Yaya didn't notice the expressions of the two chefs. After praising Zhan Beichen, she looked up at Zhao Qian and said, "As for you, Zhao Qian, you thought of asking your junior for help and you know how to unite with your fellow disciples. You have made great progress. It seems that you have thoroughly understood the meaning of learning with humility and are no longer stubborn. You are also great."

When Yaya mentioned him, Zhao Qian squatted down on his own initiative and put his head in front of Yaya, just wanting to get a pat on the head and praise from Yaya.

But Yaya herself had no intention of touching Zhao Qian's head.

After all, Zhao Qian was too rich, so she just wanted to praise him a little.

Who knew that Zhao Qian would actually squat down and put his head towards her.

So she narrowed her eyes, stretched out her chubby little hands, and rubbed Zhao Qian's head.

Over there, the Sophora japonica tree spirit uttered a weak voice at this time: "Young Master, I was wrong. I have already lost my cultivation. Please forgive me."

The locust tree spirit no longer spoke in a woman's voice, but instead returned to the male voice that Yaya used when she first met him.

Without the delicate and artificial sound of a woman's voice, Yaya felt that the voice was much more pleasant to the ears.

She nodded: "My disciple will arrange another place for you to practice. I hope you can abide by your duties in the future and stop being greedy and fanciful. Otherwise..."

Yaya didn't say anything, just took out the Tianshi Sword.

The locust tree spirit trembled.

When he met Yaya before, Yaya did not kill him like he thought the Taoist priest would do, so he thought he had an opportunity.

Unexpectedly, Yaya is just principled.

She let him stay in Sanqing Temple to recuperate only because he had a kind heart and saved the girl. Now that Sanqing Temple is going to be restored to its original state, the extra locust tree should naturally grow somewhere else.

If he had been willing to leave before, perhaps his original cultivation level could have been retained. It is useless to regret it now.

The locust tree spirit was moved out by the excited Zhao Qian.

Because the locust tree is a yin tree in Feng Shui, planting it in the wrong place will cause big problems. Zhao Qian considered many places in the past two days and finally decided to place the locust tree spirit ten meters away from the south-facing courtyard wall.

Considering the layout of the entire Taoist temple, that place is the only place lacking a little bit of yin energy in order to achieve true harmony between yin and yang.

The hole has been dug, now all we need to do is plant the tree in it.

Yaya, Zhan Beichen and two chefs also came along.

She looked at Zhao Qianxuan's position and nodded.

This senior disciple is quite talented in Feng Shui. If he is not good at other aspects, he can specialize in this aspect in the future.

This should be considered teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, right?

Yaya touched her little chin, and her chubby little face was full of stability.

Behind her, Mao Ming and Liang Dong saw that their boss was so cute, and their eyes were stained with some kindness. Realizing what they were thinking, they hurriedly cleared this emotion.

No matter how cute the boss is, he is still the boss and they should put themselves in the right place.

If you put yourself in the role of an elder, problems will arise in your work in the future because of this kind of substitution.

When Zhao Qian was burying the tree, Zhan Beichen was also helping. One of them was holding a big shovel, and the other was holding a small shovel, and they kept filling the soil.

Soon the soil was filled.

Yaya then introduced the two chefs who would cook for the two apprentices.

Zhan Beichen was so focused on what Yaya had told him that he didn't pay any attention to who the two people following Yaya were. But when he saw that they were two chefs he knew, he opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Uncle Mao, Uncle Liang, you all come here to work."

"Young Taoist priest, I dare not call you uncle. From now on, you can just call us Chef Mao and Chef Liang." Mao Ming waved his hands hurriedly.

Although Zhan Beichen still recognized him, he was very happy, but Zhan Beichen's identity was different from theirs now.

Now that the young master has become a Taoist priest in Sanqing Temple and is also the apprentice of their boss, it is inappropriate to call them uncle anymore.

Zhan Beichen saw that Mao Ming and Liang Dong really refused him to call them uncle, so he nodded obediently: "Okay."

After Zhan Beichen finished speaking, Zhao Qian also greeted the two chefs.

As Yaya watched her two disciples talking to others, she suddenly thought of something. Her real name was Yaya, and her Taoist name was also Yaya. Her master told her that it was okay, but if she accepted disciples in the future, she would be responsible for giving them Taoist names.

In addition, after the apprentice has passed the training, he must go to the Taoist Association to apply for a Taoist certificate, so that the apprentice can become a Taoist recognized by the secular world.

But……

Yaya is not very good at naming.

You can't ask the eldest and the youngest disciples to call each other "A what?"

This incident made Yaya feel distressed.

When Yaya took the chef and two apprentices to visit the vegetable garden, she kept thinking about this matter.

Just as I was thinking about it, a little golden monkey came running over from the woods.

The little golden monkey squeaked and took a package from its back.

Zhan Beichen's eyes lit up instantly when he saw that the package contained his little bear. He thought his master had forgotten about the little bear, but it turned out that the little bear was really being repaired.

"Thank you, Doudou. Take this basket of strawberries back and share them with others." Yaya took out a bamboo basket and filled it with bright red strawberries.

When the little golden monkey saw the strawberry, he was so excited that he kept bowing to Yaya. His unique and cute appearance melted the hearts of the adults present.

Zhao Qian couldn't help but ask Yaya: "Master, can I touch it?"

Yaya: "Just ask Doudou. If Doudou agrees, you can touch it."

Zhao Qian hurriedly asked Doudou.

Doudou tilted his head and looked at Zhao Qian for a long time, his intelligent black eyes filled with doubts about Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian reacted and quickly introduced himself.

The little golden monkey then showed a shy smile, rubbed its little hands on its hair, and then handed its hand to Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian didn't expect that the little golden monkey would wipe its hands first before handing them to him. He also imitated the little golden monkey, wiped his hands first, and then shook hands with the little golden monkey.

Mao Ming and Liang Dong, who had never had close contact with golden monkeys, also came over to join in the fun.

So, the little golden monkey inexplicably shook hands with several people, and then prepared to go back carrying a basket that was bigger than itself.

He was also polite when he left, bowing to Yaya and waving.

Zhao Qian was worried that the basket was too heavy for the little golden monkey to lift, but he didn't expect the little golden monkey to move so fast that it disappeared on the slope in a short while.

"Is this little monkey about to become a spirit?" Zhao Qian asked his guess.

Yaya nodded: "Yes, Doudou is Grandma Guo's grandson."

After returning here, Grandma Guo married the then king of the golden monkey group. She said that she was moved by the other party's sincerity and was willing to get married. Then they had a child, and the child had another child.

It’s a pity that the Monkey King only lived to be a hundred years old before he went to be reincarnated.

Yaya doesn’t quite understand the emotions of her elders.

She looked at Mao Ming and Liang Dong: "There is also an orchard. I will take you to visit it. The charity home at the foot of the mountain will also need fruits."