In the evening, Zhuang You grabbed the black wooden stick, rubbed the swollen and painful arm, and went down the mountain. When the stick is pointed directly at the sky, it slowly splits, slowly exhales halfway, reaches the ground, and then lifts the stick, still slowly, only inhales, and the two alternate as a while.

At first, everyone was still in high spirits, and in less than fifty strokes, some people's hands trembled, and they couldn't lift the sticks. A hundred strokes, only a few people can still hold a stick.

Zhuang You is quite easy after 100 strokes, his right arm is swollen after 200 strokes, his wrist is sore for 300 strokes, his arm is in severe pain, and he feels that his hand is about to be broken every time.

The other thirteen people looked at Zhuang You with admiration.

Although the students of White Deer Academy are proud, they are not narrow-minded.

After four hundred strokes, Zhuang You's eyes were black, his body was soaked, and he was panting heavily, but he still trembled and lifted the wooden stick, as if he would fall down next time.

When the scorching sun gradually sank and the red glow was thousands of miles, the crowd erupted in shouting, and Zhuang You sat on the ground with a smile.

Lu Jiyi nodded and said to the others, "You guys are basically waste. "The excited students were ashamed.

The rest of the people, though they did not do five hundred strokes, were forced to exhaust themselves and lay on the ground and refused to move.

There was only one boy who had never practiced a sword and had completed five hundred strokes.

In the evening, after class, Zhuang You staggered down the mountain, his arms were almost unconscious, half of his body was numb, and by the time he got down the mountain, he was already on the branches.

There were no lights in the dark mountains, the night seemed very deserted, and the cafeteria was closed, and when he arrived at the dormitory, Zhuang You was already about to fall.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and at first glance, it was Senior Brother Qu Yuan.

"Senior brother, I heard that you took a swordsmanship class today, I specially cooked for you in the cafeteria, and today it was made by a classmate who is very good at cooking. ”

Zhuang You was very grateful, and Qu Yuan waved his hand: "You are my junior brother, you are welcome." ”

Zhuang You looked at the warm food, his heart was warm, and he was no longer polite, and picked up the dishes and chopsticks to eat.

"Senior Brother Qu, I want to go to the cafeteria to cook, how can I apply?"

"Oh, Zhuang You, you can cook, I want to try your skills, you can go to the cafeteria tomorrow to find a classmate who cooks to register." To cook in the college cafeteria, it is generally necessary for the following people to apply, and when the time comes, they will come in order. ”

"Senior brother, thank you. ”

After chatting a few words, Senior Brother Qu Yuan said goodbye, and Zhuang You was sent to the door.

The next day, Zhuang You woke up very early, because his right arm hurt more, he got up and insisted on punching, and felt much better.

At the end of the morning reading, Zhuang You went to the cafeteria, found the senior brother who was cooking, and explained his intention to cook.

The senior brother showed a strange smile, for fear that Zhuang You would run away, grabbed his hand, clenched it tightly, found a piece of paper from the oily kitchen, took a pen and asked Zhuang You to sign it.

And this application form is empty, and no one has come to apply except for the senior brother in front of him, no wonder the food is difficult to eat these days.

Looking at Zhuang You who had finished signing, the senior brother was obviously relieved, and pulled Zhuang You to introduce the kitchen, the vegetable garden in the back mountain and the place where poultry and livestock were raised.

"You just have to do the cooking, and there will be other students who will help you prepare the materials, and you can come and see them regularly. ”

"Well, how long am I going to do it?"

"Don't worry when someone comes to replace you, although the senior brother is very busy, he will come to help when he is free, and you will be relieved at that time. ”

The word liberation sounds weird.

"You have to prepare in advance, you can ask the teacher for leave, and you will have one credit every two days......"

So much, there is one credit in two days, how can no one want to do it?

Looking at Zhuang You's surprised expression, Senior Brother touched his nose, if you get up early in the morning every day to cook for so many people, and a group of people scold you while eating, who is willing to do this kind of thing, you can't blame these students, there are mostly people in fine clothes and jade food, who will do it.

Some students proposed to the college to pay for a chef out of their own pocket, but the college did not agree.

Zhuang You walked around the kitchen and was very satisfied, the tools here are very complete!

Generally speaking, every morning is a Taoist class, in the afternoon is other classes, every ten days is a day off, and there are no classes in the evening, which is reserved for students.

And when it comes to Taoism, we have to mention the cooler Taoism.

In today's world, most of the practitioners will learn the Taoist method to a greater or lesser extent, and the Taoist Sect's heart fasting, sitting and forgetting, guiding, spitting, heel breathing, contemplation, keeping one, Bigu, taking food, in the room, Xingqi, fetal breath, outer dan, inner pill and other exercises have influenced the cultivation world in a full range, but the Taoist gate is not only the cooler Taoist gate, there is the Tao everywhere, but the cooler is the most prosperous vein.

Confucianism, on the other hand, was originally born out of Taoism, but gradually Confucianism integrated normal life, moral cultivation and practice, and the purpose of practicing was to be more active in entering the WTO and governing the country better, unlike Buddhism and Taoism for the sake of birth. There is a great Confucian reading Jiazi, once enlightened, the mighty spirit shakes the world, the righteousness lasts forever, the Confucian Hao Qigong is inherited here, the Confucian method is countless, some people have wonderful pens and flowers, and the export is a chapter, this is not a simple description, it is indeed a kind of exercise.

Buddhism is a completely different system, but there are many of them, Buddhism claims to teach 84,000 kinds of teachings, immeasurable, Xiyan's Tianlong Temple is now living in Buddhism orthodoxy, Tianlong Temple in Tantra, Vinaya and other sects of practice.

At the beginning of the Taoist class, a Taoist in a blue robe entered, with a yellow face and thin muscles, yellow hair, and a sick body that seemed to be about to collapse at any time, which made people very worried.

Coughed twice, "My throat is not very comfortable today, you should review the book first." After speaking, he collapsed on the chair, took out the book and read it leisurely.

Zhuang You has long heard that there is a gentleman in the school class who is lazy and lazy, and he lets students study by themselves at every turn, this person is called Qi Donglai, who claims to be a real person from Donglai, and even the road number is so lazy, it is indeed a strange thing.

But that's the first lesson, it's a bit exaggerated.

But Zhuang You didn't say anything, picked up a book of Taishang Induction and read it, this reading is a morning, and this Donglai real person really sat for a morning, looked at the time, Zhuang You asked Mr. for leave, Mr. nodded, went out, Zhuang You shook his head, I didn't expect that there was such a gentleman in the college.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, there were already three students who helped him, Zhuang You said hello to them, and went into the back kitchen, looking at the remaining pork, Zhuang You decided to make his best braised pork.

Uncle Zheng and his wife gained dozens of pounds, all of which were fed by his braised pork, Lao Huang, who opened the inn, said several times that he wanted Zhuang You to go to him to be a chef, and the salary was better than that of the butcher shop, Zhuang You refused, and then later, Aunt Zheng scolded Lao Huang for being a bloody dog, and he didn't dare to say anything about it anymore.

Zhuang You's steps to make braised pork are not complicated, the kitchen is complete with onions, ginger, garlic, star anise, rice wine, etc., first cut the meat into pieces, cook it in a pot under cold water for a while, take it out and put it again, fry the sugar color in the pot, fry the meat pieces to be bright and yellow, and the oil that comes out is "sizzling", pour in the rice wine and soy sauce and stir-fry......

A few people next to him looked stupid, this little junior brother's business ability is too skilled, right?

"That, junior brother, what kind of livelihood did you do before?"

"I? I used to be the owner of Zheng Kee's butcher shop, and I have been selling meat in front of the shop for a year. ”

A few people stayed for a while before they figured out that Dare Qing was a butcher.

What is different from the previous is that the meal to be made this time is for nearly 100 people, but Zhuang You has also helped during red and white ceremonies before, and the big pot of rice is not unfamiliar.

At this time, the sleepy or hungry students in the various schools seemed to smell something, full of seductive fragrance, and this smell became more and more fragrant, and their stomachs cried.

"It's the taste of braised pork!"

"It's so fragrant, who is cooking today?"

Even the gentlemen who usually open a small stove swallowed their saliva, this meat fragrance is too attractive.

At this moment, everyone is looking forward to the ringing of the bell.

When the bell rang for a long time, the students all stood up and saluted Mr., and then ran to the cafeteria, where he shook his head as he looked at the empty classrooms, the books that fell all over the floor, and the spilled ink.

The dust on the road can be seen from afar, and when they rush to the cafeteria, put on the food, and look at the oily braised pork in the bowl, the first student to eat a meal shouted: "Is this the hell meat, did you eat pig food in the past?"

The lobby was quiet, except for the sound of chopsticks and chewing.

Zhuang You wiped his hands with a towel and smiled with satisfaction.

A white-clad student who apparently majored in Confucianism said: "Today's cook is really high, we have to keep him." ”

"Hey, Tang Jing, don't you think 'Gentleman Yuan Cook' all day long?"

"Superficial, stupid, say that you can't learn and don't believe it, this sentence is to ask us not to kill blood creatures with our own hands, how can it be such a shallow meaning!"

The soup picks up a piece of meat and puts it in the mouth, fat but not greasy, the first mouth is salty and glutinous, and the sweetness that follows is thick, down the throat, very pleasant!

In this case, how can you be satisfied with eating a bowl, and everyone who has finished eating will take the empty bowl and continue to add meat.

Zhuang You had already prepared to uncover another cauldron, full of drooling meat.

After eating, I hiccuped happily, touched my round belly, and finally refreshed.

At this time, the students looked at Zhuang You, a teenager who was wiping his sweat.

"Senior Brother Zhuang You, your braised pork is really amazing. ”

"You can work for a few more days, senior brother, I still want to eat for a few more days"

"I'm Li Qiubai from the Yizi family, you can find me if you have any questions. ”

......

Zhuang You didn't expect that so many senior brothers and classmates would praise it so much for a meal, and hurriedly thanked him, with a very humble attitude.

There is a gentleman who is also eating here, seeing this scene, he can't cry or laugh, the famous Bailu Academy is actually the most praised for his cooking skills, not cultivation or knowledge, but it is understandable to think that there is no worst in each session over the years, only worse student cooks.

And some people will be surprised to find that the last time they received this treatment was Song Maidong many years ago.

When everything was calm, Zhuang You cleaned the kitchen and looked at the new kitchen before going back.

There is an hour's lunch break at noon, but now there is not much time, each school will have a man-made hot spring, Zhuang You took a bath with hot spring water, changed into clean clothes and prepared for class.

And in the afternoon, it was a class he was looking forward to very much, a brief discussion of practice, a very strange name. And there are no books.

Zhuang You has always explored the matter of cultivation by himself, along the way Ji Xiaoyao, Uncle and others have told him some, but they are not comprehensive and systematic, Zhuang You has been in a realm for a long time, he needs more knowledge.