Martial Arts Crossover: My master tricked Huang Rong into becoming my wife!

Chen Yanzhou subconsciously glanced at this "fellow disciple".

My gaze lingered for a moment on the hand holding the meat bun.

Although her hands were deliberately covered in coal dust, the crevices under her fingernails were clean and pink.

Looking further up, the small patch of skin exposed on the little beggar's neck was as white as a freshly peeled egg, creating a stark contrast with the exaggerated layer of soot on his face.

Add to that the fact that he's from Zhangjiakou, his quirky and unconventional manner, and those ill-fitting but clearly high-quality tattered clothes.

Chen Yanzhou immediately understood.

If it were anyone else, even a seasoned veteran, they would probably be fooled by this little beggar's acting skills.

After all, who would have thought that the daughter of Huang Yaoshi, the dignified master of Peach Blossom Island, would end up like this, mixed in with a group of beggars?

In the original story, it was at this point that the simple-minded Guo Jing stepped forward, treating everyone to a meal, giving them a fur coat, and finally offering them a Ferghana horse, which finally moved the willful and capricious Miss Huang to tears.

Chen Yanzhou subconsciously glanced around but didn't see the silly boy leading the red horse.

Did I arrive too early?

Now that we've met, there's no reason to push her away. She's the future "female Zhuge Liang." If we could... cough, invite her back to the Beggars' Sect as a strategist, wouldn't he be even more secure as a hands-off manager?

Chen Yanzhou gathered his thoughts, looked at the fat boss, and tossed it out.

The fat boss only felt a flash of silver light before his eyes, followed by a numbness in his wrist, and the rolling pin fell to the ground with a "clatter".

He looked down and saw a gleaming silver ingot, weighing a full five taels, embedded in the lid of the steamer basket containing the buns!

"this……"

The fat boss was stunned, and so were the people around him.

All eyes turned to Chen Yanzhou.

Is that enough?

Chen Yanzhou spoke lazily.

The fat boss swallowed hard, reached out and pulled out the silver ingot, then took a big bite out of it.

Real silver! This one ingot of silver is enough to buy not only two steamed buns, but also the entire steamer of steamed buns and the pot, and even to take over the shop and use it as a woodshed!

The fat boss, who looked fierce and menacing just a second ago, suddenly had his fat face bulge together and blossom into a smile brighter than a chrysanthemum.

The speed at which they changed their tune was astonishing.

"Enough! Enough! That's more than enough!"

The portly shopkeeper bowed and scraped, holding the silver in both hands, and laughed, "Sir, you are truly a benevolent and compassionate bodhisattva! I was blind to your greatness, I'll get out of here right now!"

As he spoke, he turned to the little beggar, his face beaming with a fawning smile: "Young man, it was all a misunderstanding! Please enjoy these two buns. There are more if you need them; they're still warm!"

That's reality. All talk and reason is meaningless when it comes to money.

Chen Yanzhou ignored the fat boss's fawning, simply tapped the ground lightly with his dog-beating stick, and said indifferently, "Get lost."

"Alright! You're busy, sir!"

The fat shopkeeper felt like he'd been granted a pardon. Clutching the silver, he dashed back to his shop, afraid that Chen Yanzhou might change his mind.

Seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, the onlookers gradually dispersed, but as they left, they were still pointing and whispering about Chen Yanzhou, probably discussing how a beggar could be more extravagant than a rich man these days.

The noise subsided, leaving only two people and a dog on the street corner.

At this moment, Huang Rong tilted her head, her clear black and white eyes staring unblinkingly at Chen Yanzhou.

She was still clutching the two misshapen buns in her hands, and the pitiful expression on her face had long since disappeared, replaced by scrutiny and curiosity.

Just a moment ago, she was actually ready to make a move, but unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin appeared out of nowhere.

"Feed".

Seeing her staring blankly at him, Chen Yanzhou couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and say, "Only you would treat that kind of rotten meat filling wrapped in dead dough like a treasure. You called him 'Big Brother' so crisply just now, if I didn't stand up for you, I would seem disloyal."

Huang Rong came to her senses.

She looked down at the flattened bun in her hand. Indeed, the bun had a thick skin and little filling, and it smelled greasy. She had only eaten it because she was starving. Now that a sucker had come along... no, a kind person had come along, who would eat this?

"Smack."

Huang Rong casually tossed the steamed bun behind her, clapped her hands, tilted her dirty little face up, grinned at Chen Yanzhou, revealing a set of dazzlingly white teeth.

"Brother, since you're so rich, could you at least go all the way and do me a good deed?"

Huang Rong darted over to Chen Yanzhou, not caring about formalities, and reached out to tug at his sleeve. Her big eyes blinked mischievously. "I'm still hungry. Two buns aren't enough to fill a gap in my teeth. Why don't you treat me to a good meal?"

Chen Yanzhou subtly avoided her "dirty hands," looking at her with a half-smile.

This girl is quick to take advantage of any opportunity.

"Okay."

Chen Yanzhou readily nodded, turned and walked towards Changqing Tower, waving without looking back, "Come on. Since you've called me 'Big Brother,' I can't let you go hungry. I'll take you to get some human food."

Huang Rong was stunned for a moment.

She had expected him to make excuses or, like those hypocrites, spout some nonsense such as "you should have hands and feet at such a young age," but she was surprised that he agreed so readily.

"That's interesting."

Huang Rong's smile deepened.

She pushed her tattered hat up a bit and followed after him with light steps.

"Hey bro, your dog looks pretty fierce, but it doesn't bite, does it?"

"Its name is Wangcai. It doesn't bite people, it only bites bad people."

"Tch, I think it's just a snob. It sniffed me once and ran away. Does it think I stink?"

"It's good that you have the self-awareness."

"you!"

……

The second floor of Changqing Tower.

It was lunchtime, and the lobby was packed.

When Chen Yanzhou led Huang Rong, who was covered in dirt, onto the stage, the previously noisy hall instantly quieted down.

Many diners frowned, covered their noses, and looked at the two beggars, one big and one small, with disgust.

"Waiter! What's going on? Why are you bringing all sorts of people upstairs? Are we not allowed to eat here?" A wealthy merchant dressed in silk robes slammed his fist on the table and shouted.

The waiter was about to go and greet him when he saw Chen Yanzhou. His expression changed, and he was about to put on a smile when Chen Yanzhou stopped him with a look.

Chen Yanzhou ignored the wealthy businessman's clamor and went straight to an empty table by the window to sit down.

Huang Rong didn't stand on ceremony and swaggered down opposite him, even putting one foot on the bench, behaving like a thug, and giving the wealthy merchant a provocative look.

The wealthy merchant was provoked by the look and was about to retaliate when he saw Chen Yanzhou slam a bamboo stick heavily onto the table.

"Bang!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling undertone.

The wealthy businessman felt a chill run down his spine, and swallowed back the curse that was about to come out of his mouth.

Having done business in Zhangjiakou for many years, he had a keen eye. Although the young beggar was dressed in rags, his demeanor was far from that of an ordinary beggar. In addition, the Beggars' Sect's business had been booming in recent years, and they relied on the Beggars' Sect for many things.

After much deliberation, I decided it was better to avoid trouble.

The wealthy businessman snorted and sat down to drink in silence.

"Order whatever you want," Chen Yanzhou said, pushing the menu in front of Huang Rong with an arrogant tone like a nouveau riche.

Huang Rong didn't stand on ceremony with him. She picked up the menu, glanced at it, and then announced as if reciting the menu: "First, four dried fruits, four fresh fruits, two salted and sour fruits, and four candied fruits."

The waiter, listening nearby, was taken aback, and subconsciously replied, "Alright... which four kinds of dried fruit do you want?"

"Lychee, longan, steamed dates, ginkgo," Huang Rong casually remarked.

The waiter said with a pained expression, "Young master, we have steamed dates and ginkgo nuts, but lychees and longans are fresh produce from Lingnan. We live in this harsh, cold northern region..."

"No?" Huang Rong frowned, looking disgusted. "Then let's change to four kinds of Beijing fruits."

"This..." The waiter looked to Chen Yanzhou for help.

Chen Yanzhou leaned back in his chair, toying with his wine glass, watching with great interest as Huang Rong made things difficult for the waiter.

This scene is an absolute faithful recreation of the original work.

This girl isn't here to eat; she's clearly here to cause trouble and test his limits.

"Listen to her," Chen Yanzhou said calmly. "If it's available in this building, buy it. If it's not, buy it elsewhere. If you can't find it..."

He paused, then took out a silver note from his pocket and lightly slapped it on the table.

"Send someone to transport it at full speed. The expedited transport service of the Righteous Transport Bureau should still be able to get it in time."

The silver note was clearly printed with the words "Da Song Tong Bao" and had a face value of one hundred taels.

The waiter's eyes widened in astonishment.

Huang Rong was also slightly taken aback.

She had only intended to tease this man to see if he would feel bad about spending the money or show any impatience. Unexpectedly, not only was he not angry, but he also helped her "make a fool of herself," even bringing up the Justice Bureau.

Yiyunsi?

Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat.

In the past two years, even on Peach Blossom Island, she had heard of this name. She heard that it was a new business created by the Beggars' Sect, which monopolized the transportation of goods in most parts of the Song Dynasty and was incredibly wealthy.

Could this person be the manager of the Righteousness Bureau?

"Alright, don't make things difficult for that young man." Chen Yanzhou waved his hand with a smile when he saw that the time was right. "Waiter, bring out all your restaurant's signature dishes and whatever goes well with alcohol. Also, go and get a basin of hot water for this young man so he can wash his face."

"Alright! Please wait a moment, sir!"

The waiter, holding the silver notes, left happily.

Huang Rong looked at Chen Yanzhou, her eyes filled with even more curiosity.

"Hey, big brother, who exactly are you?" Huang Rong leaned forward, getting closer, her bright eyes fixed on Chen Yanzhou. "An ordinary beggar can't afford a hundred taels of silver, let alone order people around in the Yiyun Division."

Chen Yanzhou poured himself a glass of wine, took a small sip, and looked at her with a half-smile: "Me? I'm just a beggar."

"Liar." Huang Rong curled her lip. "Can a beggar have this kind of air? You look more like a prince on an incognito visit."

"Your Highness?" Chen Yanzhou laughed heartily. "These princes of the Song Dynasty don't live as comfortably as I do."

As they spoke, dishes and drinks were served in a continuous stream.

Although the dishes Huang Rong ordered weren't the rare fruits, the chefs at Changqing Restaurant still put in a lot of effort.

Eight-treasure fatty duck, braised lion's head meatballs, steamed mandarin fish, stir-fried lamb tripe... a whole table was piled high with delicious food, and the aroma filled the air.

Looking at the table full of food, Huang Rong's stomach was instantly whetted. Although she ate fine food at home, she hadn't had a decent meal in the past few days of traveling and sleeping in the open.

"Eat up." Chen Yanzhou picked up a piece of duck meat and put it in his mouth. "Order more if you're not full."

Huang Rong didn't stand on ceremony and started eating as soon as she picked up her chopsticks.

Although she ate a little too quickly, her every move exuded good manners; even when gnawing on bones, she would never make her mouth greasy.

Chen Yanzhou ate while observing her discreetly.

This girl is indeed a beauty; even with ash on her face, her natural charm cannot be concealed.