On this day, Bauhinia Village, the largest market town at the foot of Daliang Mountain, is at the time of the rally. Many villagers from Shili and Eight Townships have come to the town with their own produce, ready to sell and then buy some necessities for life.

"Crackle!" In a rather prosperous area in the center of Bauhinia Village, firecrackers rang out in front of a newly renovated Tuanxin Gate. A group of people, young and old, formed a semicircle in front of the door, looking at the door one by one.

A middle-aged man with a thin figure stood in front of the front door, looking around with a smile on his face.

Next to the man was a woman in her twenties, with shrunken cheeks and thin lips, and dressed in a flamboyant manner.

The woman held a picturesque little girl in each hand. The older ones were in their teens, not afraid of people or firecrackers, and looked around with big black eyes, while the younger ones were only seven or eight years old, but they hid behind the man with their hands over their ears.

As soon as the firecrackers were finished, the man stepped forward and laughed loudly: "Fellow villagers, fathers and elders, in Xia Yan Er, this is the sister Fanggu, the little girl Wing Chun and Wing Thu. At the beginning of today, I came to Guibao to open this small business, and I would like to ask you to take care of it in the future!"

One of the people in the crowd said loudly: "Boss Yan, after talking for a long time, what kind of business is your family opening?"

"Hahaha......" Yan Er hadn't yet spoken, Yan Fanggu beside him grinned his scarlet lips and let out a sharp laugh like a roar, "This old man asked well, big brother, you should not be verbose, and it is only serious to show our family's signboard quickly!"

Yan Er glanced at his sister who had no ladylike image with some distress, turned around and came to the door, reached out and grabbed a red ribbon hanging down from above and pulled it gently, and a piece of red cloth covering the plaque on the door immediately fell, revealing the words "Yan Ji Tofu Fang" on the plaque.

There was a chorus of onlookers who were booed, apparently disappointed that the shop that had been closed for a long time was just a tofu shop, and many of them were about to turn away.

"Everyone, go slowly, and listen to the next word!" Yan Er hurriedly shouted to stop everyone, and said with a smile, "Don't underestimate this tofu workshop in the next place, the craft of making tofu in the next is passed down from the ancestors, and it is already the ninth generation in the next generation, whether it is tofu, bean curd, bean juice, or dried tofu, it is quite unique." Today is the opening day of the shop, in order to make a good connection, I have decided to give the first 30 guests a bowl of tofu and bean curd for free, on a first-come, first-served basis, starting immediately!"

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers were stunned for a moment, and then rushed to the door of the store, and after a period of scramble and crowding, a long queue formed in front of the store, but the number was far more than thirty.

Yan Er smiled and invited the first thirty people into the store to sit down, and then took his sister and daughter to bring out bowls of tofu and bean curd on a tray and sent them to everyone.

The people who didn't make it were disappointed, but they didn't leave there, and they all watched from the outside of the store.

Seeing this scene, Yan Fanggu smiled proudly and whispered to her brother: "Second brother, my idea is good! Now that our restaurant has become popular, as long as the thirty guests in front of us are satisfied, there is no worry that people outside will not follow up to eat." ”

Yan Er shook his head and said, "You are indeed better at business than your brother, but the girl's family still has to get married after all." In addition to thinking about how to make money, you also need to think more about your life's events. ”

The two girls who followed Yim Fanggu, Wing Chun and Wing Tau, laughed out loud.

Yan Fanggu's face was a little ugly, she reached out and grabbed the ears of her two nieces, and scolded with a sneer: "What are you laughing at? Don't you see another guest coming in? Go to work!"

Ignoring his brother, he turned around and went to the back kitchen.

At this time, the onlookers outside saw that the thirty people in the store were eating with relish, and a satisfied smile appeared on their faces, and finally someone couldn't help but walk in.

Yan Er hurriedly stepped forward, and said loudly with a smile on his face: "Thank you for taking care of the small shop, there is nothing to repay, so I will go out to do a one-day discount business, but the guests who enter the store today will be half price!"

Everyone has the heart to take advantage. The people who were still watching outside the store heard this, and when they stopped being reserved, they poured into the store like a tide, and the small store was immediately full. Yan Er took out a few sets of tables and stools from the inside and placed them in the open space outside the store, which barely allowed all the customers.

As Yan Fanggu took the two girls to bring the various bean foods ordered by the guests to the table, the sound of a spoon touching the plate and bowl sounded inside and outside the store, accompanied by the praise of the guests, obviously Yan Er's previous words were not boasting, and his Yan family's tofu making skills were indeed quite unique.

When Yan Er was greeting the guests without touching the ground, Wumei Shitai slowly walked into the store and saluted Yan Erheten: "This donor, the poor nun is polite. ”

Yan Er's eyes flashed with an inexplicable joy, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "How dare you." Teacher, too, I returned the courtesy. ”

Wumei Shitai took out the bowl from his sleeve and said: "The poor nun traveled here not long ago, and now he is temporarily living in the 'Yuwang Temple' on the mountain. Today coincides with the opening of your store, and the poor nuns want to give a meal to the donor. ”

Yan Er said with a smile: "In Xia Pingsheng, I believe in the Buddha the most, and I should serve it as soon as I eat fast." There is some noise outside, if the master is not too shabby, please go to the back to fast. ”

At that moment, Yan Er asked his sister and daughter to greet the guests, and personally invited the five masters to the back. After a while, Yan Er came out again and summoned his eldest daughter in.

Yan Fanggu took a little girl who was only seven or eight years old to greet more and more guests, and she was so busy that she was tired and had a sore back. But seeing that a thick layer of copper coins was slowly piled up in the money box on the counter, she smiled, and there was no trace of complaining and grievances.

After a long time, Yan Er came to the front alone.

Yan Fanggu, who was busy, casually asked why her niece didn't come out to help.

Yan Er looked out the window and replied leisurely: "That teacher is too fond of the roots of Wing Chun, and has already taken her to the 'Yuwang Temple' on the mountain to practice martial arts." ”

At this moment, Wumei Shitai had already left from the back door with the girl, and went up the mountain all the way to the front of Yuwang Temple.

Yu Tianlai was practicing boxing on a field leveled out in front of the temple gate, and saw the master coming back with a little girl from a distance, and greeted him with some curiosity.

Wumei Shitai pointed to the girl beside her and smiled: "Tianlai, this is the second disciple under Weishi just now, and it is also your little junior sister, you need to take care of her in the future." ”

Yu Tianlai has only communicated with Wumei Shitai, and when he saw a little girl of the same age as himself, he couldn't help but feel a little at a loss, and he was stunned for a moment before stammering: "Master...... Hello junior sister, I'm ...... I'm Yu Tianlai. ”

The girl smiled generously and said, "Hello Senior Brother Yu, I'm Yan Wing Chun!"

"Yim Wing Chun?" Yu Tianlai suddenly felt that the name was a little familiar, and he couldn't help but think about it, but he couldn't help but have a sharp pain in his head, and he screamed with his hands on his head, and he fainted again.

Wumei Shitai had already seen the same situation once, and hurriedly picked him up and sent him to the temple to be settled.

This time, Yu Tianlai was not in a coma for a long time, and he woke up after a while. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Yim Wing Chun, who was standing beside the bed looking at him with a confused face. With an extremely strange expression, he looked Yim Wing Chun up and down for a long time, and suddenly let out a long sigh that was extremely inappropriate for his age, and muttered in an inaudible voice: "It turns out that this is the world ...... of "Wing Chun"."