Chapter Seventy-One: The 'Big Event' of the Rivers and Lakes

No matter how you say it, Yan Zhendong is a master at the peak level of Ming Jin!

With good intentions, some kung fu-related experiences were greatly inspired by Lei Hu and Lin Shirong, who are also at the level of Mingjin.

Although the two of them have reached the realm, after all, the precipitation is insufficient, how can a master like Yan Zhendong, who has stepped into Mingjin for more than ten years, have a profound understanding?

However, when the realm is reached, it is reached, and the qi and blood of the Ming Jin level run at the same level, and some of the details and skills in it can be understood in an instant as long as they are spoken.

Even if they can't test it right now, after Lei Hu and Lin Shirong go back, they can basically transform their comprehension into their own.

The two of them are overjoyed, and it is a rare opportunity to get a master like Yan Zhendong and a very practical experience.

The two pairs of ears were tightly pricked up, listening intently to Yan Zhendong's slow narration, not missing every sentence and word, this was a good thing that could help them quickly improve their strength and realm.

"Thank you Master Yan for your advice!"

When Yan Zhendong stopped talking, Lei Hu and Lin Shirong got up and thanked each other.

"It's okay, it's just some tips, with the qualifications of the two of you, even if I don't mention it, I believe it won't take long to understand!"

Yan Zhendong waved his hand, and he didn't mean to take credit.

"Having said that, without Master Yan's advice, I'm afraid it will take me a lot of time to comprehend these tips for the use of strength at the Ming Jin level!"

Pulling Lin Shirong to sit down together, Lei Hu said bluntly.

This is true, Yan Zhendong's experience is all some small skills for the use of strength at the level of Mingjin.

Although Lei Hu and Lin Shirong can comprehend themselves, they don't know how long it will take to comprehend all these little skills.

These small skills are Yan Zhendong's experience in practicing martial arts for many years, and they can be regarded as quite valuable martial arts experience.

At least, after comprehending these small skills of strong use, Lei Hu is confident that his combat power can improve a lot in a short period of time, and the benefits are definitely not small.

What is the intention of Yan Zhendong to pay such a big price, Lei Hu and Lin Shirong know in their hearts that they did not say it explicitly but also thanked him for his kindness, and naturally they will have to let Yan Zhendong live a stable and prosperous life in the future.

In fact, Lei Hu still has some ideas in martial arts, especially the means of hard skills, and wants to communicate with Yan Zhendong, but this is the first time that the two of them have sat together and drank, and it is difficult to say too much, so they can only give up for the time being.

After making an appointment, find a chance to reunite, Lei Hu and Lin Shirong said goodbye to Yan Zhendong, and returned to Bao Zhilin in a happy mood.

"Ah Hu, why are you so embarrassed?"

Huang Feihong happened to be sitting in the medical hall, and when he saw the shocking bruises on Lei Hu's body, his brows furrowed and he couldn't help but teach a lesson; "In the future, I won't go to the ring to fight, that place is too dangerous!"

Seeing the source of Lei Hu's injuries at a glance, he shook his head and personally dealt with the injuries of this registered disciple who did not ask him to worry.

In other words, Bao Zhilin's wound medicine and medicinal wine are in short supply in the ring area of the Wharf Entertainment City at the moment.

Bao Zhilin's trauma plaster, as well as the medicinal wine with acupuncture and massage, have excellent effects, not only the national martial arts masters who came to participate in the ring are favored, but also those foreign players are also eager after trying.

Bao Zhilin's plaster and medicinal liquor business suddenly sold hotly, which made Huang Qiying and Huang Feihong's father and son quite uncomfortable, and they were used to the tepid state of the medical hall before.

Fortunately, the Huang father and son are not pedantic, and under the persuasion and guidance of Lei Hu, they quickly came up with two export products, plaster and medicinal wine, and put them on the market, mainly supplying a group of contestants in the ring area of the wharf entertainment city, which won great praise, and Bao Zhilin also earned a lot of silver.

Not only are the contestants in the ring very recognizant of Bao Zhilin's medicines, but even those viewers are very convinced of the plasters and medicinal wine produced by Bao Zhi Lin, and they must have a copy at home or on their bodies if necessary.

What's even more surprising is that because of the good effect of the plasters and medicinal liquor produced by Bao Zhilin, a group of foreigners who often come and go to Chancheng Wharf and are eager to compete in the entertainment city arena actually have a little more trust in traditional Chinese medicine.

Sometimes when they are sick, they do not blindly pursue Western medical treatment, and from time to time foreigners take the initiative to seek treatment in the infirmary of the entertainment city.

Despite their doubts about the treatment methods of traditional Chinese medicine, foreigners simply did not understand that the bitter soup made from the bark and flowers of trees could cure diseases.

It's just that at this time, whether it is the East or the West, the medical conditions are quite poor, the Lingnan area is not without Western medicine, but most of them are under the command of the church, and there is no Western medicine in the Chancheng area, and foreigners who are sick unless they can survive to Lingnan for treatment, otherwise they have to honestly seek Chinese medicine treatment.

Many foreigners cured their illnesses through traditional Chinese medicine, and suddenly the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine spread rapidly among the foreigners who traveled to and from Chancheng, although they still had doubts about the mysterious Chinese medicine, but they also had to regard Chinese medicine as one of the ways to treat patients.

Of course, such a good situation is not easy to come by, Lei Hu has not been less through secret channels in the circle of foreigners, the most reliable Chinese medicine clinic in the Chancheng area in addition to the medical room in the entertainment city, is the Baozhilin Medical Center.

It's not that Lei Hu doesn't want to make a name for Chinese medicine, it's just that he knows too well that real Chinese medicine doctors are rare, and the only Chinese medicine masters he knows are the Huang father and son, so he doesn't want to let one or two quacks be ruined in a flash.

It's better to destroy than to build!

It was not easy for some foreigners to trust the treatment methods of traditional Chinese medicine, but he didn't want to ruin the reputation that traditional Chinese medicine had just established among foreigners because of one or two quacks.

These are all digressions, taken by Huang Feihong himself, and Bao Zhilin's special ointment and medicinal wine were used at the same time, and after only a few hours, most of the bruises and purple scars on Lei Hu's body have disappeared.

There was a high-level gathering of Zhongyi Hall at the entrance of the hall that night, and Lei Hu received the news early that the hall master Qin Bao asked him to attend, so he did not stay in Baozhilin for dinner, and rushed to the entrance of the hall in the evening.

"Ah Hu, don't you know, a Shahe gang has appeared out of nowhere recently, making a lot of noise on the other side of the city, and several gangs have been tossed and furious, threatening to join forces to kill this newly emerging gang, it really deserves it!"

As soon as I came over, a familiar senior manager came over and greeted him warmly, and at the same time did not forget to gloat about the recent 'big events' in the rivers and lakes of Chancheng......