Chapter 196: Not enough! Still not enough!

Good.

Jiang Yunchu nodded; Ning Hanmo got up himself and directly pulled the bell.

"Two servings of beef, and another fish ball." Jiang Yunchu looked at Yue Yue; what she eats the most is fish balls.

Nowadays, people's fish isn't that tasty; fish has a fishy smell that can't be removed. Many people from big restaurants have come these days to eat hot pot, then secretly taken things back, but no matter how they make it, they can't produce something consistent with the hot pot shop.

Because of the Regent Prince's Manor, many people have retreated.

But there are some people who aren't afraid of death...

The people who looked for the hot pot shop—how would the hot pot shop people know? Many things just need a ratio; you just add according to the ratio, but they don't know what the specific ingredients are.

This was also Jiang Yunchu's original plan: it could prevent others from stealing the recipe, and let her be a hands-off manager. If she had to make meatballs every day at the hot pot shop, frankly, she might as well close it!

Thus, the hot pot shop has been open for over two months; no one here could imitate anything. For a while, all the big restaurants could only keep adding new dishes, but they had no other way against this suddenly rising hot pot shop.

Nice!

Yue Yue looked at the round fish balls, her big eyes already squinting in satisfaction.

"I'll pick for you, I'll pick for you." An Guo Guo immediately took the public chopsticks and placed each ball onto the plate in front of Yue Yue.

Jiang Yunchu's hand, which had picked up the chopsticks, just silently put them down.

Helplessly looking at An Guo Guo, this Princess An is quite interesting.

An Guo Guo's inner thought was: this is the first time she's seen such a good eating companion; watching Yue Yue eat, she thinks she could still finish a plate of meat!

"Mm, I can't do it, not at all."

An Guo Guo held her belly; she couldn't not hold it, fearing she'd be top-heavy and fall forward if she didn't support herself...

Watching Yue Yue eat the meatballs, she ordered another plate of lamb...

And then, it became the current situation.

"Put it on my account." Jiang Yunchu's words had just fallen.

An Guo Guo immediately said, "No, I must treat this meal."

Her firm expression made Jiang Yunchu think she had broken some taboo?

"But..."

"From now on I'll shamelessly use Jiang Sis's private room, I'll still drink those fruit teas; this meal counts as my advance thank‑you, Jiang Sis, don't fight me for it!"

Otherwise, how could she eat with a clear conscience?

Jiang Yunchu's mouth twitched; Jiang Yun Hui covered her mouth with a handkerchief and laughed helplessly. This good friend of hers is great in every way, except she can't walk away when she sees delicious food—she already has a feeling that An Guo Guo would rather move into the hot pot shop.

"Then… is that okay?" Jiang Yunchu saw her insistent look, stopped refusing, and could only yield the position of paying the silver.

This girl's personality is quite likable; in the future, if there's any good food, we can send some to the Eternal Peace Prince's Manor.

"I'll pay! I have silver!"

She had a look of "I'm rich," which made several people laugh; even Ning Hanmo, who usually kept a straight face, twitched the corner of his mouth—this is what her mother used to say, "Are people stupid and rich?"

Leaving the hot pot shop, Jiang Yunchu took the two kids, walked the street, bought some curious little items, and strolled around this bustling market.

Time flew; in a few days the kids would start school.

On the morning practice field, a green‑clad figure held a crimson soft sword; with every move, each vibration seemed to shake the space.

Just as Jiang Yunchu was about to finish her practice, a green‑hemp‑clad figure entered the battlefield from the side, the bright white long sword pointing straight at her throat.

Although Jiang Yunchu was startled in her heart, she quickly reacted, shifted her stance, and swiftly dodged the fatal blow.

"Not bad! Continue."

A familiar voice sounded from the side; Jiang Yunchu's killing intent, which she had just stirred, quickly faded, and her entire aura returned from sharp to calm.

"Where's your killing intent?" Master Ningguang shouted angrily.

Without killing intent, how can one practice the sword?

The sword is the sovereign of weapons; without killing intent, how can it make all weapons submit?

But at this moment, Jiang Yunchu suddenly changed her move; what was originally a righteous and vigorous sword technique suddenly varied, breaking Master Ningguang's understanding of sword techniques.

That soft sword seemed like a ghostly assassin; its vibrations were always in different places, at unexpected moments.

The sudden change in technique made Master Ningguang's eyes narrow; is this still a sword?

"Take the move!"

Master Ningguang quickly changed his moves; otherwise his feeding moves would have no effect.

Jiang Yunchu smiled slightly; her all‑green attire today looked even more flowing.

"Master, please!"

Hearing that title, Ningguang furrowed his brows but did not directly refuse.

However, the techniques he used became several degrees more fierce.

That aura, like substantive sword energy, wrath‑less yet mighty, made people tremble!

Jiang Yunchu instinctively felt the killing intent, then all her nerves tensed instantly; she bowed backward and flew back, the white‑glinting long sword brushing past her abdomen, even tearing a piece of her green clothing.

"With just this bit of ability, you call me Master?" Master Ningguang snorted coldly; that icy sentence struck like a blow to the heart.

On the side, Bai Zhi looked worriedly at the battlefield; the master's green clothes were no longer as flowing as before, torn in several places, with blood seeping from the outer thigh.

That intense killing intent—is it really teaching the master? Or is it trying to kill the master?

In the darkness, An San's body was already tensed; he was waiting for the master's orders.

When Master Ningguang made a move, the master had already given him instructions: without orders, he cannot act!

"My mother has no martial arts, but aren't you also my master?" In fact, every time she picked up clothing, it left a wound on her; those wounds were tiny, only on the thigh. She deliberately changed her technique suddenly, catching Master Ningguang off guard, which is why she was injured more severely.

The pain of the wound made her more excited; her whole face bore an inexplicable smile.

Master Ningguang's killing intent became several degrees more intense.

Bai Zhi was truly worried now; the killing intent was almost becoming substantive—"My lord, you won't speak? Just shut up!"

Bai Zhi tried to endure, but still couldn't hold back and let out a loud shout.

But at this moment, Jiang Yunchu seemed not to have heard, as if she had entered some atmosphere; that intense killing intent would not make her retreat, on the contrary, her sword moves became even more fierce by a bit.

But...

Not enough! Still not enough!

The killing intent is not enough, the pressure is not enough, her feeling always falls just a little short.