Niu Xiaoming was quite brave. Even though he knew about this, he still went to Huo Zhishan's dormitory.
But just when the two of them had eaten some braised vegetables and were about to drink from the cups, Fang Xiaoyue came in and said with a smile: "You two bastards are hiding here drinking and don't even know how to call me master?"
As he spoke, he took the cups from their hands and pretended to drink them.
At this time, the two people's expressions and gazes were different. Huo Zhishan's face was frightened with a bit of joy and shock, while Niu Xiaoming stood up, stretched out his hand to grab the cup, and wanted to say something.
But Fang Xiaoyue didn't give him a chance at all, raised her head and drank the wine, then turned around and left, still sipping the wine which was a bit weak.
Seeing the master leaving, Huo Zhishan collapsed on the bed with a look of fear, while Niu Xiaoming pointed at Huo Zhishan fiercely, turned around and chased him out.
"Master!!"
Niu Xiaoming finally stopped Fang Xiaoyue, with an anxious look on his face: "Master, that wine is poisonous!"
"Poisonous? Why would you poison me when you have nothing to do?"
Fang Xiaoyue seemed to be drunk at this time, and her speech was a little garbled.
"It wasn't me who poisoned him, it was Huo Zhishan who wanted to poison me. Then you came in and drank the wine. Why don't I take you to the hospital first?"
Looking at Fang Xiaoyue's appearance, Niu Xiaoming thought that the poison was acting up, so he hurriedly helped Fang Xiaoyue and wanted to go straight to the hospital.
But his body has no problem dealing with people like Huo Zhishan. It would be a joke to help Fang Xiaoyue away.
The two are not in the same weight class at all, right?
Niu Xiaoming pulled Fang Xiaoyue several times, but failed to move him. Instead, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Okay, okay, don't pull me, I'm fine."
Fang Xiaoyue laughed and patted Niu Xiaoming's shoulder, almost slapping him to the ground.
Then he gently pulled Niu Xiaoming. Even if Niu Xiaoming wanted to resist, he was unable to resist under the huge force and had to follow his master and boss.
When they arrived at Cui's house, Fang Xiaoyue just called her name and handed the note herself.
These words made Niu Xiaoming a little dizzy, but he was still worried about his master being poisoned and was holding on.
I have to say that Niu Xiaoming is really stupid, and Fang Xiaoyue can't help but want to slap him against the wall.
But seeing that Niu Xiaoming was sincere, he simply showed him a small hand.
Fang Xiaoyue walked to a peach tree in the yard.
At this time, the peach tree was in full bloom, and the peach blossoms on the tree were extremely red.
But Fang Xiaoyue lightly slapped her palm on the trunk of the peach tree. The peach tree shook slightly, and countless peach blossoms fell down. The sky was filled with flowers and rain like a romantic palace.
But it was a pity that Fang Xiaoyue lost the peach blossoms. He had no peaches this year, so he had to make some compensation, so he stretched out his hands, as if the Thousand-Handed Guanyin was alive, jumping back and forth, waving his hands in the air, and after a few breaths, the peach blossoms disappeared all over the sky.
All the peach blossoms were wrapped around Fang Xiaoyue's chest, and then he shouted: "Old Wang! Old Wang! Bring me a clay pot."
Butler Wang ran over after a while holding a clay pot.
Fang Xiaoyue put all the peach blossoms into a clay pot, handed it to Butler Wang and warned: "Remember to put more white wine, don't use koji wine, and then bury them under the peach tree. When Xiaoying gets married, she will be able to drink this." Peach blossom wine!”
Butler Wang hurriedly nodded in agreement, and then hurriedly left to find liquor.
Seeing this scene, Niu Xiaoming's eyes widened and he looked dumbfounded.
After a long time, he realized that the master was really not poisoned, and when he thought of Fang Xiaoyue playing with him like a child, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Master, teach me Kung Fu."
Lengda, a tall man, pushed the golden mountain over the jade pillar and knelt in front of Fang Xiaoyue.
It must be said that Fang Xiaoyue really had no intention of teaching any martial arts or national arts in this plane before. After all, with his current strength, as long as he was not surrounded by heavy troops, more than a dozen gunmen would be useless in front of him.
But the problem is that considering Cui Xiaoying, it seems that it is very useful to cultivate a few human shields who can be shot.
Thinking of this, Fang Xiaoyue didn't say much, and then nodded in agreement.
Of course, accepting an apprentice at this time is the same as a chef accepting a true apprentice. You need to invite everyone from all walks of life in the martial arts world, relatives and friends to watch the ceremony.
But the problem is that Fang Xiaoyue is well-known for her cooking skills. Throughout Hedong Province, chefs from various restaurants all praise Cui Shangui.
No way, in recent years, many chefs have wanted to use Fang Xiaoyue's reputation to build their own fame, so there are quite a few chefs who have come to challenge him.
But under the suppression of Fang Xiaoyue's cooking skills and the recipes from another world, those chefs who came to challenge were all disgraced and embarrassed.
Fortunately, Chef Cui is a good person. Even though he defeated the opponent, he did not use it to promote his reputation.
Under such circumstances, it is not difficult to understand why those chefs praised Cui Shangui.
After all, the sedan chair was carried by everyone, and those chefs were defeated by Fang Xiaoyue, and they didn't have the nerve to speak ill of him.
An old man with both virtue and art!
But in the martial arts world, Fang Xiaoyue's reputation is not good.
Even the neighbors near the restaurant didn't know that there was a great master of Chinese martial arts among their neighbors.
Even if they see Fang Xiaoyue practicing boxing, meditating, etc. every day, they will only think of it as a kind of health-preserving Kung Fu.
This is not surprising. Nanxiang County already has the custom and tradition of practicing boxing to maintain health.
It's just that the level is not very high.
Therefore, Niu Xiaoming's apprenticeship ceremony was attended by all the people from the restaurant, which was regarded as a show of support.
As for Huo Zhishan, he didn't dare to attend the apprenticeship ceremony, but pretended to be sick.
But having said that, Fang Xiaoyue did not allow Niu Xiaoming to report to the official, but only asked him to deal with Huo Zhishan.
In addition, Fang Xiaoyue left the foundation and guidance for Niu Xiaoming to Cui Xiaoying, Niu Xiaoming's senior sister.
Well, when Niu Xiaoming heard Fang Xiaoyue telling Cui Xiaoying to supervise his junior brother's boxing practice, he was completely confused.
In his impression, Miss Cui is a delicate girl. Although she is usually lively and cute, overall she still belongs to Niu Xiaoming's most dreamed-for future partner template.
But now the master wants Cui Xiaoying to teach him boxing?
Didn’t I drink too much when I became a disciple yesterday, and now I’m hallucinating?
"Okay, Ying'er, take your junior brother to the backyard first. Remember, have a good attitude."
After Fang Xiaoyue said these words, he turned around and left. Today he was going to buy a house and open a blacksmith shop.
After all, specialties, if practiced regularly, can save a lot of destiny points when improving.
