Chapter two hundred and eighty first practice pile
"Master, you're awake!"
I dreamed of Nanke, and had a good sleep. The biological clock when I woke up was the same as the real body. In the middle of Mao hour, Yi Chusan sat up from the soft wood carving hollow bed.
At this moment, it was still early summer in the dream world, and the sky became bright very early. I casually pulled an object beside the bed, and after dozens of breaths, a crisp sound came, followed closely by the sound of pushing the door.
Then, the lights in the room were lit, and the dim light illuminated the entire room. In front of the screen, Xiaoying had already put on her maid clothes and walked straight in.
"Um."
Yi Chusan got up from the bed, wearing a thin white silk pajamas, letting Xiao Ying do what he wanted, and experiencing the life of a wealthy landlord, wearing a fitted light blue brocade robe.
brush teeth.
Wash.
Comb your hair.
…
After everything is settled, the time has arrived!
The window was opened, and the bright light from outside poured into the room. Looking at the appearance in the peepshow, Yi Chusan touched his hairstyle with one hand. Although it was normal here, it still felt strange.
"Master, breakfast is ready."
The sky was bright and Yi Chusan had put everything in order. Originally, Xiaoying wanted to rub some rouge on her face, but... Yi Chusan refused naturally.
"Well, Xiaoying, let Gao Ming come over later. I have something to ask him."
Yi Chusan nodded and walked out of the room, feeling the early summer sunshine. The temperature in Guangzhou Mansion was not bad. He stepped on his soft boots and walked towards the breakfast place. Xiaoying was beside him.
As for informing Gao Ming, she naturally has other maids to do the work.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"..."
Walking along the way, all the servants in Nuo Da's mansion bowed to each other. In my memory, there were more than enough servants in the mansion. When my father and mother were still there, the whole mansion was very lively.
He is the owner of this mansion, and they all serve him. Of course, he doesn't need much by himself, but this mansion ultimately needs many people to take care of it.
When they get up early, everyone performs their duties, and the housekeeper patrols back and forth constantly to check on the working conditions of the servants.
When we walked into the side hall, the large square table in the center was already filled with all kinds of food. There were about ten kinds, various breakfasts, such as rice rolls, golden dumplings, steamed buns, lean meat porridge, wonton noodles, salty noodles, etc.
Pancakes….
Looking at these and thinking about Noumenon's life in the real world, Yi Chusan felt that Noumenon's life was too miserable.
However... these are considered normal and don't cost much.
"Master, Gao Ming is here."
As soon as Yi Chusan sat down, Xiaoying stood aside and kept changing the positions of the young master's favorite foods. Although she was a little hungry, they could eat whatever the young master couldn't finish later.
Can't waste it.
Just after eating a small bun, a familiar maid came in from outside the side hall. It was Xiao Cui, Gao Ming's younger sister. During this time, Xiao Cui has been staying by Xiao Ying's side.
Gao Ming lived in another courtyard with his servants.
"Let him in quickly."
Yi Chusan took a sip of the porridge. Not to mention, the cook's skills were very good. Although there were not as many seasonings as in the modern world, the taste was not bad at all. Hearing the sound, he made a move with one hand and nodded to Xiao Cui.
"Master!"
After five or six breaths, Gao Ming, wearing gray clothes and trousers, walked into the side hall very smartly, with the braid on the back of his head wrapped around his neck, as if it had always been like this.
Looking at the young master who was having breakfast, Gao Ming was a little curious, wondering why the young master called him here so early.
"You haven't had breakfast yet."
"This rice roll is very good, try it!"
His eyes fell on Gao Ming, and Yi Chusan smiled slightly. They had been with him for more than a month, and they were not strangers to each other. Moreover, Gao Ming's whole body temperament also changed slightly, and he became much more energetic.
With a simple word, he pointed with one hand at the rice rolls that had just been taken away by Xiaoying, looked at Gao Ming, and waved with one hand.
Xiaoying smiled slightly, picked up the plate of rice rolls with both hands, and brought it to Gao Ming.
"Thank you, Master."
Seeing this, Gao Ming smiled. After staying with the young master for so long, he naturally understood the young master's temperament. He was a rather amiable person and did not pay too much attention to etiquette.
Then, he nodded to Xiaoying, took the plate, and looked at the rice rolls divided into it. The servant's meal was later than that of the master, and he hadn't eaten it yet. Smelling the aroma on the plate, his appetite was whetted, and he ate it with one hand.
If you move it, the contents will enter your stomach quickly.
"Gao Ming, according to what He Cheng said, your current martial arts practice has reached the realm of Ming Jin. Do you feel any different from ordinary people?"
This time in the dream, Yi Chusan was quite curious about this point. In the real world, he had a lot of strength in his body, but he seemed to have no way to continue exercising.
I ran on the playground and ran twenty laps without feeling anything.
The same goes for doing push-ups, unless you do them all the time, but that... is such a waste of time.
"This... seems to be much stronger. With all my strength, it should exceed the strength of a thousand pounds. According to what Hecheng said, my muscles and bones are much stronger than ordinary people now."
"Moreover...Piguaquan seems to be more powerful. Master once said that hitting people with fists and kicking people, some of the same Piguaquan moves are no longer useful."
Gao Ming was also startled when he heard the young master ask about this. Speaking of it, he didn't know anything about martial arts. He gradually became stronger through practice, and then unknowingly reached the so-called Ming Jin level.
My current self can beat ten of my previous selves!
Holding the plate in one hand, he used the other hand to perform the Pikachu Fist casually. He struck in the air, and the air suddenly exploded. The violent power could be felt from a distance, as if he had seen the master perform it before.
"Then... your physical strength is much higher than that of ordinary people now. What can you do to become stronger?"
This is a topic that Yi Chusan is most concerned about.
Gao Ming is already very powerful now, and He Cheng is no match for him. Although he rarely takes action, looking at Gao Ming's current appearance, Yi Chusan feels that he should be improving.
"This..., how to do it?"
"Master, I just practice Zhuang and boxing normally every day. After Mingjin, I feel different when I practice Pi Guaquan. Every time I finish the boxing, I feel different again."
I was curious as to why the young master asked so many strange questions today. In fact... Gao Ming himself didn't know much about it. He could only simply say that he only practiced stances and boxing every day to get to this point.
"Practice the pile, practice the boxing!"
"Can you demonstrate it to me?"
Yi Chusan muttered in his mouth.
Chapter completed!