Chapter 120 Let’s Call It Dragon Beard Noodles
Nan Xuan saw that she was listening intently. He formed the dough into small pieces and fried them in hot oil while saying, "Is that amazing? I can make many more delicious things. I guarantee you've never seen them before."
But then Baoya said, "No, Master, I mean this Jiaohuan is so amazing that it can even make famous people write poems to praise it."
Nan Xuan:......
"But, Master, you are also amazing. You can come up with so many flavors of soy milk, and you can also make fried dough sticks!" Baoya looked up at him and said seriously.
"Ha ha……"
Nan Xuan used chopsticks to flip the dough in the pot that had swelled up and gradually turned brown, and laughed dryly twice.
So, this little foodie put his all-powerful master behind a few doughnuts?!
Soon, Nan Xuan explained the method of making fried dough sticks and showed Baoya how to do it. Baoya is very smart, especially when it comes to cooking, she seems to have a special talent.
Nan Xuan blew up two of them, and as for the rest, he watched Bao Ya stand on a small stool and blew up the rest.
The golden and crispy doughnuts are out of the pan, and they are delicious even if you eat them plain.
The master and the disciple hid in the small kitchen and ate up the freshly-cooked doughnuts while they were still hot. Then they wiped their mouths and went out to find Jingzhen to start formally teaching them kung fu.
But in fact, although they were taught together, what Nan Xuan taught the two were not the same.
Jingzhen usually trains in archery and swordsmanship. He has already passed the time of training basic skills. Most of the time, he trains in actual combat, with two people competing.
Baoya had practiced basic skills before, and later Nanxuan taught her some methods on how to control and use her supernatural powers.
The last time she followed her father and two uncles up the mountain to move big trees and rocks and rescue the village head and Yang Daguang, she already had a clear feeling that it was much easier than before when she just used brute force.
If she had to use 50% of her strength to move it before, then she only used 10% that time, just like moving her little finger.
Now, Baoya has almost mastered the control and use of divine power, so when Nan Xuan saw her again, he gave her and Yun Chenglu the same weapon each.
When Nan Xuan first met Yun Chenglu, he noticed the calluses on both of his hands. The calluses on his hands were definitely caused by years of playing with slingshots and the like.
So when choosing what to give as a gift, I chose a slingshot.
As for Baoya, a lovely girl, her weapons must of course be beautiful, light and practical.
He originally wanted to make a bamboo sword for Baoya, but Jingzhen suggested making her a delicate little whip, just like his own Dust-Breaking Sword, which could be wrapped around the waist and used as a decoration at ordinary times.
He thought this was a good idea, so he worked with Jingzhen to draw up a design, and then found an old acquaintance who was good at making weapons to make this silver bracelet specifically for Baoya.
Nan Xuan looked at his two little disciples, one tall and one short, standing neatly in front of him, narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, and told Bao Ya to take off the bracelet on her wrist.
Baoya obediently followed his instructions, but was a little surprised: "Master, is this bracelet really a weapon?"
She just thought the bracelet was exquisitely crafted and beautiful, and she could never tell that it was actually a weapon.
Nan Xuan nodded: "Hold the end with the twined flower pattern and shake it hard."
Baoya's soft little hand grasped one end of the spiral silver bracelet and swung it hard.
Swish!
The thin and short spiral bracelet suddenly stretched out and turned into a small whip that was shining silver and looked elegant!
"Wow!" Baoya blinked her big watery eyes and was stunned.
She tried to swing it a few times, and the little silver whip was like a little silver snake in the air, agile and nimble.
Such a handsome look!
She pursed her lips and found that she actually liked it.
Seeing her surprise, Jing Zhen raised his eyebrows and said, "Try hitting that big tree."
Baoya did as she was told. She heard the sound of wind rustling in her ears and the whip hit the tree trunk, leaving a whip mark about an inch deep.
"Ugh!" The little girl covered her mouth in shock, "I... I didn't use that much force!"
"Well, this whip itself is very sharp," Jing Zhen said, "Look carefully at the scales on the whip."
"Scales?" Baoya said, stretching out her little hand and about to touch them.
"Don't!"
"Don't touch!"
Jingzhen and Nanxuan shouted at the same time.
"hiss……"
But it was still a step too late, and Baoya's delicate little finger was cut.
"Hey, curiosity kills the cat, do you understand?" Nan Xuan reached out and touched Baoya's forehead, then turned around and went to the bamboo building to get medicine for her.
Jing Zhen frowned and glared at him: "It's all your fault. You insisted on getting this kind of scales. It's too dangerous."
"It was you who suggested using a whip as a weapon for the little girl!" Nan Xuan was unconvinced. "Wouldn't it be more powerful if these inverted scales were added? This would prevent the little girl from being bullied."
"I won't let her be bullied." Jing Zhen said with a stern face and a bad look in his eyes, "It's obviously you, an old uncle, who is incompetent!"
Nan Xuan:......
A mouthful of old blood stagnated in my chest.
He went into the bamboo building with difficulty, covering his chest.
Baoya raised her little finger, looked at the tiny cut on it, and sighed worriedly: "Brother Xiaojing, don't be angry with Master, I'm fine."
It was just a small cut, and if Nan Xuan had been slower in getting the medicine, the wound would have healed.
Fortunately, Nan Xuan came back soon with a small medicine bottle and gauze. Jing Zhen took it with a fierce look on his face and helped Bao Ya apply medicine and bandage it.
Today was truly full of twists and turns. Only after this little episode was Nan Xuan able to teach the two of them kung fu.
He taught Jingzhen a set of sword techniques specifically for the Dust-Breaking Sword, and then taught Baoya how to use the whip transformed from the silver bracelet.
"By the way, you should give it a name."
Watching Baoya practice for a long time and then stop to rest, Nan Xuan said, "Jingzhen's sword is called Shattered Dust. What do you want to call it?"
"Hmm..." Baoya stared at the small, silver whip in her hand and thought for a moment, "How about calling it Dragon Beard Noodles?"
Nan Xuan:......
So what was he expecting?
Seeing Nan Xuan's speechless face, Jing Zhen stopped his moves and walked over: "I think dragon beard noodles are very good."
"Right!" Baoya became excited after receiving Xiaojing's affirmation. "Look, it's so thin and long, and it's so smooth when I wave it. It looks just like dragon beard noodles!"
Nan Xuan: "As long as you are happy."
As it was getting late, it was time to send Baoya and the others back home. If it was too late, their families would get worried.
Nan Xuan led his two little disciples to the back mountain to see Yun Chenglu.
The three of them chatted and laughed as they walked to the hawthorn forest on the back mountain, and saw Yun Chenglu still working hard to use a slingshot to hit the hawthorn fruits on the trees.
The two large baskets that Nan Xuan had specially prepared for him were already full, and the small basket used to hold the bullets was also empty.
"What's wrong, silly boy?" Nan Xuan walked behind him and asked.
"call!"
Yun Chenglu let out a long sigh, turned around, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and gave Nan Xuan a confident smile: "Brother Nan, look, I've picked all the hawthorns from these three trees! Not a single fruit was damaged!"
Nan Xuan glanced around and found that there were indeed no fruits hanging on the three trees on the outermost side.
"Really?" He narrowed his eyes, walked over decisively, and kicked each of the three trees.
Then, there was a rustling sound of falling leaves, mixed with a few muffled sounds, and some fish that had escaped the net and were hidden among the leaves fell down with crackling sounds.
Yun Chenglu: ...
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