Liguang Town, a relatively prosperous town, is three hundred miles away from Liuyun Mountain.

In the small town of Fang City, a steamed bun shop, the front of the door is written with Changji steamed buns.

"This young man, what do you eat? Our store specializes in making all kinds of meat and vegetable buns and meat and vegetable soup. And that great chicken soup ravioli. ”

Lin Zhanqing opened his mouth and said: "A cage of big meat buns, a bowl of chicken soup vegetarian wontons." ”

"Well, sir, wait a minute. A cage of big meat buns, a cage of good chicken soup wontons. ”

Lin Zhanqing picked up a bun, which was the size of a fist. When you bite into it, the meat is fragrant and rich, and your mouth is full of soup. I tasted a wonton with a soup spoon, the skin was thin and the filling was smooth, and the chicken broth was mellow and unusually delicious. I couldn't help but praise:

"Good craftsmanship!"

"Looks like this bun is really good!"

A young man in purple, tall, handsome, with a three-point evil charm. sat down on Lin Zhanqing's table and wanted to eat the buns. It was Ling Jian Sect's Palace Flame!

"You, why are you, why are you here, don't try to snatch my bun today!"

Lin Zhanqing protected the bun and pulled the wonton bowl over.

"What's wrong with me. I can't come to this Liguang Town. Alas, alas, it's a good acquaintance. What's wrong with inviting me to eat a few buns? You're not going to run out of money, are you?"

"No money, two masters! It's not easy to run a small shop. You can't take credit. ”

Somehow, the guy who ran the hall was particularly sensitive to the word "no money". hurriedly came, laughing and forgiving. I'm afraid of running into a defaulter.

Lin Zhanqing glared at Gong Yan, his eyes full of disgust and disdain.

Gong Yan blinked, feeling that his heart was empty.

"Ahem, how many kinds of stuffed buns are there in the store. ”

"Master, who are you?" the man asked in a low voice, bending over.

"Nonsense! Look at the clothes of the two masters, it looks like they have no money?"

"You two must be the young masters of a big family, how can I not even see this. This temperament, this look. It's definitely not comparable to a small family. ”

"Uh-huh. I asked how many kinds of buns we have in the store?"

Gong Yan looked proud.

Lin Zhanqing snickered at the corner of his mouth, and he saw it as a joke.

"Pork, beef, mutton, three fresh...... There are eight types of steamed buns. ”

"Eight kinds of buns, the same cage. ”

"Ahh Master, our store is full of stuffed buns. You two can't eat so much. ”

Gong Yan didn't answer, took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom and put it on the table.

When the man saw this, his eyes lit up, and he gently picked up the silver with both hands.

"Eight kinds of buns, the same cage. Then prepare two bowls of good three-fresh chicken soup wontons for the two distinguished guests, and give them to the shop. If there is a place where the hospitality is not good, please bear with me. ”

"Eight Long Buns? What's wrong with you? Being locked up by Ling Jian Sect? Dying of starvation?"

"The last time I robbed you of breakfast, I wrote it off. ”

"What does it matter if you can't write off or not? You and I are not at odds with each other, and it is impossible for us to be friends. ”

Gong Yan was stunned for a moment when he heard Lin Zhanqing's words, and then he covered his stomach and laughed.

"I didn't expect you to be such a pedantic person. Lin Zhanqing is a friend, so don't make friends.

After Gong Yan finished speaking, he turned his head and left.

"The buns of the two masters are here, this is the three fresh chicken soup wontons sent by the shop. Alas, why did this young master leave?"

"Leave him alone. Eight steamed buns for me. ”

Lin Zhanqing didn't look at Gong Yan, picked up the wontons, and ate and drank violently.

Gong Yan walked a dozen steps, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and disappeared into Liguang Town.

Liuyun Mountain, Heyuan Hall, dining room.

"Zhan'er! But I miss my sister to death! Eat slowly, a big jar of ginseng and chicken soup is enough for you to eat. ”

"Uh-huh. The ginseng chicken soup stewed by Shi Niang herself, but I haven't eaten it for some days. ”

"Zhan'er's skills have progressed rapidly in the past few months, and he has completely mastered the ancient wilderness. Only I, Han Molin, can have such a good apprentice. The other hall masters can't do it, they don't have this blessing. them off!"

"Daddy, mother, stop arguing. Let Brother Zhan ...... Senior Brother Lin, let's finish the chicken soup!"

Han Yuning seemed to feel that she had said the wrong thing, and her face turned red.

Han Molin and his wife only thought that they were blind and deaf, and they didn't know anything.

Lin Zhanqing held the chicken leg in his left hand and the soup spoon in his right hand. From time to time, I will pick up the jar and drink soup. The eating appearance is rough, like gluttony.

"This kid seems to be starving. You can't save money when you're out and about, you should eat and drink, don't calculate. Don't learn from your master's slamming man!"

"Uh-huh. Shi Niang is right, she didn't save money. The food outside is far worse than ours at home, not a taste. It didn't go well with the food. ”

"This kid has such a sweet mouth. Eating outside, how can it be compared with the craftsmanship of the master. Mrs. Han covered her mouth and chuckled when she was praised for her white painting, and she couldn't be happy.

"Who can't slam the door enough! I'm also not short of food, clothing, and chewing. Our meal with Yuantang has always been of a high standard, and that meal is not a big fish and meat. ”

"Dad! Mother! Don't quarrel! You can't have anything else but quarrel every day!"

"Okay! Ning'er is angry! Let's go out and let their senior sister and brother talk. ”

"Uh-huh. Yeah. Young people talk, we don't understand, it's boring to stay here. ”

Han Molin and his wife left with interest. Lin Zhanqing and Han Yuning were left in this dining room.

"Brother Zhan, how is the injury? After speaking, he had to unbutton Lin Zhanqing's clothes.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's all small injuries. ”

Lin Zhanqing kept nibbling on the chicken legs and drinking chicken soup, blocking Han Yuning's hand back.

"You let me see!" Han Yuning was a little anxious.

"Oops. What's there to see. It's all said, it's fine. ”

"You show me. Han Yuning was about to cry.

"Ning'er doesn't cry, doesn't cry. In the end, yes, men and women do not kiss. ”

Lin Zhanqing saw that Yu Ning was about to cry and hurriedly coaxed, but he still didn't let Han Yuning see his injuries.

"You and I have grown up together since childhood, what are the men and women who can't kiss each other!" Han Yuning asked with red eyes.

"Yu Ning, isn't it too big. It can't be the same as when I was a child, without any scruples. ”

Lin Zhanqing was stunned for a while and said this

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Liuyun Mountain, Liuyun Hall.

Wang Daofan, the head of Liuyun, was sitting in danger, and the masters of Liuyun's five halls were there.

Wang Daofan's left two fingers tapped slightly on the arm of the chair, his face was expressionless, and he said:

"Our disciples of Liuyun Mountain, although they are extremely good. But to face the next thing, I'm afraid it's not enough. ”

Han Mo sat on the wooden chair, arched his hand, and said, "What the head of the sect said is that in the past few months, he has stepped up the task of training the disciples, but the disciples are already exhausted. In the previous mission of Yan Laicheng, except for the person Youtang Dongfang Wan, he was not lightly injured. This is half of our elite disciples in Liuyun Mountain. ”

Speaking of this, his eyes were dull and his face was unbearable.

"No matter what you say, you have to let the disciples have a good rest, if you continue like this, it will be counterproductive. ”

The person was sitting on a wooden chair by the head of the hall and the moon, his face full of distress. Now the disciples are not only tired, but also dangerous every time they go on a mission. That's all grown up since childhood, and it's no different from my own child.

"Senior Sister Yue's words are reasonable. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. I think so. ”

"The kids are really tired. ”

"Do you think I'm not distressed as the head of the house? If I don't do this now, what can I do in the future? Let the disciples rest for two days first, and postpone the task for a while. It's really exhausting the children, what kind of face do I, the head of the Liuyun family, have to go to see the ancestors of the past generations. ”

"The leaders are all thinking about the overall situation, and we don't know how. ”

"The head is thoughtful, and I can't compare to him. ”

"The affection for the disciples is deeper than ours. ”

"Just take a few days off, and you can't really relax. ”

"We will live up to the expectations of the leader. ”