Bird Dude Nie Bufan: 11 Tai Chi

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Wake up early in the morning, the earth is already covered in silver, white snow, calm and clear.

Nie Bufanli was wrapped in three outer layers, watching Li Yi in a single coat practicing boxing in the courtyard, with a look of envy and hatred.

He made a fire angrily in the kitchen and boiled water to prepare breakfast for the two idlers. By the way, these days he has almost become a full-time cook, which is not a good phenomenon. Those two guys eat and live with him, but he has to wait on them?

Inadvertently glanced at something in the cabinet, and my heart brightened. Nie Bufan turned his head and looked outside, only to see Li Yi who had finished practicing his boxing is freshening up, so he shouted: "Li Si, come here."

Li Yi walked over.

Nie Bufan poured out a bag of flour and ordered: "Trouble, make the noodles."

"Make face?" Li Yi looked at the pile of powder and hesitated, "How to make peace?"

"You pour some water in the flour, and then knead it with your hands."

Li Yi twisted a little flour with his fingers still wet, and said, "You should let me pick vegetables, this thing is sticky, I don't like it."

"What? Are you not a martial artist? Why don't you like kneading noodles?" Nie Bufan stared at him.

"Why do martial arts practitioners like kneading noodles?"

"Kneading noodles is not something that ordinary people can do well. It contains the essence of martial arts. You are so ignorant?"

Li Yi was silent for a moment, and said: "The essence of martial arts?"

He can't see how rubbing this thing has anything to do with the essence of martial arts.

Nie Bufan looked at him with contempt and asked: "Have you heard of Tai Chi?"

"Tai Chi?"

"Looking at you, I know you haven't heard of it." Nie Bufan waved his hand and said solemnly, "Tai Chi, born without extremes, the machine of movement and static, the mother of yin and yang, the division of movement, the principle of tranquility Together. Braking with static and overcoming rigid with softness contains the way of extreme martial arts."

"It sounds very deep, but what does it have to do with kneading?" Li Yi wondered to himself what Nie Bufan had just said, it was not like ridicule.

"Hmph, you are optimistic." Nie Bufan gathered the flour into a circle, leaving a space in the middle, and slowly filled with water, then crossed his hands, knead the flour into the water in a counterclockwise rotation, and said at the same time," The strength is even, dialing, kneading, twisting and closing, follow the circle as the orbit, the strength is through, the rigidity and the softness are combined."

Li Yi was a bit disapproving at first, but slowly, his eyes became sharp, his expression changed, and he seemed to be caught in complex thinking.

"How?" Nie Bufan stopped, patted the newly formed dough, and said, "Can you knead it?"

"Knead." Li Yi stepped forward without hesitation this time, learning what Nie Bufan had done just now, kneading back and forth with circle as his center.

This seemingly simple and slow movement does contain a different general meaning. It is completely different from the exercises he learned. It is square in the circle, soft and strong, and it is natural and natural...

Nie Bufan nodded with satisfaction when seeing Li Yi's concentrated look. If anyone has watched "Shaolin Football", he will be able to quickly recognize that the action he just demonstrated was born out of the scene where Zhao Wei was kneading the noodles at the steamed bun shop.

Just to make Li Yi do hard work willingly, he fooled people with his "Essence Theory of Martial Arts".

Knead the dough, don't underestimate it.

Nie Bufan moved a cutting board and put it in the yard, then brought up a kitchen knife and a large piece of meat, and shouted: "Zhang San, come and help."

Zhang Jun really walked slowly.

Nie Bufan mentioned that he knocked on the chopping board and ordered: "Chop."

"Huh?" Zhang Junshi looked at the piece of meat, pointed to himself and asked, "You let me chop meat?"

Nie Bufan nodded: "I will make dumplings later. You chop this piece of meat into minced meat."

Zhang Junshi hesitated and said: "This..."

"As a resident of the chicken coop village, you must always contribute a little, otherwise the chickens in the village will despise you."

As if to confirm his words, dozens of chickens croaked around.

"Uh, okay." Zhang Junshi rolled up his sleeves, raised the knife hesitantly, and then said, "Can you give me another kitchen knife?"

Nie Bufan handed him a kitchen knife again with a look of confusion.

Zhang Junshi smiled faintly: "It's been a long time since I moved the knife."

Nie Bufan is horrified, is it possible that this gentle-looking master is actually an inexperienced master? Seeing him standing in front of the chopping board with a arrogant expression, he was dressed in Confucian costume, with a handsome appearance, but holding a pair of knives.

A flashing god, saw the knife rise and the knife fell, the meat was cross-cut into four pieces, Zhang Junshi adjusted his breathing, and then began to chop up with awe-inspiring expression, the speed of his hand was like a glimpse of light. It's too fast to be distinguished by the naked eye.

This time it was Nie Bufan's turn to be surprised. How could he be a good son and become a meat-chopping demon with a knife?

Nie Bufan just came out of the kitchen with a basin, and Zhang Junshi finished the meat chopping work, and saw that he shaved the knife, his face still had an expression of unfulfilled meaning.

There is a kind of people who are gentle on the outside and violent inside. They look normal but are the most perverted. Wouldn't Zhang Junshi also be such a dangerous person?

"Have you practiced specifically?" Nie Bufan asked.

Zhang Junshi put down the knife, wiped his hands, and smiled indifferently: "I used to learn knives from the chef at home for several years, but my father found out and scolded me for'humiliating gentleman', and he never used the knife again. ."

"Why do you want to learn sword skills?"

"I like food, and I hope that one day I can make memorable dishes by myself. Unfortunately, I am not talented in cooking, but I have made great progress in knife skills." Zhang Junshi said with a look of remembrance, "Of course, With a background like me, even if you have a talent for cooking, you can’t become a real chef."

Nie Bufan nodded in understanding, then stepped forward and patted Zhang Junshi on the shoulder, and comforted: "It doesn't matter, as long as you are in Jiwo Village, you can chop vegetables and meat as much as you want. This glorious job will be Leave it to you."

Zhang Junshi: "..."

Li Yi and Zhang Junshi were squeezed out of surplus value by Nie Bufan. When it came time for lunch, they did not eat the dumplings they expected.

Looking at the simple three dishes and one soup in front of him, Zhang Junshi asked: "Why not dumplings?"

"Oh, I thought about eating during the day without atmosphere, so I decided to do it at night."

Eating dumplings is divided into day and night? Both Zhang and Li slandered silently.

During the meal, Nie Bufan discovered a strange phenomenon. Li Yi’s chopsticks would make an arc in the air every time he picks up a dish. He wanted to pick up the dish on the right, but he insisted on going around from the left. When he scooped the soup, Also first stir it with a spoon.

Could it be that Tai Chi has become a demon? Nie Bufan thought not kindly.

Zhang Junshi seemed to be aware of it too. During the period, he glanced at Li Yi several times, but Li Yi was ignorant and his expression was dumb.

At the end of the meal, Nie Bufan glanced at the last chicken leg left on the Chinese dinner plate, stretched out his chopsticks, and met the other two pairs of chopsticks in the air.

The three of them looked at each other, and at the same time retracted their hands, humbly said: "You eat, you eat."

After being polite and polite, the three of them saw that no one was working, and they stretched out chopsticks together.

Be silent, and retract again awkwardly.

"Ha ha ha ha." Zhang Jun smiled innocently.

Li Yi has no expression on his face, holding his chopsticks as if he is still braking.

"You guys." Nie Bufan pointed at them with his chopsticks and shouted fiercely, "No one needs to move! This chicken leg is mine."

Zhang Junshi bowed his head and grilled rice.

Li Yi turned to the fans, rolled a ball into his mouth.

Nie Bufan successfully captured chicken legs.

After the meal, Zhang and Li sat by the window drinking tea and enjoying the snow.

"Next year the goddess will be born, is Brother Li interested in participating in the competition?" Zhang Junshi asked.

"Not interested."

"Hehe, yes, I won't hide this chicken coop village if I am interested."

Li Yi glanced at him and said, "What about you? Did you live in the chicken nest village because you didn't want to wander in the muddy water?"

Zhang Junshi just smiled, did not speak, but his eyes were not consciously looking at the person who was talking to the landslide in the courtyard.

Li Yi followed his gaze and looked at him. When he saw the man, his rich expression of anger and joy, the expression on his face couldn't help being softened.

"Hey, you two, don't sit in the house, come out to sweep the snow!" After Nie Bufan and Tubeng finished speaking, he immediately shouted to both Zhang and Li.

The two looked at each other and got up at the same time resigning.

Nie Bufan assigned a broom to each of them and arranged the cleaning area.

Snow is everywhere in Jiwo Village, and the silly chickens were accidentally buried in the snow, and Nie Bufan had to fish. Fortunately, the weather is cold, and not many chickens come out to find unlucky chickens. Some of them have entered a magical "hibernation" state, saving a lot of things. That is, the amount of egg production has decreased. In the past, one egg could be stepped on in three steps, but now no one can be seen in three days.

Nie Bufan helped Zhang Junshi and Li Yi sweep the snow, chop wood, and take care of the chickens. They were very busy.

I'm afraid that Zhang and Li have never been asked to do this before, and they are still doing minimal physical labor.

Nie Bufan never seemed to see the rich and the poor in his eyes. He knew that Zhang Junshi and Li Yi were from rich families, but he didn't care at all. Perhaps it is precisely because of such a non-discriminatory attitude that Zhang and Li ignore the identity gap and are willing to meet with them, and naturally get close.

But this person is sometimes maddeningly heartless.

After a lot of work, the images of the two great young men have changed drastically. They are like a group of heroes who fall out of the mud and mottled.

Nie Bufan prepared a hot bath for them with a smile. The two men decided not to bathe together. Nie Bufan found it troublesome to boil water, so he dragged them into the bathing pool together. In order to be comfortable, Nie Bufan changed half of the utility room into a bath, which was enough to accommodate four or five people.

Zhang and Li are rare to tweak, but Nie Bufan is very comfortable, and also shows off his luo body very well. He has a well-proportioned figure, healthy complexion, and has a special beauty between movement and quiet.

However, after seeing Zhang Junshi and Li Yi's luo body, Nie Bufan stopped. Stronger than him, stronger than him,...majestic than him.

Nie Bufan's children's shoes cried silently, and will never bathe with them again...

At night, Zhang and Li ate dumplings as they wished. For the first time, they felt that dumplings were so delicious. Although ordinary, they were full of joy.

"Nie Bufan, will you still eat dumplings tomorrow?" Li Yi asked.

"Still eating?"

"I want to make noodles."

"...Uh."

"Hemian really contains the profound martial arts essence, I haven't realized it yet."

"..." Suddenly there was a sense of innocence and guilt of deceiving a strong man.

"If I can comprehend, martial arts will definitely be more refined."

Nie Bufan was silent for a while, and suddenly said a very profound sentence: "If you have peace in your heart, you can reconcile at any time. Don't be restricted to foreign objects, you can achieve success."

"This statement is great."

Alas! This is how a generation of noodle masters was born...

The author has something to say: more slowly, hehe~~