Chapter 315: Cheng Yunhai steals chickens
Luo Jiuying found a new pair of shoes to put on, while Cheng Yunhai was still jumping on one foot outside the door to find another shoe.
When the two old men put on their shoes, the two little apprentices didn't know where they had gone.
"Woohoo...... Smack. The two masters just wanted to turn around and go back to the room, when two shoes flew over from a distance and almost hit Luo Jiuying and Cheng Yunhai.
Well! It's OK!
These two little apprentices are indeed itchy!
"Chase." Luo Jiuying shouted, picked up his light skills and chased in the direction where the shoes were flying.
Cheng Yunhai hurriedly followed.
Bai Qianmo and Ye Muchen desperately escaped in front, and the two masters chased after them.
"Hurry up, Eighth Sister, hurry up, Master is about to catch up."
Bai Qianmo gritted her teeth and accelerated, her two little short legs were upside down as if she had stepped on a hot wheel, and only afterimages could be seen with the naked eye.
Luo Jiuying understood that these two babies were really itchy and wanted to train hard.
Gotcha!
How can this little wish not satisfy them?
The two masters kept chasing, and with Luo Jiuying's strength, it was easy to catch up with the child, but he deliberately kept a certain distance from the two little apprentices.
Once the two children have slowed down, he increases his speed a little and makes a gesture to grab them.
Ye Muchen turned his head to look at Luo Jiuying behind him, and shouted strangely: "Eighth sister, run, the big bad wolf is coming!" Hahahaha......"
The corners of Luo Jiuying's mouth twitched again and again.
Boy!
The little bunny actually thinks of him as a big bad wolf!
All right!
The big bad wolf is the big bad wolf, and the little lamb cub is also gone.
Cheng Yunhai's light skills are too much worse than Luo Jiuying, and he has already lagged behind a lot.
But he still heard Ye Muchen's strange scream, which almost made him laugh.
Anyway, I couldn't catch up, so I just slowed down and chased slowly in the direction where the three left.
Luo Jiuying's master and apprentice were training and playing at the same time, and soon ran to the outskirts of the capital.
After playing for a while, the three of them found a leeward place to sit down and rest.
Luo Jiuying hugged Bai Qianmo into her arms and didn't let her sit on the cold stone.
Bai Qianmo, who was nestled in Luo Jiuying's arms, felt a little hungry.
"Yikes! I'm going to be a little hungry tonight, Master, why don't we get some supper! β
Luo Jiuying said dotingly: "Go back and eat!" On this big night, it's in the suburbs, where is there anything to eat? β
Bai Qianmo smiled mischievously: "Yes, Master, you and Seventh Brother go and get some firewood to make a fire, let's get a flower chicken to eat." β
Luo Jiuying looked at Bai Qianmo's small satchel: "Do you still have chickens in this bag?" β
"Well, you and Brother Qi went to find firewood to make a fire, and took out the chickens to prepare."
"No problem, tonight as a teacher, I'll try the flower chicken made by Mo'er."
As soon as Luo Jiuying's words fell, Cheng Yunhai's voice sounded not far away: "What? You don't go back to sleep in the middle of the night, you want to make a flower chicken here? What kind of chicken is called a flower chicken? β
Bai Qianmo replied with a smile: "Second Master, the apprentice is hungry and wants to get some supper to eat, let's make a flower chicken to eat."
Calling the flower chicken is actually called the way of eating that Hanako has researched, and it is also called a beggar. β
Cheng Yunhai turned around and walked back after hearing this.
Bai Qianmo asked, "Second Master, where are you going?" Don't you eat called flower chicken? β
Cheng Yunhai smiled dotingly: "Aren't you going to eat called flower chicken?" No chickens! Go steal one for the teacher and come back. β
Bai Qianmo looked at Luo Jiuying.
Luo Jiuying shook his head slightly: "Don't worry about him, just let him go!" Let's go prepare firewood. β
"Okay!"
Waiting for Cheng Yunhai to walk away, Luo Jiuying said: "Mo'er, it's not that you can't believe your second master, it's just that this kind of thing is far beyond the scope of what ordinary people can accept, let him slowly adapt to it." β
Bai Qianmo nodded: "Well, Master, the apprentice knows." β
The three masters and apprentices were chatting while preparing firewood.
On the other side, Cheng Yunhai came to the courtyard of a farmer, confirmed that the family had chickens, and tiptoed into the courtyard.
The chicken pen was in the corner under the eaves of the main house, and Cheng Yunhai slowly approached.
When he opened the chicken pen and put his hand into the chicken coop, the chickens in the chicken pen instantly screamed.
"Who?" A man's scolding voice came from inside the room.
Afterwards, candles lit up in the room.
Cheng Yunhai grabbed one casually, then closed the chicken pen, threw down a little broken silver at the small door of the chicken pen, jumped out of the courtyard with the chicken, and ran to the suburbs.
The farmer opened the door and happened to see Cheng Yunhai carrying the back of the chicken, grabbed a hoe and chased it out.
Cheng Yunhai said as he ran: "Fellow, this chicken will be sold to the old man, the old man at the door of your chicken pen has put the silver, go back and get it!" β
How could the farmer easily believe it, still carrying a hoe and chasing after him?
Cheng Yunhai had no choice but to carry light work, and several ups and downs disappeared from the sight of farmers.
Seeing that the person who stole the chicken knew martial arts, the farmer did not dare to chase it anymore.
Although it is distressing to lose a chicken, but the loss of life, what should I do with my daughter-in-law and children?
The farmer reluctantly returned home.
As soon as he entered the yard, the farmer's wife said, "The master, have you caught up?" Who is it? β
The farmer shook his head: "I didn't catch it, I'm still a practitioner, and I don't dare to continue chasing." β
"If you don't catch it, forget it, we won't lose anything, this person is really, why don't you knock on the door and buy it directly if you want to buy a chicken? Put the money at the door of the chicken pen and run. β
"Heβdid he really keep the money?"
"Of course it's true, it's quite a lot, it's enough to buy two."
The farmer glanced at the distance: "Forget it, he's already gone, let's go back to the house!" β
As soon as Luo Jiuying's master and apprentice prepared the firewood, Cheng Yunhai came back with a fresh big rooster.
Bai Qianmo smiled and asked, "Second Master, did you really steal this chicken?" β
"If it wasn't stolen for the teacher, could it be that it was stolen by your master?"
"You're not being discovered, are you?"
Cheng Yunhai smiled embarrassedly: "I was discovered, and I was chased all the way with a hoe, but I left silver at the small door of the chicken coop for the teacher."
Mo'er, the chicken is there, but we don't even have salt, can the chicken called flower chicken be delicious? β
Bai Qianmo patted the small satchel: "Second master, the apprentice has spices, we used to go to the mountains to train, so the apprentices carry the seasonings with them!" β
"That's good, but there is no boiling water, and this chicken feather can't be plucked, what should I do?"
Bai Qianmo's words were not shocking: "Even the chicken feathers are roasted together." β
Luo Jiuying, Cheng Yunhai and Ye Muchen almost dropped their jaws.
Bai Qianmo smiled mischievously: "Second Master, you get rid of all the internal organs in the chicken's belly, and leave the rest to the apprentice." β
"Alright! Get it for the teacher. β
Bai Qianmo put her hand into the small satchel and took out spices such as green onions, ginger, and salt from the space.
Then let Ye Muchen prepare some mud.
Waiting for Cheng Yunhai to remove the internal organs of the chicken, Bai Qianmo stuffed all the prepared seasonings into the chicken's belly, and then took out the needle and thread to sew up the mouth of the chicken's buttocks.