Chapter 48 The Grandmaster and the Ordinary People
After the documents were downloaded, Xu Guangling faced a small problem.
That is, should I take this USB flash drive and return it to Mr. Zhang?
It is not an exaggeration to say that the menu itself is worth thousands of gold. Although Xu Guangling does not know how much the menu created by the "national chef" is worth, it is obvious that it is not something that ordinary people can easily obtain. You have not seen many people, just rely on it.
An ancestral secret recipe can enjoy glory for several generations and bring long-lasting blessings, but most of those secret recipes cannot be compared with these menus, or even one of these menus.
Under such circumstances, a USB flash drive really meant nothing. He took it and gave it back to Mr. Zhang, as if he wanted to "clear up" something.
But don’t pay it back...
Tsk!
At this time, Xu Guangling thought of his father. If his father was still alive, he would probably be able to get the answer to this little question. But...
Thinking of this, Xu Guangling's mood darkened again.
But after thinking about it again, Xu Guangling shook his head again because he was worrying about such a trivial matter. Remember that Mr. Zhang always gives away menus of extraordinary value, such as a USB flash drive, whether he takes it or not.
, how can the old gentleman care about such a trivial matter?
But now that he is thinking about this issue, he is really judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart.
Then don't return it, keep it as a souvenir. If you want to return it, you should never return it with just a USB flash drive.
Xu Guangling decided the matter like this.
Next came the routine washing and so on. After finishing these chores, Xu Guangling felt that time was almost up, so he went to the park again. Although he had plenty of time today, he still jogged. - It seemed that
It's out of habit.
Let's go back to yesterday morning.
To the southeast, about two miles away from the park, is a rather quiet villa complex. At around ten o'clock this morning, a thin but energetic old man came to the community and first raised his head.
He looked around the community, as if confirming something, and then said to the armed policeman standing guard at the entrance of the community: "I'm looking for Zhang Zaishan."
The sound is quite loud.
The armed policeman was actually a little wary just now, but after hearing these words, he suddenly put down his vigilance, put on a warm smile on his face and said: "Are you Mr. Chen? Mr. Zhang has confessed that he lives at No. 14, you come
If so, please go directly."
Mr. Chen nodded, but he snorted rather dissatisfiedly. Of course, that dissatisfaction was not directed at the armed police.
There are only about twenty houses in this community, but they are intricately divided into horizontal and vertical columns. In short, the buildings are not "standard", and almost no three buildings can be connected in a line, and each building
Almost three sides are surrounded by trees, which makes identification quite difficult.
In short, Mr. Chen tilted his head to the left and right, and walked all the way. It took him a long time to see where the so-called No. 14 was, but at the same time he saw someone, a certain "Zhang Zaishan"
The gentleman was standing on the grass in front of the two-story round building with a bright smile.
"Well, you bald guy! I came all the way here alone, and I don't want you to pick me up at the station. Why don't you go to the door of your own community to welcome me?" When he saw the person, Mr. Chen was angry.
Suddenly, he jumped up with a tiger's stride, and then he transformed into a bear and hugged an old man standing on the grass in a bear hug.
A certain old man made the same move as him.
So next, a somewhat jaw-dropping scene happened in the field: two old gentlemen who looked very old were entangled together like teenagers or even several-year-old children, holding each other's waist.
Part of the person, blushing and rough-necked, was trying to "uproot" the other person.
If an adult sees this scene, his jaw will drop.
The stalemate lasted for a while, and neither of the two old men could do anything to the other. Judging from the wrestling situation at this moment, the thin old man might be slightly better, but Naihe seemed to be a little behind in terms of "hard power". His stature
, he was much inferior to Mr. Zhang, and therefore, after competing for a while, he was still superior but not victorious.
"What do you think, Chen Dagou, do you accept it? I'll tell you that your Tai Chi is of no use. You're probably just a self-proclaimed master. Apart from me, there's no one else in the world who believes in you!" They let go of their hands.
Finally, Mr. Zhang panted slightly and said this.
A certain skinny old man known as Chen Dagou heard this, but he did not become furious as expected. On the contrary, the old man just smiled faintly, and there was no sign of anger either on the surface or on the inside. However,
There was no anger, but there was ridicule: "Old bald man, it's no use being harsh. Let me ask you one question, how high is your blood pressure this year?"
"One hundred and thirty-eight, what's going on? It's still within the normal range! I don't believe that your blood pressure hasn't gotten higher!" Mr. Zhang said in a strong tone.
"I disappoint you, old bald man. My blood pressure is still high at 118 and low at 78. It hasn't changed much in the past ten years!"
Old Man Chen's tone was very calm, but his words were much tougher than Mr. Zhang's: "If it weren't for the fact that there are no records of longevity in history, I would have doubted the circumstances under which the Lord of Hell would pick me up.
.On the contrary, Zhang Laotou, you are different. Your blood pressure is getting higher every year. Next year it will be 140, it will be 150 in ten years, and it will be 160 in twenty years. It’s high.
As long as you are high, there will always be a day when the king of hell refuses to recruit you."
At this point, after a pause, Old Man Chen said in a more indifferent tone: "This is the difference between me, a master, and you, an ordinary person! I am a grand master, need the recognition of an ordinary person like you?"
"Who knows if you, old boy, are lying to me?" Mr. Zhang shouted unconvincingly, and then tugged Old Chen's arm, "Let's go! I want to see it for myself."
"Real gold is not afraid of fire. I will let you see it, Master!" Old Chen was dragged by Mr. Zhang like a stiff mummy into the small round building.
A few minutes later.
"Your blood pressure is high pressure 118, low pressure 76, pulse rate 54 times per minute." A sweet female voice came from the sphygmomanometer.
"How about it, are you convinced or not?" Old Man Chen said with a faint smile, "Do you want to listen again?"
"No need to listen again, test again!" Mr. Zhang snorted.
After a while.
"Your blood pressure is high pressure 118, low pressure 76, pulse rate 54 times per minute." The sweet female voice came from the sphygmomanometer, just like before, without any difference, just in response to Old Man Chen's words
Sentence "Listen again".
You know, normally, no matter how accurate the blood pressure monitor is, it is impossible to measure the same blood pressure twice.
Because there are people besides blood pressure monitors.
Even though the blood pressure monitor is accurate.
Man, it’s not accurate!
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