There is another important reason why Meng Tao regained his kung fu, he was almost gnawed by the wild boar king on Qingliang Mountain, which made Meng Tao realize that it is too important to have a good body, how much he can fight, at least he can run at critical moments.

The fist is afraid of leaving the hand, and I am afraid of leaving the mouth, and I feel a little jerky at the beginning of three years of practice, and the moves that can be done in one go now need to be broken down into several movements to complete.

But after all, the foundation is there, and after hitting it three times, Meng Tao's moves began to gradually flow smoothly.

Bajiquan is a set of ancient and practical boxing techniques, since ancient times, there has been a text and Tai Chi to calm the world, Wu has the name of Baji Dingqiankun, the power of Bajiquan can be seen.

In martial arts, Bajiquan belongs to the short boxing method, the action is fierce, unpretentious, and the striking skills pay attention to inch by inch, and hard to open. Using the head, elbows, shoulders, hands, hips, tail, knees, and feet to attack the enemy, Muay Thai is said to have absorbed the essence of Bajiquan and evolved, and the fierceness can be imagined.

Meng Tao's grandfather is said to have been the imperial doctor in the palace, because he hid in the mountains to avoid trouble, and the one who escorted Meng Tao's grandfather to escape was a Baji boxing master, because Meng Tao's grandfather had saved his life with medical skills, so he repaid his kindness.

Later, this person passed on this set of boxing techniques to the descendants of Meng Tao's grandfather's ancestors, and when it came to the generation of Meng Tao's mother Sun Feng'e, the Sun family was thin, and Meng Tao's mother and uncle were not interested in boxing and medical skills, and they were afraid that the quintessence of the country would be lost, so Meng Tao's grandfather deliberately cultivated Meng Tao.

An hour and a half later, Meng Tao was drenched in sweat, but instead of feeling tired, he had a feeling of being able to reach his whole body.

After boxing, taking a shower, getting some breakfast to eat, and after cleaning up, Meng Tao planned to enter the city.

After the four major garbage dumps in the suburbs of Rongyang were emptied, Meng Tao got more than 40 catties of coins with different face values, and he planned to go to the bank to exchange these coins.

In addition to a large number of coins, Meng Tao has also had a lot of other extras in the past few days. There are more than a dozen gold rings alone, and there are also gold necklaces, gold bracelets, silver dollars, by the way, the Longines Jialan loot that Meng Tao is wearing on his wrist now.

Meng Tao once heard from people who came to the yard to collect waste products that some people picked up waste in high-end communities, and turned out piles of hundred-yuan bills in the snack boxes that had passed the expiration date in the trash cans. The giver hid the cash in the gift box, but the recipient didn't know it, and after a long time, he threw it away when it expired.

Meng Tao has not encountered such a big deal, so far he picked up the most cash is found in an English reference book found seven red bills, I don't know who put the money in the book, and then forgot it, and then threw it away as scrap, which is cheap Meng Tao.

The salesman of the bank counted more than 40 catties of coins for more than an hour, and it took more than 1,121 yuan to finish.

After exchanging coins, Meng Tao passed by a scrap yard on his way home from the bank, and the owner of this scrap yard was the grandson of the first time to collect Meng Tao's scrap, named Sun Shouwang.

Recently, Meng Tao has been exploring the market of waste products, and thought that Lao Sun had a lot of experience in making waste products over the years, so he turned in.

The yard is huge, with piles of waste on one side, several workers sorting them, and a weighbridge next to it, next to which dozens of bags of flattened cans are stacked.

"Hey, Brother Meng, it's a rare guest!" Sun Shouwang, who had just come out of the house, recognized Meng Tao at a glance, and hurriedly greeted him warmly.

"I'm going to the city to do some errands today, and when I come back, I'll come in and see Brother Sun. Meng Tao said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, just remember your grandson, brother, don't leave at noon, let's take a drink." "Sun Shouwang is a businessman, a businessman pursues profits, Meng Tao can bring him income, of course, he has to be entertained.

"Okay, I'll rub Brother Sun here at noon. Meng Tao was not hypocritical, and readily agreed.

"What do you mean?" Sun Shouwang was unhappy, and the boss with two eyes glared: "When you arrive, you are at your own house, and you are not allowed to see Brother Sun!"

There is a tall locust tree next to the yard, the locust flowers are blooming, the whole yard is filled with the fragrance of locust flowers, under the shade of the tree, there is a square table with faded red paint, there are several chairs standing on the side, there is a bamboo tea table on the square table, on which is placed a purple sand teapot and a few white porcelain tea bowls, the water has just been poured out, and the steam is bubbling up.

"Brother Sun, you can enjoy life!" Meng Tao pulled a chair and sat down, and said with a smile.

"Hey, there's an old saying, P.S. ...... Yes, vassal elegance. Saying that, Sun Shouwang clumsily made tea and made tea, and after the tea was ready, he added it to the cup in front of Meng Tao: "Brother, this is Tieguanyin given by someone else a while ago, how about you taste it?"

"Where do I taste tea," Meng Tao said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, Brother Sun, I drink any kind of tea." ”

"Hey," Sun Shouwang slapped his face, as if he had met a bosom friend: "Brother, in fact, we are the same brothers, I can't drink anything from this thing, you don't know, I still like to drink tea in a big tea jar, this cup can make people thirsty to death, but no tricks, I know friends and the group of turtle grandchildren I want to stammer, they all drink like this, we have to lean on the situation, right? The waste circle is also a circle, otherwise you can't mix in the circle......

Sun Shouwang loves to talk, as soon as the box is opened, he can't hold it, Meng Tao doesn't squeak, drinks tea and listens quietly with a smile.

"Brother, don't you know, at first I said that I like to drink in a big jar, and it is exciting. Guess what they say, 'Lao Sunna, although we are collecting scrap, we have to drink the momentum of selling fine products on the pedestrian street, and we must not give up on ourselves.' 'Brother, you judge the reasoning, drinking tea in a big vat is self-defeating. Where did these turtle grandchildren come from? I can't give them any energy, so I just break the jar and break it and follow the crowd. ”

The two drank and chatted, and when the second pot of tea had just finished the first brew, there were sudden cries and angry scolding from a dilapidated yard directly across the road.

The courtyard of Sun Shouwang's house is open, there is no fence, and the road is not wide, Meng Tao sees it very clearly, in the opposite yard, a thin middle-aged man walks out with an A4 paper-sized red book in his hand, and an old lady with white hair pulls his arm and cries not to let him go.

The old lady had messy white hair, and pulled the middle-aged man to cry loudly: "Son, this house is your father's coffin book for me and you, we rely on it for our old age, you can't mortgage it, mom beg, woo woo ......"

"Get out!" The middle-aged man shook his arm and threw the old lady to the ground, pointed at her and scolded loudly: "Old immortal, don't you understand people's words? I'm just going to mortgage and not sell, what the hell are you howling? I tell you, if I can't turn over, you die, don't talk about the cemetery, you don't even have the money for the crematorium, you just wait to expose the corpse!"