The rice is very simple, just a few common home-cooked dishes, stir-fried lean meat strips with green peppers, a stack of fried Chinese cabbage, fried tofu, and shredded radishes cut into white jade strips, and finally a large plate of wrapped round Dumplings, the only thing of value is a bottle of 30-year-old Maotai wine, which is fragrant and golden lake-colored, and can pull silk threads like honey on chopsticks.
Eating at Liao Junhua's father's house is as simple as that, not luxurious delicacies from mountains and seas, bird's nest fish bones, ginseng antler, bear palm monkey brain and so on.
Zhu Jia's workmanship was not bad, nor was it good, but the two bosses ate very happily, drinking a glass of wine, looking like they were enjoying themselves.
"Finally, I had a normal meal. I'm usually busy with things. I ate all those dishes at this meeting and that meeting. It really didn't suit my taste. It's better to eat at home."
Liao Junhua's father put a dumpling in his mouth with chopsticks and smiled at Wang Chao.
"That's true. I haven't eaten a normal home-cooked meal for many days now." Wang Chao nodded knowingly. People with higher status, on the contrary, miss the life of normal people, home-cooked meals three meals a day.
"It's a big leader after all, not those nouveau riche. It depends on how simple their life is. It's just that when throwing money, hundreds of millions are thrown out and thrown in, without blinking an eye. But then again, home-cooked meals are still delicious, No matter how much money you spend, if you eat delicacies from mountains, seas and seas every day, you will suffer from stomach problems.”
Since Wang Chao saw Liao Junhua's family and Zhu Jia's family today, his first impression of their lives is that they are very simple and unpretentious. There is no villa, and the house allocated by the army where they live is not worth tens of millions. The famous car is a special car in the army, and even eating and dressing is simple home-cooked food. The military uniform issued by the army.
Seeing this, everyone thought that they were good leaders who were clean and surrendered.
But Wang Chao knows that it's not that they can't afford a villa or a luxury car worth tens of millions. Not to mention expressing one's innocence deliberately in front of outsiders.
Because at their level, they no longer need to eat delicacies, drive luxury cars, and live in villas to enjoy themselves like nouveau riche and ordinary leaders, expressing their power. There is no need to deliberately act in front of outsiders. All their lives are just conforming to their own habits.
Just like practicing martial arts, their officials have achieved the state of returning to nature.
Zhu Jia sat beside Wang Chao very reservedly, watching him eat with a smile. Regarding Wang Chao's conversation with her two elders in the room, she didn't know exactly what they were talking about.
"If Zhu Jia knew that after such a short period of time, if I gave her uncle a meeting gift of 100 million euros, would she faint? Even if she didn't, she would be shocked."
Wang Chao suddenly had a bad taste in his heart.
At this time, Zhu Jia's heart was also full of joy!
It's not for anything else, but Wang Chao is eating her food now, eating a lot!
Wang Chao took one bite of the fine wheat skin and lotus root stuffed dumplings, and chewed two bites until he swallowed it, as if he was a starving ghost imprisoned in hell for a thousand years!
Gradually, the way the two bosses looked at Wang Chao became a little bit wrong.
Because Wang Chao couldn't stop talking after eating one after another, Zhu Jia went back and forth, cooked dumplings three times, and cooked a big pot of rice. Finally, seeing that Wang Chao was still eating, she had to steam more than a dozen big steamed buns.
The food these two big guys eat, twenty together, is not as much as Wang Chao alone.
"Young man, eat slowly. Although Junhua also eats a lot, it's not like you eat. Anyway, eat slowly."
When Liao Junhua's father saw Wang Chao eating like this, he was also frightened and frowned.
"It's okay, let's practice our family. Our teeth are good. When we take a bite of something, our teeth will be chewed and ground, and it will become rotten. Ordinary people need to chew more than a dozen mouthfuls to make it rotten. We can just chew it once. If we chew slowly, the meal is at least one meal." It takes several hours to eat. I think Junhua's appetite will not be smaller than mine."
Wang Chao took a big steaming bun with fine noodles in his hand, and bit off half of it in one bite. smiled.
All martial arts masters have a lot of exercise, strong explosive power, and must eat a lot. During the period of the Republic of China, many martial artists would eat a whole sheep in one meal. What's more, he is such a master who has already "broke through the emptiness and sees God is not bad"
Although Liao Junhua has a high status, this rule cannot be avoided.
High status
If you have a high status, you don't have to eat
Huo Ling'er is a cute little beauty on the surface, but every meal she eats is comparable to three or five grown men!
Wang Chao is a person who doesn't like to be restrained. Wherever he goes, he must eat and drink well. Nothing is taboo. If you don't eat a good meal, you will damage the function of the stomach, especially a master like Wang Chao, who is very clear about his stomach. Naturally, she would not destroy her body for the sake of saving face and being reserved.
"Junhua eats a lot every meal, but not as much as you."
Liao Junhua's father looked at Wang Chao with non-human eyes and thought, "This guy didn't change from an elephant, did he?"
"That's right, Junhua hasn't reached my level yet, my food intake should be three times more than his now." Wang Chao said.
Indeed, after entering the realm of Baodan, the whole body's qi and blood can be restrained and contracted, and the explosive power is extremely strong. The functions of the stomach and intestines can also be developed through the exercise of qi and blood, and the whole person is completely reborn.
Experts at the Baodan level were called "True Immortals of the Land" in ancient times.
When Baliming was in prison, every meal he ate was frightening to death.
Zhu Jia is the happiest. What can be more warm and fulfilling than eating the meal cooked by yourself with the boy you like
It's just that Zhu Jia misunderstood, Wang Chao had to eat so much per ton, otherwise he would obviously feel that his stomach would be uncomfortable.
The amount of food in this meal is just the amount of food reserved by ordinary people.
Today he is very reserved.
"My soldiers actually eat a lot, but they don't have as much as you. If soldiers eat like you, the country will definitely collapse."
Zhu Jia's uncle was half joking, half telling the truth.
"Haha, that's natural."
Wang Chao was in a good mood, because the most important thing was to solve one problem. Although he didn't know how these two big bosses solved his problem, he was not very clear about the specific operations of the things in the officialdom and troops, but there were One thing he can know is that these two big bosses should not be people who have received money and do nothing.
Although Wang Chao only said it was a meeting ceremony and didn't want them to do anything, but such a small matter can still be done properly.
In the eyes of others, Wang Chao's arrest seemed to be a very serious matter, but in their eyes, it was simply a leader giving his subordinates little shoes to wear.
It seems that ordinary people killed someone, which seems to be an earth-shattering event, but the slightly powerful underworld doesn't take human life seriously.
This is the difference in vision and understanding caused by status!
After eating a pot of rice, more than a dozen steamed buns, a large plate of dumplings, and several dishes, Wang Chao didn't even burp a single one. He was calm and relaxed, as if he was only half full just now.
"Chaochao, is it enough for you? I'll cook it again?" Zhu Jia asked worriedly.
"No need. No need." Wang Chao waved his hand. He naturally knew that in the eyes of ordinary people, his appetite was astonishing, but in his eyes, it was nothing more than ordinary people eating a small bowl with restraint. . If he continued to eat, Wang Chao would suspect that the two bosses would be surprised by him.
There is no way, every row is like a mountain.
"Xiao Zhang, you're here. Have you eaten yet?" At this moment, before the conversation, the young security officer who fought against Wang Chao came in again. Liao Junhua's father raised his head and asked kindly.
"Oh, Chief, I just ate outside." The young guard officer said hastily.
"Then you can accompany General Wang Chao to visit our sword, and his file will be transferred to our third army in the future." Liao Junhua's father said.
"Well, although I still want to be my own king of the mountain, it's good to get familiar with the environment, and see how the style of this ace troop's sword compares with the Tangmen's fighters?"
Wang Chao stood up, thinking to himself, and nodded.
The three trump cards of the PLA are special forces, long wind, sharp sword, and fangs. Up to now, although Wang Chao is a general with the rank of major general, he has not seen any of them. However, in the gymnasium this morning, he secretly noticed the elite of the fang army. The temperament is really amazing.
Even a master like Liu Qing did not enter the three major ace units, which shows how strict the selection of these three major units is.
Of course, in terms of martial arts alone, Liu Qing can be said to be a first-class master in the army, but the selection of the ace unit does not mean that the stronger the martial arts, the better the selection, but also the absolute loyalty and no blemishes. It's useless to have girlfriends like Liu Qing everywhere and get involved in debts everywhere.
Of course, the same goes for Wang Chao.
"I'll go too." Zhu Jia also stood up with Wang Chao. She was a reporter, so she knew by observing what was said and what she said. Naturally, she knew that Liao Junhua's father and his uncle must be discussing something, and they used this as an excuse to dismiss Wang Chao.
"What did Wang Chao, Uncle Liao and my uncle talk about?"
But she is a smart girl, she won't ask too much about these things, the only thing that makes her feel uncomfortable is the relationship between Wang Chao and Tang Zichen now. The rest is not important to her. But she wasn't ready to ask now.
"Wang Chao finally came back to China. If I ask questions and cause these unpleasant things, it will be very unpleasant. It's better to pretend to be deaf and dumb. But... this matter will be resolved sooner or later."
She had now secretly decided on a plan in her mind.
"How many sets of military boxing did your troops practice?" Just as Wang Chao got into Liao Junhua's father's special car, the security officer named Xiao Zhang drove the car. Wang Chao and Zhu Jia sat in the back seat along the way. There was nothing to say, but Zhu Jia lowered her head, squinting her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.
"There are seven sets in total."
"Seven sets..." Wang Chao pondered for a moment. The fighters of their Tang Sect troops usually exercise their martial arts skills in the "Eight Wrestling of Dead Hands" in the Eight Diagrams Palm of the Tang Sect. Cruel and venomous, every move is bloody.
Compared with ordinary domestic troops, this is more practical and much more lethal.
Wang Chao also stayed in the army for a period of time. Generally, soldiers in the army only practice three sets of military boxing. It is evolved from the Arhat Boxing, Kicking Legs, and Flying Tiger Thirteen Capture Hands in Shaolin Boxing. And the focus is on building morale and performing, not on killing people in actual combat.
"I don't know if Xingyi Boxing, Baguazhang, and Tai Chi in the army are the same or different from those schools in the society?" Wang Chao thought in his heart, eager to experience it.
Military boxing is not a kind of boxing method, but many martial artists, according to various martial arts schools, come up with practical and quick results.
Only higher-level field elites have the opportunity to come into contact with more practical martial arts. Not to mention the ace army among the field elite.
Is there any form or meaning in military boxing? Of course it has form and meaning! There is also Taijiquan, Baguazhang, and Chaquan. It's just that all of these have been adapted by many martial artists, collectively known as military boxing, which is very suitable for fighting on the battlefield.
Especially during the anti-Japanese period, many sword teams, such as the bloody sword team in Xifengkou, were Shang Yunxiang's Xingyi sword technique, and the well-known Muslim detachment, the martial arts coach was Chaquan master Chang Zhenfang.
Wang Chao is a great master in boxing. He understands this very well. He knows that martial arts such as Xingyi, Tai Chi, Bagua, and Shaolin boxing in the army are completely different from those circulated in society. He also wants to have a systematic and complete experience.
The most typical difference is that in society, the Xingyiquan's shape is generally used to cover hands and is used to push people, and to prevent people from being maimed and causing trouble during a fight, while the army's Xingyi shape is But the big palm was torn apart, with a lot of tearing force.
Although I have stayed in the army, I have also seen a master like Duan Guochao! However, as the last three ace troops in the army, he has not come into contact with them, and he doesn't know what kind of martial arts coach they are.
Originally, he had the opportunity to become the martial arts coach of "Fang".