Chapter 345

In the dining hall, hundreds of disciples were gathering for dinner on the first floor, when suddenly a figure rushed in, happened to see Er Hong and Wang Gang who were playing football together in the afternoon, and hurried forward and asked, "Wow, where did you get the food?" Ah? Can you give me something to eat?"

Wang Gang took out a small white ticket from his chest and said: "Aren't you a newcomer to our Love Valley? Why didn't you even get a meal ticket? Forget it. I'll treat you today. Take it." Find the master at the window, he will cook for you."

"It's such a trouble, and I still need a small ticket. Thank you brother, I'll treat you next time." Zhou Botong took the small ticket, thanked him, and ran towards the innermost window.

Fortunately, there are no disciples eating now, and the food is already on the table. He quickly came to the window and shouted: "Is there anyone? I want to eat, I want to eat."

"Who is it? Why is there still someone here?" I saw a fat man walking out from behind the door, holding an iron spoon in his hand, and said impatiently.

Looking up, Zhou Botong was reaching for the window with one hand, clutching the meal ticket tightly.

"Oh, let me go. Where did you come from? There are no such old disciples in Guzhong, right? A young man with a white head?" Seeing Zhou Botong's appearance, the fat chef couldn't help asking curiously.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to starve to death!" Zhou Botong stretched his hand into the window sill, intending to hand over the meal ticket to the man, but his face was already pressed against the wooden board, seeing that he was still there asking. Asking east and west, he couldn't help urging.

"Okay! What do you want to eat?" The fat cook didn't bother him any more, and said after taking the meal ticket.

Lifting the lids in front of him one by one, the heat immediately overflowed, and a strong vegetable aroma rushed to his face. Zhou Botong responded, "So the delicious food is here!"

"Today's dishes are sweet and sour loin meat, simmered tofu from Xiangxi, shredded sheepskin, crispy fried in oil, cabbage in white sauce, and seven-star fish ball soup. What would you like to eat?" The fat cook saw Zhou Botong as a newcomer. They came here, and they couldn't help introducing them enthusiastically. They are cooks because they like to see others eat their own dishes. Can you say something? A new customer came here today, so naturally he came to ask for a good review.

"This... so many delicious dishes? Then give me a copy!" Zhou Botong listened to it for a long time, but he didn't remember any of the names. He just looked at so many delicious dishes and couldn't pick one. It is like ordering food in a restaurant, and I want to order one for each.

"You're not afraid that you'll die, look at what's stuck on it!" Hearing this, the fat cook became displeased, pointing to his head and said.

Zhou Botong looked intently, only to see four characters deeply engraved on the wooden board: "No waste!"

"Eh... I've been hungry for a few days, so you can give me some!" Zhou Botong begged, with an expression of indescribable grievance.

The fat cook saw that it was not easy for him when he was old, so he picked up the plate and put some on him, saying: "You eat first, come when you don't have enough, okay?"

"Okay, okay, you're really a good person." Zhou Botong immediately put his expression down, hugged the plate and found a nearby seat to eat.

"Hmm...it's delicious, the mutton is too fragrant, and the tofu is also delicious. Try this soup, wow, there is really fish in the fish balls!" After eating a dish, he couldn't help but exclaimed, and the female disciples around him were smiling coquettishly, who knows where such a cute little old man came from.

Zhou Botong finished the food on the plate in a few strokes, and hurried to fill some more. When his food was delicious, a person beside him came slowly and sat down.

"Is it delicious?" The voice was soft and moving, very melodious.

The old naughty boy nodded without looking back: "

Delicious, delicious, uh... I've lived for so long, and I've never eaten such a delicious dish. "

"If it's delicious, eat more, it's the last meal after all!"

Hearing this, the old naughty boy couldn't help but stop the movements of his hands abruptly. Looking sideways, he saw Hua'er looking at him with a smile on his face, and he was shocked.

"Ouch, you...you...you..."

Hua'er snorted coldly and said, "Let's go quickly after eating! We have a lot of delicious food and fun in the valley, so I won't leave you as a big Buddha."

The old naughty boy couldn't help feeling troubled, and said with a wry smile, "Why do you insist on worshiping me as your teacher?"

"My nine sisters have their own destinations, but I am the only one who has achieved nothing and mediocre martial arts. How can I feel at ease? Asking you to be my teacher is nothing more than thinking that you are capable and I want to learn from you. Although I am not a talented martial arts wizard, But it's okay to ask yourself, why don't you accept me as an apprentice, as long as you become my master, why don't you come and leave this Valley of Love whenever you want, what delicacies can't you eat?"

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Seeing that the old naughty boy's tone has softened, Hua'er can't help hitting the railway while it's hot.

"This..." Hearing Hua'er's words, the old naughty boy couldn't help being silent. With such benefits, he is willing to accept ten apprentices, let alone one, but the other party is Hua'er whose expression is quite similar to Ying Gu's. Son...

"Hey, I took her as my apprentice and treated her as my own daughter, just like little Huang Rong, so why should I feel sorry for Ying Gu, teaching her martial arts is just a matter of effort, I don't know what happened to the stupid apprentice in the desert, Accept another disciple to pass on my mantle, so that my martial arts will not be turned into a cup of loess with me in the future!"

The old naughty boy felt clear for a while, thinking that he secretly decided to treat this girl better this afternoon, but he didn't expect to offend her in a blink of an eye, it really shouldn't be, so he said quickly: "Can't I accept you as an apprentice?"

"What?" Hua'er was preparing her emotions, when she suddenly heard the old naughty boy's unreasonable sentence, she didn't realize it, and asked again.

The old naughty boy sighed and said, "I'll take you as an apprentice and just teach you martial arts!"

"Eh? Really? You won't be lying to me again, right?" Hua'er said in disbelief, why did he suddenly figure it out.

"I won't lie to you, but I have to wait until I finish eating." Zhou Botong said aggrievedly, clutching his half-full stomach.

"Naturally, Chef Fang, add more dishes." Hua'er immediately called out to the fat cook in the window.

The fat cook's surname is Fang, and other people call him Chef Fang. After all, the disciples in the entire Hog Hall are responsible for the food for everyone in Qinggu, and their own food is naturally not too bad, and stealing food is a must. Therefore, the tickets everyone eats are fat and strong, and they are big fat people, so it is very difficult to distinguish them with fat cooks.

"Okay! Second Miss has waited for you and will come right away."

Speaking of which, Chef Fang approached the back kitchen, and in a short while, he took out a big pot, which contained everything, and he couldn't finish it even if he broke his stomach.

...

After the meal was full, the old urchin burped and went out of the cafeteria with Hua'er with a big belly.

"Master, I will arrange a place for you to live here. When will you teach me martial arts?" Seeing that the old urchin had slowed down, Hua'er asked.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll teach you tomorrow. Since you have accepted me as your teacher, I still need to explain some things to you, so that you don't even know who I am Zhou Botong in the future." The old urchin said solemnly. As a disciple, he has a part of his selfishness, but he can't be greedy for fun because of this, and he still has to teach what should be taught.

Hua'er was also slightly taken aback, she didn't expect that her master would

When he was still serious, he responded, "Say it."

He said slowly: "My name is Zhou Botong, as you know, I don't need to say more, the founder of the Quanzhen sect, Wang Chongyang, is my senior brother, he has passed away for many years, he has these seven disciples, I What kind of Quanzhen Seven are you bragging to yourself, one died more than ten years ago, and the other disappeared five years ago, and now there are five of them, and it is estimated that there will be no face-to-face meetings, so I will not introduce them!"

"Hmm... it's gone?" Hua'er said hello with a full face, and co-authored a lot of introductions, only two names appeared, co-authored to say how lonely it is!

"Oh, there's one more thing, I almost forgot, you have a younger brother named Yeluqi in the desert, but I haven't seen him for almost ten years, you just need to understand." Zhou Botong almost turned that silly apprentice Forgot, even though I don't like him now, he is my apprentice after all, so I have to mention it.

Hua'er was puzzled and asked: "That's not right! Master, shouldn't he be a senior brother? How did he become a senior brother?"

"Oh, I don't like that kid. Can you be my senior sister and him my junior?" Zhou Botong waved his hands and said, anyway, he doesn't bother to care about these secular rules. Take care of yourself!

Hua'er also nodded, and said: "That's not bad, senior sister is better than deceitful sister!"

"Hey, it's great if you can think like this, maybe you can play with my old naughty boy, but my stupid apprentice can't do it, if I let him know, he will definitely be nagging at me again, sometimes I really don't know whether he is the master or I am the master, he is even more verbose than my senior brother!" At this moment, Zhou Botong really looked at Hua'er, and felt that she was not as she appeared on the surface. She is so gentle and courteous, but on the contrary, she is a little dark-bellied, so it is quite in line with my own mind!

"Then why did you and I accept him as an apprentice back then?" Hua'er was puzzled. According to Master's personality, he might not even look down on such a rigid person, so why would he accept him as an apprentice!

"Oh, speaking of this, I was so pissed off. Eleven years ago, I went to the desert alone to play, and I met that little doll, Yeluqi. Playful and fun, I thought that if I accepted such a fun apprentice in the future, wouldn't there be a little naughty boy after my old naughty boy? I never thought that the bigger he was, the less he would look like me, and the bigger he would be, the more disciplined he would be , it's not fun at all, so, in a fit of anger, I will never meet him again, and I will not allow him to admit to others that he is my apprentice!"

Even thinking about it now, the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up, looking very disappointed.

Hua'er was stunned, she didn't expect it to be like this, it seems that she might not have a chance to meet this junior brother in this life, so she asked again: "Junior brother, is he a Mongolian?"

Now the Song Dynasty is fighting fiercely with Mongolia. Although she is a daughter's family, she does not pay less attention to the affairs of her family and country. Otherwise, there will not be more and more disciples in this Valley of Love. Even if you don't hate all Mongolians, you have to say Favor, that is also not there.

"He is a descendant of the Liao Dynasty, not a Mongol. I have heard the rumors over the years. Although the stupid apprentice is not lovable, he has not harmed the people of the Song Dynasty. Otherwise, I would not be the first to spare him." Zhou Botong replied. Why is he also from the Song Dynasty, and his senior brother spent most of his life serving the country loyally. If the apprentices he taught turned around and killed the people of the Song Dynasty, how could he face him when he was under the Nine Springs in the future!

The two walked and chatted, Hua'er arranged a guest room for him nearby, not too far away from her, so that he could make trouble again.

After setting up the old urchin, Hua'er walked slowly towards the deep bamboo forest.