A few days later, Huang Liang sold the hot pot restaurant and the base recipe.

"The more than 9,000 taels of gold and more than 10,000 taels of silver are buried here for the time being, and the 6,000 taels of silver tickets obtained from selling hot pot restaurants and base materials are to be carried on my body for later use.

"Eliminate the traces of the ground, Huang Liang came to the Sun Mansion." Are you leaving? Sun Lutang asked thoughtfully.

"Master, I want to go out and walk around." Huang Liang said.

"Here are a few letters of introduction I wrote, you bring them with you, when you meet those uncles, you take out the letters of introduction, presumably for my sake, they will guide you." Sun Lutang said.

"Thank you, Master." Huang Liang was grateful.

"Go ahead, be careful on the road." Sun Lutang waved his hand.

"Master, this is a little bit of my heart, and I hope you can accept it." Huang Liang took out three silver tickets worth 1,000 taels and handed them over respectfully.

"It's too much, you can keep it for yourself." Sun Lutang shook his head.

"Master, are you still afraid that I won't be able to make money?" Huang Liang put down the silver ticket, knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times, turned around and went home, changed into clothes, carried a handful of copper coins, and strode away.

It was only October 1904, and it was still under the rule of the barbarian Qing Dynasty.

The man's hairstyle has changed from the original rat tail head to the snake tail head, and now the ox tail head.

When he used to watch TV, Huang Liang thought that the oxtail head was very good-looking, but now he found that the oxtail head was unusually ugly.

If you calculate it carefully, it's not that the oxtail head is good-looking, it's just that the protagonist of the oxtail head is handsome and has high martial arts.

In order to keep his short inch and head, he plans to pretend to be a foreigner.

When he met an officer or soldier, he spoke a few words of English and he was able to walk sideways.

A few days later, Huang Liang entered the territory of Cangzhou, then bought some gifts and came to Uncle Li's house.

"Who are you looking for?" The young man standing at the door asked with a frown.

"This eldest brother, my surname is Huang Mingliang, and I came to meet Uncle Li Shuwen." Huang Liang said politely.

"Wait a minute, I'll go in and inform Master." The youth said.

"I'm sorry for the trouble, brother." Huang Liang thanked him.

"My surname is Chen Mingwang, Master asked you to go in, come with me." After a few moments, the young man walked out again.

Following the other party into the Li Mansion, Huang Liang bent down and saluted: "Senior nephew Huang Liang, I have seen Uncle Li." ”

"How did you get to me?" Li Shuwen asked with a smile.

"Uncle Shi......" After Huang Liang finished speaking, he took out a letter and handed it over respectfully.

"In that case, you can stay with me for a while." Li Shuwen nodded.

"Thank you, uncle." Huang Liang thanked.

The next day, Li Shuwen began to instruct him to practice the Yijin Sutra.

After the introduction of Yijin Jing, Huang Liang learned marksmanship, mixed yuan strength, and divine practice with the other party.

After that, Huang Liang ran more than 20 kilometers in the morning, then stood on the pile to practice qigong, and then practiced the spear.

He would take the time to practice Xingyi Five Elements Boxing, Baguazhang, and Tai Chi several times a day.

After practicing the Yijin Sutra, he cultivated the Forging Bone Sutra, and after the Forging Bone Sutra was completed, he practiced the Washing Bone Sutra.

Huang Liang's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and in just over a year, his strength has reached about a thousand catties.

After more than a year of penance, his spear skills, light skills, and hidden weapons ...... The boxing method has made great progress, the realm of strength has reached the limit of Ming Jin, and the realm of qigong has reached the middle stage of refining and refining qi.

This morning, Huang Liang packed his luggage and then came to the living room.

"Are you leaving?" Li Shuwen asked with a complicated expression.

"Yes, Uncle Li." Huang Liang gritted his teeth and nodded.

"When you're out and about, be careful." Li Shuwen admonished.

Kneeling on the ground and kowtowing a few times, leaving a silver ticket worth a thousand taels, Huang Liang turned around and left the Li Mansion.

"There are only twenty taels of silver left on him."

After thinking about it, Huang Liang returned home, dug up the silver and gold, and exchanged them for silver tickets.

When he went to Sun's Mansion and saw that his master was not at home, after thinking about it, he went to Henry's House and bought two box cannons and 1,000 rounds of ammunition.

In the era of rampant firearms, he never had a gun on him, and he always felt unsafe.

The box cannon has a large force behind it, and the power is very ferocious, with an effective firing range of 50 to 150 meters.

With a thousand catties of huge strength, the lower plate is as stable as Mount Tai, and the rear strength of the box cannon is not worth mentioning.

It only took a few days for Huang Liang to hit a stationary target within 100 meters.

He went into the mountains and forests, practiced his guns with birds and animals, and did not return home until he could hit the sparrows.

"The rifling of this box gun is almost grinded, go buy a new one."

He went to Henry's House again to buy a box cannon and five hundred rounds of ammunition, and Huang Liang went to Tianhai.

That morning, when he was crossing the bridge, he was stopped by a group of clear soldiers.

One of the soldiers asked, "Where is your hair?" ”

"Okay, yo, buy a little bit of ......" Huang Liang opened his mouth to English, when he was on Earth before, because of the existence of the English corner of the university, his English was quite fluent.

"He seems to be a foreigner?" Another Qing soldier asked tremblingly.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Qing soldiers nodded and bent over, apologizing one after another: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

"Goodbye." Huang Liang smiled and waved his hand, and walked through the city gate with a proud expression.

"Foreigners also look like us?" A Qing soldier wondered.

"There are so many foreign countries, there should be foreigners who look like us, right?" Another Qing soldier said uncertainly.

"The sorrow of the nation and compatriots, now in March 1905, in a few years, the barbarian Qing will perish, and after the destruction of the barbarian Qing, there will be a long warlord melee, eh!"

Thinking of the dozen or so Qing soldiers, after hearing that he spoke English, his expression suddenly panicked, and he kept apologizing, Huang Liang couldn't help sighing, but he was helpless.

In a way, he is now just a martial artist, and he does not have the strength to turn the tide.

After the fall of the Barbarian Qing Dynasty, the domestic warlords were fighting, and he didn't want to be affected by the pond fish.

The few enemies with guns can deal with it, but he can't carry the shells and can't stop the metal storm.

Under normal circumstances, both Master and Uncle would be able to live a good life, and there was no need to invite them to leave Beihe.

Twenty minutes later, smelling the aroma of halogen spreading in the air, Huang Liang began to look for the source.

"It's so fragrant, buy a chicken leg and try it."

After buying a chicken leg, Huang Liang tasted it shallowly, found that the taste was incomparably fragrant, and ate it happily, and then asked, "Boss, I want to do a business with you." ”

"What business?" Zhang Anqiao, who was in his fifties, frowned.

"Can you teach me braised pork?" Huang Liang asked.

"I'm going to have to feed my family on it, I'm sorry." Zhang Anqiao refused.

"Boss, I'm from Tianhai, I won't open a braised meat shop here, so let's do it, I'll give you a hundred taels of silver, and you can teach me braised meat, how about it?" Huang Liang proposed.

"Really give me a hundred taels of silver?" Zhang Anqiao was skeptical.

Seeing that there was no one around, Huang Liang took out a silver ticket with a face value of one hundred taels, handed it over without hesitation, lifted his clothes, revealed a box cannon, and said, "It's okay now, right?" ”

"No, no problem." Zhang Anqiao nodded in fear.

found an inn nearby to stay, and after learning braised meat from the other party for a few days, Huang Liang continued to rush to Tianhai.

If he encounters any food along the way, as long as others are willing to teach him, he will spend money to apprentice.

Every time he saw a bookstore, Huang Liang would go in and look for books.

Without commendable craftsmanship, there is no way to make a living, and there is no way to make money anywhere.

The competition in the martial arts hall is too big, and there is not much profit, and he doesn't want to open the hall to accept apprentices.

After arriving in Tianhai, Huang Liang exchanged the silver ticket for pounds sterling and went straight to Xiangjiang.

There are many gangs in Tianhai, and they are fat in the eyes of the major warlords, and in the long run, Xiangjiang is more suitable for development.

"I don't understand military affairs, and I'm not good at politics, rather than taking refuge in others and becoming a cannon fodder, it's better to practice martial arts in Xiangjiang, even if I don't do anything, after more than 40 years, the nation can be reborn in blood."

After thinking about it, Huang Liang decided to build some industry in Xiangjiang, and after the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, he would support money and materials.