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Three hundred and fortieth chapters accept disciples

Despite the storm, the little old man's appetite was surprisingly good.

He quickly wiped out all the roasted fish on the plate.

Along with other delicious dishes, the little old man drank several sips of wine.

It tastes really good.

"It is said that a gentleman is far away from the kitchen, but you, a talented scholar, are really good at cooking."

"Even if you don't take the imperial examination, you can definitely live a comfortable life just with your good cooking skills."

After wiping his mouth, the little old man said to Huang Tinghui happily.

"If Dr. Chang likes it, as long as Tinghui is here!"

"Then I can cook more dishes for Doctor Chang!" Huang Tinghui said to the little old man with a smile.

Seeing Huang Tinghui acting like this, the little old man also looked dumbfounded, "Tell me, tell me!"

"Looking at you like this, you're really feeling a little uncomfortable holding back the pressure!"

"Today you brought me food to eat, and you also picked some nice things to say to me!"

"I must be asking for something!"

"I am a good person. Since I have received benefits from others, I will not just accept their benefits!"

"If you have anything to say, just tell me happily!"

"Otherwise, when I look at you like this, I won't be able to put down the chopsticks!"

The little old man smiled and said to Huang Tinghui.

"Doctor Chang, what do you think of Lian'er's qualifications?" Huang Tinghui looked at Dr. Chang and said.

Since Dr. Chang asked him to tell, Huang Tinghui told the truth.

After all, I got up very early and was busy cooking so many dishes.

Isn't it just so that the little girl can learn something from this little old man?

"Hahaha, hahaha..."

"I knew it, I knew it..." The little old man pointed in the direction of Huang Tinghui and laughed.

"When I talked about you with Mr. Tang before, he told me that I must never accept your benefits or eat your cooking!"

"It's said that Mr. Huang Xiaolang is a person who can't afford to get up late if he doesn't have any profit. If you eat the food he cooks, you have to do more things for him!"

"Now it seems that this is really the case!"

As he spoke, the little old man took another sip of wine.

"This dish is indeed not cheap to eat, but I agree to your request!"

"It's not because of your talent, but Lian'er is very talented, but she's not good enough to study medicine!"

"Compared to these disciples of mine, Lian'er is more qualified, but also has an extremely well-behaved temperament!"

"Thanks to her helping me these days, otherwise I wouldn't be able to keep busy even if I have a lot of heads and six arms!"

"Um!"

"I can promise you this!" The little old man smiled and said to Huang Tinghui, "Let Lian'er learn from me for a while!"

"As for how much the little girl can learn from me, it all depends on her luck!"

The little old man agreed to Huang Tinghui's request, and this sentence was no longer burdensome.

"It is Lian'er's great fortune to be able to be a disciple of Dr. Chang!"

"Tinghui promised Dr. Chang that as long as Dr. Chang is in Hangzhou for one day, I will cover all your meals!"

"As long as Dr. Chang doesn't get tired of Tinghui's cooking!" Huang Tinghui said happily to Dr. Chang when he saw that Dr. Chang agreed to his request.

"Then I'll be disrespectful!" At this time, Doctor Chang looked back at Wu Feilian, "Well, it seems that the medicine has worked!"

"The erythema on your body has been removed, but it doesn't hurt to soak in the medicine too much!"

“It’s also good for your skin to soak more often!”

After giving Lian'er some instructions, the little old man said with emotion.

"I told you before that Huang Xiaolang is very lucky and has found a virtuous wife!"

"Now it seems that it's not just Huang Xiaolang who has good luck!"

"For you to be able to marry Mr. Huang Xiaolang is a blessing accumulated over several lifetimes!"

"In this way, you two are a match made in heaven!"

"After leaving Miyagi this time, I won't be able to stay in Hangzhou for too long!"

"Then I will go talk to my little junior brother. Now that I am old, I want to travel around the world and help the world by hanging a pot!"

"The time you spend in Jiangsu and Zhejiang will definitely not be too long!"

"How much you can learn during this period of time depends entirely on your luck!"

The little old man stroked his beard and said to Lian'er with a smile.

"Lian'er!"

"Thank you teacher!" Huang Tinghui hurriedly said in Lian'er's ear.

Hearing Huang Tinghui's words, Lian'er gently pulled up the hem of her skirt. She slowly walked a few steps in the direction of the little old man, and then said sweetly.

"Lian'er thanked her mentor!"

Seeing Wu Feilian saluting him, the little old man also touched his beard and laughed loudly.

In the opinion of the little old man, the fact that his junior brother could accept a woman as his disciple meant that this woman was definitely something special.

Otherwise, in this era, no matter how powerful a woman is, she will not let a doctor teach him all he has learned in his life.

In addition, during these days, the little old man has had a lot of contact with the little girl.

I also learned a little about the little girl's temperament.

Otherwise, as a doctor like Dr. Chang, he would not accept a woman as his apprentice no matter what.

At the same time that Dr. Chang accepted Wu Feilian as his disciple.

Somewhere in Hangcheng Mansion, Tang Zihu and a young man named Zhang came to the Zhang Mansion again.

After drinking a few pots of tea, I studied poetry and paintings.

Tang Zihu then made an insinuation and said, "Brother Zhang, why haven't you seen your sister recently?"

"My sister?"

"Recently, she is learning embroidery in her boudoir. She is very happy to learn embroidery from the old mothers in Fuzhong."

The scholar surnamed Zhang still doesn’t know that Tang Zihu is trying to save the country through twists and turns, and his original intention is not to be a gangster brother with the scholar surnamed Zhang.

He is a drunkard who does not care about drinking. He wants to be the brother-in-law of a scholar named Zhang.

"oh!"

"That's it!"

"No wonder!" Tang Zihu's voice sounded a little low.

Since the last time he visited the Zhang Mansion Garden, Tang Zihu and Miss Zhang met by chance and regarded the scholar's sister named Zhang as the lover of his dreams.

I was astonished by the scholar's sister named Zhang.

Now I have come to Zhang's house with no excuses, just to seize an opportunity and have the chance to meet the scholar's sister named Zhang.

Who knew that scholar Zhang’s sister was doing embroidery in her boudoir school?

No wonder Tang Zihu seemed so depressed after hearing this incident.

"Speaking of my sister!"

"It's really a headache!" The scholar surnamed Zhang shook his head with a distressed look on his face.

"Last time, my sister threatened to find a husband like Huang Tinghui!"

"This time Huang Tinghui won the first prize in the hospital examination, and she became even more proud!"

"When others hear my sister's request, will anyone dare to come to propose marriage?"

"As for Huang Tinghui, he already has a little wife by his side. You can't let my sister be the little one!"

"Every time my dad thinks about this, he gets a headache!" The scholar surnamed Zhang explained helplessly.


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