Chapter 11 Taking a sword and entering the museum are ordinary

After chatting, Lin Jiangbei took out a sword case made of mahogany from under the counter in the room, the box was not big, but it weighed enough for an adult. When Yang Si pressed his arms against the bottom of the box, he felt an astonishing weight that almost brought him to the ground.

"Senior brother, what's in here, why is it so heavy?" Yang Si Si lifted five breaths out of thin air and was physically and mentally exhausted, as if he had a sense of detachment, so he laboriously put the sword box back on the table and looked at it carefully.

Lin Jiangbei pointed to the lid of the box with his chin and said, "Open it and see, you will know, this is a gift from the master." ”

Yang Si Si stretched out his hand against the side of the sword box, there was a button in between, and when he pressed the button, he heard the sword box make a "click" sound, and the wooden board at the head of the box opened in response, revealing its face.

"It can't be some kind of Divine Sword, right? This ······" Yang Si Si stared at the inside of the sword box in shock, his expression was stunned, and he turned his head to look at Lin Jiangbei again, only to see him nodding at himself with a smile, and then he confirmed that this was the real gift that the master gave him - a wooden sword.

"The master said that your cultivation is shallow, and you still need to practice more to teach your "Tongmai Sword", and the matching one will give you a wooden sword, which is no different from an ordinary iron sword, and it is extremely hard, so that you can practice well, don't delay your practice. By the way, the master knows that you are in a shy predicament now, so he found you a job in a noodle restaurant outside the Xue Palace, hoping that you will not live up to the master's expectations. ”

Yang Si Si comprehended it, and turned his eyes to the wooden sword: "This sword, how can there be words on it, 'ordinary'?" ”

"Yes, this sword is called 'ordinary', according to the master's style, I guess I want you to be an extraordinary person in ordinary life. Okay, let's go, let's go to the noodle shop first, the noodle shop chef should still be waiting for you. Lin Jiang didn't push Yang Si Si to go out, but his steps were staggering.

Yang Sinian hurriedly grabbed his senior brother's wrist and called him: "Senior brother, then I'll go first, you go slowly, be careful not to fall." ”

The noodle restaurant is located in Xiangshan Street, east of the Xue Palace, near Luoyan Lake, and is a treasure of feng shui.

When I walked up to the door, I saw a huge door number hanging on the beam, and there were four bright characters on it, "Ordinary Noodle Restaurant".

"This noodle shop has two floors, and you can see the domineering decoration inside from the door, and even some ingenuity, but it is called 'ordinary', which is really interesting. Why didn't I pay attention before? ”

Yang Sinian is a native of Qingshui County, and he has visited the streets of the county, large and small, with his sister, and he has more or less contact with the famous and down-and-out shops. And now this "ordinary noodle restaurant" feels quite unfamiliar to him, as if he has never been here. It's weird, too.

"Ordinary noodle restaurant, it's really unique, eh, today is not a day of rest, why don't you see customers inside?" Yang Si Si entered the house with his senses, there were screens on the left and right sides of the floor, and there were wooden sandalwood wine tables everywhere, large and small, a total of sixteen.

The walkway leads all the way upstairs, and a path forks out to return to the kitchen, from which Xiao Er also picks up and drops off the noodle bowl. On the right-hand side is the counter, which is empty.

"There is no one in sight, even at the counter, so I am not afraid that someone will steal the money?" Yang Sinian turned his head to look at the street outside, and the pedestrians stopped and stopped, but none of them stopped here, and they didn't even see anyone look at it. Amazing!

"Big brother? Hey, you're Brother Lin's junior brother! At this moment, he was carrying a wooden bucket with a cramped swill, and a slight yellow halo was stained on his white sleeves, obviously he had just been busy.

Yang Sisi was not familiar with this doll, but he only knew that Lin Jiangbei was quickly found with his help, and he could be regarded as half of his life-saving benefactor. However, Xiao Waist has a lot to do with Lin Jiangbie, since that day, he will often go to Lin Jiangbie, saying that he wants to worship him as his second master, but in fact, he is here to play with him. However, although he is young, he is also sensible, and when Fan Lin Jiangbei is practicing and studying, he will not disturb at all, but silently climb the wall of the school palace, and then jump to the trunk of the Tsubaki tree, and observe quietly.

Yang has only met a few times in four years, and most of them have never talked, after all, he also has courses assigned by his master to practice.

However, Xiao Yuanzi has rarely visited Lin Jiangbei in the Academy Palace since half a month ago, and I heard that it was his noodle restaurant master who found him a wise man to teach him kung fu. I never knew who that man was.

Judging from Yang's four years, this may also be a big opportunity. For these ordinary people, if they can meet a great person who has attained the Tao as a master to teach a skill, it is better than picking up a piece of gold at hand.

"Small waist? How could you······ Hey, wait, you're not going to work in this noodle shop, are you? Yang Si probably guessed the reason, just to confirm it again.

Not surprisingly, Xiao Waist put down the swill bucket, wiped his two little hands twice on the coat of his clothes, and waved at Yang Si Si again, indicating that his own hands had been wiped dry.

"That's right, my master is the boss here, so I'm here to help the master. Hehe, the villagers call me a little boss. Eh, big brother, why are you here alone? Brother Lin, didn't you come with you? Yang Sisi clearly saw a faint trace of loss in the eyes of the little waist, and he was not as bright as before.

"Senior brother? Oh, he is practicing in the Xue Palace, I am because of the master, Mr. Fang found a job for me here, and asked me to report here, but I didn't expect you to be there. Well, by the way, where is your master? Yang Si Si leaned down, just at the level of his small waist.

The little waist nodded timidly, quite unexpectedly, and then said eagerly: "Then the big brother won't rob the little boss with me, right?" ”

This question made Yang Si Si stunned, but when he reacted, he showed an amiable smile and said, "Don't worry, I'm just here to help, how can I fight with you for that?" Okay, can you tell me where your master is? On the first day, I always have to make a good impression on him, right? ”

Xiao Xianzi nodded, turned sideways, stretched out his right hand and pointed towards the kitchen, "My master is inside, big brother, go in quickly, it's going to be late, and the master won't have time to entertain you at that time." ”

Although he didn't know why, Yang Si Si still followed the guidance of his little waist into the noodle restaurant kitchen.

The kitchen was smoky, and even the air was filled with a smell of oil, and the pot sometimes burst out with a "sizzle" sound.

Standing in front of the iron pot was a middle-aged man with a fat body and a fat face, he was dressed in gray casual clothes, with a black beard, hair on his arms, and his right hand dancing the pot and spoon was vigorous and powerful.

The spatula and the iron pot collide and intertwine, making a crisp "click" sound. It seems that this person is the master in the mouth of Xiao Yuanzi.

"Come on, let's watch from the side." The chef cooks the signature butter noodles non-stop, and the technique is skillful, without the slightest delay, and the depth of skill can be seen.

After cooking for a quarter of an hour, I saw that the master took out his free time, but unexpectedly, pedestrians entered the door one after another, as if it was a convention, and they all picked this time.

"Wait a little longer." The master just replied flatly, and then did not fall on Yang Sisi at a glance, and turned to worry about his customers.

And Xiao Lianzi also found the right time to come to help, acting as the second child of the store, serving meals and serving dishes to the guests one by one, but from beginning to end, he only saw them order one kind of noodles - butter and meat noodles.

Yang Sinian glanced at the shadow of the chimney outside the window and estimated the approximate time at this time, which was still a quarter of an hour away from noon.

Yang Si Si suddenly had a number in his mind, and the rule of this ordinary noodle restaurant is probably that it is open a quarter of an hour before noon every day, and only this craft is available every day. It's just that it can retain guests, but it is also the master's craftsmanship, otherwise no matter how delicious it is, there will always be a time when you get tired.

Seeing the little waist's footsteps brisk and vigorous, from the table number to the end of the sixteenth, the little waist hurried endlessly, not daring to relax for a moment. In addition to his steady pace, Yang Si Si paid attention to his excellent balance when serving plates.

Even if the small waist walks fast, he never pays attention to the pedestrians on the bypass, and can still maintain the balance of the noodle bowl every time he lands, and there is no oil stain or the slightest mistake.

In the dark, Yang Si Si felt that if he let himself fight to the death with this little waist, he would definitely be pressed to the ground at the same age. Thinking of this, I breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, I am older, my roots and bones are complete, and I have to be more stable, so that I will not be bullied by his little hairy child.

"Almost, go help him." The old master suddenly spoke, but saw that his eyes never fell elsewhere, and he was clearly still engrossed in the pot in his hand, and he could calculate the time, it was noon, and he was impartial.

"Yes." Yang Sinian didn't dare to ask more, just bent his waist, and then took the wooden plate from the master's side, loaded two noodle bowls, and then took a steady step all the way to the number of the table and sent it out.

There was a faint glimpse of the afterglow, and the old master shook his head helplessly, and then hurriedly threw himself into his work, his hands were slightly red and swollen, thinking that his hands should have been burned by oil droplets.

"Little waist, come, I'll help you." After Yang Si Si finished delivering a table, he immediately took the plate of the little waist and sent it to him. The little waist was happy, grinned and handed the dinner plate to Yang Si Si, and jumped towards the kitchen alive.

"This kid is a little similar to his sister, but he is a little smaller, alas, it's okay, let's complete the task given to me by the master first, I can't let the guests wait." Yang Sinian smiled, but he had a cheerful expression of hospitality, which made the guests happy to hear it.

"Little brother, new face, when did you come here to work? Chef Chen at the noodle restaurant is not friendly, but you have the courage to do it. The guest gave him a thumbs up in admiration.