Cultivation Teacher's Life Record

Chapter 280 Fang Zhongping’s Difficulties

"Let me introduce, this is Junior Brother Zhang Weidong from Tiannan Province, a member of the presidium of this martial arts conference. Junior Brother Zhang, these are our martial arts colleagues from Wuyi Mountain, this is Master Zhuang Jingzezhuang from Taoyuan Temple, this is

This is Master Zhou Hanyu of Wuyi Palace, this is Junior Brother Zhu Siyuan, and this is..." Fang Zhongping first introduced Zhang Weidong to everyone, and then introduced Zhang Weidong to the martial arts fellows in the box one by one.

Everyone saw that Zhang Weidong was just a young man, and they were a little bit resentful that Fang Zhongping was making a fuss out of a molehill. But they, who were considered to be prominent people in Wuyi Mountain, rushed to the hotel together, and were so solemnly waiting to welcome a young man, especially Zhuang.

The two masters, Jingze and Zhou Hanyu, are regarded as highly respected figures in the Wuyi Mountain area. They are also over sixty years old. Usually, there are only others waiting for them in Wuyi Mountain. How could they rush to the hotel so early to wait for others? Although in the martial arts world nowadays

After the decline, the martial arts lineage should be united. If a martial arts comrade comes to Wuyi Mountain as a guest, he should be warmly received, but everything should be done in a certain way, right?

But when they heard that Zhang Weidong was actually a member of the presidium of this martial arts conference, all the resentment in everyone's hearts disappeared, and the rest were all shocked. Although the martial arts is declining now, China has a vast land and a large number of people, or it may be clear that the martial arts world is in decline.

The number of people in the martial arts world is still extremely large. At the annual martial arts conference, those who can sit on the bureau are all real strong men in the martial arts world, and some are even legendary figures who have never seen the dragon before it ends. Just like

Zhang Ziyou, a descendant of Zhang Tianshi, or Liu Guangpeng of Tiannan Province, or Shi Yiqun, the contemporary leader of the Salt Gang, are either superb or even legendary, or they are the most wealthy leaders in the martial arts world.

Although Zhang Weidong is young, since he can be on an equal footing with Zhang Ziyou and others, how can he take him lightly?

One by one, everyone warmly and politely extended their hands to shake hands with Zhang Weidong and say hello. After saying hello, Zhang Weidong sat on the main seat at Fang Zhongping's insistence. After Zhang Weidong took his seat, everyone took their seats one after another.

After everyone was seated, a somewhat stout man walked up to Fang Zhongping with a smile on his face and asked in a low voice: "Can Uncle Ping serve the food?"

When Zhang Weidong came in just now, this man was there. During the introduction, Fang Zhongping also introduced him a little, saying that he was the owner of this hotel, also named Fang, and that he was his cousin, but he looked about the same age as Fang Zhongping

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Fang Zhongping nodded, and the boss turned around and gave a few instructions to the handsome waiter in a cheongsam, then turned around and found a seat to sit with him below.

The dishes were served quickly, and they were all local specialties, including Peng Zu's medicinal diet, turquoise phosphorus leg, Wuyi pork skin jelly, frozen mutton ribs, lotus-shaped red sturgeon, etc. Every time a dish was served, the boss would personally

Let’s introduce it to Zhang Weidong. The wine served is the famous local wine, Wuyishan wine. According to Boss Fang, Wuyishan wine has a history of more than 2,200 years. Since ancient times, many literati, businessmen and civilians have become famous for Wuyishan wine.

'Get off your horse when you smell the fragrance, gather the boat when you know the taste'. It can be said that it has a long history and rich cultural heritage.

Most people in the martial arts world like to drink. In the past, many martial arts heroes drank from big bowls and ate meat with large mouthfuls. Nowadays, of course, there are very few people who drink from big bowls and eat meat. However, most martial arts people are still very good at drinking.

Most of the people who drink good wine are quite generous when drinking it, and Fang Zhongping and others are no exception.

However, when everyone saw that Zhang Weidong was so elegant, with fine skin and tender flesh, and his dazzling title as a member of the presidium of the Wulin Conference, they did not dare to drink from him at first. They just toasted him very politely and waited until the order was filled.

.But everyone soon discovered that Zhang Weidong drank white wine just like drinking boiled water. Not only did he not have any color on his face after drinking three or four taels of wine, he was also very sober. So slowly everyone began to let go and began to talk.

You laughed and I toasted one glass at a time.

For Zhang Weidong, baijiu is not as delicious as other drinks other than the entrance. It is really not much different from boiled water. When he sees everyone drinking freely, he does not refuse. If the other party asks him to do it, he will do it. His forthright attitude is really pleasing to Zhang Weidong.

People suspected that he was a northern man.

After several drinks in a row, Zhang Weidong's expression did not change, and everyone at the wine table was a little dumbfounded. At the same time, his favorable impression of Zhang Weidong doubled, and he felt that Zhang Weidong was bold enough, enough to give face, and did not show off at all.

In China, the atmosphere at the wine table is often created by drinking. Since Zhang Weidong, as the guest of honor tonight, has a good drinking capacity and drinks very generously, which is not at all like his gentle appearance, the atmosphere at the wine table will naturally change.

Woke up.

The whole box suddenly became lively, but after all, there was only one guest tonight, so everyone was naturally embarrassed to toast Zhang Weidong's wine. Fellow Wuyishan martial arts fellows also toasted each other, otherwise they would be taking advantage of the crowd to deliberately get Zhang Weidong drunk.

Just as they were drinking, Zhu Siyuan and others turned around and toasted Zhang Weidong in turns. Because they found that Zhang Weidong had drunk almost a kilogram of liquor, and Zhang Weidong was completely fine. However, several of them were drunk.

How can this work? As a member of the presidium of the martial arts conference, Zhang Weidong is very good at martial arts, or has too much money to count like Liu Guangpeng, they have nothing to say. But if after this banquet, Zhang Weidong is fine, but they are

Several people fell to the ground. If this news got out, others would think that all the martial arts people in Wuyi Mountain were losers, and that everyone at the table could not even drink a single drink from Zhang Weidong.

However, Zhang Weidong's drinking capacity is really not limited. No matter how Zhu Siyuan and others proposed a toast, he would not refuse anyone who came. Within a short time, those few people who were already a little tipsy were drunk. Fang Zhongping was still drunk.

The two masters Zhuang Jingze and Zhou Hanyu frowned, and they were even more horrified. Tonight, one of the three of them is a martial arts leader in Wuyi Mountain and a local tycoon, and the other two are martial arts figures with relatively aloof status. Therefore, they all toasted with great enthusiasm.

He is reserved and drinks very little. He is not as careless as Zhu Siyuan and others. They just want to drink Zhang Weidong down. But now it seems that if the three of them don't show some skills tonight, I'm afraid that the whole table will be full of people.

It would really be possible for Zhang Weidong to defeat them all by himself.

Of course this won't work!

So in addition to Fang Zhongping, the person in charge, Zhuang Jingze, and Zhou Hanyu, the two masters, regardless of their age, also personally went to toast Zhang Weidong's wine glass after glass. It can be said that there were about ten people at the table, except for Fang Zhongping, who was too embarrassed to follow for the time being.

Everyone started to stand together, and the rest of the people were now pointing their glasses at Zhang Weidong.

Now it is no longer a question of being polite, but a question of face!

Zhang Weidong saw Zhuang Jingze and Zhou Hanyu, both with red faces and half-white hair and beards, toasting him one cup after another. He couldn't help but laugh or cry at the way these martial arts people wanted to save face at the wine table.

Seeing that half of the people at the table had fallen down, and if they really wanted to drink more, Zhuang Jingze and Zhou Hanyu, two foreigners, were probably going to lose their normalcy. When Zhang Weidong was hesitating whether to just pretend to be drunk, the person in the private room

The door was suddenly pushed open.

The stern man who had just picked up Zhang Weidong in the Bentley at the hotel door hurriedly walked to Fang Zhongping, bent down and whispered in his ear: "Boss, the lady's condition suddenly broke out!"

Fang Zhongping's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he asked in a low voice: "Isn't the time not up yet? Why did it happen suddenly! What did Master Luo say?"

"The master said this is because the evil ghost started to resist and struggle." The man whispered again.

"Do you think what he said is credible?" Fang Zhongping hesitated and asked in a low voice. After asking, he lowered his head and started thinking. It was obvious that this question was just subconscious and did not really require the man to make a judgment.

"It stands to reason that young lady's disease usually starts to attack at midnight, and rarely occurs earlier, so Master Luo's words have a certain degree of credibility." The man said in a low voice.

"It would be great if it is. Well, you should pay close attention to this matter and notify me as soon as there is any news." Fang Zhongping's frowned brows relaxed after hearing this, and there was a look of expectation in his eyes.

"Yes." The man responded in a low voice, then turned and left.

Zhang Weidong glanced at the man's leaving figure with some confusion. Although he did not deliberately listen to the conversation between Fang Zhongping and the man just now, the conversation between the two still vaguely fell into his ears. Just because of the conversation between the two.

It was relatively sporadic, and he didn't quite know what happened to Fang Zhongping's family, but judging from Fang Zhongping's expression and the tone of his speech just now, Zhang Weidong knew that Fang Zhongping had encountered something more difficult.

"Why is there something going on at home?" Zhang Weidong asked with concern. The two of them are now considered friends. When a friend is in trouble, Zhang Weidong naturally cannot ignore it.

"It's okay, it's okay, Junior Brother Zhang, I respect you." Fang Zhongping forced a smile on his face, trying to cover up his inner worries.

"Senior Brother Fang, if you treat me as a friend, tell me the truth. Did something happen at home? Maybe I can be of some help." Zhang Weidong said sincerely.

"It's my little girl who is sick. It doesn't matter. This is not the first time." When Fang Zhongping saw Zhang Weidong saying this, he couldn't hide it anymore.

"Brother Fang, why didn't you tell me earlier about this? If you had told me earlier, I would have gone to check on my niece's condition first." Zhang Weidong couldn't help but blame him when he heard this. At the same time, he felt that Fang Zhongping could still entertain him warmly under such circumstances.

Very touched.

When Zhang Weidong said this, Fang Zhongping remembered that in this martial arts competition, some martial arts people who had suffered from side effects due to excessive or accidental practicing of foreign martial arts in their youth had given each of them a bottle of potion. The potion was prepared by Zhang Weidong.

Thinking of this Fang Zhongping's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly, igniting a glimmer of hope, but soon the light in his eyes dimmed again. If his daughter's disease is a good cure, no doctor can be hired based on his wealth, Zhang Weidong's age

Qingqing, even if the medical skills are really superior, can it still be better than Taoist Master Chenxu of the Qingcheng Sect?

"Thank you, Junior Brother Zhang. I almost forgot that Junior Brother Zhang is a master of Xinglin. It's just that my daughter's condition is really special. I have visited famous doctors from all over the country, but they all can't do anything." Fang Zhongping said with a wry smile, the implication of which was that he didn't want to trouble Zhang Weidong.

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