Legend of the Cultivation God Chapter 75: Different

15 different chapters of Seventh

Zhang Xiaohua sorted out the futon on the Kang, opened his own baggage, took out all the things he needed, and then put the baggage in the small cabinet on the Kang.

Although this Kang had lived before, Liu Er had just left, but the things were packed neatly, and there was nothing left in Liu Er. The introspected Zhang Xiaohua was organized for others.

After finishing everything, Zhang Xiaohua was sitting on the kang, and was waiting to take a closer look at the room. Then he heard a thunderous thunder in his stomach, Zhang Xiaohua blushed, peeped at the Ma Jing, and sure enough, others From this perspective, Ma Jing looked at Xiaohua and looked at him, and said with a smile: "Xiaohua brother, hungry, don't worry, wait a moment, let's go to eat."

Zhang Xiaohua points nods and says, "Okay."

I have eaten something in front of the Mountain Village gate since noon, and I held a stone lock in the Lotus Dart Bureau in the afternoon. I have n’t got anything at all until now. At this moment, I feel very hungry.

Fortunately, not long afterwards, Ma Jing came down from Kang, picked up the copper basin and washed his hands, greeted Zhang Xiaohua and said, "Come on, brother, let ’s eat."

Zhang Xiaohua gladly followed behind Ma Jing and walked out of the house.

The dining hall is in Inner Sect, and walked through several Inner Sects. Zhang Xiaohua was dizzy with Ma Jing and nods. Every yard seemed to be the same size as the yard they lived in, some people lived, some The black lights were blind, Zhang Xiaohua didn't dare to ask more, but just walked away. Just when he was about to get lost, he finally saw Ma Jing stopped and walked into a brightly lit hall.

The dining room is very large and unexpectedly large. How big is it? The Xiaohua cannot be called out. I just watched six rows of tables in the rectangular room. There are about a dozen tables in each column. However, there seemed to be few people eating at this time, and the whole hall seemed empty.

Ma Jing entered the lobby and went straight to a corner. Zhang Xiaohua looked at the lobby and walked a few steps, following Ma Jing. Joke, so many tables, who knows where to sit? However, when he was in the corner, Zhang Xiaohua found himself wrong. The other tables were empty. Only the corner table had tableware and meals. Where can I sit without sitting here?

Ma Jing has found a seat in front of his head and waited for a Xiaohua to approach, but found that there was a problem. There were three tables in front of me, one of the tables was empty, and the other two were on both tables. People who are full of Tsing Yi little hats seem to have no extra space. Can't help, Zhang Xiaohua is a little puzzled. Where did the previous Liu Er usually sit?

Ma Jing picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat. Seeing Zhang Xiaohua standing still, he was stunned. Then he looked up and smiled, saying, "There is no place, Xiaohua, you can sit on that unmanned table."

Zhang Xiaohua ordered nods and was preparing to go. At this time, there was a strange sound of Yin & Yang: "If you are new, you will be picky eaters? If you do n’t look at your virtue, would you like to eat First Class?"

Zhang Xiaohua froze and looked back, but did not find out who said it, but Zhang Xiaohua took a closer look at the meals on the empty table, then looked back at Ma Jing what they ate, and could n’t help but move , There is a difference, let's not talk about the food on the two tables, Zhang Xiaohua can not be clearly distinguished, but from the plates and bowls containing the meals, you can see the clues, then Ma Jing they eat the plate Zi Ming The size is significantly larger, and the number of plates is less. On the other table, the number of plates is obviously larger, but the plates are smaller. Of course, the quality of the plates and bowls are also different, but Zhang Xiaohua is not clear.

This time, even if Zhang Xiaohua is stupid, he knows that the table is not for him to eat, not to mention Zhang Xiaohua is not stupid, he just has not been out of the country, he has never seen the world. Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua stopped, and there was a trace of doubt in my heart. What does Ma Jing mean?

Just want to see someone come in again, Zhang Xiaohua looked up, but the four men in stiff suits, they went straight to the empty table, eat and drink by themselves, and did not look at the other Two people at the table looked at the plain middle-aged man who had just taken the shoulder of Zhang Xiaohua. He glanced at Zhang Xiaohua, but he did not speak or greet him for dinner.

Just when Zhang Xiaohua was embarrassed and abnormal, and did not know how to be good, a voice rang behind him: "Zhang Xiaohua? Why do n’t you sit down and eat?"

Zhang Xiaohua looked back and it turned out that Tian Zhongxi came over.

Zhang Xiaohua said: "The tables are full and there is no place to sit."

Tian Zhongxi was taken aback for a moment, looking at the two people at the table who were buried at the table. They could not help frowning and immediately smiled: "Oh, yes, you come with me."

After finishing, walked next to Ma Jing, pulled out from under the table, pulled out a stool, and said to Zhang Xiaohua: "Just sit here." Then, took the shoulders of the people next to Ma Jing and Ma Jing and said, "You Two, let Jean, make a place. "

Ma Jing hippie smiled and said: "Hey brother, this is nowhere, how do you make it?"

Tian Zhongxi glared at him and said, "Normally Liu Er is sitting, Zhang Xiaohua is thinner than Liu Er, how can't I sit?"

The other person did n’t say anything and moved away. Ma Jing looked at it and had to move it. Although it ’s not a big place, it was enough for Zhang Xiaohua, but Tian Zhongxi went to another table. The person who ate quickly pulled out a stool from under the table, and the person next to him gave up a big vacancy.

Zhang Xiaohua was sitting on the stool, gorging on a sumptuous dinner. Not to mention that he was already hungry and groaned, and just talking about the food on this table made his index finger move. Our poor Xiaohua, when I saw such a rich dish, I do n’t know how to make this plate of meat. It ’s better than braised meat. What is that plate of meat? It's even better than pork belly, and this fish, how big is the head, where has the body gone? And this staple food is also very sweet, alas, if the grandmother can eat it well, thinking about it, Zhang Xiaohua will eat slowly, then he noticed that the people next to him almost stopped chopsticks, everyone's eyes All stopped on his bowl, there was ridicule, ridicule, disdain, and smile and gratification, and some people whispered: "At a glance, I know that it is from the country, and I have never seen anything to eat."

Unfortunately at this time, Zhang Xiaohua seems to have adapted to the eyes of everyone. Since he has a taste of "fresh breeze blowing the hills", he has eaten himself and ignored the eyes of others. Everyone saw it, even very much. I ’m not interested, I do n’t pay attention to him, but I still talk while eating. Zhang Xiaohua even noticed that those people ate while looking at the other First Class meal, and bit their ears: "All doing the same job, why They eat First Class meal, can't we? "

But this one does not have relation with Xiaohua. It is beautiful to eat these every day. Who cares what First Class meal? And there are many kinds of things over there, but there is no benefit here.

Eat more and eat better. This is the theme of Zhang Xiaohua in the dining room tonight.

Although Zhang Xiaohua has let go of his belly, there are still a lot of meals left on the table, and others seem to eat little. Looking at these leftovers, Zhang Xiaohua ’s only idea is to give himself How good is the pig.

The thought lingered in his heart until he followed the crowd back to the house.

Going back to the house, Ma Jing and Zhang Xiaohua each drank a glass of water, and then returned to their own kang. Then Ma Jing was still holding his own stinky feet with his hands. Zhang Xiaohua looked at it, and could n’t help thinking contemptuously Ma Jing's feet must be given to someone one day? Take advantage of the good work now ~

It's just that the smell in the house is getting more and more unpleasant. Zhang Xiaohua doesn't even think maliciously. Then, is it because Liu Er borrowed his mother's death just because of this? At this time, he wanted to quickly bring Liu Er back, so he could move to another house, and he did not want to see if Liu Er would come back, whether he could stay in Huanxi Mountain Village.

Finally, Zhang Xiaohua, who was really intolerable, got up and walked to the window, opened the window, and then, looking at the night outside, took a few deep breaths, not asking Trace's question Ma Jing: "Brother Ma, just eat How come there are two kinds of food? Can you tell me? "

Ma Jing took that finger away from his nose, narrowed his eyes and said, "Xiaohua, it's very clear, very ambitious, if you don't understand it, you can ask questions, and you can improve, then I also I wo n’t hide it, I ’ll talk to you about it. "

Finally, the glance passed the window, the more the night, and the time and space, it seemed to be back to the past. The deep voice of Ma Jing was remembered in Zhang Xiaohua's ear: "A long time ago ..."

Zhang Xiaohua was taken aback, and asked, "A long time ago?"

Ma Jing responded and said, "Yes, before the New Year."

"Bang Dang" one sound interrupted the memories of Ma Jing. Ma Jing looked at Zhang Xiaohua who fell down and thought: "Returning the child, the posture of falling is handsome, it really gathers like things, only he is qualified to follow I live in a house. "Then asked with concern:" What's wrong? "

"Oh, it's okay, you were tripped by your thoughts through time and space." Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile.

Ma Jing went on to say: "Before the New Year, Huanxi Mountain Village was in charge of Medicine Field. It was our gang of Mountain Villages. Although they were very bitter, they did not eat First Class meals. Since the new year, it seems to start from the eighteenth day of the first lunar month. On the side of Zhuang’zi Medicine Field, a few more Medicine Fields have been prescribed. Do you know what kind of medicine? "

Zhang Xiaohua is at a loss: "I do n’t know."

Ma Jing said: "Guess what?"

Zhang Xiaohua said in a daze: "I really don't know, I haven't planted medicinal materials, nor have I seen medicinal materials, how can I guess?"

"Uh." Ma Jing points nods and said: "I guess you can't guess."

"So, what kind of medicinal material?" Zhang Xiaohua eagerly asked.

Ma Jing said slowly: "I don't even know this."

"Boom", Zhang Xiaohua fell to the ground, and Ma Jing burst into praise again: "Good posture."