Chapter 9: These Guys Have Problems

Early in the morning, just as the sky was beginning to brighten, dozens of disciples had already gathered outside the kitchen.

When Ye Changqing opened the door, he was also startled by the scene outside the door.

"Brothers and sisters, aren't you guys coming too early?" ===== CHAPTER 17 =====

"Not early, not early."

"Exactly, the plan of the day lies in the morning, getting up early is nothing."

Everyone shook their heads one by one. Heaven knows how they spent last night for this bowl of Braised Noodles, dreaming of slurping noodles.

To this, Ye Changqing was also helpless. These guys were really fighting for eating.

He didn't say much, let everyone enter the courtyard, Ye Changqing went to stir-fry the sauce, everyone consciously chopped wood, fetched water, and lit the fire, just to be able to eat this mouthful of Braised Noodles a bit earlier.

Before long, the fragrance of the sauce permeated the courtyard, and dozens of Divine Sword Peak disciples squatted together in groups of three or five, not caring about their image at all, and just ate in large mouthfuls.

One by one, they were wolfing down their food, not having the temperament of sect disciples at all, more like old village men in the mortal world.

"Brother Changqing, add a bowl of noodles."

"Two bowls."

"Here too."

The sound of adding noodles came one after another. Even the female disciples had to eat at least two bowls, and the male disciples went without saying.

"Brother Changqing, prepare more noodles at noon."

After eating, everyone washed the bowls and cleaned up, and some even said to Ye Changqing, this Braised Noodles was never enough to eat.

Once these words were spoken, they instantly won the approval of everyone present, but Ye Changqing shook his head.

"No noodles at noon, I researched a new dish."

Eating noodles every meal, you will get tired of it if you eat too much. It just so happened that the system rewarded a new dish, Stir-fried Meat, yesterday, so he could change their taste.

It was also a very common home-cooked dish, using high-quality Red-Striped Pig meat, fat and lean, simple to make, paired with rice, it was definitely a delicacy.

Hearing that there was a new dish to eat at noon, the eyes of many disciples lit up.

If it were before, they might not have had any expectations at all, but now, after tasting the Braised Noodles, everyone's view of Ye Changqing's craftsmanship had completely changed.

"Alright, alright, Brother Changqing, is there anything that needs help? Just say it."

"Exactly, I still have a few Body Refining Pills here, Brother Changqing, you are tired, take them to cultivate."

"Brother is too kind, brother still has a lot of pills from yesterday."

"This doesn't conflict. If brother thinks it's too much, just eat them as sugar beans."

Hearing that there was a new dish to eat, everyone was very attentive, some took the initiative to help, some sent pills and medicinal powders.

To this, although Ye Changqing waved his hands and refused repeatedly, in the end, he had to accept these pills.

Rather than taking them back, these people would rather give them to Ye Changqing to eat as sugar beans.

"No need for help, brothers and sisters, just come at the time."

There was nothing that needed help. Hearing this, everyone didn't say anything more, and after breakfast, they left one after another.

Almost all of them were chores disciples, everyone had tasks on them, so naturally, they couldn't stay with Ye Changqing all the time.

Lu Youyou didn't leave. Looking at her who stayed alone, Ye Changqing smiled.

"Sister Youyou, nothing to do today?"

"I have nothing to do every day."

Hearing this, Lu Youyou replied with a smile, while Ye Changqing's mouth twitched.

"I mean, doesn't Sister Youyou need to cultivate?"

"I do need to, but I'm not in a hurry, I'll cultivate at night. By the way, brother, do you need help?"

Lu Youyou, as a personal disciple, had the only task of cultivating, and other things were solved by others for her.

But thinking that she could eat a new dish at noon, this girl didn't have any thoughts of cultivating, so she simply chose to stay here and wait until noon.

Seeing this, Ye Changqing didn't say anything more and planned to cultivate first, anyway, it was still early until noon.

"Then sister, please yourself, brother will cultivate for a while."

"Then I'll teach you."

She said without hesitation. Personal guidance from a personal disciple, for any disciple, was something that could be met but not sought.

Moreover, to have such an opportunity, one must pay an extremely high price.

After all, personal disciples are not something anyone can come into contact with, just like many chores disciples hadn't recognized Lu Youyou's identity, because they couldn't come into contact with personal disciples on weekdays.

"Alright."

Ye Changqing didn't refuse either, and then the two began to cultivate in the courtyard.

But just after half an hour, Lu Youyou began to doubt life.

Perhaps because everyone's experience is different, Lu Youyou had been surrounded by geniuses since she was a child.

But Ye Changqing's talent was really somewhat hard to describe.

His comprehension was very high. Many things about cultivation, he could understand after being told once, and even draw inferences from one instance, but when he really started to cultivate, it changed completely.

It was the feeling that the brain understood, but the hands and feet didn't understand.

For some simple basic martial arts, Ye Changqing had to learn one movement for a long time.

In Lu Youyou's view, such simple martial arts should be learned after one or two times.

Looking at the confusion in Lu Youyou's eyes, Ye Changqing couldn't help but blush.

"Sister Youyou, how about you go rest first, and I'll practice for a while?"

"No, I can do it, if it doesn't work, we'll practice a few more times, Master said that diligence can make up for clumsiness."

Lu Youyou said stubbornly. This little girl was quite persistent. She said she would teach Ye Changqing to cultivate, so she must teach him.

Cultivating until it was close to noon, seeing that the time was almost up, Ye Changqing began to prepare lunch.

And Lu Youyou fell into deep thought alone, thinking about how to teach Brother Changqing.

He didn't care about her either, took half a side of Red-Striped Pig meat, more than a hundred catties, it should be enough for everyone to eat at noon.

Wash, slice, marinate, then prepare ingredients, and boil rice.

Just when Ye Changqing was preparing lunch here, everywhere in Divine Sword Peak, chores disciples had already begun to calculate the time silently.

At the main square on the mountainside, more than ten chores disciples were cleaning, three of whom gathered together and said with drool.

"How much longer?"

"Don't be in a hurry, it's half an hour until mealtime."

"Damn it, why is there still half an hour, I'm going to starve to death."

"Stop talking nonsense, finish sweeping quickly and go queue up, be careful not to be able to queue up and have nothing to eat."

"Right, right, right, finish it quickly and go queue up."

For a mouthful of food, the three instantly looked like they had been injected with chicken blood. The broom in their hands was simply swung into afterimages.

Watching the three swinging their brooms until they were almost smoking, the other chores disciples all had complex expressions and confusion in their eyes.

"Brother, are they okay? Why do they feel abnormal?"

"Don't know, could it be that they are cultivating some martial arts?"

"No way, what martial arts are related to a broom?"

"Seems not, damn, it's on fire, you guys look."

Looking along the finger, I saw that one of the brooms was really swung until it caught fire. For a time, everyone was completely stunned. It's just sweeping the floor, what do you mean by swinging the broom until it catches fire?