Lu Yingluo's tutor was naturally excellent. Although he was still angry with Dongzhang, he knew that there was an outsider and he was an elder, so he naturally didn't dare to ignore him.
He hurriedly picked up the teapot and filled the teacup in front of him with water. He raised the teacup with both hands and saluted Hong Qigong from a distance and said crisply, "Grandpa Hong, Luo'er respects you."
"Hey, oh, okay, okay, the little baby is very sensible. Grandpa, finish drinking." Hong Qigong raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp with his face glowing red. After that, he playfully turned the glass over, indicating that he was the one who drank the wine. Drink every drop left.
When the girl saw this, she boldly drank all the tea in the tea cup, and took a slight rest. Not to be outdone, she turned the tea cup upside down to signal that she had finished the tea as well.
"Hahahahaha, you little kid is very interesting." Seeing this, Hong Qigong couldn't help stroking his beard and laughed.
Dongzhang was slightly stunned when he saw her charlatan behavior and couldn't help but smile.
That is, Lu Yingluo was born in a well-known underworld family in Dashengguan Dingding. He had never seen anything in the world, so naturally he was familiar with everything.
When she first sat down, she had been secretly observing this rosy-faced old beggar. The more she looked at him, the more she felt that his identity was unusual. Born in such a family, Lu Yingluo learned the ability to observe people's emotions since he was a child. Who is capable? You can tell something from his demeanor at a glance.
Hong Qigong, on the other hand, liked the girl. He was also curious about how someone could be friends with such an evil person as Dongzhang. However, the waiter at the shop had already started serving dishes one after another, so he gave up for the time being.
After the dishes were served, Zhang Dong hurriedly invited Lu Yingluo to eat. This girl was not afraid of food. She politely said to Hong Qigong, "Grandpa Hong, you eat the dishes. Anyway, he is rich, and we will eat him if we are poor!!"
As he spoke, he glared fiercely at the smiling Dongzhang beside him.
"Hehehe, okay, then we'll eat him up." He happily took the kuaizi that Lu Yingluo handed him with both hands, and Hong Qigong reached out to pick up the dishes on the table.
When Lu Yingluo saw that her senior was about to eat, she was also impatient and swept the food on the table. It could be seen that if Hong Qigong, an outsider, wasn't present, she might not have even used it and just reached out to grab it.
Glancing at the girl who was pretending to be reserved in a funny way, Dongzhang tilted his head to look at Hong Qigong beside him. He saw that he only took a shallow bite of each dish, and then nodded or shook his head, whispering in a low voice. Mumbling something.
Dongzhang knew that although this man was a beggar, his requirements for food were much higher than his own. Judging from his appearance, he must be dissatisfied with the dishes or commenting on the lack of heat and seasoning. When it comes to picky eaters, the one who ranks first is definitely Hong Qigong, a Northern Beggar.
This guy traveled all over the country and ate all the delicacies from all over the country. In the end, he even sneaked into the palace to eat the emperor's dishes in the imperial dining room. Is this something that an ordinary foodie can do?
And not to mention the distance, Dongzhang slightly glanced at the missing index finger on his right hand. It seemed that he had cut off the broken finger himself because he was delicious. When he was young, he got into trouble because of his delicious taste. After that, he He cut off his index finger as punishment and warned himself not to delay important events because of delicious food.
Afterwards, he also said that it was just a finger, which was nothing special. His behavior was like the yellow-browed monk in The Legend of the Dragon, who chopped off one of his toes without saying a word in order to compete for the black stones when playing chess. Come down, it can be seen that for those of them who are very obsessed with certain things, it is really common for a finger to be broken.
This kind of behavior is actually very incomprehensible to Dongzhang, because the facts have proved that even if Hong Qigong cuts off his finger, it will still be of no use to him, and he will eat him anyway.
Looking at the Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon that he later taught Guo Jing, we can see that he knew that Guo Jing already had a master, but he still couldn't stand the temptation of Huang Rong's delicacies, so he taught the Beggar Clan's unparalleled skills of the Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon to Guo Jing. Guo Jing is already well-established.
What he did violated the ancestral teachings passed down by the Beggar Clan, but he still taught it because he was greedy, and when he first met Guo Jing and Huang Rong, he didn't know their good and evil natures, and he didn't know them at all. The origin of.
Later, Huang Rong's life experience was discovered when Huang Rong took action. Later, Huang Rong couldn't resist the temptation of Huang Rong's delicious food and taught Guo Jing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms passed down by the leader of the Beggar Clan. Afterwards, he did not recognize Guo Jing as his disciple and only said that he had eaten it. In exchange for Huang Rong's delicious food, Hong Qigong regarded his lifelong knowledge as a "price", which may be inappropriate in the eyes of the world.
But Dongzhang doesn't think there's anything wrong with it. People all have emotions and desires. Who is perfect like Wu Jue? Everyone has their own shortcomings, and Dongzhang himself has them too. Maybe since he is older, it is not impossible for him to pass on his unique skills to any boy he likes when he meets him on the street.
But Dongzhang doesn't approve of self-mutilation.
Dongzhang had been thinking like this for a long time, and he saw that Hong Qigong had already tasted all the dishes on the table. He only tasted everything briefly, and it was rare for him to eat more than once on the same dish.
Dongzhang knew that he was naughty, but he didn't say much. He just raised his wine glass and saluted, "Senior."
"Haha, okay, how can we have food without wine? Come on, let's do it."
The two of them clinked the wine glasses and drank them all in one gulp. At this moment, Hong Qigong held the empty glass and looked at the girl who was lowering her head and eating her stuff and asked kindly, "Little baby, what's your father's name?"
Upon hearing the question, Dongzhang knew that he might be inquiring into his social circle, but he didn't react at all and continued to pour himself a drink.
Embarrassedly putting Kuaizi down, Lu Yingluo took out a handkerchief and wiped the stains around his mouth, and whispered, "Grandpa Hong, my father's name is Lu Guanying, and my mother's name is Cheng Yaojia."
"Lu Guanying? But the young master who returned to Yunzhuang many years ago? Huang Laoxie's disciple?" Hong Qigong let out a light sigh, then turned to look at the girl and asked.
"Um," the amount of information in the old man's words was a bit large. The girl couldn't turn around for a moment, but she quickly understood the key point in the words, which was her grandfather's master. After sorting out the key figures, the girl was immediately shocked. Kong Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the old beggar beside him and said inarticulately, "Yes, senior, yes."
"Hahahaha, I have been fighting with your father's grand master my whole life." Hong Qigong laughed like a bell.
"Haha." Seeing the girl's silly look, Dongzhang was so amused that he didn't remind her. He just ate his own dried fish and gritted his teeth. He was watching the conversation between the two with great interest.
His surname was Hong and he said that he had been dealing with his father’s grand master his whole life. His father’s master was known as Dongxie Na Na Na.
The girl stared stupidly at the old man who was covered in patches and looked like a beggar, and suddenly started to tremble. She hurriedly filled herself with tea, then she held the tea cup with both hands wobblingly and came to Hong Qigong, her face flushed and she stammered. "It turns out that Senior Hong is here. When Luo'er was a child, she often heard her father say that Senior Hong was heroic and courageous. He was the famous Mount Tai and Beidou in the martial arts world. Luo'er was blind and didn't recognize Mount Tai. Please forgive me, Senior Hong."
After saying that, he raised his head boldly and drank the tea in one gulp. His style showed the boldness of the children of Jianghu.
Glancing slightly at Dongzhang who was watching the show quietly, Hong Qigong waved his hand gently and said, "What do you call me, senior? If you are born, I will call you Grandpa Hong."
"Hey! Grandpa Hong!" The legend of Jianghu was sitting in front of him. The girl was so excited that her face was red and her ears were red, and she shouted sweetly.
This is a scene that many people in the world dream of. I can't help but have dinner with him at the same table, and even call him grandpa affectionately. This call "grandpa" brings the relationship closer than just one or two points. I have to go back with him. As dad and the others brag, the girl can't help but think of her dad's surprised look in her mind.
Hong Qigong was naturally used to this kind of scene. He nodded kindly and asked the star-chasing girl to go back and sit down. Then he turned his head slightly and glanced at the calm Dong Zhang, and said meaningfully to the girl who was still looking excited, " Grandpa, this world will be dominated by young people from now on."
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Dongzhang who was silent on the side with a deep look on his face.
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