80s Taoism

"There is meat to eat." Zhang Jiagen couldn't manage that much, so he went to take a bowl and put the rice on the table, but Zhang Wenrong grabbed it and handed the bowl to Zhang Wenrong reluctantly. Honestly took another bowl.

"They are all brothers with the same surname, you think you are so prestigious. When you go outside, you are a fart." Zhang Jiaohua said contemptuously.

Zhang Wenrong clenched his fists, wishing to give Zhang a beating.

"Oh, this meat is delicious. Brother Rong, look at the wild boar. It's not fat or thin. It's just right. If you put some dried bamboo shoots, it must taste very strong." Zhang Hengao quickly grabbed Zhang Wenrong. There were several mountain dogs squatting next to him. Zhang Biaohua won't be able to fight or not. Even if these mountain dogs came up together, a few people couldn't do it at all. And if there is any movement here, I'm afraid all the mountain dogs will have to come over. The hero didn't suffer from the immediate loss, Zhang Hengao winked at Zhang Wenrong.

Zhang Wenrong released his clenched fist. Being so tempered by a kid, Zhang Wenrong felt so angry.

"Brother Rong, why don't you eat it yet. This wild pork tastes very good." Zhang Jiagen only took care of it, and didn't even notice the scene just now. He is like a starving ghost, specializing in fattening, and biting it down, dripping with oil and water. Although the fat of wild boar is also greasy, the aroma of pork is also in the fat, especially bacon. Some of the aromatic substances in the firewood smoke are also dissolved in the oil, and the aroma is extremely strong.

Zhang Hengao couldn't help kicking Zhang Jiagen, "You can't stop your mouth even if you eat."

Zhang Jiagen felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what happened just now. Scratched his head, and continued to eat. But this time he worked hard and didn't say anything.

Zhang Wenrong also had fire and no place to sprinkle, so he could only take the food and ate it with big mouthfuls, as if the food had a grudge against him. There is no taste at all.

"After eating, you continue to work for me. Come here on time every morning. I will arrange the meals for you and make them yourself. Until I am satisfied, I will naturally let you go. But if I am not satisfied, then Don't blame me." Zhang Jiaohua put down the bowl and glanced at Zhang Wenrong and others.

"Call flowers, let's help you work, you have to give us some wages anyway. When someone works for you, you are all starting wages. We went to your house, isn't it just because you don't have any money? Where is the money. Now if you let us work for you, you have to give us some. In fact, we want to go to Guangdong to work and make money. There is no travel expenses." Zhang Jiagen wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and put it up. pitful.

"Gagan, do you have it. You really thought I didn't know. You lied to your house, saying that you were going to Guangdong, and every time you got the toll, you all used it to play cards and squandered it." Zhang Jiaohua said contemptuously.

"But if you really want to go to Guangdong, when you have done enough for the toll here, I will buy you tickets directly and send you to the car. lest you stay in Meizi'ao and harm people." Zhang Jiaohua gave these three a long time ago. The guy figured out a way out.

Zhang Jiagen glanced at Zhang Jiaohua bitterly, knowing that he was completely planted this time.

"You wander around every day, it's not good. You will live here for a while. Follow me to practice Kung Fu in the morning, otherwise you will go out and lose the face of our Meiziao people." Zhang Jiaohua said again.

Zhang Jiahua was completely reckless. It was really boring to practice Kungfu alone in the morning. Now I got three idle guys and just let the three of them practice together. Of course, what Zhang Jiaohua teaches these guys is some furry skills. The three Zhang Wenrong had also practiced with boxers in the village before. I think I have a kung fu. In fact, in Zhang Jiaohua's eyes, that is the kung fu of a three-legged cat.

"Don't be convinced. If you don't believe it, follow me to the plum blossom pile now." Zhang Jiaohua beckoned to Zhang Wenrong who dared not speak.

"Call a flower, I dare not do anything with you, not because I can't beat you, but because I am afraid that you will be overcast afterwards. I can't fight you, so I recognize this." Zhang Wenrong said coarsely.

"Really? Wen Rong, then I will leave the words here. If you can promise me on the plum blossom pile, I will let you go right away. I won't be held accountable in the future. All three of you can go together." Zhang Jiaohua disdainfully Said.

The gardening field is spacious here, and Zhang Jiaohua has already moved the plum blossom pile in the yard to the gardening field. The plum blossom pile here uses a total of 23 piles, each of which is about 1.5 meters high. It looks like a dwarf tree.

Zhang Jiaohua jumped up and beckoned to the three of Zhang Wenrong, "You three should go together. Otherwise, you are not convinced."

Zhang Wenrong took off his long sleeves, leaving only a white vest worn inside. Tucked the clothes to Zhang Hengao, "I'll go up!"

Zhang Wenrong was really angry. Zhang Biaohua's provocation completely made him angry, and he wanted to rush to tear Zhang Biaohua to pieces.

The plum blossom pile is the most common way to teach martial arts competition in Meishan, just like the competition in the ring. Whoever falls from the plum blossom pile is the one who loses. Because the plum blossom pile has a certain height, there are often broken hands and feet every time than the bucket.

"Biaohua, if you have time to admit a mistake now, don’t cry when I hurt you!" Zhang Wenrong looked at Zhang Biaohua coldly, and when he saw Zhang Biaohua was a lot shorter than himself, he felt a little bit shorter. Victory is not martial.

"Stop the nonsense. Let the three of you come up together, you don't seize the opportunity. You will regret it later." Zhang Jiaohua stood up for a stance while sitting in a starting position.

Zhang Wenrong also started in the same way, and the two hands pushed together. It was a greeting.

"Since you don't see the coffin and don't cry~www.wuxiamtl.com~ then don't blame me!" Zhang Wenrong has really practiced for a few days, standing on the plum blossom pile a bit, his fists are also rustling. . There is some momentum.

"This time, Brother Rong is really angry, so don't hurt the beggar later." Zhang Hengao said with some worry.

"As long as we win, we can go later." Zhang Jiagen smiled.

"What do you know, in case of a bidder, do you dare to guarantee that the bidder will not retaliate? He is a person who fell into Meishan, and he can make us suffer a lot without knowing it. "Hengao Zhang has always been worried about this.

"It's all started, I think so much is a fart." Zhang Jiagen put on a posture to watch the excitement.

"I'm going to attack." Zhang Wenrong saw that Zhang Biaohua took a stance and he didn't move. He thought Zhang Biaohua didn't know what the competition was about.

"That's a lot of nonsense." Zhang Biaohua moved suddenly, raised his foot, and hit Zhang Wenrong directly. Zhang Wenrong immediately flew out and fell off the plum blossom pile. (To be continued.)