The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Becomes a Disciple of Yue Buqun

Jiang Ning heard the conversation between the two men, but there was no emotion on his face.

Jiang Ning didn't have to wait long before the little girl came over carrying a tall bamboo basket.

"The guest officer is slow to use."

After saying that, the little girl continued to run back. Jiang Ning ordered more than a dozen items, and this was only the first one.

Jiang Ning opened the steamer, which contained soup dumplings.

Soup dumplings originated in Kaifeng during the Song Dynasty. After hundreds of years of development, each city has its own characteristics. Yangzhou soup dumplings are also very famous. Before Jiang Ning came to Yangzhou City, he heard that the soup dumplings here have thin skin and soft tendons, are exquisite and translucent, and the soup is mellow and not greasy. After arriving, Jiang Ning also went to several famous restaurants to eat Yangzhou soup dumplings, but he felt that they were not satisfactory after eating them. I don’t know if it was because of his taste.

Jiang Ning picked up the top of the bun with chopsticks and shook it gently a few times. After making a hole, the soup in the bun flowed into the spoon. Jiang Ning did not drink the soup first. He put the bun into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then drank the soup.

"Twenty more trays of soup dumplings."

The little girl who was serving breakfast to Jiang Ning was stunned again. The other diners in the stall and the stall owner and his wife couldn't help but turn around and look at Jiang Ning.

"Twenty... twenty drawers?"

The stall owner's husband came over at this time and asked uncertainly.

"Ah."

Jiang Ning nodded.

"Your soup dumplings are pretty good. I like them."

Jiang Ning has eaten a lot of soup dumplings these days, but this one tastes the best.

It seems that the real delicacies are not in the stores, but in the stalls in the streets and alleys.

Hearing Jiang Ning's compliments, the stall owner felt happy, but he was a little worried whether Jiang Ning could eat so much.

He wasn't worried that Jiang Ning was here to dine and dine for free, as Jiang Ning's temperament didn't suggest that.

Jiang Ning saw his doubts and said, "I have a big appetite, so don't worry about it."

After saying that, Jiang Ning took out a piece of silver and placed it on the table.

"That's...ok."

The stall owner had no choice but to go back.

While waiting for the steamer to be served, Jiang Ning tasted the other breakfasts again. His expression did not change, but he did not order twenty servings like before.

After a while, the stall owner came over with a pile of steamers.

"Sir, here are the twenty trays of soup dumplings you requested."

"Ah."

Jiang Ning said this and started eating one tray at a time.

The scene on his side attracted the attention of other diners, who all stared at him in amazement.

Jiang Ning ate very quickly. He finished all the twenty trays of soup dumplings in a short time, and also finished the other food he ordered.

“You’re really good at eating.”

The diners were stunned when they saw the soup dumplings on the table go into Jiang Ning's stomach one by one, but Jiang Ning's stomach didn't move at all, as if it was a bottomless pit.

After eating, Jiang Ning wiped his mouth and then stood up to pay the bill.

"Sir, are you full?"

The stall owner looked at Jiang Ning in amazement.

Jiang Ning nodded: "About 70% full."

"..."

After hearing this, the diners and the stall owner and his wife didn't know what to say.

Prices in Yangzhou were high, and the small change Jiang Ning had put on the table was not enough to pay the bill, so he added a little more.

I have to say that the prices in Yangzhou City are much higher than those in Shaanxi. For example, the father and son I met in Jiangning a few days ago bought candied haws for three cents a string, while in Shaanxi it only costs one cent a string.

But although prices are high, the income of Yangzhou people is higher than that of Shaanxi people.

After paying the bill, Jiang Ning went to the riverside to wait. At this time, a boat had already docked.

After negotiating the price with the boatman of one of the boats, Jiang Ning boarded the boat, sat down in the cabin, and the boat began to row north.

Just now those people were shocked at how much he ate, but this was just Jiang Ning's normal appetite.

Practicing martial arts consumes a lot of energy, and one needs to provide the body with energy through eating. Even the ordinary Lu Dayou has to eat eight bowls of rice in one meal, so Jiang Ning needs to consume even more food.

Jiang Ning lifted the boat curtain and looked outside. In addition to his boat, there were many other boats sailing on the river, some luxurious and some ordinary.

At this time, the drizzle had stopped, and white fog covered the river. The shore became blurred, and the shadow of the boat occasionally appeared in the white fog, and then disappeared into the fog again.

……

Jiang Ning stood in front of a town, holding a piece of paper with a dozen names written on it.

At this time, Jiang Ning was looking at one of the rows of names.

"Li Yuan, Baishi Town..."

Jiang Ning recited softly, looked up at the three words "Bai Shi Town" on the town, and then put the paper away.

"This is it."

Jiang Ning walked towards the town.

This town is a place on the way from Yangzhou to Jinan Prefecture. It is not a must-pass place, so Jiangning took a detour to get here.

It was afternoon now and the town was very lively. Jiang Ning was walking in the town, and there was a bustling crowd of people.

"The population of this town is much larger than that of Huayin County."

Jiang Ning looked around and came to this conclusion.

Since I came to the Jiangnan region, the population here is very dense. Even a small town has a larger population than a county in Shaanxi.

Jiang Ning asked for the address on the paper, and then followed the guidance of passers-by to a remote door shop.

This is a blacksmith shop.

when!when!when!

A blacksmith was swinging a hammer and hammering the iron just taken out of the furnace to shape it.

Jiang Ning walked into the blacksmith shop and stood in front of the blacksmith.

The blacksmith also saw Jiang Ning, stopped what he was doing, and asked with a smile on his face: "Is this young master here to buy knives?"

Jiang Ning looked at him expressionlessly, shook his head slowly, and uttered two words.

"No."

The blacksmith's smile disappeared when he heard this, and he frowned and said, "If you're not here to buy anything, then what are you doing here?"

Jiang Ning turned around and walked around the blacksmith shop, looking at the knives on the wall.

"I have a junior fellow apprentice who was injured a while ago."

Jiang Ning spoke in a calm tone, as if he was talking to someone familiar.

The blacksmith looked at Jiang Ning in confusion when he heard this.

This guy looks like a normal person, could he be sick?

"If you're hurt, go find a doctor. Why are you coming to me? I'm not a doctor."

The blacksmith had a bad temper and didn't want to chat with Jiang Ning at all.

But Jiang Ning ignored him and continued.

"Before he left the mountain, my junior brother told me that he wanted to move the graves of his deceased parents, but he was chased by a group of people on the way, and he and one of my uncles were seriously injured."

"Some of these people were good friends of my junior brother's deceased father. But after his father passed away, they wanted to get my junior brother's ancestral treasures, so they hunted down my junior brother."

The blacksmith felt something was wrong, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at Jiang Ning.

"What's your junior brother's name?"

Jiang Ning turned and looked at him, his eyes calm: "Lin Pingzhi."

Hearing these three words, the blacksmith's eyes changed. He looked at Jiang Ning very solemnly, with fear in his eyes, and his hand holding the hammer tightened a little.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became tense.

Jiang Ning just glanced at him, then continued walking around the blacksmith shop with his hands behind his back.

This blacksmith shop is quite large, with the walls lined with farm tools and knives.

"Before I went down the mountain, my junior gave me a list with some names on it. They were all the people who had chased him this time."

As he spoke, Jiang Ning picked up a farm tool from the blacksmith shop, looked at it, and said.

"Not long ago, I went to Yangzhou and found a man named Li Qingwu. This man had hunted down my junior brother. He was the first on the list and has died. Now he is the second one."

The blacksmith looked at Jiang Ning coldly and said, "Am I the second one?"

Jiang Ning put down the farm tools, turned to look at him, and uttered two words.

"Li Yuan."

"hehe."

The blacksmith, Li Yuan, laughed when he heard this.

"It seems that you want to avenge your junior brother."

Jiang Ning didn't say anything else, just looked at him with no expression on his face.

This is a first-class master, and the only first-class master on the list Lin Pingzhi gave him.

Some people with second-rate martial arts skills set up their own schools in Yangzhou City, while first-rate masters opened a blacksmith shop in a small town.

"The son of my old friend joined the Huashan Sect after his family was destroyed. You call him Junior Brother, so I guess you are from the Huashan Sect."

Li Yuan put down the hammer in his hand and analyzed while flexing his muscles.

At this moment he had a smile on his face.

"When Lin Pingzhi gave you my name before you left the mountain, he must have mentioned my strength. But you still dared to come to me alone, which shows that you are very confident in your martial arts and confident that you can kill me at will."