When he returned to the kitchen, Geng Po was staring at the knife and was ecstatic. After a while, he said, "You can use this knife to cut vegetables in the future. When your level of cutting vegetables can reach half of my just now, even if you use the rotten Shaolin sword technique, you can fight me for a few more rounds." As he said that, he handed the knife to Xue Chang.

Xue Chang took it solemnly without hesitation and said gratefully: "Thank you Mr. Geng for your accomplishment! I will work harder to use it to cut vegetables well, and be familiar with and master the characteristics of the knife as soon as possible."

"It's good that you know, you can't be lazy!" Geng Po reminded with a little heartache: "And also-you must take good care of this knife, and you can't break it, otherwise I will let you know how powerful I am!"

"I understand." Xue Chang smiled slightly: After spending time together, he found that Geng Po was a cold-faced person.

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Xue Chang's life is still the same as usual, practicing martial arts, working, telling stories, and practicing martial arts with his apprentices... The difference is that the morning's matchmaking is no longer a close-fitting battle, but a competition of swordsmanship. Xue Chang is more serious in his work, and even takes the initiative to work overtime.

As life passes day by day, the chivalrous value in Xue Chang's system is also decreasing. Fortunately, under his guidance, Xue Chang and Fan Yu do some good things from time to time, such as giving food to poor people and actively supporting diners with mobility-inconvenient seats... so that chivalrous value can be supplemented and maintain the needs of Xue Chang's system training.

During the time he stayed in the restaurant, Xue Chang discovered that the reason why Geng Po was able to provide him with various ingredients for his modern dishes was because from time to time, people took the initiative to deliver goods to their doorsteps, fishermen, hunters, farmers... Many of the ingredients they provided were not available to the town grocery shops.

When Xue Chang and Hu Qiudi chatted privately, they knew that most of these deliverymen were the sons of Geng Po's old friends and had received a lot of help from him, but Geng Po kept rejecting their rewards. In the end, they had to choose to repay in this way. However, every time Geng Po insisted on paying a lot more money... This gave Xue Chang a new understanding of Geng Po.

Of course, it is regrettable that every time the delivery person comes to the door, Geng Po personally receives it. Xue Chang has no chance to meet these delivery people who are "very good at martial arts." According to Hu Qiudi, "the delivery person with good martial arts skills" is.

Early this morning, Fan Yu was still watching the competition between the master and Geng Po as before, and he and Xu Xi had organized the restaurant lobby and were about to open the door.

He pulled off the door bolt and pushed open the thick wooden door.

Longmen Town is located by the river. It is foggy in the morning, and today is no exception. It is still thicker than before. Although the sun has already shined, the fog has not yet dissipated. Also, because it is late autumn, winter is approaching, and the weather is getting colder, so even if it is getting late, there are still few pedestrians on the streets, and it seems that there will be no guests coming for a while.

Fan Yamad turned around and prepared to enter the store.

"Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!..." A sound of horse hooves with a melodious sense came extremely clearly.

After a while, a carriage emerged from the hazy fog in the distance and soon stopped in front of the restaurant door.

This is a manned carriage with an ordinary appearance, just two white pack horses are tall and handsome, and look very majestic.

Fan Yu was delighted when he saw the light, and stood there and looked carefully.

The old coachman dressed in a farmer turned his head, looked at him, and said, "Is Geng Po here? His old friend is here to visit, please come out to greet him!"

The coachman was quite rude. Fan Yu was usually very good at making trouble, and he felt uncomfortable at this moment. However, although the old man was wrinkled and his eyes were shining, Fan Yu was panicked. He couldn't help but throw a sentence: "Wait a minute." Then he hurried back to the restaurant.

After hearing this, Geng Po's face changed slightly and he immediately left the kitchen.

Xue Chang was curious and followed him, wanting to see the fun.

Geng Po came to the door and saw the coachman standing in front of the tent, whispering something to the person in the carriage. His thin back gave Geng Po a sense of strange familiarity, which made him unable to wait to ask: "May I ask--"

"Xiao Geng, long time no see!" The coachman turned around and said with a smile on his face.

Although the voice was light, it was like a huge thunder in Gengpo's ears. His expression changed drastically. He looked straight at the other person with his eyes, and quickly moved forward. When he approached the other person, he realized something. He stopped again. With a "boom", he knelt down on one knee, bowed respectfully, and said extremely excitedly: "General Ye--"

The coachman seemed to be old, but his movements were quite agile. He immediately took a step forward and held him with both hands: "Get up quickly, get up quickly, you and I are ordinary people now, just a normal title."

Geng Po understood, stood up, and said excitedly and emotion: "Old Ye... Ye, we haven't seen each other for thirty years, but I didn't expect you to be still in the same style!"

"Old, it's useless." Old Ye shook his head and said meaningfully: "You haven't seen each other for many years and have gained a lot. You insisted on staying and didn't want to go to the Western Regions. Some people didn't understand this and almost fought with you. I once scolded them and said, "The chef is a person who values ​​love and righteousness, and will never forget his roots!" Some time ago, I heard someone say that you took good care of those orphans, and I am very pleased!"

"...Thank you Mr. Ye for your care and maintenance for me!" Geng Po, who was almost sixty years old, choked up when he said this.

Old Ye held his hand, shook it hard to show comfort, and then said softly: "I came to see you this time, mainly because I want you to meet someone."

"Who is it?" Geng Po asked hurriedly.

Old Ye turned around and bowed to the carriage and saluted: "Miss, Geng Po is here."

Seeing Mr. Ye so respectful, Geng Po's heart was shocked again, and he suddenly remembered a rumor.

"Grandpa San, I have said it many times. You are an elder, so there is no need to do this. Why don't you just listen?!" A voice came from the carriage, low and hoarse, unlike a female voice, and different from a male voice. It has a special magnetic nature and is extremely attractive to people's ears.

"Etiquette cannot be abandoned." Although Old Ye's voice was small, his tone was very firm.

"Oh..." A sigh came from the carriage, like a chanting horse-headed qin, which made Xue Chang, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but be touched by his heart, making him even more curious about what kind of person would be in the carriage.

A delicate jade hand lifted the curtain and walked out a woman. She was tall and graceful. She was wearing a goose yellow silk dress and had a very beautiful appearance. She only raised her eyebrows slightly, and her pair of phoenix eyes were bright and energetic, revealing a bit of heroic spirit.

She stood in front of the carriage, with her hands still lifting the curtain, and another woman walked out of the car.

She was wearing a lilac dress, a red brocade robe with beautiful hair as clouds, twisted and wrapped her hair around her head, and a golden step was inserted diagonally. She was covered with a white veil. Although she could not see her appearance clearly, her skin was as bright as a cream, her forehead was smooth and full, her eyebrows were like a crescent moon, and her eyes were as bright as a star. Her noble and luxurious temperament revealed a clear spirit.

She took two steps forward and smiled sweetly. The sky, which was darkened by the morning mist, suddenly became bright: "Is this Uncle Geng? Third Grandpa often mentions you to me, and his niece Ye Ziqiong is polite!" This voice was exactly the sound that came from the carriage before. She said, bowing respectfully. This seemingly ordinary ritual came from the hand of this elegant and vulgar girl, but it narrowed the distance between Geng Po and others.

The surname is Ye!... Geng Po's heart was shocked again, and he kept saying, "I dare not take it, I dare not take it..." but he looked at Old Ye next to him with confusion.

"Miss, let's go in and reminisce about the past." Old Ye didn't look at him and suggested to Michelle Ye.

"Okay." Ye Ziqiong nodded, looked at Geng Po's back with her pair of water-cut autumn pupils, swept over the three masters and apprentices Xue Chang who were staring at her in a daze, and asked curiously: "Uncle Geng, are these orphans you adopted?"

"No, they are all my shop's friends." Geng Po said, turning around and shouting at Xue Chang and the other two: "Why don't you go to work quickly? Why are you stupid enough to stay outside?"

Fan Yu and Xu Xi rushed into the shop like rabbits, but Xue Chang walked in calmly.

"Wait a minute!" the woman in the yellow dress suddenly said loudly.
Chapter completed!