Reborn Xueba, she is beautiful and sassy

"Don't listen to their nonsense! My decision to marry a wife and my decision to accept a female disciple are two completely different things."

Fan Zhong said something and then got into the kitchen again.

Zhang Yongyong couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He gossiped about Master behind his back and was caught on the spot by Master. Most importantly, Master denied it and called it "nonsense"!

This really makes him lose face in front of his junior sister!

However, today, Zhang Yong once again refreshed his understanding of the junior sister, and even began to admire her a little.

If it were normal, he would definitely be scolded by his master for saying this, but today, instead of scolding him, his master even looked like he didn't care much. Is this really the master he knew?

Fan Zhong is usually very strict with these disciples, but today he is obviously very happy. This is naturally attributed to Hao Xin being here.

Hao Xin didn't know what Zhang Yong was thinking. Anyway, in her perception, Fan Zhong was just like this, and he didn't look stern at all.

Then she smiled and asked nonchalantly: "Brother, what did you want to say just now?"

Hao Xin is not a gossip person, but at this moment he was very curious about what Zhang Yong had to say but not say just now. Of course, part of it was out of boredom and to kill time.

How dare Zhang Yong say anything, he quickly shook his head.

Hao Xin said with a smile: "It's okay. Are you afraid of Master? Master won't say anything to you, just listen to what you have to say."

Zhang Yong glanced towards the kitchen door, but did not see Fan Zhong, and then whispered: "That is, the master has no female apprentices, nor is he married, and there are no women around him, let alone female friends.

So we all guessed whether Master might be..."

Zhang Yong suddenly didn't dare to speak out anymore. He felt dirty when he said those words to a girl who looked so pure, lovely and absolutely beautiful.

Hao Xin saw Zhang Yong suddenly blushing and asked, "What?"

Zhang Yong's face turned even redder. Shang Siyi seemed to understand what he meant. He knew Hao Xin's temperament and added: "He just doesn't like women and likes men."

Zhang Yong did not expect Shang Siyi to speak so directly, so he quickly looked towards the kitchen door again, really afraid that his master would hear these words.

When Hao Xin heard this, he burst into laughter as if he had heard some joke.

She asked Shang Siyi: "Do you believe it?"

Shang Siyi shook his head: "Of course I don't believe it! He said it."

Shang Siyi said those words himself, but now he threw the blame to Zhang Yong, leaving Zhang Yong really speechless.

Hao Xin didn't take this matter seriously at first, but then he said to Shang Siyi: "Then do you know why Master didn't marry a wife?"

Shang Siyi was a bit of a know-it-all in Hao Xin's mind. She felt that he knew a lot about people and things in this circle, so he must also know about it.

Shang Siyi shook his head and said: "I don't know! Few people know about Master Fan. He has always been very low-key."

Hao Xin shrugged with some disappointment: "That's really a pity. I guess I'll probably have to ask him himself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Zhong came out with two bowls of noodles: "What do you want to ask me?"

When Zhang Yong heard this, he was so frightened that he almost flew away. He quickly got up and ran to the kitchen: "Master, I'm going to help serve the noodles."

Fan Zhong shouted to his back: "By the way, bring me the vegetables and Laba garlic."

Zhang Yong responded, got into the kitchen, brought out two more bowls of noodles, and then ran in to bring Laba garlic and vegetables.

When he came out again, he heard Hao Xin already asking: "Master, why haven't you married a wife? Is there someone you can't let go of? Or what's the reason?"

After hearing this, Zhang Yong wanted to get into the kitchen again and shrink himself up.

You know, senior fellow apprentices like them don’t dare to discuss this matter on weekdays, but this little junior sister actually dares to ask the master directly in person?

And the question was asked so directly, without any tact.

Fan Zhong was mixing noodles and said, "When did you, a girl, learn to be so gossipy?"

Hao Xin chuckled: "This is not gossip, I am clearly concerned about you."

"Sure, since you care about me, I have a banquet next month. You go with me to it, and I'll tell you later."

"Banquet?" This is what Hao Xin hates the most. She doesn't like that kind of occasion. Presumably the banquet Fan Zhong is going to attend will not be an ordinary banquet. She is not willing to make herself unhappy by going there.

Fan Zhong smiled and said: "What? There are still things that you, this girl, are afraid of."

Hao Xin said honestly: "Of course, I'm afraid of going to that kind of place. You can take whomever you like, as long as it's not me! I'm very busy."

Hao Xin had always responded to the requests of these masters, but this time she really couldn't agree to Fan Zhong's request because it was too masochistic.

Fan Zhong didn't force her, "Okay, if you don't want to go, forget it. If you are willing to see the world, I can take you there!"

After saying that, he glanced at Shang Siyi: "I guess Xiao Shang will also participate, right?"

Hao Xin immediately turned around and asked, "Will you attend too? What banquet does you need to attend?"

In Hao Xin's impression, Shang Siyi did not attend many banquets. Anyway, at least she rarely saw him attend any banquets after she got to know him.

Shang Siyi raised an eyebrow for me: "Which banquet are you talking about?"

Fan Zhong smiled and said: "Don't you have to attend the summit that is held every five years?"

Shang Siyi suddenly realized: "What do you mean?"

Fan Zhong nodded, then didn't mention it again, but lowered his head and started eating noodles.

Shang Siyi thought thoughtfully for a moment, said nothing more, and just lowered his head to eat noodles.

Hao Xin was confused and asked: "Are you playing riddles? Or are you deliberately not telling me?"

Fan Zhong interrupted: "My fried soybean noodles are really good. Girl, please try it quickly."

Hao Xin saw Fan Zhong's intention and stopped asking further questions. Anyway, he would just wait and leave later and ask Shang Siyi again.

She lowered her head and took a bite of Fan Zhong's fried noodles. The noodles were chewy and chewy, and the fried sauce was fragrant and delicious. It was indeed a rare and authentic taste.

Hao Xin was amazed and praised without hesitation: "Master, this fried sauce is really good!"

Fan Zhong immediately looked proud: "That's right, my Fan's Zhajiang is the best. It's hard to taste this flavor in any noodle restaurants outside."

After speaking, he continued to show off: "You know, my great-grandfather saved his life by relying on this unique skill."

Fan Zhong's words were so telling that Hao Xin couldn't help but ask: "Master, what's going on? Can you tell me?"

Fan Zhong put the noodle bowl on the table and began to talk seriously: "If we talk about it, it was still in the Qing Dynasty. At that time, my great-grandfather was in the porcelain business, but the guests he entertained were important officials of the court."

"The customer ordered a particularly expensive piece of porcelain and asked it to be delivered to his home. My great-grandfather went to deliver it in person. Unexpectedly, the little prince and the emperor happened to be guests that day. The little prince was naughty by nature. When he was playing in the yard, he bumped into my wife.

Grandpa, not only did the porcelain break, but it also hit the little prince, and the emperor was immediately furious..."