"Taking a master" has always been a very serious matter from ancient times to the present. There is a saying that "a teacher for a day is a father for life." This saying may be just a common saying to some people, but its weight is very real.

Cui Shengguo was so anxious that he rushed back to Ningcheng by plane before the Lantern Festival was even over, as if he was afraid that Xu Milu would regret it.

Xu Milu respectfully served tea to Cui Shengguo, who was seated at the head of the table.

"Master, I would like to invite you to have some tea."

Cui Shengguo sat in the seat of honor, with Old Man Liu sitting next to him, and Cui Mingyue's father, Cui Mingjue, sitting to his right, while Li Ning stood respectfully to the side, his head bowed and eyes lowered.

Cui Mingjue is over forty years old, but he is a refined and elegant man who wears gold-rimmed glasses and looks more like a scholar than a chef. In fact, he is the youngest state banquet chef of his generation in China.

Cui Shengguo took the teacup from Xu Milu's hand, beaming as he helped her up.

"Hey, hey, good child, good child, we live in a new society now, we don't do things like kowtowing and kneeling anymore, the thought is enough."

He took the teacup, took a symbolic sip, and then pulled a brand-new, large red envelope from his pocket:

"Here, this is your change of address fee from your master. Take it."

Xu Milu subconsciously took the red envelope, took out a card inside, and hesitated for a moment.

“Take it. All your senior brothers and sisters have them. When our eldest brother Ning Haiqiao became an apprentice, my dad didn’t have much money, so he gave his beloved white jade snuff bottle to our eldest brother.”

Cui Mingjue smiled and handed over a red envelope as well:

"Among the disciples my dad has taken in, I've always wanted to have a junior sister. I never thought it would actually come true. Here, junior sister, this is our tradition. The other senior brothers are too busy to come, so they asked me to bring the red envelope with them."

Seeing Cui Shengguo nod in agreement, Xu Milu obediently accepted the red envelope.

"Thank you, Brother Mingjue. Actually, I also have a gift to give to my fellow students."

"Why call me Brother Mingjue? Just call me Second Senior Brother. My dad has only had seven proper disciples in his life. Now, with you as his last disciple, there are eight in total. I'm the second oldest. I'll add you to our group later and have them send you red envelopes."

Cui Mingjue smiled happily:

“My dad was still thinking about this during the Chinese New Year this year, afraid that we would compete with him for the apprenticeship. I watched your cooking video, and your talent is truly a gift from the gods. I might not have had your level of understanding when I was young.”

As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Li Ning:

"Li Ning, where's the red envelope you prepared for your junior apprenticeship ceremony?"

He pushed up his glasses, his face grim, as if his previous amiability was just an act.

Li Ning was just grinning foolishly when he felt a murderous intent coming his way.

He stared wide-eyed in disbelief:

"Seriously? Why should I, as a junior, have to give a red envelope?!"

Is there anyone more miserable than him? A super popular internet celebrity with millions of followers, not only was he kicked out of his master's place to be a butcher, but he was also inexplicably ranked a head lower in seniority. And to make matters worse, why does he have to give Xu Milu a red envelope??

"You brat, how old are you? How old is your junior aunt? Why shouldn't you pay according to age? Once your junior aunt became your disciple, aren't you one of us? Why do we need to consider seniority among family members? Write this down first, and we'll make it up when we get back."

Choi Seung-guk glared at him, displaying a domineering and unreasonable demeanor.

Li Ning almost fainted from crying.

Master is like this, and Grandmaster is like this too. How come he, being the youngest in the family, is still being bullied?!

That's such a double standard!

So everyone else is the group's darling, but he's the group's bully?

Xu Milu almost burst out laughing when she saw his tearful expression.

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After paying homage to the statue of the patriarch Yi Ya, offering tea to the master, performing the apprenticeship ceremony, and recognizing the people of the sect, Xu Milu officially became Cui Shengguo's last disciple.

Counting from top to bottom, Xu Milu's seven newly recruited senior brothers and sisters have already started their own families and careers. Some of their children are even older than her, and the youngest senior brother, Zhao Yu, is almost a full twelve years older than her.

She is the youngest among her peers, but the oldest among those of the same age.

No wonder Li Ning said she was the team's darling; he was absolutely right.

"Little Martial Aunt, look at Grandmaster's mouth. He's been smiling all day without it drooping. He not only called several Martial Uncles, but also didn't forget to inform those old friends in the capital. He's practically announcing it to the whole world."

Li Ning whispered something in Xu Milu's ear:

"Many people begged our master to take on another disciple, but he refused. These past few days, people have been asking me about your background. These people really have nothing better to do. Don't worry, little aunt, I firmly support you!"

He made his promise decisively.

Just kidding. Xu Milu is his elder, so he has the advantage of being close to her. He can cut all sorts of ingredients that others can't even buy, such as giant radishes, super grapes, silver scallops, golden abalone, etc.

Not just anyone can do the chopping and slicing of the little nun's food.

Li Ning laughed like a silly deer.

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Today is the fourteenth day of the first lunar month. The rice and food shop is closed. Cui Mingjue followed Li Ning around the shop. Even though he had seen many storms, he was deeply shocked by the radishes that were as tall as two people, the golden abalone that were the size of two fists, and the silver ribbonfish that were half a meter long.

Junior sister is quite generous; no wonder Li Ning doesn't want to go back.

He glanced at Xu Milu, then took out his phone and pressed a button.

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