It was already noon and time for lunch.
At this time, Ding Hou had also calmed down his excitement and was sitting in a chair, thinking about something.
Zhou Fu looked at Qian Yong, who was resting at the side, and said to Ding Hou, "Dojo Master, I have an agreement with Senior Brother. If he teaches me how to exert strength, I will treat everyone to ten big meals."
Ding Hou came back to his senses and looked between Qian Yong and Zhou Fu. He seemed to have thought of something and smiled. He nodded, "You can do as you see fit."
"Okay, then I will go and arrange it.
I will get someone to send the dishes over later. Dojo Master and everyone can eat together. "
After speaking, without waiting for Ding Hou's response, Zhou Fu walked towards the door.
Ding Hou looked at Qian Yong and asked, "Da Yong, what did you two say?"
"Just now, Junior Brother asked me to lift the stone ball and he said he wanted to observe it.
I said that I have already lifted it 200 times this morning. If I continue to practice, it will waste my energy and delay the rest of the training in the afternoon.
So Junior Martial Brother said that he would make up for the energy he had wasted. He wanted to treat everyone here to ten meals of good meat. "
Looking at his appointed eldest disciple, Ding Hou was overjoyed.
He did not expect that the most honest person would have his own little tricks.
This was just right. It would save him the trouble of not being able to fight and having to worry about the dojo.
This Zhen Shan Martial Dojo was not founded by Ding Hou, but by his father.
Until now, it had been around for almost 50 years.
Since then, most of the students in the martial arts school were from poor families. Those who were slightly better off, and some who were even worse off, all wanted to come here to learn some skills and then work as guards for those rich families. Although it was dangerous, it was also a job with a good income.
To learn martial arts, one had to eat until they were full. Only when they were full would they have strength.
More importantly, practicing martial arts not only required strength, but also a good body.
If a sickly person practiced martial arts, there would be no benefits and he would die even faster.
There were many ways to have a good body. The cheapest and most popular way was to eat meat!
There must be meat every day to ensure the health of the body.
After all, medicinal wine and medicinal pills were too expensive.
The Mountain Suppressing Fist also had its own unique medicinal wine. However, due to the lack of money, these medicinal wines could not be distributed to all of the disciples. Thus, he concentrated them on his son and two other talented disciples.
"Father, I'm back from buying meat." Ding Chuan's voice came from the door.
Everyone in the boxing club turned to look.
Ding Chuan happily walked to Ding Hou with the meat that was several times more than usual.
"Father, look, this is today's meat. It will definitely fill everyone's stomachs."
Unexpectedly, Ding Hou was not agitated. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, I got it. Go put the meat away first. We'll eat it tonight."
Ding Chuan was stunned by their reaction. What was going on? Usually, the amount of meat was only enough to satisfy everyone's basic needs. Today, they were going to fill their stomachs. Why weren't they excited?
Ding Chuan turned his head and glanced around. It seemed that an important person was missing.
His heart skipped a beat, and he started to panic.
Zhou Fu had disappeared!
Where was Zhou Fu?
Where was that rich young master from a rich family?
"Father!
Where is Young Master Zhou? "
Before Ding Hou could respond, Zhou Fu walked in through the door.
He came to Ding Hou and smiled at Ding Chuan as he passed him. Then he turned to Ding Hou and said, "Master, I've already arranged the food. Someone will send it over later. Where do you think we should eat?"
Ding Hou said, "Let's eat in the yard. Da Yong, take a few people and bring out the tables and chairs."
"Yes, Master. I'll go right away."
Ding Chuan was stunned at first, then he laughed out loud.
"He didn't leave. It's good that he didn't leave. There's even a big meal. Haha, I, Ding Chuan, really have good taste!"
"Father, I'll go and tell Auntie Wang not to cook anymore."
"Go ahead."
On the other side, under Qian Yong's arrangement, the people in the martial arts club stopped fighting. Then they went to the house to bring out the tables and chairs. They also brought water and started to wash the tables.
An aunt came out from the backyard of the martial arts club. She was short and fat, with dark skin and a kind face. At first glance, one could tell that she was an honest person who had worked hard for a long time.
She walked to Ding Hou and whispered, "Master, aren't you going to cook today?"
"Well, I'm not cooking. Someone will send it over later.
By the way, you should stay and eat. "
Ding Hou did not explain much. Then he said, "By the way, this is a new student in the martial arts club. His name is Zhou Fu."
Zhou Fu smiled and nodded, which was a greeting.
"Oh, okay, okay!" Aunt Wang said again, "Then I'll go and bring out the bowls and chopsticks."
By the time Aunt Wang took out the bowls and chopsticks, the dishes that Zhou Fu had arranged had also arrived.
An ox cart was parked in front of the Zhen Shan Martial Arts Club. There were stacked food boxes on the cart.
Zhou Fu said to Qian Yong, "Senior brother, this is our meal for today. You can ask someone to come and get it."
"Okay, okay!"
Not only Qian Yong, but the other people in the courtyard were also happy. They walked over together and took down the food boxes from the cart.
The driver was the waiter of the restaurant. He said to Qian Yong, "Just now, Young Master Zhou ordered 11 days worth of dishes. This is today's meal. By the way, you can keep the food boxes and plates first. I'll come and get them in four hours."
"Okay, I got it."
After closing the door, three dining tables that were put together were filled with plates of exquisite meat.
Ding Hou looked at the fragrant dishes and said in surprise, "There are so many dishes, and they were delivered so quickly?"
Zhou Fu laughed, "I was afraid that everyone would be hungry, so I asked someone to buy them from the three restaurants."
"That's very thoughtful." Ding Hou nodded and did not say anything more. The students sitting around the table began to swallow their saliva.
However, there were still some things that he had to make clear.
Ding Hou pointed at Zhou Fu and introduced him to everyone, "This is your junior brother, Zhou Fu. Today's dishes were also prepared by him."
Qian Yong was the first to say, "Thank you, junior brother. If you need anything in the future, just come to me!"
"Thank you, junior brother!"
"Yes, yes, thank you, junior brother."
"Okay!
Let's eat! "
As Ding Hou spoke, the chopsticks on the table danced for a while. The dishes were quickly reduced until only the plates were left.
When everyone was almost done eating, Ding Hou said to Zhou Fu, "In the afternoon, everyone will rest for two hours after lunch, and then we will start practicing again. Do you need a room here?"
"No, thank you for your concern. My house is not far from here. I can go back and rest."
"Well, okay."
"Then I'll take my leave, Master."
"Okay, be careful on the way."
After Zhou Fu left the boxing club, the other brothers also returned to their rooms to rest. At this time, Ding Chuan asked, "Dad, is Young Master Zhou in our boxing club?"
"Yes."
"Then why didn't he call you master?"
Ding Hou rolled his eyes at Ding Chuan, and then sighed in his heart. His only son was really worrisome!
"Was that meal delicious?" he asked.
"Of course it was delicious. I've never eaten such delicious food!" Ding Chuan answered seriously, and then asked softly, "Then … will there be more in ten days?"
Pa!
"Ouch!" Ding Chuan held his head and screamed.
Ding Hou looked at him, exasperated. "Eat!
Eat!
Eat!
You only know how to eat!
That meal cost at least 100 taels!
How can I be called 'master' by someone who can feed us for a month with just one meal!
Even if he dares to call me master, I dare to acknowledge him!
Where's your brain! "
"100 taels!
My god! "Ding Chuan didn't feel any pain. He was just shocked.
Ding Hou pointed at the prints on the meal boxes. "Sea Return Restaurant, Wangjiang Restaurant, Wanghai Restaurant!
Do you think the signboards of these three restaurants are white prints? "
Then he sighed and walked into the house.
As he walked, he sighed. "Ancestor, what sin have I committed to give birth to a brainless child!"
Watching Ding Hou's figure disappear into the house, Ding Chuan muttered, "Brainless?
If it weren't for my good brain, how could Zhou Fu come by himself?
You can eat this kind of food, tsk! "
…
When Zhou Fu returned to his residence, Yuzhu came up to him.
"Young Master, you're back. I've prepared the food for you."
"Good!"
The two of them chatted as they walked.
Yuzhu asked, "Young Master, will you be going to that martial arts school often in the future?"
"More or less. I'll be there for a while. Why?"
"Do you want me to send food to them every day?"
Sitting down at the dining table, Zhou Fu thought for a while and shook his head. "Forget it, there's no need. Ten more days will do."
"Yes!"
Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks to eat, Zhou Fu thought of something and said to Yuzhu, "Go and ask Huang Feng about the progress of the Chen family's development of the elixir to alleviate hunger!"
"Yes, Young Master. I'll go ask him now."
Looking at the table full of food, Zhou Fu sighed. "It's not good to eat too much. It's so troublesome to eat so much every day."
After spending nearly an hour eating, Zhou Fu didn't rest.
With the help of the Three Wheels Returning to Origin Transformation Technique, he converted almost as much food as he ate. The speed of digestion was even faster than the speed of eating.
This made Zhou Fu feel a little uncomfortable. He ate, but he didn't seem to have eaten.
But his body also gave him feedback. He was full!
Zhou Fu's courtyard was a small martial arts field. He came out of the dining room. Anyway, the food in his body had been converted. His spirit was also quite full under the effect of the Three Wheels Returning to Origin Transformation Technique.
"I have to quickly integrate this technique into my body."
According to Zhou Fu's plan, after the Jin family's second young mistress, Bai Lang's wife, got rid of the poison, he would let Bai Lang kill Zhang Yao. Then, he could deal with Chen Wenyao and that strange village.
This time, because of Zhang Yao, he felt that his relationship with Xing Gang had reached a freezing point. If he delayed any longer, the conflict between the two of them might erupt.
Moreover, according to Xing Feng's request, he still needed to teach Xing Gang a lesson.
And Xing Gang was the second son of the Xing family. How could he be easy to deal with?
"Power!
I need power! "