Chapter 47

Zhang Qianxiu asked Huang enquan and Zhang Jiankang to stay in the shop, bought some dishes by themselves, and went to Shude hall to cook.

When Zhang Qianxiu walked into Shude hall, he saw the gang of thugs again.

The man who was injured by Zhang Qianxiu was lying on a simple bed, and the old Chinese medicine doctor was suturing the wound.

The little gangsters sitting on the side saw Zhang Qianxiu come in, and their faces became gloomy immediately. They gathered around Zhang Qianxiu and were ready to start. Someone had blocked Zhang Qianxiu's way.

Old Chinese medicine hand action or did not stop, said: "if you start, give me roll, after you don't come to me."

The little gangsters were stunned when they heard this.

They are not Huang enquan. They are just bullying.

These little gangsters can sometimes fight at the first sight of discord. The old Chinese medicine doctor has always been their first choice after being injured.

A little gangster looked at the old doctor and said, "old man Ge, this boy has hurt our people. It's not good for you to protect him like this."

The old doctor continued to sew the needle for the wound and said calmly, "if you don't believe it, you can try it."

The little gangster hesitated for a moment, but he didn't dare to offend the old Chinese medicine doctor. Moreover, he had more chances to find Zhang Qianxiu trouble in the future. He pointed to Zhang Qianxiu's nose and said, "boy, you are lucky today. Sooner or later, you will be planted in..."

The little gangster didn't speak yet. Zhang Qianxiu suddenly grabbed the little gangster with his left hand and pointed to his finger. He broke it hard. A clear "click" sound came, and the little gangster suddenly screamed.

Zhang Qianxiu started first, and the other little gangsters couldn't manage so much, so they started one after another.

Zhang Qianxiu shook the dish in his hand.

"Pa..." just fell on the face of a little gangster who just rushed up.

The vegetables and meat were scattered all over the floor.

Zhang released his left hand and grabbed the stool as a weapon. With the previous two experiences, Zhang leaned his back against the wall and did not soften his hands. When the two stools went down, he hit two little gangsters with blood flowing through their heads.

After all, the two fists are hard to fight against the four hands, and other gangsters are also catching things as weapons.

In the twinkling of an eye, Zhang Qian's self-cultivation had already suffered four or five times.

No matter how painful he was, Zhang Qianxiu didn't say a word. He just held on and let all the little gangsters hang colors.

"Damn it A little gangster scolded, turned around and smashed the stool toward Zhang Qianxiu.

Zhang Qianxiu used the stool in his hand to stop him. He was caught off guard and hit his chest hard.

All of a sudden, a figure rushed over, and before everyone reacted, there were two little gangsters who were directly "hit" and flew out.

Zhang Qian fixed his eyes and found that he was an old Chinese medicine doctor.

Old Chinese medicine hands clean, seemingly casual hands, but contains a very strong explosive force.

During the two breaths, all the little gangsters were put to the ground, and none of them could stand up.

Zhang Qianxiu took the stool and looked a little confused. He didn't expect that the old Chinese medicine doctor was so powerful.

After finishing his work, the old Chinese medicine doctor said to Zhang Qianxiu, "young people are very angry. We should learn to meditate《 It is said in Tao Te Ching that it is better to hold on to it than to have it. You can't keep it for a long time. There is no way to keep a room full of gold and jade. It's the way of heaven to be rich and proud, to leave the blame and retire. "

Zhang Qianxiu is in pain all over the body now. He has never heard of this passage of the old Chinese medicine.

Zhang Qianxiu couldn't understand the true meaning of these people. He was a little embarrassed: "old man, I didn't expect that you are so knowledgeable and skilled."

Old Chinese medicine light said: "before an old boxing teacher taught, many people will... Few alive."

At the end, the old Chinese medicine doctor seemed a little lonely. He turned around and continued to sew the needle for the little gangster on the bed.

Zhang Qianxiu couldn't hold on any longer. He put down his stool and sat down. He took out a cigarette and smoked it slowly to relieve his pain.

Those little gangsters were lying on the ground in pain. Zhang Qianxiu looked at them, but he didn't hate them. He just didn't like them.

More than ten minutes later, the old Chinese medicine doctor sewed the needle and bandaged it. He got up and walked towards the door and picked up the vegetables on the ground.

Zhang Qianxiu said quickly, "old man, I've fallen to the ground. I'll go and buy some more meat."

"Wash can eat, you sit, I go to cook, they will be able to stand up, you help me accept medical expenses, a total of 36." The old doctor said and went inside.

After a while, the little gangsters slowly stood up. It was estimated that they were beaten hard by the old Chinese medicine doctor, or they were too painful to continue to fight Zhang Qianxiu.

Zhang Qianxiu looked at these people and said faintly: "medical expenses, three hundred and six."

It's not worth standing on either the wall or the side tables and chairs.

A little gangster squinted at Zhang Qianxiu. They also heard what the old doctor had said before. Unwilling to take out the money, they counted 360 yuan and threw it on the ground: "count it yourself!"

Zhang Qianxiu frowned and took a look at the money on the ground. He was about to get angry when the old Chinese medicine doctor suddenly came out from the inside and said, "people take it away. Don't come later."

Those little gangsters took a look at the old Chinese medicine doctor, but after all, they didn't dare to make a mistake. Finally, they could only lift up the fellow who had just finished sewing the needle on the bed and leave.

The old doctor picked up the money on the ground and said to Zhang Qianxiu, "do you think it's too much for those little gangsters to throw money on the ground?"

Zhang Qianxiu didn't know what the old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine meant, but he still nodded: "I have a little idea like this."

The old doctor picked up all the money and said, "I'll talk to you later when I have dinner. You young people are more angry. It's understandable, but it's a kind of practice to have a degree at any time."

Then the old doctor turned and went into the kitchen to cook.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't want to move at all. He felt pain when he moved. He just sat on the stool and smoked.

Now Zhang Qianxiu is quite familiar with the old Chinese medicine. The old Chinese medicine feels like a learned elder to Zhang Qianxiu.

The old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine has more knowledge, skills and life experience than ordinary people. What he said must have his truth.

Zhang Qianxiu has always respected the old Chinese medicine from the bottom of his heart.

When he was smoking, Zhang Qianxiu thought of the old Chinese medicine saying, "hold it and be rich, not if it has already been.". You can't keep it for a long time. There is no way to keep a room full of gold and jade. Wealth and pride, self blame also retired, the way of heaven.

Zhang Qianxiu still didn't understand what this sentence meant, but because it was said by an old Chinese doctor, he wanted to know what it meant.

All of a sudden, Zhang Qianxiu saw a book on his desk, which was often read by old Chinese medicine doctors.

Standing up, Zhang Qianxiu went over and picked up the book, the Analects of Confucius.

Turn a page, the first sentence is that reading is learned, Confucius said: "learning and learning..."

Yang chenxuan didn't have much research on ancient Chinese prose. He could read them directly. In fact, he didn't understand them very well. He could bear to read them.