Chapter 312 Inner Qi
“What???”
As soon as he heard this sentence, Zhang Yi Xing was stunned.
When Zhang An told him just now that he had been able to stimulate An Jin, he was not so surprised.
“You really feel it?”
Zhang Yi Xing was very excited now, and unconsciously grabbed Zhang An with both hands.
This is Zhang An. Anyone else might not be able to withstand his strength.
“There is really a warm feeling, just in the lower abdomen. When I am lucky, it will start to move around.”
I have never seen Zhang Yixing act so glum. "Looks like this," Zhang An affirmed cautiously.
For a long time, Zhang Yixing always seemed as indifferent to Zhang An, as if nothing had anything to do with him.
This is the first time Zhang An has seen Zhang Yi Xing like this today.
"Anzi, this is the sense of Qi I just told you, the Qi we need to practice."
After receiving Zhang An's affirmation, Zhang and his party stared at Zhang An for a long time , then slowly spoke.
“You also know that practicing martial arts is to stimulate the potential in our body, and at the same time, it also overdraws our body.”
“Especially after mastering how to exert energy, it will have a great impact on the body. It’s a kind of overdraft.”
“So if you look at some people who are still practicing Qigong, their bodies will be like skin and bones after they are in their fifties and sixties.”
“Many people say so. It has reached the point of training the muscles and bones, nonsense, that is the consequence of overdrafting the body."
"At this time, the sense of energy and internal energy are very important."
"So this. Qi is very important. It can reduce overdraft when our body is overdrafted, and at the same time regulate and cultivate our body.”
“This thing is very mysterious. I haven’t felt it yet, but I heard Master talk about it before. However, Master could feel it back then.”
Zhang and his party calmed down and spent half a day telling Zhang An everything they knew.
“No wonder so many people are so overdrafted that they haven’t given up yet. They are all pursuing Qi.”
After hearing so much, Zhang An finally understood that this "Qi" is not unusual.
After all, practicing martial arts is harmful to the body, and the sense of Qi and inner Qi are too important. It is not unreasonable for so many people to pursue it.
"I am definitely reluctant to give up. It takes a lifetime to master martial arts. If you suddenly discover the sense of Qi and practice inner Qi, you can slowly make up for the previous shortcomings."
"So What everyone thinks is, since they are all overdrafted, why not try their luck in case they come into contact? "
Zhang Yixing has been practicing for a lifetime, and in fact, overdrafts are quite powerful.
It’s just that he also specializes in medicine and has always paid attention to conditioning and cultivation.
After saying that, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and then looked at Zhang An with envy.
Zhang An, a kid, got something he had been so poor his whole life so easily.
Sure enough, everything in this world is fate and depends on talent and chance.
Zhang An fell into deep thought when he saw Zhang Yi Xing like this.
According to what Zhang Yixing said, he didn't seem to have any talent in this area when he was a child.
But why is it so easy for him to master the dark power now and feel the sense of Qi.
Could it be the benefits that space brought to him?
After thinking for a long time, Zhang An suddenly thought of space.
Because since he got the space, his body seems to have been strengthened.
Not only has my body gotten better, my strength has gotten stronger, but my memory has also become much better than before.
The more he thought about it, the more Zhang An felt that it was the space that played a role.
“Chance is too mysterious. If you don’t think about it anymore, it will only add to your worries.”
Zhang Yixing has been practicing Taoism for decades and has some own understanding of Taoism.
The Tao Te Ching mentions at the beginning that the door to all mysteries is mysterious and mysterious, and this is just the case with chance.
He was relatively disappointed just now, but now he has adjusted himself and his mentality has returned to a stable state.
However, he did not give up, and still asked Zhang An some questions about understanding the sense of energy.
It doesn't matter even if it doesn't work, what if there is one sentence that can work.
Zhang An naturally knew everything and talked about it, although he didn't understand it either.
But apart from the space, every other detail was told to Zhang Yixing.
Unconsciously, the father and son entered into a state of discussion.
I don’t even know how much time passed, but finally I heard Heizi’s cry.
Zhang An, Zhang and his party realized that it was already dark, and they woke up.
But it was not without gain. Zhang An learned a lot of things from Zhang Yixing that he didn't know before.
As for Zhang Yixing, he also had a better understanding of the mysterious thing called Qi.
“Oh, it’s already dark, it’s time to cook, Xiao Heizi is so hungry.”
Looking at Xiao Heizi calling, Zhang An smiled He said, then got up and prepared to cook.
It was already dark now, and he had no intention of going home for dinner.
I already said hello when I came out. I guess dinner has been finished at home by now.
So Zhang An planned to stay, make the bottom of the pot, and kill the fish.
Wouldn’t it be nice to have fish fillet hot pot with Zhang and his party later?
Zhang An and his party got up, washed the rice and put it on the fire to boil. Zhang An started to kill the fish.
Zhang and his party had no intention of competing with Zhang An about cooking.
Although he has lived alone for so many years, cooking is a trivial matter.
But compared with Zhang An, the difference in taste is a bit big. After all, being able to cook is not the same as being able to cook well.
While Zhang An was killing fish and washing vegetables, Zhang and his party had already lit a small stove.
This is a small medicine stove that was often used to cook medicine. It would be best to use it for hot pot later.
Lighting a fire is also very simple. Just put two burning coal balls in the large stove and put them in the small medicine stove. It will light up in a while.
When filling the fish, Zhang An made a point of making it thicker.
Because he has a habit of cutting everything very thinly.
If the fish fillet is sliced thin, it will not be satisfying to eat later.
Two people ate, and Zhang An only slaughtered one fish.
The mandarin fish produced by Space has grown to five or six pounds.
It was just right for two people to eat, considering that Zhang An was a slut.
When it was time to move the pot, Zhang An quietly filled a basin of space spring water.
He thought that since space could allow him to realize the sense of Qi so easily.
Then if you drink space spring water regularly or use things in space, will it have some effect?
Although in Zhang An's house, Wang Fang, Zhang Jianguo, and Su Ying, who came in this year, have always used space spring water.
But none of them have practiced martial arts, so it is not easy to test this aspect.
So Zhang An planned to give Zhang Yixing a try.
“I finally found out, you kid, you really know how to eat.”
Zhang An has already cooked the soup for the hot pot and is about to serve it now On the medicine stove.
A spicy and appetizing aroma wafts out from the pot.
"Hey, life is only a few decades long. Let yourself eat better and you won't regret it in the future." Zhang An knew that people of his generation would not eat when they can.
When I get too old and can’t move anymore, I won’t be able to do anything if people tell me I can’t eat this and I can’t touch that.
As a person, the most important thing is to live in the present and live well in the present.
"Hey, don't scoop out the rice yet, I have a good thing here."
Zhang and his party opened the steamer and were about to serve the rice to both of them, but Zhang An called out to them .
Then he took out the pot of more than 30 years old blood rice wine that he brought over today.
“Something’s wrong, there’s something wrong with your wine.”
As soon as Zhang An opened the stopper, Zhang and his party felt something fishy after a few sniffs.
"Hey, tell me what's wrong."
"It's not ordinary wine anyway. Ordinary liquor doesn't have such a strong taste, and it's not so mellow."
Although Zhang Yixing is not an alcoholic, he has been drinking for decades.
He can still tell whether the wine is good or not.
"Then you have to taste it carefully. This wine is really not an ordinary wine. You can't usually get it."
After pouring out two small bowls, Zhang An quickly stuffed the wine bottle. , to avoid the smell.
It seems that this wine is really extraordinary, otherwise Zhang An would not say so.
On weekdays, he drank the medicinal wine at Zhang An's house, not even Zhang An's most precious jar of ginseng wine.
After just one sip of wine, Zhang Yixing understood why.
Because he could also feel it. After drinking the wine, his body seemed to be activated.
“Tell me, where did this wine come from and what is its name?”
After studying medicine for many years, he has never seen anything with such a good blood-activating effect, even medicinal materials.
“Hey, this wine has been stored in a cellar for more than thirty years, and it was dug out just a few days ago.”
“A cellar that is more than thirty years old? What about this wine? It’s rare.”
Zhang Yixing didn’t think about it. After all, he hadn’t drank from Laojiao a few times.
The most I've had is the ones that have been stored in other people's cellars for seven or eight years.
“Speaking of this wine, you should know that this wine and the jar that Huang Erye sold before were produced together.”
Zhang An did not play charades and directly Tell the identity of this wine.
"Lao Huang? That wine that sold for more than a hundred jars at that time?" It seems that Zhang and his party do know.
“Well, it’s that jar. A total of three jars were brewed that time. He drank one jar himself, sold one jar, and the remaining jar has been kept in the cellar until now.”
“No wonder I always feel a little familiar when I drink it, but it doesn’t feel like it.”
It's normal for Zhang Yixing to feel this way. After all, it's been so long and it's normal for him to not be able to remember.
And the same wine will definitely undergo qualitative changes if it is cellared in the correct way for decades.
"And Mr. Huang said that this wine can replenish blood. His anemia was improved after drinking this wine."
"No wonder his health improved later, I asked How he treated it, he couldn't tell, and he probably still reacted at that time."
At that time, Zhang Yixing asked Mr. Huang, but he didn't say that he probably didn't know yet, otherwise he wouldn't have kept it secret. .
Because Mr. Huang is not that kind of person, otherwise he would not have been thinking about Zhang Yixing for so many years.
"Well, since this wine can replenish blood, drinking some every day should be beneficial."
The correct way to enjoy good wine without being greedy is to drink it. The two of them put the wine in the bowl. After finishing the wine, we started to cook the fish fillets.
Although the mandarin fish slaughtered by Zhang An was not small, the meat was indeed very smooth and tender.
Although Zhang An tried his best to cut it as thick as possible, when he put it into the boiling pot, the soup was already cooked.
In fact, mandarin fish is not the best choice for shabu-shabu fish fillets, but there is no way, Zhang An has no other fish to replace it.
Because he didn’t want to have to pick at it slowly when he was enjoying the meal.
Anyway, Zhang An decided that after spring begins, he must look for rat fish.
The mouse fish is the river turtle. It has a beard on its mouth.
It looks like a mouse, so people around here call it mouse fish.
Even if he couldn't buy it by then, he would have to go fishing to get it himself.
Jiang Tuan can be eaten rinsed, grilled, or any other way.
“This fish of yours is really good. The more I eat it, the more I want to eat it. I have always felt that the fish I have eaten in the past many years is fake.”
Even this mandarin fish The fish is not suitable for shabu-shabu fillets, but after all, it is produced in the space, so it is definitely better than other fish outside.
“If you like to eat it, I will grab more and bring them over in the future.”
Anyway, there may not be much else here in Zhang An, except that there are a lot of fish.
“No, it’s good to eat such a delicious thing once in a while. If you eat it often, you will get tired of it, and I’m afraid you won’t even think about it anymore.”
No matter how delicious it is, If you eat these things every day, you will always get tired of them.
Soon, the dinner was over, and there was still a small half of the fish fillets left in the basin.
"Why don't you just pour it all into the pot and cook it? I can still eat it if it's hot tomorrow morning."
"Leave it for now and cook it for dinner tomorrow. When it is cooked and reheated tomorrow, not only will the taste change, but it will also fall apart easily."
Zhang An washed a few vegetable leaves and covered the fish in the basin.
Then I went out and got some relatively clean snow and put it on the vegetable leaves.
This is equivalent to putting the remaining fish fillets in a natural refrigerator to keep them fresh.
When I cook it again tomorrow morning, the taste will not change.
"Okay, I'm going back. There's still a lot of wine left, so you can drink it slowly."
After packing his things, Zhang An was ready to go back. If he doesn't go back after it's dark, his wife will have an objection. .
The jug Zhang An brought was about three kilograms in weight. The two of them drank less than half a kilogram just now, and Zhang An left the rest here.
This jug is the kind you can buy on the street, and Zhang An has trouble using it.
He planned to wait for a while, find some gourds to plant in the space, and later get a batch of wine gourds.
After all, Zhang An is planning to make his own wine. If he gets a batch of wine gourds by then, it will look grand when used as gifts for friends.
And he has been thinking, if he plants gourds in space, will he grow gourd babies?
"Then you go back and pay attention to safety when you go down the mountain. You don't have to bring food here often. I can't eat much by myself."
Zhang Yixing had no idea about the wine left in the jug. The rejection was naturally accepted.
Although he was not an alcoholic, after just drinking, he knew it was a treasure.
Zhang An nodded and took Xiaohu out to go down the mountain.
Although there is no moon in the sky, it is not so dark that no light can be seen at night.
At first glance, there was a dark white color everywhere. Zhang An turned on the flashlight, but it was a bit dazzling.
It’s no longer snowing now. It probably stopped in the afternoon when Zhang An didn’t notice the time.
Because the footprints left by Zhang An and Xiaohu on their way here at noon are still there. If it had snowed, they would have covered them long ago.
Just when Zhang An thought the winter snow was coming to an end, the snowflakes seemed to sense his thoughts and began to float in the air.
When Zhang An returned home, the whole family was still awake, waiting for him to come back.
It was almost nine o'clock now. Zhang An, who was used to going to bed early these days, ironed his feet as usual, and then climbed into bed to sleep.
(End of this chapter)