Although his face was green and he was in a bad mood, Qi Shaoqiu didn't say anything.

Her sister has a bad personality and is sarcastic. She also likes to tear off her own station in front of outsiders. She can be said to have many shortcomings, but she is her sister after all.

I can't bear to scold me.

So he could only hold his green face and say nothing.

Although he was said to be a sucker, Roland had no intention of being angry. Because he saw a strange light flashing in the girl's eyes, a little sharp, and seemed to be praying, as if he was saying, if you dare not pay the tuition fee now and dare to disappoint your brother, I will break your feet.

Roland often sees such eyes.

This is the case between them and a few gay friends. They usually slander each other and laugh and scold Wuchang, but this is just a daily interaction between childhood friends. If other outsiders dare to scold their childhood friends with similar words, it would be strange if they don’t rush up and beat them to the head.

So Roland didn't care, so he took out his cell phone and said, "Scan it!"

The girl picked up a cell phone with a light pink shell from the side and clicked on her collection code.

Roland scanned and the girl's avatar and web name appeared on her phone.

The avatar is a sprouting tree, and the net name is Xisha.

The online name is pretty good.

Roland entered the amount, but it didn't take much. The girl saw that she had received the transfer information on her phone, and the amount was not wrong. She looked at Roland strangely and said, "Let's eat noodles together."

"No, I had breakfast when I came."

The noodles in the pot smelled really good, which made Roland's appetite aroused, but he was not a foodie. In addition, this was their second time meeting, and they were not familiar with each other. It was polite to others to greet you. If you really ran up to eat, it would be Erdouzi.

But the girl said seriously: "Since you have paid the tuition, you should eat this noodles."

Well? Roland was a little surprised. Is there any food here?

"Our authentic Miaojian technique exercises will be more difficult, and it requires high physical fitness and endurance. We will add some Chinese medicines to strengthen the body during breakfast to promote blood circulation and strengthen the body." Qi Shaoqiu explained on the side: "But sorry, the formula of this Chinese medicine cannot be handed over to you, but in order to be responsible for your study, we will pack your breakfast in the future."

"Is this a temporary intention or a rule that you have when you list it." Roland asked curiously.

"There are regulations when listing, and the other students also eat together."

While talking, four students practicing in the greenhouse walked over steamingly and walked in front. The dark-skinned half-boy ate and drank, "Cousin, please help me serve a bowl of noodles first, I'm so hungry."

"Don't worry, go and wipe your sweat first." Xisha's expression became obviously gentler to these younger teenagers, and he was obviously two different people when facing his brother.

While these teenagers were wiping sweat, the girl had already scooped four large bowls of noodles and put them on the table.

Then Qi Shaoqiu and Roland also got a bowl each.

The girl also had a small bowl, and there was only some noodle soup left in the big pot.

Four teenagers sat next to the table and ate noodles in big mouthfuls.

Qi Shaoqiu held a big bowl and half-squatted in the corner next to her. While eating, she signaled Roland to eat quickly.

The girl held the bowl and looked at him quietly.

OK... Roland also imitated Qi Shaoqiu and squatted down in the corner with the bowl. After taking a bite, he found that the noodles tasted really good.

Although it has a medicinal smell, it is wonderfully mixed with the noodles, which is quite delicious.

After eating a large bowl of noodles, Roland felt his whole body warm. He couldn't help asking: "Will it cost a lot if you use Chinese medicine to make pasta every day to eat it?"

"In the past, it was very expensive." Qi Shaoqiu smiled and said, "But in the past ten or twenty years, thanks to the large-scale cultivation of Chinese herbal medicines, herbal medicines are getting cheaper now, and the most expensive medicines and foods that were used back then were the cheapest."

Roland was even more curious: "How expensive was that back then?"

"I heard from my grandfather that he was in his teens back then and before the founding of the People's Republic of China, he had to eat such a bowl of noodles with Chinese medicine in the morning, and at least he had to eat the food for our five people for six or seven days." Qi Shaoqiu sighed long and said, "The words of poor, rich and powerful martial arts in the past were not a joke. Now that life is better, everyone can eat enough, but not many people are willing to learn martial arts anymore. The status of warriors is getting worse and worse."

Roland wanted to say that since Song Dynasty, the status of a warrior has almost never been higher, but he naturally would not say this stupidly.

At this time, the girl finished eating. She put down the bowl and said to the four teenagers: "You wash the bowl. I will take your junior brother to the warehouse to choose some martial arts objects."

The four teenagers responded.

Roland pointed at himself: "My? Junior Brother?"

"It's you." Qi Shaoqiu smiled and said, "Now you are the junior brother."

"What era is this? You won't be popular." Roland felt a little awkward to call this.

But the girl said from the side: "You also feel awkward when calling each other a senior in college?"

"I don't think so."

"That's all." The girl stood up: "Follow me."

"Okay, junior brother, junior brother." Roland stood up and followed the girl.

The two left the kitchen, walked around the exterior wall, and walked behind the greenhouse.

Walking behind, Roland smelled a very light fragrance in the air, which was a bit like the smell of osmanthus.

Roland likes osmanthus very much, so he habitually sucks two more.

At this time, the girl led the way in front and asked, "Why do you want to learn Miaodao skills? Aren't you practicing Sanda well?"

Roland can't say that he wants to practice weapon skills to defend against warriors or thieves in the game. He thought for two seconds and replied: "I just think Sanda has its limits. The chance of winning against those who use weapons is still not very good."

"My brother said he might not be able to beat you if he doesn't have weapons, which means that ordinary people can't beat you even if they use weapons." The girl stopped, she turned around and looked at Roland's eyes: "You don't have to learn the Miao Knife technique at all."

Roland also looked at each other's eyes. Her eyes were really nice, like two pure black glazed gems.

"Senior sister doesn't seem to welcome me to learn Miaojian skills."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then she turned around and walked slowly while talking: "I don't know how to use Miaodao skills, so don't call me senior sister. I'm just worried that you're only three minutes hot, and after a day or two, your head turned around and thought the tuition was expensive, so I didn't want to study anymore, and then let us refund you. My brother is arrogant and smiles on the surface, but in fact he is very sensitive and fragile. He finally waits for a student. If you leave like this, he will definitely be very sad."

"Don't worry, I won't leave if I haven't learned it." Roland said lightly.

"Just talk, there are not many young people who can endure hardships now." The girl's voice gradually lowered: "There were at least twenty close relatives who used to learn sword skills from my elder brother, but now there are only four left. They don't learn for free."

Roland continued to say in a light tone: "I really will continue to learn."

The girl paused again and looked at him: "Really?"

Roland wanted to say that even if they didn't learn, they wouldn't be asked to refund them. But the girl's eyes were very serious, and she prayed with two points while stubbornly, and the slightest shining of scales. Roland's words were swallowed back into her stomach at once.

"real."

There was still a faint tone, but there was a little more solemnity and seriousness.
Chapter completed!