martial arts accelerator

Chapter 119 Preparation
Early the next morning, Zhang Yong called Liang Cunyi furtively.

"Hey, Cunyi, come here, do me a favor?"

Liang Cunyi looked puzzled, and followed Zhang Yong to the study on the second floor, only to find that he had already prepared his pen and ink.

"What is this for?"

Zhang Yong said nonsense: "Your master told you to write it. It's not convenient for him to be on the road."

"Is there any news from Master?"

"Come back this afternoon."

After hearing this, Liang Cunyi was overjoyed: "Then I'll let Qiaoqiao and the others prepare."

"It's still early, why are you in a hurry? Write me the letter first."

Zhang Yong spread out the letter paper and pulled him to sit down.

"This is for."

"How do I know? If I tell you to write, you can write it. Why do you ask so many questions?"

Liang Cunyi said helplessly: "Then I must know what to write, right?"

Zhang Yong pondered for a while.

"You just write, what's new, when will the last money be delivered, just these two sentences, don't write too much."

Now that he was in a hurry to spend money, Zhang Yong remembered that he had Jiang Yiyu sell two things when he killed the tax official, so he took advantage of this message to ask together.

Liang Cunyi frowned after hearing this.

"Are you also asking me to write the two sentences?"

"Isn't it because the relationship between you two is closer, it's inconvenient for me to intervene."

Liang Cunyi couldn't defend himself, sighed, and wrote stroke by stroke on the paper.

"Here, can I?"

Zhang Yong admired it and nodded in satisfaction.

"Then I go down first?"

Zhang Yong waved his hand: "Go, go."

After the tool man left, he went back to the room and took the bamboo whistle.

"Time waits for no one, how many people are still thinking about my old Zhang."

Muttering in his mouth, he rushed to the suburbs.

"Shh~"

The melodious voice echoed, and after a while, a brown bird stopped in front of it with a burst of chirping and chirping.

Zhang Yong put the folded letterhead into the small bucket on his feet.

"High Sparrow, hurry up."

Looking forward to watching the bird fly straight into the sky, it disappeared after a while.

"It's impossible to recognize me by handwriting, right?"

Zhang Yong didn't dare to neglect Jiang Yiyu's kid.

After doing all this, I went back to the study on the second floor to be the mascot.

Since the fuss had been made for a while, the people in Yuejinglou seemed to have calmed down a lot, and there was no movement in the past two days, allowing Zhang Yongan to meditate and practice at ease until night.

The breath is still a bit vain, and it has become a lot more difficult to carry the real power. Zhang Yong made up his mind to upgrade the Da Ri Zhen Jue to Da Cheng first.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp~"

There was a sound of birds chirping outside the window.

Zhang Yong looked around, but fortunately there was no one around, so he quickly let the big bird in and closed the window.

After a long journey, the birds were exhausted and stopped calling once they entered the house.Zhang Yong quickly poured some water to entertain him, and then took out Jiang Yiyu's reply.

"The money sold will arrive in Liangzhou in two days. In addition, you can explore the Zhizhou Prefecture, just to explore."

There’s no need to stress it so much, I still don’t dare to be presumptuous in Zhizhou Prefecture.Zhang Yong said unhappy.

With a urge in his hand, the paper in his hand burned, and after destroying the letter, Zhang Yong saw a chance when no one was around, and released the big bird again.

Well, I have to be busy now.Zhang Yong turned off the light in the study.

The first stop tonight, a room next to the kitchen, was lit up early.

In the room, a carefully prepared table of appetizers looked very attractive under the swaying light and shadow.

Chef Wu sat at the table, looking out of the window from time to time.

"Master, it's over here."

Faintly hearing Liang Cunyi's voice, Chef Wu was overjoyed, and quickly got up to open the door.

Then he saw an old-looking man enter the room surrounded by his daughter and Liang Cunyi.

"Hey, you two are not careful, what should you do if someone sees you?"

Chef Wu hurriedly led the three of them into the house.

"I've seen Angkor!" Zhang Yong cupped his fists and saluted.

"I'm just a big bastard, please don't be like that, Daxia Li."

As Chef Wu spoke, he filled up the drinks, and then enthusiastically greeted a few people to sit down.

"Come, try my old Wu's craft."

I taste your old Wu's craftsmanship every day.

Zhang Yong smiled slightly, and the moment he caught a piece of pig's ear smell in his mouth, his eyes lit up.

"Li Daxia, how is it? I prepared this carefully. It took me five hours to select ingredients and prepare dishes since I knew you were coming."

"Angkor has a heart."

Feelings are usually perfunctory to us.Zhang Yong couldn't help picking up another chopstick. It was fresh, salty and refreshing, soft and crispy. Several layers of textures and flavors permeated between the lips and teeth, which made people have endless aftertastes.

Looking up to pour a glass of wine, the spiciness stimulates the taste, making people forget the slightly greasy pork. The aftertaste of flesh and blood mixed with the wine is smooth, bringing a richer aftertaste. It is really a perfect match, a match made in heaven.

"Master, don't patronize eating, you still have business to talk about." Liang Cunyi reminded helplessly.

Zhang Yong said disdainfully: "Hey, what do you know, kid? This is the business, Angkor's heart is here."

After Zhang Yong finished speaking, he picked up a piece of pork head and put it in his mouth, and immediately moved his chopsticks again and again, unable to stop.

Seeing that the other party was having a good meal, Chef Wu cheerfully filled up the wine.

"Daxia Li is right, my old Wu's heart is here."

After speaking, he raised his glass to Zhang Yong.

"Don't worry, Angkor, I will teach him well. If this kid is willing to work hard, he will be promising in the future."

Zhang Yong drank it down.

Wu Qiaoqiao filled up the wine with a smile, and sat back obediently beside Liang Cunyi.

Mrs. Wu entered the room and served two dishes, saluted Zhang Yong with a smile, and backed out again.

All four of them understood, leaving only Liang Cunyi who didn't quite understand, but seeing that everyone was so happy, he started eating and drinking along with him.

After drinking for three rounds, Chef Wu stuck out his tongue and said nothing.

"Li Daxia, I just happen to have such a daughter. I also grew up with Liang Cunyi, so I will trouble you in the future."

"Don't worry, Angkor."

"I have been working in Guishuitang for more than ten years, and I have seen a lot. Master Ling is kind to us, but how many people stay in such a place, start well and end well?"

"I see."

Chef Wu became more and more excited as he talked, Zhang Yong patted him on the shoulder.

"I've also heard about you. When I heard that he worshiped you as a teacher, I... I just hope that this child can learn some skills and you will protect him."

Chef Wu was choked with sobs and could not speak. The two teenagers who were whispering were also interrupted by the movement here. Wu Qiaoqiao nodded apologetically, and Zhang Yong waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

"Okay, Angkor, this is a happy thing, why are you still like this?"

"I'm just happy."

Zhang Yong helplessly comforted this tall and burly man who was over forty years old. Under the moonlight, faint whimpers could be heard from time to time.

(End of this chapter)