Manhattan at noon.
A red food truck was parked on the street.
"Yo yo check it out, come get a set of chinese savory crepe..."
Attracted by the enchanting music, office workers came in an endless stream to buy chinese savory crepe.
Li Pu's stall was not in Hells Kitchen, but rather not far from the iconic "Big Golden Bull" on Wall Street.
He found this "Feng Shui Treasure Land" when he strung up those Vampires on lampposts last time.
This place is very close to the New York Stock Exchange. Capital never sleeps, and people work 24 hours a day in the surrounding office buildings.
Even though every Wall Street worker has the Heaven-Defying ability to sit in front of a computer all day with a cup of coffee and a pack of cigarettes.
But as long as they are carbon-based life forms, they still need to eat when hungry.
Compared to nearby restaurants where a meal starts at at least three digits, and pizza places where delivery is always late, the grab-and-go food truck is undoubtedly more attractive to them.
Jianbing for 8 U.S. dollars a piece, with extra bacon and sausage at an additional cost. In just one morning, he made a net profit of five or six hundred U.S. dollars.
Even with a conservative estimate, he could sell over a thousand U.S. dollars worth in a day.
It can only be said that even if they are all workers, the consumption power of Wall Street workers is indeed far ahead of other places.
Little Broly and little Koz also joined him at the stall. The two children set up a small stand next to the food truck, specializing in selling "Violently Smashed Lemonade."
It doesn't matter how much they sell.
Li Pu just wanted them to train, to get used to "handling things gently" in daily life through "Violently Smashed Lemonade."
The specific method was that each of the two brothers held a "big iron hammer" that Li Pu welded from a barbell bar and solid stainless steel blocks. They aimed at an ice bucket on the ground filled with ice and lemons, each taking a turn, trying to restrain their strength to only squeeze juice from the lemons without smashing through the road directly.
Thump, thump, thump... Lemon juice splattered, the ground trembled slightly, causing many passing Wall Street elites to stare in astonishment, forgetting to move even with their coffee in hand.
"Very good, very spirited!"
After finishing the lunch rush, Li Pu turned off the electric stove and walked out of the food truck.
After praising little Broly and little Koz, he picked up a paper cup and filled it with a large cup of iced lemonade made by his two good sons.
Mmm, so sweet.
Just as he was about to pack up, a "homeless man" who had been watching the two children violently smash lemons for a long time, with his arms crossed as if watching a show, actually walked over.
The man had a scraggly beard and was carrying a tattered travel bag, but from his features, it was clear he wasn't very old.
"Hmm?"
Li Pu sensed someone approaching and curiously glanced at the man, because he perceived that the Qi on this person was a bit strange.
Little Broly had a similar feeling.
"Dad, that uncle has two kinds of Qi."
This child's perception of Qi was more acute than Li Pu's, and he could instantly and accurately determine where the "strange" part was.
And although little Koz didn't have his brother Broly's ability, he could "see" fragments of the future.
"Dad, that uncle's fist glows!" little Koz said in a childish voice, biting his finger.
Two kinds of Qi in his body, glowing fists... Li Pu thought of a Marvel TV series he had watched a few episodes of before, where the protagonist was a man whose fists glowed.
When the man approached, he first performed a very "Chinese" cupped-fist salute, then asked Li Pu: "Excuse me, are you training your children?"
Li Pu didn't sense any malice from the man's Qi, and besides, he remembered that this man seemed to be a superhero, not some super villain.
So, he didn't hide anything and directly replied: "Yes, my two children are exercising. But they are practicing for fun on their own, I'm not leading them."
"I see, no wonder."
The man nodded in "sudden realization."
"I've noticed, these two children are very talented. If in Kun... they will definitely become excellent warriors in the future.
However, their training methods are still a bit rudimentary; perhaps I can offer them some suggestions."
Since the man said so, Li Pu had no reason to refute.
After all, he himself came from an unconventional background, and many Cultivation methods he figured out on his own.
Since the man was willing to teach, it wasn't a bad thing for the two children to learn more.
After getting Li Pu's consent, the man wasted no more words and immediately threw his backpack to the ground.
Then, on the sidewalk beside the road, he performed a set of boxing techniques with a very, even twelve-part, Chinese style.
He punched with powerful force, occasionally emitting strange whistling sounds, attracting many passersby to watch.
Some people thought he was "street performing," and upon seeing him, they applauded and even offered him some loose change and coins.
"No, I'm..."
Seeing people giving him money, the man was clearly a bit bewildered.
But just as he was about to say something, his stomach inconveniently let out a "grumbling" sound.
"In China, a Mr. Lu Xun once said - 'Man is iron, food is steel; one meal missed, hunger's real.'"
Li Pu said this with a smile in Chinese.
The man's face immediately showed a surprised expression, because he truly didn't expect to hear a language more familiar than his native English in Manhattan.
"Are you Chinese?"
Li Pu nodded: "Business is done, we three are about to have lunch. Would you like a bowl of authentic Zhajiangmian?"
Upon hearing Zhajiangmian, the man's eyes immediately lit up: "Can I have a few cloves of garlic?"
Eating noodles without garlic, half the flavor is lost.
Why not?
So, the man ate a large bowl of Zhajiangmian with minced meat and egg that Li Pu served him, accompanied by shredded cucumber, soaked soybeans, and a few peeled garlic cloves.
Of course, Broly and Koz also each held a bowl of rice, sitting on small stools and eating with great relish.
"I never thought that after returning to America, I could still eat such authentic Chinese food in Manhattan..."
After finishing a bowl of noodles, Li Pu poured him a strong cup of jasmine tea, and the man couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
And with that sigh, his conversation floodgates opened.
He told Li Pu that his name was Daniel, and that he went to China when he was very young and grew up there.
He proudly said that even in China, the birthplace of martial arts, his own kung fu was among the best.
Getting excited, Daniel even said to little Broly and little Koz, seemingly jokingly: "I've seen Dragons, do you believe me?
Oh, no, do you know what a Dragon is? Not those big lizards with wings, but..."
He thought the two children wouldn't be familiar with Chinese Dragons, but to his surprise, little Broly said: "I know! The East Sea Dragon King is named Ao Guang, and the Four Sea Dragon Kings combined couldn't beat Son Goku, and they even gave that little monkey a lot of gifts!"