In front of Xiaoshengxian Village.
In front of Zhuhong's building, Tian Yan, Chef Ding and several of their waiters stood in front of Zhuhong's gate.
Tian Yan looked at the cook in front of him carefully.
Compared to more than ten years later, he is younger, less slovenly, dressed in brown cloth, and not so bearded. Although his face and belly have some signs of that, they are not yet so round.
"Has this young gentleman heard of me?" Cook Ding was a little surprised.
He is just a cook. Although he is well-known in the local area, he looks like an outsider like Tian Yan, so he shouldn't know his name.厽厼厽厼
"The reputation of the successor of Niujie Knife Technique is as loud as thunder in my ears." Tian Yan said calmly, with his left hand behind his back, his posture was elegant and dignified, and he looked upright and masculine without appearing arrogant.
There was still a layer of snow falling on her shoulders.
"Really! Little gentleman, come to Youjian Inn to see me when you have time. My cooking skills will guarantee that you won't have to eat the same thing for a year." Cook Ding patted his chest and said with a simple smile.
"Thank you very much, Your Excellency." Tian Yan raised his hand and said to Chef Ding.
"I can't do it, I can't do it!" Cook Ding waved his hands quickly.
Both of them felt that there was nothing to talk about, so they fell silent for a while, and the scene suddenly became cold.
A waiter behind him reminded him in a low voice: "It's better to go in quickly, the food will be delivered later."
"Oh, yes, yes, I forgot about this. Hey, sir, why don't you go in?" Cook Ding clapped his hands and said quickly. He lifted up the two large food boxes, suddenly thought of something, and then asked this problem.
"I have knocked on the door twice in a row, but there is no response." Tian Yan said calmly.
"Hey, the guy at the door must have fallen asleep again, for the third time this month!
You watch and I call him. "Cook Ding walked to Zhuangzi's door in three or two steps, put the food box on the ground, and slammed the door.
Knocked for a long time.
There was still no response from the door.
However, Master Xun, who insisted on playing chess with himself in the pavilion in the middle of winter, relied on his amazing hearing to hear everything clearly.
Including the conversation between Tian Yan and the cook Ding, as well as the snoring of the gatekeeper disciple.
He turned his head slightly, waved his sleeve with his left hand, and then turned his head again.
He twisted a white piece in his right hand and dropped it.
An invisible force gently woke up the sleeping disciple who was supposed to be guarding the door but was hiding in a nearby hut.
The sleeping disciple suddenly woke up. Before he could get out of bed, he suddenly heard a loud knock on the door and a shout in the distance.
In one turn.
It looks familiar.
Oh, isn't this Xun Qing?
etc.
Gatekeeper:
Uncle Xunshi? !
His calves were already shaking.
Uncle Xunshi has been in a bad mood these days.
Although both he and Master Wan Zhang were smiling happily, those who didn't know thought something good had happened.
But the weird atmosphere can be felt by everyone.
"What are you still doing there? Haven't all the disciples in the village eaten?" Xunzi stood still, picking up the chess pieces one by one and carefully putting them back into the straw chess basket.
"Yes." The disciple quickly handed over his hand, then trotted all the way dragging his weak legs and opened the door.
The cook hurriedly picked up the food box and led several waiters to deliver the food into the house.
Isn't this the delivery boy from the previous life?
Tian Yan cursed secretly in his heart.
Immediately, she strode in quickly.
"Hey, who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?" When the disciple saw him, he asked Tian Yandao.
"Your Excellency, Wei Yan, I heard that there are countless great scholars in the Little Saint's Village, and they came here specifically to study in the Little Saint's Village." Tian Yan calmly said the story he had prepared.
"Wei people?" The disciple was startled, wiped the corners of his eyes, and looked at Tian Yan and said.
The master has already given instructions that if a young man of fourteen or fifteen years old with a handsome face and extraordinary bearing comes to be his disciple in the past few days, lead the young man to go directly to him.
"I used to be from Wei." Tian Yan replied calmly.
"You just came?" the disciple asked Tian Yandao.
"I knocked on the door twice, but no one responded. I have been waiting outside for an hour." Tian Yan replied.
Looking at the snow on Tian Yan's sleeves, the disciple looked remorseful.
Master Wan Zhang values him so much that he will probably accept him as his disciple. Then he will remember that I locked him out today...
"I hope you'll forgive me. I fell asleep the next moment and lost my head. This..." The disciple looked at Tian Yan with some embarrassment.
"It doesn't matter, no one is a sage, how can anyone have no faults?" Tian Yan waved her hand, and the snow on her clothes was shaken off by her strong inner strength.
Xunzi's hand picking up the chess pieces was still steady, but his eyes were just a little bright.
This guy is even more powerful than I thought!
"Please come here." The disciple looked at Tian Yan and found that he met the conditions mentioned by his master.
"Thank you, Your Excellency." Tian Yan said expressionlessly.
"You can't do it, you can't do it." The disciple waved his hand and led Tian Yan to see Wan Zhang.
What about Tian Yan's treatment?
Refer to the fight between the Yin Yang Family and Luo Wang for Gan Luo, Xiao Meng's apprenticeship with the Taoist Tianzong, or Jing Ke's son Jing Tianming's fight with the Mohist giant Yan Dan.
"Wait a minute."
But at this moment, a powerful old voice suddenly came.
"Bring him here." Xunzi said, standing still and looking like a master.
"This is Uncle Xun, but Master..." The disciple answered Xunzi tremblingly, but before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by Xunzi's stern eyes.
Then he had to retreat and trot away.
Tian Yan stood outside the pavilion and looked at Xunzi who was sitting in the pavilion picking up chess pieces.
"Young man, we meet again." Xunzi said calmly.
"I just heard that disciple called you Uncle Xun, are you Master Xun?
I didn't know that this disciple was Master Xun before, so I hope you can forgive me. Tian Yan pretended to be surprised.
"It doesn't matter, there's nothing rude about you anyway, right?" Xunzi stroked his beard and said with a smile.
"I have met Master Xun." Tian Yan cupped his hands again and said.
"Young man, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Qingqijun.
"I'm really sorry. I've been preparing for a while these days because I was afraid of being rude in front of all the great sages." Tian Yan said to Xunzi courteously.
"Oh, etiquette comes from the heart, why are you so persistent?" Xunzi asked her with a smile.
"Replying to Master, I believe that etiquette comes from the heart and is manifested in actions." Tian Yan replied.
It's like the leader telling you you're welcome, and the emperor saying you don't have to be polite.
Why don't you give it a try?
Xunzi nodded with satisfaction, and just as he was about to open his mouth to accept disciples, he was interrupted by an old laugh.
"Hahaha, that's good!"
