Yun Poyue went to work in the lumber yard, thanks to the advice of the owner of the bun shop. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The owner of the steamed bun shop is a native of Qingzhou, Shandong. The surname is Yang, and the name is Zongbao.

I've been in this city for twenty years.

In addition to steaming steamed buns, he also pulls erhu.

But it's just a hobby, and I don't pull it often, because most of the time I have to chop firewood and flour, and spend a lot of time cutting meat, cutting vegetables, adjusting fillings, and preparing raw materials for making buns.

So the erhu hangs there, covered with dust.

It was desolate.

Most of the time it's just a decoration.

I didn't want to compete, win awards, or become famous and start a family.

I can't even rely on it to eat.

The coldness and hardship of life have long since turned Shopkeeper Yang into a complete and out-and-out materialist.

Being an idealist comes at a cost.

To be a materialist is to pay a greater price.

Lose the romance from then on.

Don't believe in pie in the sky.

Don't believe there's a free lunch on the ground.

It is believed that people do not give and give for no reason.

Believe that there is a straight line between two points – and only one straight line.

Yang Zongbao, the owner of the bun shop, after listening to Yun Poyue's narration.

Peace of mind.

The tone is calm.

The young man's ignorance and confusion and whimsical ideas seemed to him like a snow lion, although the style was beautiful, but it was only a silver-like pewter spear head, which was useless. As soon as you get it in the sun, it will hiss and melt.

In the end, there was a puddle of water left.

Evaporated.

Shopkeeper Yang packed up his tools, looked at Yun Poyue, who was sweating profusely and hesitant after eating buns, and pointed out two ways out of life for him in a tone of lamentation and pity:

First, back and forth.

Second, ideas to make money.

Compared with the masters of success and the philosophers who like to brush up on chicken soup for the soul, the handouts of the owner of the steamed bun shop are too simple, too direct, and too mundane.

The words are straightforward.

It is neither theoretical nor systematic.

There is even more lack of depth.

To be destined to be laughed out of the big teeth!

Just when Yun Poyue hesitated, Yang Zongbao shook his head and said, "And my bun shop is too small, and I am not usually busy, so I can't afford to raise an idler." ”

This cuts off the way for Yun Poyue to break the back.

In fact, it's not that people cut off the way for him.

Instead, the owner of the bun shop has to go his own way.

Going your own way and leaving others with no way out, and going your own way and letting others say it, doesn't apply here. No one has a charity hall. Because Shopkeeper Yang has to live, dress and eat, and he also has wives and children.

Yun Poyue can only carry the luggage roll.

Get out of the bun shop.

Find your own place to stay.

This passage is described in later biographies as being profound.

Yun Poyue, who is destined to become a good martial arts master, is born with superhuman consciousness.

Distinguish between right and wrong, and make decisions immediately.

Never go.

So the lumberyard was more of a cleansing lecture hall for him than a containment station. Yun Poyue was ignited and baptized there, full of passion, and rushed to the next transit station in life.

Just like the Yum general Zhao Zilong in the game.

Seven in and seven out.

Unscathed.

When reading these words, Yun Poyue was sitting on the windowsill on the twenty-seventh floor of the hotel, draped in a pajamas, holding a wine glass in her hand, looking down with a lazy expression. The crowd on the street was like ants, moving in panic.

In the distance, the green hills are inserted into the sky.

Floating clouds.

Polluted clouds and polluted hearts alternately infect.

A strong virus is generated.

Float in the air, into the body.

Turning a living body into a walking corpse.

The whole city could also become a ghostly place on earth.

And before that, Yun Poyue had written to the emperor and begged for farewell. Following the example of Dugu, the world's greatest swordsman, he went to Wusizang and lived in seclusion on the snowy plateau.

Friends, of course, are firmly opposed.

Each of them gave their own reasons.

Yun Poyue was cordially received by the Ming Dynasty a few days ago, and was awarded the "Top Ten Outstanding Young Persons in the Country" and "Top Ten Most Beautiful People" by the Ministry of Rites, and was recently commended by the Ministry of Industry as the "National Model Worker".

The future is bright and the career is broad.

Because of the strong recommendation of Liangguo Gong Lanyu.

The 800,000 forbidden army and the garrison of the capital have made it clear that they will accept guidance, study with an open mind, and always wait for Yun Poyueyun's seniors to come and serve as the head coach of martial arts.

After accepting his donation of 100,000 taels of silver, Guozijian also agreed to hire him as an honorary professor.

There are also Daming Arsenal, Carriage Factory, Gunpowder Factory, Cooked Food Workshop, Joint Command for Eliminating Flies, Bed Bugs, and Mosquitoes, Fengyang Zhu Yuanzhang Memorial Hall Office in Beijing, Corner Hutong Street Office, and Daming Women's Federation have also sent warm invitations.

The situation is very good.

And it's getting better and better.

There is absolutely no need for him to retreat from the rapids?

"The chicken claw is just a weapon. Yun Poyue shook her head and refused, "And in the end, I'm just a martial artist on the rivers and lakes." A civilian, with the courage of a horseman, how can he take on a big responsibility?"

Everyone thought he was saying kind things. is shirking, wanting to get away with it, and looking for face for his climbing.

So a new round of exhortations heated up sharply.

According to the situation, the article is analyzed.

Yun Poyue sat for a while, only drank a glass of boiled water, and then didn't say anything.

Zhuo Ran left the living room.

Three days later, when everyone was still sitting in a group, talking about his whereabouts, Yun Poyue had already ridden alone and went out of the west gate alone.

Embark on a journey to Uszang.

No sadness.

No nostalgia.

The prosperity and glory of the capital are just a passing moment for him. Or a rag that has run out of use, which can be thrown away as long as you want.

Yun Poyue left for less than a month.

In February of the twenty-sixth year of Hongwu, the Lan Yu case broke out.

As many as 15,000 people from all walks of life were arrested and killed.

Yun Poyue was spared not because he was smarter than others, wise, and recognized the overall situation. Instead, in the former upheaval and displacement, he cultivated an animal instinct.

Even at night, when there is no light, you can clearly see each other's every move.

Even if you are dozens of miles away, you can find a companion by smell.

Find a source of water.

Find something to eat.

Even if the surface is calm and stable, the sky is vast, and there is a clear scene, he can accurately sniff out the blood that permeates it with his nose!

A beast.

After all, we have to return to the mountains and forests.

The eight months of pampering in the capital have corroded his fighting spirit to a certain extent. Confused his judgment. Lost his heart. Messed up his stomach.

Reversing the schedule.

Because he has to constantly attend banquets, accept interviews, meet high-ranking officials, and thank him for his almost inseparable chicken feet at that time. It has also been put on hold for the time being.

Even the officials in charge of the reception had to instill in him the necessary etiquette.

Walk like the wind, stand like a pine, sit like a clock, bend like a bow.

Buttocks lift, abdomen tucks, inhale, back up.

Voice, intonation.

Rhythm, control.

All have their own strict requirements and training.

You also need to be able to speak a few foreign Chinese, such as "Misi Mixi", "Bage Yalu", "Flower Girl's Work", such as "Hello", "Tinkering". Able to hum American country music. Will brush chicken soup for the soul. Introduce quotes from great men in conversations so that you appear knowledgeable...... (To be continued.) )