Drinking the high jasmine tea that Nalan just bought, and eating thick steamed buns with small sauce and radish. Although it was just a home-cooked meal for small families in Peking, I still ate it sweetly.

He swallowed the fourth thick steamed bun, Xiang Youbao swept the thick residue on the collar of his clothes, raised his hand and threw it into his mouth, then rinsed his mouth with a bowl of fragrant hot tea, and then sighed with satisfaction: "This meal is so delicious that I have to eat... breakfast and lunch are all put together, so I'm just going to take my hunger!"

Master Na Jiu, who had been holding half a bowl of hot tea and barely had a full meal, frowned, and looked like he was ignorant of food: "What should I do? If someone else comes to the door to open this, no matter how hard he is, he can always get rid of it. But Mr. Shui... is not easy to use with his softness!"

He reached out and picked up a piece of small sauce radish and threw it into his mouth. Xiang Youbao chewed the small sauce radish with a delicious taste, while smiling at Master Na Jiu in surprise: "Uncle Master, you have a detailed explanation, why is this Mr. Shui so difficult to deal with? I just heard what you said to Mr. Shui, it seems that here..."

He gave Xiang Youbao a fierce look, and Master Na Jiu snorted with no angrily: "This is not what your terrible master sucked in? After your master had an accident, he had to leave Sijiu City, but the city gate was full of swordsmen and swordsmen. Some of the guards of the big houses of the bannermen were holding it, waiting to take your master to vent their anger! This elder of Mr. Shui's family saw that your master was also a capable person. He opened his eyes and closed his eyes and grabbed your master in his house and went to Yuquan Mountain to get out of the city every day!"

He opened his mouth wide in surprise, and Xiang Youbao immediately showed an incredible expression: "Every day, go to Yuquan Mountain to fetch water? This Mr. Shui's house...what a big score?"

Still not angry at all, Na Jiuye raised his hand and pointed to the direction of the Forbidden City: "This Mr. Shui's family is a noble family in the Qing Dynasty, and a serious and famous scholar in the Sijiu City. I heard from the old people that in the Qing Dynasty, the first Emperor of the Qing Dynasty who sat in the Forbidden City sent someone to ask the ancestors of Mr. Shui's family to come out to be a teacher to the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty! The teacher of the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty... How many people want to do the work they want to break their heads, but the ancestors of Mr. Shui's family said they would not go anything!"

As if he was talking, Master Na Jiu drank half a bowl of hot tea in one breath, then wiped his lips and continued: "I heard that in the palace, a great nobleman took a cart of gold and silver and a sip of ghost-headed sword to Mr. Shui's house and asked Mr. Shui to choose one. Guess what - Mr. Shui's family immediately asked the whole family to bathe, change clothes and tie braids, and dozens of people stood in front of the ghost-headed sword!"

After sniffing half of the thick steamed bun, Nalan, who was sitting beside him, seemed to have heard this story countless times, and said angrily to Master Na Jiu who was talking very enthusiastically, with a little complaint: "Look at you, you have not finished talking about those old things..."

When he grinned at Nalan, who looked a little angry, Master Najiu seemed to be used to being scolded by his daughter. He did not take Nalan's anger seriously at all. He turned his head and said to himself: "The Qing Dynasty was a year when he was not apart from his head, but had no hair left. How many famous scholars in the mountains, south and north of the sea, just saw the big blades and maces in the hands of the Eight Banners soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, and immediately shaved his hair and became an official in the Qing Dynasty. There were really not many scholars with such blood and energy!"

He nodded vigorously, Xiang Youbao agreed with Master Na Jiu's words and said, "Or why are you saying the old sayings - there are many dog-slaughtering people, and those who are unfaithful are scholars?! It is rare for a scholar to have such courage and bloodiness!"

With a fierce slap in his thigh, Na Jiuye almost slapped the tea bowl in his other hand as a gavel on the table: "Who said it was not?! I won't mention Mr. Shui's ancestors, just talk about Mr. Shui himself - Beiyang, many high-ranking officials of the Republic of China, took a foreign car and came to the door with a Citi ticket to ask Mr. Shui to come out to be a clean guest and became an official. Mr. Shui said that he would not go if he died! I heard that a deputy officer under Duan Qirui from Beiyang also slapped Mr. Shui with a Citi ticket and a box cannon in front of Mr. Shui. Guess what Mr. Shui said? Mr. Shui said..."

As if he was deliberately trying to interrupt Master Na Jiu's bragging, Nalan, who was sitting beside him, suddenly answered Master Na Jiu's words: "Mr. Shui said - the ancestors were not afraid of axes, so why would our descendants be afraid of foreign guns?"

Just like when a poet was chanting a poem, someone sniffed the good lines from the poem, Na Jiuye held it in his throat in one breath, and coughed violently, and struggled to point his hand at Nalan who couldn't help laughing: "My daughter... are you... cough cough... are you going to kill your father?"

He reached out and patted Na Jiuye's back, and Xiang Youbao looked smiling: "Junior sister, you are so good at picking! Didn't you see Uncle Master talking here so much? Well, you let Uncle Master finish it..."

He gave Xiang Youbao a fierce look. Nalan stood up and packed the table, while complaining in a low voice: "I have said it seven or eight hundred times. Every time I say it, I have to add fuel to the fire. If you really can tell a good thing, then you might as well go to the overpass to set up the venue!"

After finally calming down his breathing, Master Na Jiu vomited with Nalan like an angry child: "I just said it! That Mr. Shui..."

He poured a bowl of tea for Master Na Jiu. Xiang Youbao winked at Nalan, who was about to speak up and argue with Master Na Jiu, and smiled as Master Na Jiu said, "What is Mr. Shui doing now?"

After drinking a few sips of tea, he calmed his mind. Na Jiuye gasped and replied: "A few years ago, the sign of National Tsinghua University was just launched, but Mr. Shui was just a few old friends who were studying. He took the position of professor at National Tsinghua University, specializing in teaching ancient Chinese! I heard that Mr. Shui always went to the lecture hall at the hour of class, and left immediately as soon as the bell rang after the class, and never paid attention to those students. I also heard that... Mr. Shui has never married in this life. He said that the marriage he ordered at home was dead. The girl who was engaged came to his house to serve Mr. Shui's mother for more than 20 years, but she has no status, like an old mother. I heard that she has not fulfilled her family..."

Seeing that Master Na Jiu had already raised the topic, Xiang Youbao quickly interrupted Master Na Jiu's nagging: "So, according to Uncle Master, you said, this Mr. Shui is just a teacher! He came to the door to ask for fragments of this strange beast picture. We said we would not give it to him if we died, so we would just send it over?"

He glanced at Youbao and Master Na Jiu shook his head vigorously: "Why can you deal with this easy to deal with, your uncle, why are you worried about? This Mr. Shui is good, but he is serious about one thing - he has to get any ancient books that he likes, and he will be satisfied no matter what! Just two years ago, Mr. Shui didn't know who said that, there was a wealthy family in Nanyuan who had a pair of inscriptions and calligraphy, and he went to the door to ask for the inscriptions and calligraphy to take a look. Seeing that the people were not allowed to see it, in the weather in the tenth winter, Mr. Shui could kneel at the door of the wealthy family for two days and two nights!"

He widened his eyes in surprise, and Xiang Youbao asked repeatedly: "What about later?"

He slapped the table hard, and Master Na Jiu looked like a man who was telling a story in a teahouse: "It was even more evil later! The wife of Mr. Shui who he didn't recognize came with him. Seeing that he could not pull the half-frozen Mr. Shui was also dead, the girl was also desperate, so she knelt down and knelt for another day and night! Later, the wealthy family saw that this was going to be a death, so they had to open the middle door and put Mr. Shui in the frozen death of him in, and then arranged for Mr. Shui to live in their study and read the inscription for seven days and seven nights!"

He pointed to the gate of his courtyard. Master Na Jiu, who was so addicted to his mouth, suddenly became frowning: "There are no ones around him. I am afraid that when Mr. Shui comes back, he will kneel at the door of our house if he doesn't say anything wrong! Such a scholar kneels at the door of our house... It doesn't take too long. In half an hour, the spits in Sijiu City can drown me alive!"

Rounding his eyes, Xiang Youbao took a tea bowl and drank a few sips of tea, and said to Master Na Jiu thoughtfully: "But Uncle Master... Don't worry, Mr. Shui is thinking about the fragment of the strange beast picture in our hand. I heard what Mr. Shui said just now... He also has fragments of the strange beast picture in his hand? What is there...Mo Monkey?"

Turning his head and glaring at Xiang Youbao, Master Na Jiu smiled coldly at Xiang Youbao with a slightly ridiculous look, "I'm thinking about something wrong again, right? Tell you the truth, I can take in the ancient books and books in Mr. Shui's study. I haven't heard of a single inch of paper that can flow out again! Let's talk about that pair of momao... that's also what Shui should do in his life! I heard that it was a Guangxi student who respected Mr. Shui, who taught Mr. Shui, so I thought that Mr. Shui could teach more knowledge. It was a coincidence that Mr. Shui, who was so uneasy on weekdays, could not move his legs when he saw the pair of momao, and taught the student seven more classes!"

As she smacked her lips, Xiang Youbao slowly swayed with the tea bowl in her hand, as if she remembered something: "I heard from the master that the mo monkey is only available in Yangshuo, Guangxi and Wuyi Mountain! If I really want to make a fuss about this mo monkey... For a while, I am afraid that this rare thing can't be found in Sijiu City..."

Turning his eyes, Na Jiuye snorted with anger: "Your master really teaches you everything?! I understand, tell you - in Sijiu City, in addition to the pair of black monkeys in Mr. Shui, the other hand, there was a group of juggling and serving a cartilage monkey in the sky bridge, and they could vaguely look like that black monkey..."

When his eyes lit up, his eyes suddenly became energetic: "Cartiled Monkey?"

With his eyelids drooping, Master Na Jiu responded listlessly: "Don't expect to compare the pair of Monkeys with Mr. Shui's hands! The method of training the Monkeys is mysterious, but I figured it out that way - I took the monkey with the newly shedded hair and washed my body with the prepared potion for nine days, and then fed it with some medicinal materials. The monkey will never grow up again. It looks like a Monkey. In the past, some people used this method to sell the Monkeys as Monkeys, which really deceived many players!"

Almost came to Master Na Jiu's eyes, Xiang Youbao stretched his neck and asked, "What happened later? Why did the stuff reveal it?"

After staring at Youbao with a fierce look, Master Na Jiu stood up angrily: "That medicinal material is too domineering. The monkeys served are even soft and it is difficult to support them for three months! Besides, the bones are soft, let alone grinding ink, and even feeding must be delivered to their mouths. How can they compare to the awakening of the real Monkey?"
Chapter completed!