[Shooting Eagle] East Evil Chasing Love

The next morning, Feng Heng got up early, packed up and went straight to the place where the incident happened, which was where the ax was apprenticed.

This is a deserted old temple. When Feng Heng was led into the yard by the disciples of the beggar gang, tables, chairs, benches, and things had already been laid out.

He raised his head and looked around, and saw Hong Qi talking to Elder Zhou. When he saw him coming, he gave him a bold smile, said a few words to Goatee, and walked over.

Feng Heng had a slight liking for this rather humane gang leader, so he took the initiative to say hello:

"Lord Hong"

Na Hong Qi came over, patted Feng Heng on the shoulder, and said helplessly:

"Brother Feng, why are you so polite, just call me Hong Qi."

Seeing Feng Heng's fair face, tall and straight figure, and unparalleled bearing, he couldn't help but praise Mr. Ruyu from the bottom of his heart.

Feng Heng thought to himself, why do these ancient people know each other so well, don't they all like to call them brothers?

Then he pushed the boat smoothly and said:

"Why don't you call Seventh Brother, can you?"

Hong Qi's eyes lit up, he laughed, and said loudly:

"It could not be better"

They exchanged pleasantries for this meeting, and the apprenticeship ceremony has been prepared.Although Hong Qi is the leader of the gang, he is not the protagonist of this ceremony, so he stood at the first place on the right, and Feng Heng, who was beside him, stood beside him, and once again intuitively popularized the ceremony of getting started with the gang.

I saw a statue of a god hanging in this dilapidated incense hall.Elder Zhou sat at the altar with a goatee, and Ax came out from the crowd in a slightly clean patch. Elder Zhou first laid a wooden stick on the ground, and Ax knelt on the stick, only to hear the goatee ask:

"The rivers and lakes are very bitter, can you endure hardship without changing your mind?"

With firm eyes, Ax suppressed his voice and said:

"can"

The goatee told Ax to stand up, picked up the stick, let Ax take a look at the bamboo tube, awl, knife, flag and a basin of cold water on the altar table, and then let Ax kneel on the stick again.At this time, two people came out from the crowd on the left. Feng Heng saw that the two of them were a little older, and they were obviously highly respected members of the gang. One read out the gang rules first, and then the other taught the ax begging skills and explained the utensils on the table. Write down the axes one by one.

Finally, the goatee asked again:

"What are the bamboo tubes for?"

"eye-gouging"

"What is water for?"

"go red"

"What's the flag for?"

"executive"

After the answer, the ax kowtowed to the goatee, which finally ended the apprenticeship ceremony.

After this set of procedures, Feng Heng summed up two points of experience: one is that it is really wise to send Xiaomei to Huang Yaoshi's sect; within the scope of consideration.

But Feng Heng didn't expect that the world is impermanent, and sometimes things in the future will not go according to what he wants today, but they will be quite different and unpredictable.

At the end of the ceremony, Feng Heng congratulated the axe, and sincerely sent the congratulatory gifts—sweet cakes and steamed buns. He watched the axe happily holding the food, and sent it to his master. For some reason, he thought of Xiaomei. I don't know how that girl is doing well, how she is getting along with Island Master Huang.

At this time, I only heard Hong Qi beside me say:

"Brother Feng, why don't you and I find a place to have a drink?"

Feng Heng turned his head to look at him: ... What do you want to drink when someone accepts a teacher as an apprentice?

Hong Qi probably saw his doubts in Feng Heng's eyes, and quickly explained:

"Brother Feng, although you and I have known each other for a short time, it is a chance. Besides, you have helped the beggar gang, which is also a thank you. I think it is better to hit the sun than to choose a day. How about I invite you to drink today?"

Up to now, Feng Heng has also thought about the taste. The ancients met to drink, probably just like shaking hands and saluting when they met in modern times, it was just a ceremonial social means.It's just that this way of greeting is a bit rough, and it doesn't suit Feng Heng's habits from the future.

Feng Heng doesn't drink alcohol himself, but he can't let someone's hand hang in the air, so he can only smile apologetically:

"Brother Seven, I really can't handle drinking, why don't I treat Brother Seven to a meal, how about?"

The gentle Lord Hong suddenly raised his head and stared at the sky outside the ruined walls when he heard the word "eat".I saw him narrowing his eyes as if recalling, and said faintly:

"When you talk about the food, I heard that the most famous thing in Jiankang City is the silver thread noodles. The noodles are as thin as silk, white as silver in color, soft and smooth, and the soup is delicious."

Speaking of this, the always prudent leader Hong seemed to have used great willpower to pause, in order to prevent his saliva from accidentally flowing out and damaging the image of his beggar gang.He slowly lowered his head again, sighed, and murmured with some grievances:

"I've only been in Jiankang for a few days, and I've been busy with internal affairs all day long, so I haven't had time to eat this silver noodle yet..."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to stare at Feng Heng, his face was expressionless, his eyes were full of eager anticipation.

Feng Heng looked at Hong Qi silently, and three seconds passed. The hope in his eyes slowly turned into an unattainable ambition. While Feng Heng was faintly worried about the living environment of the beggar gang, he finally Opened the mouth and said:

"Please Seventh Brother lead the way"

Hong Qi seemed to follow a certain scent, and found the Cuixian Tower, which is famous for its silver silk noodles, without any hindrance. The two of them went upstairs and found a secluded corner. He opened his mouth and reported the name of the dish. His proficiency made the second student on the side feel a little bit of crisis awareness, so he said:

"Stew vegetable core, eight-treasure black bean chicken, orange-stuffed crab, and West Lake beef soup, two bowls of silver noodle, and two dim sum, just single-cage golden soufflé and imperial concubine red."

Xiao Er didn't have time to intervene, so he said again:

"For stewed vegetables, you need green vegetables with short stems, white stems, yellow hearts, and fat leaves; eight-treasure tempeh uses good big black dates; orange stuffed crabs need big oranges that are yellow and ripe with branches; To be topped with shrimp, shredded pork and shredded cucumber”

Feng Heng saw that every time he said a word, it seemed as if hot dishes were about to fly out of Yiyi's eyes, he couldn't help laughing in his heart, and thought to himself, this Chief Hong is either hungry or has a special liking for food.

On the other hand, the little girl became absorbed after listening, then bent down slightly, took off the white cloth scarf from her shoulders and put it on her arm, silently glanced at Hong Qi who was handsome but covered in patches, and then turned to look at Feng Heng, who was in relatively good condition, said as if reminding:

"You two guest officers, I'm afraid you won't be able to finish the dishes after ordering so many dishes, how about..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man in blue in front of him, with a slender and well-knit hand, took out five taels of silver from his cuff and put it on the table, raised his head and asked:

"Are these taels enough?"

Seeing Yinzi, the little girl immediately put on a well-trained smile, and changed his words in a low voice:

"Thanks to the two young masters who think highly of the small shop, as long as they can do it, they must not disappoint the young master. I also want to thank you, young master, for your patronage."

While talking, Xiao Er lowered his hand to put away the money, and walked backwards.

Hong Qi seemed to be still engrossed in the delicious food that was about to be served, and didn't take this little girl's power seriously. Feng Heng saw that he was so open-minded, and felt that he was a straightforward and temperamental man, worthy of friendship.

On that side, Hong Qi was still immersed in the delicious food and couldn't extricate himself, only heard him say:

"Brother Feng, let me tell you that if you want noodles to be delicious, you must pay attention to the four words 'noodles, soup, whistle, and heat'..."

At this time, it was almost noon, and the number of diners in this restaurant gradually increased. He and Hong Qi sat on the second floor, and there were people coming and going on the stairs, which was very normal.The sounds of footsteps, yelling, and conversations are mixed together, which seems to add a bit of vividness to the taste of the food when they are integrated into the food.

Suddenly, a series of heavy footsteps came from the stairwell, Feng Heng didn't care at first, only heard Hong Qi still talking:

"When I was in Lin'an, I heard that this silver thread noodle is famous for its "white as silver, thin as silk, soft and smooth, delicious soup"..."

He smiled and faced him, feeling that Hong Qi's tender voice at the moment, describing a bowl of noodles was like talking about his sweetheart, but he heard the sound of whistling through the air whistling towards him quickly and sharply...

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