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- Knock on the iron ring on the door and rattle. Not long after, the courtyard door creaked open.
When the servant Li Saner saw Yang Fengnian standing at the door, he subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face. After giving Yang Fengnian a timid look, he quickly opened the door and welcomed Yang Fengnian in.
Watching Yang Fengnian¡¯s back disappear into the night. Li San then spat fiercely on the ground and cursed: "Damn it, isn't he just an illegitimate child? Why are you so awesome! Bah!"
Yang Fengnian didn¡¯t know that Li Saner was chewing his tongue behind him. However, even if he knew it, he would smile indifferently.
You can control heaven and earth, but you can¡¯t control other people¡¯s mouths. Not to mention himself, even Yang Jian, the head of the family, is definitely not a good person in the mouths of the servants.
Returning to his small courtyard unobstructed, Yang Fengnian opened the drawer and put away the contract signed with the waiter.
Then I went back to bed and thought about what I had encountered throughout the day. There is also the woman in the white dress who is dusty, dressed in a white dress, and looks like a fairy.
After thinking for a while, when the cicada noise outside became louder and louder, Yang Fengnian shook his head and shook off all the thoughts in his head.
Take a deep breath and calm down.
The whole person immediately fell into concentration, intending to guard the entrance.
According to the running route of Haoran Jue in your mind, try to meditate and entrain your Qi.
The vitality is flowing in the body. At the same time, in the mirror, the little man with the shining silver light takes mysterious steps. A small virtual sword in his hand dances slowly, drawing a series of sword marks with profound artistic conception.
When the move was finalized, two words appeared in front of my mind.
Sword One!
Just waiting for this little silver man to continue practicing. But he found that after the word "Jianyi" appeared, the villain also disappeared.
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The crow of a rooster brought Yang Fengnian back, who was immersed in the world of practicing magic.
Open your eyes and exhale a breath of thick air. Looking up, I saw that the window was already lit up.
Amid the dense holes in the window paper, one can vaguely see that the sky outside has turned white.
After getting up and stretching, there was a sound of crackling beans all over my body.
Get out of bed and put on your gown.
The moment I opened the door, the cool dawn air rushed towards me.
Close your eyes and stretch your limbs. Take a deep breath and feel refreshed.
After meditating for a whole night, Yang Fengnian not only did not feel tired, but she felt extremely relaxed.
Thinking of the incredible adventures he had experienced, Yang Fengnian was quite impressed.
I don¡¯t know which sage wrote this Haoran Righteous Art, but it is so magical.
Then, he thought of the ancient book where Haoran¡¯s Zhengqi Jue was hidden.
"Could it be Mencius, the sub-sage?"
After this thought suddenly came to his mind, Yang Fengnian's smile was a little weird.
However, after a while, he threw this unrealistic idea out of his mind.
In the yard, after doing some warm-up exercises based on what I learned in physical education class in later generations.
Yang Fengnian wandered around the yard, and then found a bamboo pole under the south wall.
Skim off the branches and leaves, leaving a trunk about the length of a sword.
Yang Fengnian took a deep breath, using the bamboo as a sword in his hand, and followed the sword technique demonstrated by the little glowing man in his mind last night. Started practicing.
Sword One!
But, after a while.
Yang Fengnian was shocked to find that in his mind, the silver villain was rehearsing a sword move seemingly casually.
It is so obscure and difficult to understand in my own hands.
Lifting the bamboo pole, he just made a movement to draw the sword, but after a moment, he discovered. A seemingly simple sword move, no matter what you do, cannot achieve the effect that the villain achieved during the drill.
Yang Fengnian took a deep breath and stood there, bathing in the breeze, keeping his mind absolutely clear, and began to carefully recall the sword move left in his mind.
After reminiscing for a long time, Yang Fengnian calmed down again and waved the bamboo pole in his hand.
once¡¡
no!
Twice
Or not¡¡
Three times
Four times
In one morning, when the sun was at the zenith and the sun was shining brightly.
? ?Yang Fengnian, who was sweating profusely, finally stopped what he was doing.
Open your eyes and take a long breath.
A confident smile appeared on his face.
While he is confident, he is also full of expectations for this seemingly simple but extremely profound swordsmanship.
"It's just an action of raising a sword, but it includes so many, so complex changes."
I just did a rough count, and there are more than a hundred different changes.
" Moreover, every way of raising the sword seems to contain some profound and mysterious meaning. Simple lines and sharp trajectories coincide with the concept of simplicity.
No wonder there are only nine styles in the entire set of swordsmanship.
"I'm afraid that most people, even with their own strength, can only get a glimpse of the mystery contained in these nine swords.
Yang Fengnian stood there and thought for a long time. It wasn't until the breeze blew on his face and he was sweating profusely that he felt a slight chill and then he came back to his senses.
Looking down at the sweat-soaked gown on his body, Yang Fengnian shook his head and smiled. He walked to the well, hoisted a bucket of cold water, and washed himself in the yard.
After that, I went back to the house and changed into a long gown, then went out and headed towards the small shop under the locust tree on the street.
Last night, I had a candlelight conversation with the waiter. Although there was a reason for cheating on the bill, Yang Fengnian was not talking nonsense.
Considering his embarrassing situation in Yang Mansion and some life problems in the future, he must take precautions and make plans for the future.
Although I have never really done anything similar to marketing planning before. But in his previous life, when the commodity economy was highly developed, and compared with the Southern Dynasties he was in at this time, Yang Fengnian easily found the key to starting from it.
"The fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. This sentence is not bad when used as a hermit. But if it is used in business, it is a big mistake!"
August is the time when the locust flowers are fragrant.
Pieces of white petals fall from the trees, like goose feathers and heavy snow in winter.
Under the locust tree, in the small restaurant made of rammed earth, the scholar's loud voice came out.
"So, our principle of doing things is this sentence, the wine is sweet and the alley is shallow!"
Yang Fengnian picked up the tea and took a sip, and finally settled on the business philosophy of the small restaurant.
"My lord, tell me what to do, I will listen to you!"
The waiter's blood boiled with excitement at Yang Fengnian's words. He rolled up his sleeves and looked eager to try.
Yang Fengnian smiled and said: "The first thing we have to do now is to make the wine fragrant, and then we will consider the issue of shallow alleys!"
"To be honest, your craftsmanship is too poor and the food you make tastes terrible! Therefore, naturally not many people come here to eat!" Yang Fengnian put down the tea cup, looked at the waiter and said, "Do you admit this?"
The waiter nodded with a blushing face, looking a little embarrassed.
Yang Fengnian nodded, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said: "So, the first problem we solve now is the food problem! In other words, how to make your craftsmanship better!"
The waiter in the shop said with a bitter face: "Master Yang, your craftsmanship is not good, and even a villain knows this. But if you want to go to a big restaurant to learn, it's hard to say whether you will be taught or not. Even if you are taught, the cost"
Yang Fengnian said with a smile: "Do you still need to learn from others? Haha, don't worry, you don't have to worry about this, I will teach you!"
"Huh?" The waiter looked Yang Fengnian up and down, and was dumbfounded when he saw the man dressed as a scholar.
Yang Fengnian knew that he didn't believe it, so he stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and said in a deep voice: "Take me to the kitchen!"
The waiter nodded blankly and led Yang Fengnian towards the kitchen.
Not long after, the sound of cooking and the excited and incoherent voice of the waiter rang out one after another.
"Yang, Mr. Yang, this, this, where did you learn this skill?"
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"No, it's not. I heard that only the top chefs in the royal city can master this cooking skill. You"
"Oh, this is just a trail. The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. Of course, the book also has the secret of cooking!"
""
For a whole day, Yang Fengnian held nothing back and told the waiter all the essentials of cooking that he knew. After that, he told him some promotion and publicity methods.
It was not until dusk that Yang Fengnian walked out of the small restaurant.
Looking atQinghua County in the dusk. Yang Fengnian stretched out his arms and stretched comfortably.
Turning back to the waiter behind the store door, he waved his hand and strode towards his home.
Yang Fengnian is not worried at all about the future of the small restaurant.
The waiter is diligent enough and smart enough. As long as you don't make big mistakes, you can focus on both cooking and marketing planning. In time, this small restaurant will definitely become famous in Qinghua County.
By then, your income will be guaranteed.
It is impossible to practice Taoism without money.
Along the way, Yang Fengnian was in a good mood.
But, when he returned to the house.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw some people in the house, dressed in white mourning clothes, with sad and sorrowful expressions, and my mood suddenly rose.
What happened?
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