After rebirth, the master became the white moonlight

As soon as Xiao Zijun left, Fang Yuan saw Ye Shaozhen come back. She lowered her head and looked not in a good mood. When she came to the front, she found Fang Yuan standing here. She froze for a moment and asked: " You came to see me?"

Fang Yuan held the sword and shook his head: "No, I'm here to get the things. You and your brother have agreed?"

"Well, it's done, I'm going down the mountain now." Ye Shaozhen laughed, "Thank you, come to Jiangbei and I'll treat you to the best Jiangbei pure brew!" She turned and went back to the house, and exchanged it She packed the clothes Fang Yuan bought for her and carried them on her back.

Before leaving, she said to Fang Yuan: "The clothes are very nice. When I get back to Jiangbei, I will ask someone to bring the money to you."

"No need." Fang Yuan stood where she was, she could see that Ye Shaozhen was a little sad, maybe she didn't talk to her senior brother?For a carefree person like her, if her brother hadn't asked her to go down the mountain, would she have left so obediently?

Fang Yuan didn't ask any more questions, and Ye Shaozhen also left gracefully.

The life in Xiaoshan was very peaceful and boring, just listening to school and then leaving school, day after day.

The weather is getting colder. In previous years, when winter came, Xiaoshan was cold earlier than other places because of its high terrain and the mountain pass.

The elders will stick a warm talisman in the house, so that it will not be so cold during class.Fang Yuan was afraid of the cold, so he brought his own hand warmer. He just found a container and stuffed some warm charms in it, so that it would be warm in his hand.It doesn't matter if it is so warm, Fang Yuan is almost drowsy in class every day, as long as the elder in class speaks, he will fall asleep immediately.

Xuanwen usually sits next to him and reminds him. Today Xuanwen went out and didn't come to class. Fang Yuan struggled desperately several times to keep himself from sleeping, don't sleep, but in the end he couldn't sleep with his brain and eyelids. Under his control, he fell asleep on the table.

When he woke up, he looked up and saw Yuan Changchang frowning at him. Yuan Changchang is a natural beauty and likes to nourish himself with energy, so he looks young and beautiful, but this year he must be at least 50 or [-] years old .

She used her seven emotions and six feather fans to stick the table, and Fang Yuan said: "Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan, I have seen you sleeping in class since spring, and now it is winter, you are still sleeping, you are better than me!" Will I still be healthy?"

Fang Yuan rubbed his nose: "No, spring is sleepy and autumn is exhausting. Finally, in winter, the house is still so warm. It's hard not to fall asleep. Look, I'm not the only one who fell asleep." He looked at Looking at the few people in front of me, a large area of ​​the room has already fallen asleep.

"It seems that you know what I taught you? Let me ask you, how to keep fit in winter?"

"Cultivate the body with qi, let the aura circulate in the body for twelve weeks, and dredge the meridians."

"Then how to replenish Qi?"

Elder Yuan Chang was waiting for his answer. Fang Yuan suddenly smelled a scent, which came from the window. Behind him was the cooking place of Master Chef Ling. At this time every day, he began to prepare everyone's lunch. , the scent wafted in, it made people grit their teeth and want to curse.

"Drink chicken soup."

"What?" Yuan Changzhang stared at her eyes. She doesn't eat meat and thinks that people who practice Taoism should also stay away from five grains. Not eating five grains can reduce illness, and eat more spiritual fruits to replenish the spiritual energy in the body.Earlier, she had learned the art of bigu from South China, and she had achieved a little success. She developed a habit of not eating meat, and even now she feels uncomfortable when she sees meat.

Fang Yuan is different from her, even if he can learn bigu, he is not willing to learn it, there are so many good food and drink in the world, why bother with his own stomach for this short few decades of practice.

He closed his eyes and sniffed, the smell of the chicken soup became more intense, he said: "Drink chicken soup to replenish energy. There is a little butter floating on top of the soup, and the chicken is separated from the boiled flesh. Sprinkle a handful of chopped green onion, it's great tonic! Do you smell growing old?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Yuan Chang's old face turned green, and the hand holding the fan trembled slightly, almost shaking off the feathers of Qiqing Liulu Fan.

Fang Yuan scratched his head: "I'm sorry, old Yuanchang, I forgot that you don't eat chicken...but chicken is really delicious, and it won't make you fat."

Yuansheng pointed at Fang Yuan with a fan: "After this class of mine, you..." She was about to have a fit when the front door was suddenly pushed open, and there was a bit of cool wind, which woke everyone up .

A chubby little disciple poked his head and asked: "Elder, can I send some people from you? The Taoist master of Lingchu wants to find some people to help, try the dishes and so on. It's close here. Let me ask."

"Hey! I'll go, I'll go, I'll go!" Fang Yuan raised his hands and volunteered to help the Taoist Master Ling. Isn't there a lot of things that can be tasted for free, isn't it more interesting than listening to them in class?If you look at the little disciples under the master of the spiritual chef, they are all white and fat, and you can tell that the daily food is very good.He looked at Yuansheng with beseeching eyes and asked, "Can I go?"

"And me! Elder, I want to go too." The one in the front row raised his hand, and Fang Yuan saw that this was Mr. Leek?

Elder Yuan Chang agreed without even thinking about it: "Go, let's go." He probably wanted these mischievous people to leave quickly, and he also brought the ones who had just slept to help them along the way.

After going out, Fang Yuan and the others were like wild horses that had run loose. They picked up dry branches and used them as sword gestures. While playing, they walked towards the back kitchen of Chief Chef Ling.

"If you want me to tell you, Yuanchang really holds grudges, why don't you just take a nap in class? In such a cold day, how about driving us out?" The buddy who slept in class wore very little clothes, and it would be cold outside Trembling, "Elder Lehe's class can't sleep even if you want to sleep. With his loud voice, whoever dares to sleep in the class of Elder Qingbeard and Master Xiao will just take you to the Jingsi Hall to think about it. Can you sleep in the class of growing old? Besides, I am a big man, how can I learn how to nourish my energy!"

Fang Yuan played with a dead branch in his hand: "Keep your voice down, I'll take you back to class later."

"Fang Yuan, sometimes I really admire you."

"What do you admire about me?" Fang Yuan looked up at him.

"I admire your courage. No elder is afraid. None of the elders in our sect know you. Everyone's impression of you is that you are fighting in private or sleeping in class, but you can still stand here. We are together. You are here This is exactly what I have in mind!" He clasped his fists towards Fang Yuan, and his admiration was self-evident.

Fang Yuan threw a tree branch on him, stepped forward and gave him a thump twice: "Damn me? Seek to beat me!"

All the way to the head of the spiritual chef, the spiritual chef was already waiting at the door. When he saw Fang Yuan and the others, he frowned, and said to the little disciple next to him: "Why did you find a few such thin people to come here?" , can this work?"

Fang Yuan and the others looked at each other, didn't they just try to eat it, the skinny man is not allowed to eat it?

"Master Ling Chef, can we go in? It's very cold outside." Fang Yuan was wearing a lot of clothes, but he was still thinking about the bowl of chicken soup. He could drink a bowl of hot chicken soup indoors on such a cold day. It feels like everything is complete.

Daoist Ling Chu looked at Fang Yuan with a familiar look, and remembered that Xuan Wen had brought him to dinner at the trade fair.He stretched out his hand and summoned two burly men, one of them came out with two square empty baskets, the one big enough for a grown man to lie down in, and when the empty baskets were placed on the ground, the Taoist priest said, "You guys Don't go in, just go to work."

Several people were even more confused, and Mr. Leek said: "Work, what are you doing? Didn't you say you came to taste the vegetables?" The others nodded.

"Taste the dishes?" Now it's the turn of Master Ling to be confused, "Who told you to come and taste the dishes, you are beautiful."

Mr. Leek pointed to the chubby little disciple: "That's him, he told us."

The Daoist Spirit Chef gave the young disciple a sideways look, and the young disciple lowered his head and said aggrievedly: "If I don't say that, can they come? Who would want to do so much work for you!"

Ling Chef waved his hand, pushed the empty basket towards them, and ordered a few people casually: "You guys, go pick vegetables in the back garden, two baskets of green radishes, two baskets of white radishes, and I will give you another basket to fill them later. Potato."

Those who were named were almost crying. How big is the back garden of Master Chef Ling, not to mention when the four baskets of radishes and one basket of potatoes will be picked. long time.

"Then what, Daoist, we still have class later, so we can't help you anymore, let's go first!"

"Wait!" Taoist Master Ling took out a spatula from behind, "Today you can work at my place with peace of mind, and we will ask for leave for homework."

Master Ling Chef smiled, and the flesh on his face trembled wildly: "I can make dinner, it's free."

Fang Yuan couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw the expressions of those buddies. He and Mr. Leek were not named, but those guys were unlucky for the hard work. They should be fine, at most they were just moving things. , do some dishes or something.

"Don't laugh, I can't do without you." Daoist Lingchu waved his hand again, and six burly men came out, one in front and one behind, carrying things out.

When Fang Yuan saw this posture, he was so frightened that he couldn't laugh out loud. What they brought out was wine, jar after jar of sealed wine.Every year around this time, several altars of wine are buried under many trees in Xiaoshan. It is not intentional storage, but the Taoist Master Lingchu deliberately buried the wine in different places. Wouldn't it be very happy to just dig up a piece of soil and drink a jar of good wine?

Fang Yuan felt that the idea was good, but the person who put it into practice was too hard.

"The two of you buried this wine. It's best to work separately, and it should be evenly distributed under each tree. It must be ready before dark today. The wine needs to be buried before the first snow, and it will taste delicious at the end of the year. enough."

"But Elder, the two of us are a little bit powerless, right?" He pointed to Mr. Leek, and then to himself: "There are four people picking vegetables, why don't you pick another one for us?"

Master Ling Chef raised his eyebrows and said, "No, they have to wash the vegetables after they pick them up. If you don't have enough manpower, you should use light work and run a few more times. Young people need to exercise more."

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