I can see the commodity price curve

When Zhang Yue said he had no confidence, he really had no confidence.

But no matter what, since I have promised, I will try my best to do it.

So that night he came to Shanghai under the arrangement of Ma Gangtie.

Since Zhongzhou is far from Shanghai, Zhang Yue needs to set off early.

It was already 11:30 pm when he arrived at the hotel he had booked.

Yawning, he took the room card and prepared to go back to his room to rest.

Unexpectedly, when I got to the corridor, I bumped into someone.

The other person staggered and fell to the ground.

Zhang Yue was startled and quickly walked over to help the other person up, his face full of tension.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

The man he knocked down had completely white hair and looked to be in his seventies.

Although he didn't hit the other person hard, the other person was too old, so Zhang Yue had to be cautious.

Who knew that as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard the other party laugh:

"I'm fine. Sorry, young man, I ran too fast just now. How are you? Are you not hurt?"

Now it was Zhang Yue's turn to be surprised.

You have to know that if someone else encounters this situation, they will definitely blackmail you.

Go to the hospital for a full body check-up first. Even if no problems are found, you will still have to pay tens of thousands of dollars in mental damages.

Unexpectedly, the other party not only did not do so, but asked if he was okay.

Zhang Yue quickly shook his head:
"Of course I'm fine, how about this, I'll take you to the hospital.

It seems that you fell and hurt your right arm just now. At least check if your arm is injured."

The old man waved his hand:
"Young man, you look down on me too much, don't you?

Not to mention it was just a fall, even if I jumped from a three-story building, I would be fine. Just look at it if you don’t believe me.”

As the old man spoke, he started throwing a set of punches.

His movements were very fast, and his fists were powerful.

He doesn't look like a man in his seventies at all, but rather a young man in his twenties or thirties.

Zhang Yue immediately gave a thumbs up:
“You are still the best, old man.

How does the saying go? Old but still strong. Yes, old but still strong.

But can I ask you a question?"

The old man looked at him and smiled:
"what is the problem?"

Zhang Yue said:
"How did you do it? I want to learn from your experience."

The old man said proudly:
"It's simple, because I practice Ba Duan Jin for at least half an hour every day. Do you know Ba Duan Jin?"

Zhang Yue nodded:
"I've heard of this name, but I don't know the details."

The old man said, "You are ignorant, aren't you?

Ba Duan Jin is currently the most popular and widespread martial art in our country.

It’s just that the Ba Duan Jin that other people practice is child’s play, only my Ba Duan Jin is authentic.”

Zhang Yue said decisively:
"Your Ba Duan Jin is absolutely authentic, otherwise you wouldn't be so old and not hurt at all after falling to the ground.

By the way, what is your name, sir?"

"My last name is Li."

It turned out to be Uncle Li.

"Can you teach me your Ba Duan Jin? I really want to learn it."

Uncle Li nodded: "No problem, watch it."

After saying this, he stretched out his arms and lowered his legs slightly, his movements smooth and natural.

Seeing Zhang Yue standing there in a daze, Uncle Li looked helpless:
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and follow my instructions."

Zhang Yue then nodded and began to gesture with his hands.

In this way, Uncle Li gestured and Zhang Yue followed suit.

Then Uncle Li began to explain his Eight-Section Brocade.

At first, Zhang Yue did this just to get closer to Uncle Li.

After all, I knocked the other person down. It would be unreasonable if I did nothing.

Now, by practicing Ba Duan Jin, you can build a good relationship with the other party, and then it will be easy to talk about other things.

However, as Zhang Yue was practicing, he found that his body was starting to heat up.

This kind of fever is different from a fever;

It felt like there was a fire inside my body, but it was a little different from being on fire.

Having the body on fire would make people feel painful, but Zhang Yue felt this kind of fire was very comfortable, a bit like taking a hot spring bath.

Finally, Uncle Li taught Zhang Yue all his Eight Section Brocade techniques, and then said with a smile:

"How is it? Do you feel anything special after practicing for such a while?"

Zhang Yue nodded: "This feeling is too obvious."

Then I told the other person about the changes in my body.

Now it was Uncle Li's turn to be stunned. He looked at Zhang Yue in disbelief.

"What did you say? I felt my body burning? How is that possible? Is the legend true?"

Zhang Yue was a little puzzled: "What legend is true? I don't understand. Can you explain it in detail?"

However, Uncle Li shook his head.

Suddenly he raised his fist and punched Zhang Yue in the chest with a speed as fast as lightning.

Zhang Yue was caught off guard and quickly stretched out his hand to block, but then Uncle Li's fist hit Zhang Yue's hand.

With a bang, Zhang Yue took five or six steps back. Uncle Li's expression was full of astonishment.

The punch the opponent just threw at me was very powerful, at least five hundred pounds.

If a normal person was hit like this, he would probably have broken bones and tendons.

Zhang Yue’s ability to withstand blows is much stronger, but even so, he would still be injured.

However, Zhang Yue only retreated five or six steps, which was entirely due to his practice of the Eight-Section Brocade taught by the other party.

Because just after the old man hit him with his fist, the heat generated by practicing Ba Duan Jin in his body appeared involuntarily in his palms.

It was these forces that blocked the old man's attack.

After Uncle Li succeeded in his attack, he stopped attacking. He gave Zhang Yue a thumbs up, with praise all over his face:

"Amazing! You are indeed the legendary martial arts prodigy that only appears once in a thousand years."

Zhang Yue's mouth couldn't help but twitch twice:
"What the hell is this martial arts prodigy that only appears once in a million years? Didn't I just exchange a few moves with you?"

Of course he thought so in his heart, but when he spoke it became:

"Uncle Li, I don't know anything about martial arts. Can you tell me what happened just now?"

He told the other person about all the changes he felt in his body.

Uncle Li laughed when he heard this: "You should have heard of this thing called internal force."

Zhang Yue nodded and said, "I have seen a lot of martial arts movies. The so-called internal force is just fake." Zhang Yue is no stranger to internal force. He even had a dream of becoming a hero when he was young.

But as he grew older, this dream became increasingly faint, and in the end he even forgot about it.

Uncle Li smiled and explained: "Internal force is not fake, but the real internal force is different from the internal force in martial arts novels.

The main function of this internal force is to strengthen the body, and it cannot be relied on to attack others.

Just like you feel your body is getting hot now, and this heat can move quickly inside your body.

But that's all, you can't use this inner strength to attack others."

Zhang Yue nodded after hearing what he said, then frowned:
"Wait, that's not right, you just said that I can't use my internal energy to attack others, but when you punched me just now, you used almost 500 kilograms of force.

You are so old, your Qi and blood are already declining, how could you be so powerful without the support of internal force?"

Uncle Li smiled and said, "You don't understand this, right? When I attacked you just now, it wasn't because of my internal strength, but because of my own strength."

Zhang Yue was stunned: "Your own power? What is this?"

Uncle Li explained for a long time, but found that the other party was still unclear, and he became a little annoyed in an instant.

“Intrinsic strength is intrinsic strength.

The key to martial arts training is to train in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer, to train your muscles, bones and skin externally, and your breath internally.

Just like the internal strength you develop is a kind of internal training, and now you have been practicing for a relatively short time.

As long as you stick to it, your body will see noticeable changes in two or three years at most."

Zhang Yue was stunned when he heard him say this: "Wait for my body to undergo obvious changes? What changes?
Can I cultivate myself into a super turtle shell that is invulnerable to swords and guns and has the best defense?"

Uncle Li shook his head: "Of course not, my Ba Duan Jin can only strengthen the body.

If you practice for a long time, various minor ailments in your body will disappear.

If I'm not mistaken, you should have some problem with your cervical spine right now?"

Zhang Yue was stunned: "How do you know?"

Uncle Li chuckled and said, "Because I'm a doctor. I can tell at a glance if there's anything wrong with your cervical spine."

Zhang Yue dropped his jaw, and suddenly he realized:

"You came to Shanghai today to attend this medical exchange meeting, right?"

Uncle Li smiled and nodded: "Yes, I just came here to talk to other colleagues in China about my experience in practicing medicine over the years.

Why, are you here to attend the medical exchange meeting today as well?"

Zhang Yue nodded, feeling a little embarrassed:
“I have relatively little experience in medicine, and it is my greatest honor to be invited to participate.

Anyway, I can’t compare with you, Mr. Li.”

Uncle Li nodded: "That's true.

Well, that's all for today. Go to bed early and we'll see each other tomorrow if we're lucky."

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Zhang Yue quickly spoke up to remind him:
"Uncle Li, do you really not need to go to the hospital for a checkup?

If anything happens to your health after today, I will not be responsible."

The old man turned his head and laughed:
"Don't worry. Even if I die tomorrow from my injuries, I won't ask you for compensation."

After confirming that the other party had left, Zhang Yue also returned to his room to rest.

I flew from Paris to Zhongzhou and then from Zhongzhou to Shanghai these two days, and spent most of the time on the road.

So as soon as he lay down on the bed, he fell asleep immediately.

The next day, Zhang Yue and Ma Gangtie arrived at the medical exchange meeting as scheduled.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Yue saw about ten people gathered together, and he didn't know what they were doing.

He also walked over, and was surprised to find that in the crowd was Mr. Li, whom he bumped into last night.

But compared with yesterday's high spirits, Uncle Li looked a little depressed today.

Especially facing the accusations from the two young men opposite.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yue pushed aside the crowd and asked.

"What's going on? Why are you making things difficult for Mr. Li?"

As soon as these words came out, the two young men became unhappy instantly, and one of them said:
"Brother, you can't say that. The other party is practicing medicine illegally in our place.

Is it wrong for us to argue with him?"

After hearing this, Zhang Yue was stunned:

"Wait, what did you say? Practicing medicine illegally?"

The two young men nodded: "Yes, it is illegal practice of medicine."

Zhang Yue looked at the two men with a bad face, "Nonsense! How could Mr. Li be an upright man with superb medical skills and practice medicine illegally? You must be slandering him!
Don't think he's easy to bully just because he's old. Believe it or not, I'll send you straight in?"

Zhang Yue was very angry, this was a medical exchange meeting.

As an invited guest, Uncle Li's identity is here. I have to say that these two young people are really brave.

He looked around and saw the security guards coming on patrol. He was about to call them over to explain the situation.

Suddenly, Uncle Li pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Xiao Zhang, let's go!"

Zhang Yue was stunned. Although he didn't understand what was going on, since the other party said so, he nodded.

But before leaving, he glared at the two young men, his expression full of warning.

After Zhang Yue left, one of the young men said to the other young man:
"Why did you pull me just now? To deal with such an old liar, you should beat him to death with a stick instead of showing mercy."

Another young man said helplessly: "You think I don't want to? But do you know who is the one who scolded us?"

The young man was stunned for a moment: "Who is the other party? Is he famous? Why haven't I heard of him?"

The young man's expression suddenly became extremely strange: "No way, don't you usually watch live broadcasts?"

"Who said I don't watch live broadcasts? I watch it every day, okay?"

The young man suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Sorry, I almost forgot. Boss Zhang doesn't seem to broadcast live very often. Catching him is even harder than winning the lottery."

"No, I mean, what on earth are you talking about? Who is that person that's worthy of your being so startled?"

The young man said, "You haven't heard of Zhang Yue, but you should have heard of Qingwen Yiqi Powder and Huoxue Tongluo Pill, right?"

"You mean the two new miracle drugs developed by Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory? Of course I've heard of them.

How come this Zhang Yue is related to Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory?"

“Of course it is related, because these two magical medicines were invented by Zhang Yue.

It’s just that he’s usually quite low-key and doesn’t like to show off, so many people don’t know about it.”

The young man was stunned: "No way, the other party is really the boss of Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

He quickly took out a small notebook from his pocket and said, "Which direction did they go just now? I need to ask Boss Zhang to sign for me. He is my idol."

"How would I know? Besides, Boss Zhang has already misunderstood us. It won't be easy for you to get his autograph."

As they talked, regret was all over their faces.

On the other side, Zhang Yue followed Uncle Li to an empty corner.

Seeing Uncle Li looking around nervously, Zhang Yue was a little surprised: "What's wrong with you? Let's go and meet the organizer.

I had to ask them how they organized this event today, but they didn’t put any effort into it. I won’t come next time if they invite me.”

But Uncle Li quickly shook his head and said, "No, if you want to go, go by yourself. I'm not going."

(End of this chapter)