"Senior brother, how is Senior Brother Huangfu teaching?"

Morning class.

Hu Fei is a sleeping Arhat, staggering, eager to fall asleep with a wooden figure.

Morning class is over.

This guy woke up, his whole face was radiant, his eyes were as bright as copper bells, and he was very energetic at first glance.

"Today is the first lesson, answering questions and solving doubts, and I haven't entered the cultivation link yet."

Although it was to answer questions and solve doubts, Jiang Xuan gained a lot: "In the past, I was in the desert, and I only saw the brave and ruthless fighting between swordsmen, but I didn't see any masters, and I thought that martial arts masters were just like that, but today I realized that external training is external training, internal training is internal training, and the true qi realm master of internal training should not be humiliated." ”

Before.

Jiang Xuan has always been very confident in himself, and in his opinion, no flesh and blood can resist 7.62, not even an elephant.

Now.

He wasn't sure if 7.62 would be able to break the Grandmaster's True Qi of body protection, that thing could even be defended by a strong bow and crossbow, and it couldn't be hit with an anti-tank sniper rifle.

"That's right."

Suppressing the thoughts in his mind, Jiang Xuan also thought of one thing: "Senior Brother Huangfu's strength is so strong, and he is also among the best in the martial arts, a genius like him shouldn't be short of money, right, isn't there anyone who is optimistic about him and invests in him." ”

"This..."

Hu Fei looked left and right, and muttered in a low voice: "Someone has long thrown an olive branch to Senior Brother Huangfu, but Senior Brother Huangfu didn't agree, how to say it, Senior Brother Huangfu is very disgusted with those big families, and only wants to go down the mountain to join the army after stepping into the first-class realm." ”

Speaking of joining the army.

Hu Fei explained: "After the disciples of the mountain gate have achieved success in their studies, there are usually three routes to take, one is to stay in the mountain gate and get a deeper level of cultivation from the sect, and the other is to go down the mountain to join some big families and big forces and become family worshippers."

Another is to serve the imperial court, some people choose to join the military, some people choose to take refuge in a certain prince or prince, and some people choose to act chivalrous and righteous, become a god catcher, and benefit the people. ”

Nodding.

Hyakujugu Palace is a sacred place of martial arts.

The disciples who went down the mountain with the title of success in learning and art are all elites, and they must be quasi-first-class if they are not first-class.

It's just that I don't know what the price of going down the mountain is, the mountain gate will train you to become a talent, no matter how you look at it, I won't let you go without a little price.

"Jiang Xuan."

All the way back to the Silent Room.

As a new disciple of the Jing Fang, Deacon Huang will also arrange a task for Jiang Xuan: "From today onwards, you are responsible for going to the Tomb of the Ancestors and delivering food to Elder Yue. ”

"Yes, Deacon."

The disciples of the Jingfang had the duty of delivering food.

Jiang Xuan didn't react much to this, but he didn't know if Elder Yue was good to get along with: "Deacon, how is Elder Yue a person, do you have any preferences and taboos?" ”

"In the early years, Elder Yue was a famous hero on the rivers and lakes, and there were countless." Deacon Huang didn't hide it from him: "Later, I mistakenly killed my friend, and I felt guilty of it, so I stayed alone in the tomb of the sages and never went down the mountain again." ”

Jiang Xuan listened.

This is a noble and down-to-earth hero.

As for preferences and taboos.

Deacon Huang then continued: "There are no taboos, if you like it, like most martial arts practitioners, Elder Yue likes to drink, and it is a strong drink, and the rest is unknown." ”

The level of science and technology in the Hangu realm is not high.

In comparison, it was probably in the Tang and Song dynasties, and it was a world without gunpowder.

Wine.

It's all low-alcohol wines such as rice wine, fruit wine, and rice wine, even if it's some sorghum wine called spirits, which are actually more than 30 degrees.

Jiang Xuan pondered.

The deacon said before that befriending these elders can get guidance, and if you meet the eye, you can even have the opportunity to apprentice.

Of course.

Jiang Xuan never thought that he would be accepted by the elders when he first came to the mountain gate, and he could leave a good first impression.

"Jiang Xuan, a disciple of Jingfang, was ordered to deliver food to Elder Yue of the Ancestral Mound, this is my waist card."

Hold the waist card.

Jiang Xuan came to the dining room to pick up the meal.

Speaking of which, it is free for the disciples of the mountain sect to eat in the dining room, and the ordinary meals are large and full, and only the medicinal diet needs to spend extra money.

What about deacons and elders.

Further, they directly ate the small stove of medicinal food, in which the elder is a first-class stove, with two medicinal meals and a bottle of medicinal wine, and the deacon is a second-class stove, a medicinal diet and no wine.

"A bottle?"

The medicinal diet is fine.

A steamed lamb with snow lotus, a stewed hazel chicken with flower tail with ginseng, plus two ordinary stir-fried, a cold vegetable platter, a full five dishes, belong to the treatment of elders.

But not with wine.

It's the kind of small white porcelain bottle, at most it's three or five taels, and it's only a matter of two or three mouthfuls in the mouth.

"Senior brother, the supply of the sect is regulated, and it has always been like this."

Seeing that Jiang Xuan was a newcomer, the senior brother in the dining room pointed to the sign on the wall: "If you want to please the elders, you can add it yourself, whether it is medicinal wine or medicinal food, the price is clearly marked, you can add it however you want." ”

Jiang Xuan looked at the wall.

Yesterday, I followed Hu Fei to eat ordinary meals, and I really didn't come to the medicinal food area.

Take a look today.

Good things are good things, more than a dozen medicinal dishes are written crookedly, the cheapest steamed lamb with snow lotus costs thirty taels of silver, and the most expensive eight-treasure tonic soup costs one hundred taels.

Look at the medicinal wine again.

The secret rice wine medicinal wine is ten taels and one pound for ten years old, thirty taels for twenty years old, and fifty taels for thirty years old.

In addition to rice wine, there are also rice wine, fruit wine, sorghum wine, and lotus white.

But there is one thing that is the same, there is no less than ten taels of silver, no matter how you look at it, it is a way to make money.

"It's expensive, I'm too expensive, good things just have good prices, otherwise how do you think those high-level martial artists can eat thousands of taels of silver for a meal."

Seeing that Jiang Xuan was a little dumbfounded, the senior brother in the dining room snickered: "Let me tell you, eating these medicinal foods for a long time is very good for martial artists to polish their qi and blood, and their training strength is faster than others. ”

Jiang Xuan was curious: "Senior brother has eaten?" ”

"Of course." The senior brother in the dining room looked proud: "I'll eat what they have leftover." ”

Okay.

Cats have cat paths, rats have rat paths, and chicks don't pee, each with its own path.

"Senior brother, how much does Elder Yue drink?" Jiang Xuan asked again.

"More than a pound, less than two pounds."

Elder Yue also had to eat.

Before Jiang Xuan came, there were naturally other people who delivered food, so the amount of food and alcohol for these elders was clear to these disciples who were in charge of the medicinal food area.

"That's right."

Heroes light money and value righteousness.

Jiang Xuan thought about Elder Yue's character, and felt that it was difficult for such a person to be bought by money, if he really made a big show and bought a lot of wine and vegetables to send over, it would be easy to backfire: "Then add a pound of thirty-year-old red sorghum medicinal wine, and two more medicinal dishes." ”