"

Hearing this, Wang Dachu's expression was stunned, but he was surprisingly calm: "Ahem...... There's some truth to what you're saying......"

"You stinky boy...... Okay, I'll pass it on to you," Speaking of this, Wang Dachu was suddenly stunned, he patted his brain, and an inexplicable look appeared on his face.

"What's wrong Dad?"

Wang Dachu did not answer, and shook his head vigorously, his face showing distress.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Wang Xiaodao said hurriedly.

"Why can't I remember all of a sudden!"

"This, this can't be......" Wang Xiaodao saw that his father didn't seem to be pretending, and said in surprise: "A slight concussion won't cause amnesia!" ”

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaodao stood up and shouted angrily: "Doctor...... Doctor ......"

………………

Jiang Feng returned home.

Jiang Tianshan and his wife were surprised to see their son carrying large bags of valuable things.

Without waiting for his parents to ask, Jiang Feng said happily: "Dad, Mom, your son was lucky today and was accepted by a foreign company...... Mom, guess how much people pay me a month......"

The mother shook her head happily and said, "Mother can guess." ”

"Ten thousand yuan." Jiang Feng said excitedly: "People also advance my salary for a month in advance, it's not ......" Jiang Feng took out the money in his pocket and handed it to his mother.

"He, my son has earned money!"

Looking at a large stack of hundred-yuan bills, her mother did not show the amazing expression of a countryman entering the city for the first time, but happily took the money, pulled out a stack of it, and handed the rest to Jiang Feng: "Ah Feng, since you are working in a large company now, you have to dress decently, you can keep the money to buy clothes!" ”

Jiang Feng didn't refuse, so he accepted it. I didn't count them, and I put them in my pocket.

Between mother and son, there is not so much distinction.

Jiang Tianshan watched from the sidelines, quietly watching his son's every move, his face never showed a trace of joy, but his expression became more and more solemn.

Just as Jiang Feng took out the "bamboo charcoal" pillow from the wrapping paper to show his mother, Jiang Tianshan quietly walked out of the house, walked to the corner of the courtyard, and then pulled out a number that he didn't dare to pull out for a long time without hesitation.

The call was quickly connected.

"Brother Wolf, please?" The other party's words were short, but they exuded loyalty.

"Ah ghost, tomorrow you will help me keep an eye on Jiang Feng and see what he is doing?" Jiang Tianshan kept his voice very low.

"Okay."

"You can't be exposed until you have to."

"Don't worry, Brother Wolf."

"Hmm!"

Jiang Tianshan hung up the phone decisively, then looked back deeply at the door, and saw that the mother and son did not come out, and let out a sigh of relief.