Chapter 7: and translation of chapter title
I had already rushed over as soon as possible, but I never expected this bunch of old-timers to arrive even earlier than I did.
"You guys have been fucking guarding this spot all afternoon?"
"No, we just arrived, just arrived."
"Those who came first lined up voluntarily; the earlycomers were thrilled, while the latecomers complained nonstop."
"However, no one cut in line, after all this rule was set by Ye Zhangqing, and even if he said nothing, the other disciples wouldn't allow it."
"For this bowl of stewed noodles, there's no doubting these disciples' determination."
"Being fair benefits everyone, and anyone who cuts in line will surely become the public enemy of all."
"The long queue stretched outside the courtyard; at that moment, having missed lunch, the two girls who had been looking forward to an afternoon meal hurried over."
"On the way, they boasted proudly."
"Senior Sister, this time there's definitely no problem; we arrived so early, it's not even mealtime yet."
"Hmm."
"They had arrived early, and the two girls thought they were early enough, but who would have thought that before even entering the courtyard they saw the long line, leaving them stunned."
"Junior Brother, what's this?"
"We're waiting for the meal to start; Senior Sister, you're also here to eat? Then please get in line."
"Seeing the queue already extending outside the courtyard, the smiles on the two girls' faces froze; it's not even mealtime yet—what on earth is going on with these people?"
"I thought I had come early enough, but who knew this bunch of old-timers arrived even earlier."
"This is outright absurd compared to the monthly distribution of cultivation resources; back then I never saw them this excited, and now they're all worked up over a single bowl of stewed noodles?"
"Wanting to step forward to see what's happening, but after just two steps, many disciples complained."
"Hey hey hey, Junior Sister, don't break the rules—go line up at the back."
"Yeah yeah, we're all in line—don't you understand first come, first served?"
"Having taken just two steps forward, they met opposition from the crowd; seeing this, the two girls shrank their necks and reluctantly retreated, obediently lining up at the end."
"What should we do, Senior Sister? Are we not going to get any again? What's so special about this bowl of stewed noodles?"
"Um, let's wait a bit; maybe we'll still get to eat."
"That's all we can do to console ourselves—hope we can at least get a bite."
"Meanwhile, at the summit of Divine Sword Peak, this is where the Elders, Inner Disciples, and the Peak Master reside."
"At that moment, inside a grotto, a drunken old coot was speaking to a young girl before him."
"Youyou, did you remember everything I just taught you?"
"Yes, I remembered it all."
"Then do you have any remaining doubts?"
"No, Master."
"Then you may withdraw."
"The disciple takes his leave."
"She respectfully exited the grotto, the girl didn't linger, heading straight for the mountain base; even if someone called out to her along the way, she paid no heed."
"Huh, Junior Sister Youyou, what are you doing? In such a hurry."
"Yeah, she didn't respond to anyone calling her, and she's still racing straight to the mountain base."
"They spoke puzzledly, reasoning that as an Inner Disciple she shouldn't be so indisposed; perhaps something urgent happened, though they'd heard nothing of any major incident."
"This girl is none other than Lu Youyou, the very first to have tasted the stewed noodles."
"After eating that bowl of stewed noodles in the morning, Lu Youyou thought about the flavor all day; she had intended to come at noon, but the Master detained her, leaving her unable to slip away."
"After barely making it through to the afternoon, this meal of stewed noodles, Lu Youyou was determined to eat no matter what."
"Thus, after bidding farewell to the Master, she rushed straight to the dining hall without delay."
"Her speed peaked instantly; before long she reached the mountain base, and those waiting outside the dining hall felt only a gust of wind, then a white blur flashing by."
"What just passed by?"
"I didn't see clearly—was it a big white rat?"
"Damn big white rat, that's clearly a person."
"They also wondered why there were so many people outside the dining hall, but Lu Youyou couldn't care less; all she wanted now was a bite of stewed noodles."
"Her figure instantly planted itself in the courtyard, her big eyes blinking as she looked toward Ye Zhangqing."
"Junior Brother Zhangqing."
"She called out sweetly; hearing this, Ye Zhangqing, who was cooking the noodles, looked up, saw it was Lu Youyou, and smiled in reply."
"So it's Senior Sister Youyou."
"Yeah, I'm here again for noodles."
"Upon hearing that, before Ye Zhangqing could speak, the surrounding disciples immediately objected."
"Senior Sister, you may eat noodles, but please line up at the back."
"It was clear Lu Youyou wasn't a Menial Disciple; however, since she wasn't wearing the attire of an Inner Disciple, people couldn't immediately determine her status, but at least she must be an Outer Door Disciple."
"But faced with the stewed noodles, even being an Outer Door Disciple doesn't matter—get in line."
"Perhaps experiencing this for the first time, Lu Youyou looked at Ye Zhangqing with a puzzled expression; seeing this, Ye Zhangqing replied helplessly."
"Senior Sister Youyou, this is the dining hall's rule; I can't do anything about it."
"In Ye Zhangqing's place, there are no distinctions between Menial, Outer Door, Inner Door, or Inner Disciples; anyway, each person can only offer a little praise per meal, so everyone is equal."
"Seeing Ye Zhangqing's firm stance, Lu Youyou pouted a little in disappointment, but still nodded."
"Oh, then Junior Brother, you must definitely save a bowl for me."
"All right, Senior Sister, rest assured; this meal is plentifully prepared, surely enough for everyone."
Bowls of noodles came out of the pot; not long after, everyone had eaten the braised noodles.
Those who had eaten still devoured it like wind sweeping clouds; those who hadn't were even more excited.
Just like those two girls, they were now eating the braised noodles in big mouthfuls, tears of happiness streaming from the corners of their eyes, completely disregarding their appearance.
"Wuu wuu wuu, senior sister, it's so delicious."
I was really stupid at noon, actually agreeing to exchange five body-refining pills for a bowl of braised noodles; I regret it so much.
I thoroughly regret it; if I had known it was this delicious, at noon I wouldn't exchange even ten body-refining pills, let alone five.
The sound of slurping noodles, and the continual sound of requests for more noodles.
Everyone felt immense satisfaction of body and mind; moreover, some even spoke up to Ye Zhangqing.
"Junior Brother Ye Zhangqing, why not change to three meals a day?"
As soon as this was said, it instantly gained everyone's approval.
"Yeah, Junior Brother Ye Zhangqing, everyone says three meals a day is healthier."
"I agree."
"Agree."
Damn health, a bunch of cultivators saying this to me?
After thinking, three meals a day isn't bad either, but the time might be too tight; Ye Zhangqing recently plans to get some Xiūliàn resources, although he has a system, he himself cannot slack off either; at least before sleeping at night, he must Xiūliàn for a couple of Shíchén.
So he still shook his head and refused.
"Senior brothers and sisters, I'm really sorry; as a junior brother I also need to Xiūliàn daily, and I also need to figure out how to obtain Xiūliàn resources; having three meals a day is really somewhat beyond my ability."
Even as a Menial Disciple, besides the fixed monthly resources, wanting to obtain Xiūliàn resources also requires completing tasks.
Just hearing this, Lu Youyou was the first to stand up, taking out more than ten jade bottles and placing them in front of Ye Zhangqing.
"Junior Brother Ye Zhangqing, lacking Xiūliàn resources? Senior sister has these; from now on you don't need to worry about these small matters—just take them and use them."
End of Chapter
