"You must have this, but it's just the white garlic from Chou Country. It's not as delicious as the red garlic from our country. Do you want it?" The fat uncle took out a small bowl of garlic from the cupboard and asked.

"Okay, how dare you have any opinions about this place! It would be so nice to have an authentic bowl of Qin province oil noodles with garlic." Li Wen smiled and took the garlic, peeled it off and threw a clove in his mouth

inside.

"Beautiful! The noodles are just garlic, how are you?" Li Wen finished a mouthful of garlic and then took a big mouthful of noodles.

Li Xiaolong had never eaten raw garlic. When he saw Li Wen taking a bite of a clove of garlic, he felt it was very fragrant. He also imitated Li Wen and peeled off a clove of garlic, threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

"Bah!"

"Bah, bah, bah!"

"Oh my god! This garlic is too spicy, I really can't stand it." Li Xiaolong picked up the noodle soup bowl and finished it in one go.

"Yes! This garlic is too spicy. Boss, how can you bear to eat it? I really can't stand this thing." Ah Le at the other table also stuck out his tongue with a miserable look on his face.

"You're a coward, and you're a Kung Fu superstar! I can't even stand a clove of garlic, haha!" Li Wen looked at Li Xiaolong, whose face was red, with disdain and teased.

But Li Wen is just talking. He is used to eating garlic, but people who have never eaten it raw can't stand it. Even if people who have eaten garlic have a fairy-like breath, many people can't stand it.

After a small interlude, everyone continued to talk about noodles. Li Wen ate two large iron bowls of noodles in a row. Not enough, the fat boss hurried in to make noodles.

"Xiao Li, you guys have such an amazing appetite! The trouser belt noodles are gone and all that's left is the saozi noodles. You can eat as much as you want out of this big bowl."

Also, today’s meal is treated by me and I don’t charge you any money.” The fat boss and his wife brought several pots of soybean noodles to everyone and placed them on the table.

"Uncle, your craftsmanship is very good. Let's not talk about it for now. Let's talk about other things after eating." Li Wen interrupted and didn't want to mention the money.

After another meal, Li Wen and Li Xiaolong finished the pot of noodles before stopping their chopsticks.

In fact, most of these noodles were eaten by Li Wen alone. Li Xiaolong was full after eating two bowls of trouser belt noodles and one bowl of saozi noodles.

As a native of Qin Province, if I don't eat noodles for two days, I will feel greedy. In addition, Li Wen has a big appetite, and he has been having trouble eating Western food every day recently. Today he finally had enough.

"Oh! I finally felt comfortable eating today's meal. I have been in Chou Country for several months and I have never felt comfortable after eating." Li Wen leaned on the chair and stroked his belly.

"Xiao Li, we haven't been able to go home these years. Can you send us a letter when you go back?" After Li Wen finished eating, the fat uncle Zhang Faliang asked for help.

Li Wen has always been kind-hearted about things like this that he can do with little effort. What's more, Zhang Faliang and his wife love their family, so he must support them.

"No problem, Uncle Zhang. I happen to have a certain relationship with the mainland officials and can help you send letters back. However, you should be careful when writing letters and don't talk about politics." Li Wen nodded in agreement and reminded the two of them of things to pay attention to.

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"Okay, can you wait for half an hour? My mother and I will write a letter right now." Zhang Faliang and his wife looked excited.ωωw..net

Seeing the old couple like this, Li Wen stopped writing letters for half an hour. He was so excited that he couldn't calm down.

"Xiaolong, where is our martial arts studio open?" Li Wen asked looking at Li Xiaolong opposite.

"The location is easy to find. It's right in the middle of this street, opposite the six-story Taichang Restaurant." Li Xiaolong said quickly.

"Uncle Zhang, did you hear me? I'm going to stay in Los Angeles for a few more days. You guys should write it carefully tonight, and tomorrow just take the letter directly to Li Xiaolong at the Tianchao Martial Arts Hall across from Taichang Restaurant." Li Wen said to Zhang Faliang.

"That's really great. Let's write it down when the children come back tonight." Hearing this, Zhang Faliang quickly thanked Li Wen and Li Xiaolong.

After the meal, when Ah Le stood up to pay, Zhang Faliang and his wife pushed Ah Le back and forth, and even almost pushed Ah Le down. In the end, they refused to pay.

Li Wen knew that this was the case. The people in Qin Province were so enthusiastic that they secretly took out five hundred US dollars and pressed it under the basin.

The five hundred US dollars for the meal was actually not much more. A dozen of Li Wen's people ate more than 20 large bowls of noodles, five pots of soybean noodles, and a lot of cold dishes for four tables.

In Li Wen's view, he was doing favors to his fellow villagers by sending letters to others, and this was what he should do by eating their food and giving them money.

If he, Li Wen, came to dinner alone today, the favor would be worth it. It doesn't matter whether he gives the money or not, but he brought a large group of people with him! It would be too unruly if he didn't give the money.

After sending Li Wen out, the fat aunt started to clear the table. She found the five hundred dollars buried under the basin, picked up the money and ran outside quickly.

"Old man, stop Xiao Li quickly. How come this kid was given so much money and is still holding it under the basin?" the fat aunt shouted to Zhang Faliang at the door.

"Sweat! If you didn't tell me earlier, I would have already left in the car." Zhang Faliang saw the five hundred dollars in his wife's hand and patted his thigh in annoyance.

"Forget it, forget it. Let's take it with us when we deliver the letter tomorrow!

We can't collect this money. I'm from a foreign country. I finally met a local party member who came to have dinner. I was collecting money, and people knew that I was taking advantage of the money." Zhang Faliang sighed as he looked at the disappearing vehicles in the distance.

road.

"Not bad, not bad. Xiaolong, the choice of this American headquarters is very suitable." Li Wen stood in front of a three-story Ming and Qing Dynasty building and kept nodding in praise.

"Of course it's good! This building has a total area of ​​1,500 square meters, and there are two yards of more than 100 square meters.

Listen to you, renting is worse than buying. This building cost more than one million US dollars. It also cost a lot of favors. If the value depreciates later, it will be a big loss." Li Xiaolong said with a smile. .

"Listen to me. From now on, martial arts schools in first-tier cities like this will purchase houses directly, even with loans.

You have also seen that the housing prices in Hong Kong Island have almost doubled in recent years.

If you look at it thirty or forty years from now, there will still be no problems if these houses have doubled at least ten times," Li Wen said with certainty.

This house was really bought very cheaply. A house this big after the new century would be worth at least 30 to 40 million U.S. dollars in Chinatown, and it was even possible to grab it.

"I hope so! In order to buy these houses, Guoshu Guan has emptied all his wealth. If I have no money in the future, I will come to you." Li Xiaolong shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"Okay! I said I'm in charge of the economy and you're in charge of the war." Li Wen looked at the building in front of him, put his arm around Li Xiaolong's shoulders and smiled.

Li Wen is learning the patterns and routines of later generations of Kenji.

"You think I sell fried chicken burgers? No, you are thinking too simply. I am engaged in real estate."

Now that Guoshu museums have blossomed in dozens of cities, Li Wen believes that in the next few decades, these properties alone will allow Guoshu museums to make a lot of money.

"Xiaolong, have you made arrangements for tomorrow's opening? Are there any other gods and Buddhas that have been arranged?" Back in the living room of the Chinese Martial Arts Hall, Li Wen asked while sipping tea.

"What needs to be done about the ghost guy has been taken care of. I and several of the worshipers from the big Chinese forces have gone to visit.

But there will definitely be trouble when we open tomorrow, so the words "Guoshu Museum" carry too much weight." Li Xiaolong nodded and replied.

"That's good, I can rest assured with you and the other masters.

But we still have to be careful. When friends come, there will be good wine. When the jackals come, let them have a taste of our iron fist.

By the way, are you drinking the tiger bone training wine I gave you? We warriors pay attention to refining and transforming qi, and blind exercise is not enough. We must keep up with nourishment." Li Wen warned.

"Don't worry! As long as there is a blind person looking for trouble tomorrow, I will let him come in standing up and go out lying down.

I have been taking the medicinal diet and bodybuilding wine prepared by you for the past two years. Now I have the strength to kill a cow with one punch. Even if the boxing champion comes, I will KO him with one punch." Li Xiaolong patted his biceps confidently.
Chapter completed!