Big guy training program

Chapter 52 The Anima

"Go in!" Li Liang waved his hands, not interested in chatting with President Li at all.

"Then I'll come back tomorrow, Second Uncle!" Mr. Li said to Li Liang when he entered the villa.

Li Liang wanted to say a few more words, but seeing Mr. Li's back, he had no choice but to give up.

After knocking on the door of the room, Li Qianbo opened the door. Now that Li Qianbo hardly left Mr. Li, Mr. Li was not surprised.

Ask the servant to step down. Although she has been a servant of Mr. Li for ten years, she still has to take precautions. If she is bought, everything Li Qianbo has done will be useless.

"President Li is here." Mr. Li said first, the complexion of Mr. Li is good today, it seems that Yang Chen gave him the confidence to live.

"Did you bring something?" Li Qianbo lowered his voice.

I patted the thermos bucket I brought, and the meaning was very obvious.

Is there a secret hidden in this thermos bucket?

Mr. Li held the side of the thermos bucket with his right hand, dragged the bottom of the thermos bucket with his left hand, and twisted it three times to the left and three times to the right with a little force.

Smiling triumphantly, I'm afraid Li Liang would never have imagined that he would have such a means.

This is what he thought of yesterday. He knew that Li Liang would not let him pass so easily, so he came up with this method.

It was also Li Liang who relaxed his vigilance. If he filled the soup himself, he would probably find this, because the internal capacity of the thermos bucket is not very large, and he can touch the bottom of the thermos bucket with a little probing with a spoon.

But how could Mr. Li give him such an opportunity, the inspection is fine, but the thermos must be in my hands, which prevents Li Liang from discovering that you have sharp eyes, and you can still see the bottom of my thermos through the soup?

He opened the door and carefully observed the surroundings, but found nothing, so President Li was relieved.

As for the house, he wasn't too worried. Li Qianbo had been with the old man all the time, almost living together. The servants only ran around to run errands. If there was anything going on in the house, Li Qianbo would have already discovered it.

After all, nothing could go wrong in this matter. Although he was young, he was not stupid at all.

Unscrew the box, and a medicinal fragrance fills the whole room, which is completely different from the smell of ordinary Chinese medicine.

The medicine that Yang Chen gave the old man was just like this. His medicine has no bitter taste, but a burst of fragrance, which makes people feel happy physically and mentally, and relaxes involuntarily.

This is the medicine that Yang Chen gave the old man. The most difficult thing for the parasitic Gu to deal with is the parasite. As long as the old man Li drinks this medicine, the parasitic Gu in his body will relax and even enter a sleep state. The parasitic Gu was forced out.

Compared to the medicine Yang Chen gave Mr. Li, it was much better. Mr. Li boiled his own medicine and the old man's medicine when he went back. It took him a long time to cook it.

Fortunately, not long after Yang Chen went back last time, he told him the main medicine of Mr. Li, which made Mr. Li heave a sigh of relief.

After feeding the medicine to the old man, Mr. Li packed the box again. Otherwise, it would be an insulated barrel, and it would be missing a bit when it was taken out. Anyone with a little brain would know that there is a problem.

After taking the medicine, Mr. Li seemed to be in better spirits, which was actually a psychological effect on him.

Traditional Chinese medicine generally takes a long time to take effect. As we all know, even if it works, it will not be immediate.

There was nothing wrong with Mr. Li, he packed up and walked out of the villa with normal expression, Li Liang didn't even look at him this time,
Mr. Li went out the gate, stopped the car and left.

Yang Chen didn't worry about whether Mr. Li could drink the medicine. After all, with Li Qianbo and Mr. Li around, there was probably no accident. It was rare for Yang Chen to get a good night's sleep in the hotel.

"Yeah..." He stretched, got up and took the remote control and pressed the button, and the thick curtains slowly moved to the sides.

Yang Chen came back yesterday and discovered this when he was fine. He was very satisfied with the hotel's configuration.

It was already bright outside the window, and the glaring light entered the room. Yang Chen squinted his eyes, getting used to the darkness of the room, but he was not used to it being so bright.

It was almost noon, Yang Chen got up to tidy up, his stomach was already growling, anyway, he was fine, why not go for a walk, just in time to see the style of Xijiang.

The weather was so hot, Yang Chen put on slippers and went down.

He found a random place and ordered two dishes. If you want to say that the Xijiang people miss the most when they leave their hometown, fried noodles and earthen pot soup are indispensable. Yang Chen also ordered two this time.

After a few mouthfuls, Yang Chen discovered that Xijiang cuisine not only has fried noodles and crock pot soup, but also a mysterious, unique and amazing "spicy"!
And this "spicy" is not the spicy and spicy of Nanhu, nor the dry and spicy of Beihu, nor the spicy and spicy of Sanchuan, or the hot and sour of Guizhou.

The spiciness of Xijiang cuisine is that apart from the vegetables in the soup, basically every dish here must be sprinkled with a handful of fresh peppers!

If you have to force Xijiang people to tell the truth, then it is the cooks of Xijiang Cuisine who stir-fry the ordinary life with an iron pan to create thousands of flavors in life, making people's lives there lively.

Just in response to the sentence, "One side of the water and soil supports the other side of the people".

Yang Chen's mouth was full of oil after eating. The enthusiastic boss saw that Yang Chen was not a local, so he came out to chat with Yang Chen. It was just like Xijiang cuisine, spicy but not greasy, that's what it should feel like.

Of course, Yang Chen couldn't say that this dish was not delicious. Although Yang Chen had never eaten Xijiang cuisine, in all fairness, the taste of this dish was good.

So Yang Chen didn't be stingy with his words, praised him, and finally even the proprietress came out and gave Yang Chen a bottle of beer without asking for money.

After dinner, Yang Chen settled the bill and gave the money for the beer. He is not short of this money now, and he would feel embarrassed if the boss suffers because of a few words, after all, it is not easy for others to make money.

Unlike myself, who easily earned more than 70 and [-] yuan, the speed of making money is only two days.

Leaving the cool environment of the hotel, a gust of hot air rushed towards his face, and the hot feeling made Yang Chen uncomfortable.

It is already the middle of summer, and it is the hottest time of the year. Usually, few pedestrians can be seen on the road during the day.

Looking at the road from a distance, you can see the air above the road twisting. It is so hot that if you don't wear shoes, you will burn your feet when you walk on the road barefoot.

Yang Chen's ability to adjust his body is much stronger than before. The big sun above his head just makes him a little hot. If there is a bit of wind, he won't even feel hot. Compared with other people's difficult summer, Yang Chen seems to reflect that is not obvious.

Others don't want to move, but Yang Chen is not. He has been at home for more than 20 days, and he is already tired of it. Now that he has an opportunity, Yang Chen doesn't want to stay in a hotel.

Walking without a purpose, Yang Chen is not afraid of getting lost. In fact, Yang Chen doesn't know the direction, but with a mobile phone navigation, he can avoid getting lost. No matter how bad he is, he can take a taxi. Yang Chen is not dead-headed.

Before he knew it, Yang Chen walked to the commercial street. People in twos and threes came in and out of the shops. This area was full of buying and selling things, clothes, jewelry, all kinds of items.

It's not night yet, and it will be more lively at night. Various performances, snacks, and the appearance of people coming and going are in stark contrast to the few people during the day.

Yang Chen was attracted by a shop. The front of this shop was covered with colorful balloons. It looked pretty from a distance, and Yang Chen approached this shop before he knew it.

"Huh? Anima? What kind of stupid name!" Yang Chen underestimated.

(End of this chapter)