Qin Zhiyong took Yang Yugan into the house, and Chen Zhengzhou said, "Why are you back so late? Hey. You guy also brought someone back. Who is he?"

Yang Yu's arrival surprised Chen Zhengzhou.

Chen Zhengzhou has lived in the back mountain in the village for so many years, and there are very few people coming to his family. Even if someone comes, it is nothing more than Chen Shaoqi and Liu Ruoshi and other juniors who come to visit him.

A few days ago, Qin Zhiyong came.

Now, Yang Yugan is here again.

Qin Zhiyong introduced: "Uncle Second, his name is Yang Yugan. In order to learn internal martial arts, he traveled thousands of miles. Now Yang Yugan is penniless, and eating and accommodation have become a problem. When I cut down the materials, I saw him bullied by robbers, so I brought him back. Agan, this is Chen Zhengzhou, Chen Er Uncle Chen. I am currently living in my second uncle's house."

Yang Yugan immediately said, "Yang Yugan has met his second uncle."

Chen Zhengzhou said, "Since you were brought back by Qin Zhiyong, then you can live here in the future. Don't be polite, put down the firewood first and sit in the house."

Yang Yu smiled dryly and said, "Thank you, uncle."

Qin Zhiyong washed his hands with water, walked around the kitchen, and said, "Uncle II, have you not made lunch?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Chen Zhengzhou's face, and then he said with confidence: "I didn't cook lunch. I ate steamed buns and pickles for lunch. Boy Qin, you know that my cooking skills are not very good. I'm waiting for you to come back to cook and stir-fry. But who knows that you're just back now. If I had known this, I would have gone up the mountain to chop wood by myself."

When Qin Zhiyong was not here, Chen Zhengzhou didn't feel that the food he cooked was unpalatable. Only with comparison would it hurt. After eating the food he cooked by Qin Zhiyong and eating the food he cooked, it would be a bit difficult to swallow.

Qin Zhiyong smiled bitterly: "I'm cooking now. Agan, come and help me burn the fire."

Yang Yu nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Qin."

Chen Zhengzhou also reminded: "The vegetables are in the kitchen basket. By the way, in the afternoon, I caught a pheasant and put it in a wooden basin. Boy Qin, please quickly deal with the meat. The weather is too hot and I'm afraid the meat will break down after a long time."

Qin Zhiyong responded in a gentle tone: "Second uncle, I understand."

There are only a few steps to cook and stir-fry. As long as the steps are not messy and someone makes a fire, it doesn’t take much time to cook and stir-fry.

Qin Zhiyong's knife posture made Yang Yu's eyes lit up.

Qin Zhiyong's sword skills were not good at cutting a cow, but his movements were clean and smooth, with a bit of a flowing charm.

Half of the rooster Qin Zhiyong is used for stir-frying, and the other half is used for making soup.

Chen Zhengzhou, Qin Zhiyong, and Yang Yugan are all people who practice boxing. It is just right to use some chicken soup to nourish the stomach.

Less than half an hour.

The meals are served.

Smelling the scent of the food, Yang Yu swallowed dryly.

Gululu.

Yang Yu's stomach made a sound.

Qin Zhiyong smiled and said, "You're hungry. Second uncle, Agan, sit down and have supper. Second uncle, please try it. See if my cooking skills today are improved compared to yesterday? However, before dinner, everyone will drink a bowl of chicken soup to warm the stomach."

Chen Zhengzhou said happily: "I can't evaluate your cooking skills. Anyway, it's the chef-level craftsmanship. Qin Zhiyong, you are poor and particular, and scholars are really different from us. How can you eat so many rules? When will you drink chicken soup? Not to drink it?"

Qin Zhiyong disagreed with Chen Zhengzhou's point of view and said, "Uncle Second, you are wrong. I am not poor and paying attention to health. Health preservation must start from bit by bit. Eating is a very important thing. It is precisely because we are poor and do not have as much food as rich people, we should pay more attention to food. We must use limited food to the extreme to achieve the greatest effect and nourish the body."

Chen Zhengzhou hurriedly said, "Stop. I can't tell you. I'll drink the soup first."

Yang Yu took a sip of chicken soup.

fresh.

The chicken soup is so delicious.

Yang Yugan said, "It's delicious. This chicken soup is better than what my mother makes."

Chen Zhengzhou said: "I just said that Qin Zhiyong's cooking skills are chef-level. Agan, you will have a good taste when you come to me. You can eat such delicious food every day in the future."

During the meal, Qin Zhiyong stopped talking, but focused on eating. He drank the soup very slowly, chewing it slowly.

When eating, you should look like eating.

Eating is a means to supplement nutrition and provide for the body, and you should not be careless. Eating is also a practice.

Chen Zhengzhou was already used to Qin Zhiyong's state when he was eating. But it was the first time that Yang Yugan had a meal with Qin Zhiyong at the same table. He was quite surprised.

Yang Yugan was really anxious about Qin Zhiyong's slow look and expression. Qin Zhiyong gave Yang Yugan the feeling that the first thing was clean. Even if he was chopping wood in the forest and Qin Zhiyong was wearing a Taoist robe, he had almost no dust on his body and was clean. The second was slow. Whether he was walking, cooking, or even eating, he was slow.

Strangely, Qin Zhiyong's cooking action seemed to be very slow, but after cooking the meal, it didn't seem to take much time.

It's really puzzling.

In fact, you are not afraid of slow movements. As long as you don’t make mistakes, the efficiency is not low.

Most people are very busy and move quickly, but in fact they are all useless. Sometimes, if things are done wrong, they have to rework, and they will waste more time.

What Qin Zhiyong pursues is not speed, but to do things well, do them exquisitely and achieve results.

Every porridge and every meal should be considered as difficult as it comes from.

Half thread, half thread, always thinking about material resources.

After eating the last grain of rice in the bowl, Qin Zhiyong put down his chopsticks.

Qin Zhiyong will not waste a grain of rice or a vegetable. When he practices to Qin Zhiyong's current state, he can be said to have barely entered the door.

Qin Zhiyong said to Yang Yugan: "Agan, go and wash dishes."

Qin Zhiyong did not regard Yang Yudan as an outsider. He could only live here with his work.

Yang Yu nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Qin."

……………………

Yang Yu cleaned the dishes and chopsticks, walked out of the kitchen, and saw Qin Zhiyong and Chen Zhengzhou practicing boxing.

The two practiced the same boxing technique, but their styles were very different.

Chen Zhengzhou's fist combines both hardness and softness, and contains a strong power.

Qin Zhiyong's fist was light and without any sense of power. His movements were as slow as ever. However, Qin Zhiyong's movements and expressions gave Yang Yu a very smooth and correct feeling.

Yang Yugan walked to Qin Zhiyong and asked, "Mr. Qin, second uncle, are you the so-called Tai Chi? Mr. Qin, who is better than you or Senior Chen Zhengying?"

Qin Zhiyong gave Yang Yu a "unfathomable" feeling, and his words and deeds were all with a master's demeanor. That's why he asked this question.

Qin Zhiyong's eyes followed his hands, and he seemed very focused and did not answer Yang Yu's words.

While practicing boxing, Chen Zhengzhou said, "Agan, don't talk to him first. Qin Zhiyong has many rules. Sometimes, I can't stand him. When eating, I can't speak, but when practicing boxing, I can't speak. You are right, we are practicing Tai Chi. As for who is better than Qin Zhiyong or my elder brother? That must be my elder brother. Qin Zhiyong has a good temper and will not fight with others."

Only then did Yang Yugan realize that Chen Zhengying was Chen Zhengzhou's eldest brother. No wonder Qin Zhiyong called Chen Zhengzhou's second uncle.

Yang Yugan discovered that although Qin Zhiyong's movements were slow, his sweat was like rain.

Sweat dripped from Qin Zhiyong's chin and fingertips to the ground.

"How could this happen? Even if the weather is hot, you won't sweat so much. And the movement is so slow." Yang Yugan exclaimed, "Uncle Second, do you know why? Could it be that internal martial arts are really so magical?"

Chen Zhengzhou was not surprised by Qin Zhiyong's situation. He said, "Qin Zhiyong told me. He said that this is to use his heart to cooperate with boxing movements to maximize the exercise of muscles, bones, qi and blood. My elder brother has obtained all the essence of Tai Chi, and he did not practice boxing like Qin Zhiyong."

After practicing Tai Chi.

When Qin Zhiyong finished his work, he gently pressed his hands down, giving Yang Yu an illusion with a sinking mood, as if Qin Zhiyong's body suddenly bulged up and sinking up and down... like a tumbler.

The end of the work is finished.

Qin Zhiyong used his strength to make a crackling and crisp sound in his muscles and bones. This can be regarded as the state of "mutual bones and bones ringing together" in boxing. After all, Qin Zhiyong's muscles and bones have been stretched out.

Qin Zhiyong said to Yang Yugan with a smile: "My practice and practice boxing has a different purpose than you. I am not practicing boxing to become a so-called master. However, no matter what purpose I practice boxing, if you want to achieve results, if you want to gain kung fu, you must study the boxing theory of this boxing thoroughly. Otherwise, you can only be a show of performance, and it is okay to perform. If you compete in the ring or go to the battlefield, you are seeking death."

"Fist movements are easy to learn, but boxing principles and minds are difficult to practice."

"Agan If you want to truly learn Tai Chi, you must understand what internal martial arts are and what Tai Chi? Understand the principles of Tai Chi thoroughly. Otherwise, even if you learn Tai Chi movements, it will have no meaning."

Yang Yugan heard this and his eyes shone, and he asked quickly: "Mr. Qin, then what is internal martial arts? What is the principle of Tai Chi?"

Qin Zhiyong said: "What is internal martial arts? My understanding is that those who are good at health preservation are internal martial arts; those who are not good at health preservation are external martial arts. As for the theory of Tai Chi, I don't quite understand it. Because I have not learned the essence of Tai Chi."

Yang Yugan was a little disbelief and asked, "Mr. Qin, why did you have such a magical effect when you practice boxing just now?"

Qin Zhiyong's eyes were calm and his expression was calm. He smiled and said, "I don't understand the mind method of Tai Chi, but I understand the Confucian method of self-cultivation. I use the mind of Confucianism to control the tricks of Tai Chi."

"Agan, I promised Senior Chen Zhengying that he could not pass on Tai Chi to others. What I told you are all things I have learned by myself and are not considered breaking my oath. If you want to learn real Tai Chi, you still have to rely on yourself. I can't help you."

After saying that, Qin Zhiyong patted Yang Yu on the shoulder, turned around and went back to the room to take a shower and change clothes, and prepared to go to bed. Tomorrow morning, Qin Zhiyong would go to the village school to teach the children.
Chapter completed!