Chapter 403 Do you believe in Qigong

In exchange for things, chicken feathers for sugar, this is Yiwu's knocking sugar gang.

"We knock on the sugar gang, when everyone goes out, there is a treasure chest, which is filled with all kinds of odds and ends, and then exchanged for things..."

The young man said, Jiang Xiaobai knows that Yiwu is worthy of being a small commodity distribution center for later generations.

Emotion is passed down from the ancestors.

Businessmen in our country have a long history of doing business.

There are Jin merchants, Hui merchants, Zhejiang merchants, Chaozhou merchants, etc. The imprint of this kind of trace will not be erased even in later generations.

Like what Taishan Club, Jiangnan Club, etc.

Business is especially popular in the south, like merchants in Wenzhou, they are well-known throughout the country.

Now the Eight Heavenly Kings in Wenzhou are booming in Wenzhou.

The annual turnover has exceeded one million.

"Well, let me buy some eggs and other things with the money." Jiang Xiaobai took the young man to chat for a while, and then said.

"Okay." Jiang Xiaobai took out a dollar, and the young man took out all kinds of odds and ends for a long time before he got up and left with the dollar.

Jiang Xiaobai pulled out the purse under the bed, threw in the odds and ends, and put it back under the bed.

"What are you doing with so many odds and ends?" Zhao Xinyi opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Xiaobai and asked curiously.

"In this land of China, there has never been a shortage of tenacious people alive." Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

"Are you pitying him? I think he is working hard." Zhao Xinyi asked.

"Poor, they don't need someone to be pitiful. Just give them a little sunshine and moisture, and they will thrive quickly."

Jiang Xiaobai lay down.

"Then he won't get caught by bus evading the fare?" Zhao Xinyi asked.

"No, everyone has their own ways and means of survival. It is estimated that they are more familiar with this train than the conductors. They have their own ways and can travel on this train at will."

Jiang Xiaobai said, Zhao Xinyi's dark eyes looked at Jiang Xiaobai in a daze.

She was full of curiosity about Jiang Xiaobai, and even a trace of worship.

This peer in front of her gave her too many surprises.

He seems to know everything, and he seems to be omnipotent, and the way he answers questions is always so full of philosophy of life.

He is obviously a young person, but his body is filled with a kind of vicissitudes of life that should not be forgotten, and people can't help being curious and want to find out.

"Are you like me bowing your head in the sun, sweating and working hard in silence, are you like me even if you are indifferent..."

Zhao Xinyi could not help humming.

"Why are you staring at me so straight? I'm so scared." Jiang Xiaobai looked at Zhao Xinyi and looked at himself, and then hurriedly shrank into the bed.

"Bah." Zhao Xinyi took a sip, Jiang Xiaobai always did this, and it took no more than three seconds.

"By the way, Jiang Xiaobai, do you believe in Qigong?" Zhao Xinyi suddenly asked again.

"Why do you ask this?" Jiang Xiaobai was also taken aback. This question spans a bit.

"I saw people say that there were people who heard qigong reports above, and I also saw people practicing qigong in the park." Zhao Xinyi said.

Jiang Xiaobai felt a little bit in his heart, remembering that the craze for qigong in the past life should have formally started in the mid-1980s.

Qigong, young people don't know, but older people have all experienced that era.

From the mid-1980s to the mid-1990s, more than a decade has been a period of qigong.

is also a topic that cannot be avoided in the past ten years.

In the 1980s and 1990s, shortly after the ten-year turbulence ended, mainland China was still a strange world.

This is an era where gossip is rampant and rumors are flying in the sky, a new era of madness and zeal for gods.

Qigong was produced under this background, and then took root and sprouted, and gradually grew and grew until it swept the entire continent.

At the peak of qigong, at least 100 million people practice qigong.

The functions of Qigong are also diverse, ranging from small functions for curing diabetes and high blood pressure to curing various cancers and the disabled.

What's more, you can put out a fire in the air, and even fight with foreign satellites with the satellites placed in the sky.

The way of qigong is also all sorts of strange things, there are arhats, meditation, and the combination of qigong and electronics, and an aluminum pot on the head receives the signal.

The later generations look grotesque and absurd things that no one believes or cannot believe at all, but at this time everyone regards it as the truth.

But Jiang Xiaobai always thought that qigong only emerged in the mid-1980s, and now it has just entered the 1980s, Jiang Xiaobai did not take it seriously.

But when Zhao Xinyi asked, Jiang Xiaobai realized that qigong might have begun to spread at this time.

Jiang Xiaobai is considering how to talk to Zhao Xinyi.

I heard Li Beibei's voice coming from the upper bunk.

"Uncle Bai, we don't believe in qigong, we are the heirs of the sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui mystery. We look for dragons and divide gold to see the mountains. One double entanglement is one hurdle. "

Li Beibei and Zhang Lanfang know Jiang Xiaobai very well.

"Sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui secret technique?" Zhao Xinyi asked.

Jiang Xiaobai covered his head and didn't say anything, and his title of **** stick was settled.

Here, Zhao Xinyi, Li Beibei and Zhang Lanfang talked.

Jiang Xiaobai took out the food he bought before getting into the car, and a few people ate it, which was regarded as dinner.

At this time, there are no cigarettes, melon seeds, or mineral water on the train.

A simple bite, and everyone fell asleep again groggy.

Just when Jiang Xiaobai was sleeping in a daze, he heard the noise outside grow louder.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't care. It should have been the car pitting. People should get on the bus. Jiang Xiaobai thought in his heart that this kind of thing has happened many times along the way.

But just when Jiang Xiaobai changed his posture and wanted to continue sleeping, he found that there seemed to be something wrong with the movement outside.

The voice of speaking is not like the words when getting in the car, it is a bit like a fight.

Wrong, fucking, Jiang Xiaobai is agitated. Sit up from the bunk.

"Boom."

"Ouch." Jiang Xiaobai hit the upper bunk with his head, and tears of pain were about to fall.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Xinyi's voice came in the darkness.

"Uncle Bai."

"Uncle Xiaobai." The voices of Li Beibei and Zhang Lanfang on the upper storey also came to mind.

The girls slept lightly, and suddenly there was noisy outside, they woke up, but they were the same as Jiang Xiaobai before, thinking it was a train coming in, and people were getting on the train, so there was no sound.

Now that Jiang Xiaobai suddenly made such a big movement, he asked one by one.

(End of this chapter)