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"Zhuang boy, come and eat!"

Aunt Wang from next door called out from across the yard.

Luo Zhuang then immediately shouted back, "Coming!"

He put away the "Zhenyue Zen Kung Fu" manual, but before setting off, he remembered something and called Hua Hengyue's room.

Hua Hengyue had already learned how to answer the phone, and soon, Luo Zhuang heard Hua Hengyue's voice coming from the landline: "Immortal Master, is lunch ready? I just heard Auntie's voice."

Luo Zhuang said, "I'll go over first and bring the food over to you in a bit. Just a heads up, we have a new customer here, and I've arranged for her to stay on the third floor."

That guest is skilled in martial arts, has killed people, and carries a deep-seated hatred. Be careful and don't provoke her.

Hua Hengyue said, "Thank you for reminding me, Immortal Master. I understand now."

Luo Zhuang didn't mention the "Zhenyue Zen Kung Fu" for the time being, thinking he would tell Hua Hengyue when he had a chance after dinner. He hung up the phone and went to the next room.

As soon as he entered the courtyard of Aunt Wang's house next door, a delicious aroma wafted over him. When he went inside, he saw that Aunt Wang had already served lunch and placed it on the table: two bowls of steaming hot, freshly cut noodles.

A mixed sauce, made of soy sauce, sesame paste, sesame oil, lard, Sichuan peppercorn powder, chili oil, minced meat, chopped green onions, and other ingredients, has been poured over the noodles, giving them a glossy, dark brown color. Garnished with greens and pea shoots, it's so appetizing that it whets the appetite at first glance.

Aunt Wang's homemade vegetarian noodles with minced meat sauce are more creative than those sold on the street, with a generous amount of minced meat. Luo Zhuang has loved eating them since he was a child.

"Zhuang boy, eat up. I played mahjong for a long time today, so I'm a little late making dinner. I just made some noodles with minced meat sauce. You can eat first."

Aunt Wang sat down opposite Luo Zhuang with a smile and said, "I don't know if that girl in your hotel can handle spicy food, so I stir-fried some non-spicy minced meat sauce. After you finish eating, I'll cook some more noodles, and you can take them to them."

Luo Zhuang said, "Thanks, ma'am." He immediately sat down and began shoveling noodles into his mouth.

In no time, he ate half a bowl and couldn't help but exclaim, "So comforting! It tastes just like I know! You really have to eat the noodles made by you, Auntie. You can't find noodles this good anywhere else."

Aunt Wang's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter: "Eat more if it's delicious. How can noodles from outside be tasty if they don't put meat in them?"

Luo Zhuang nodded, but still said, "One bowl is enough."

So when Luo Zhuang had almost finished the noodles in his bowl, Aunt Wang cooked two more bowls of noodles and had Luo Zhuang take them back to the hotel next door with the sauce to serve the guests.

After Luo Zhuang returned, he placed two bowls of noodles in the dining room and called Hua Hengyue and Gan San Niang to come down and eat.

This time, he was experienced and had told Gan San Niang how to use the landline in her room beforehand. After dialing the number for the third-floor guest room, Gan San Niang answered the phone after a short while, her voice a little tense: "Manager."

Luo Zhuang was afraid of that tense voice. A tense voice meant that the woman was also on edge and a bit dangerous, so he spoke very carefully: "Miss Gan, lunch is ready. Come down and eat."

"lunch?"

Gan San Niang paused for a moment, her voice tinged with surprise, but she quickly replied, "Okay, I'll come down right away."

Gan San Niang, who was on the third floor, heard Luo Zhuang's voice through her phone and felt uneasy. She thought that this inn was unusual in every way, and that the innkeeper could even transmit his voice from a distance. She wondered what kind of ability he had.

Even the fourth leader of the Taoist sect on Songgou Mountain, who possessed extraordinary supernatural powers, didn't have such abilities, did he?

She became increasingly cautious, descending from the third floor even faster than Hua Hengyue on the second floor. Upon reaching the lobby on the first floor, she respectfully greeted Luo Zhuang, "Shopkeeper."

Luo Zhuangchonggan San Niang nodded and said, "Lunch is ready, come and eat."

He turned around and led Gan San Niang to the restaurant.

Gan San Niang thought to herself that this shopkeeper was a very serious person who did not smile. She had to be careful and could not be as reckless as she was at home, nor could she imitate the behavior of those people on Songgou Mountain, lest she accidentally offend the shopkeeper.

After sitting down in the restaurant, Luo Zhuang introduced to Gan San Niang, "Today's lunch is vegetarian spicy noodles with minced meat sauce, made by Aunt Wang next door. It tastes excellent. She wasn't sure if you could handle spicy food, so she made two servings of minced meat sauce."

The one on the left is spicy, the one on the right is not spicy. Pour the sauce over it as you see fit, and mix it with your noodles.

Gan San Niang respectfully cupped her hands and said, "Thank you very much, innkeeper. I usually only eat two meals a day, breakfast and dinner, but I never expected that you would prepare lunch for me. I am truly flattered."

Luo Zhuang then realized that Gan San Niang's doubt on the phone was because she hadn't expected him to prepare lunch.

I clearly mentioned it when I showed her to the hotel, didn't she hear me?

As they were talking, Hua Hengyue descended the moonlit night, first bowing respectfully to Luo Zhuang and calling out, "Immortal Master." Only then did she sit down opposite Gan San Niang.

Gan San Niang's eyes widened slightly for a moment.

Immortal Master?! Did I call someone the wrong person, the shopkeeper?

She became increasingly cautious, afraid of making another mistake. She first observed how Hua Hengyue ate before carefully trying to imitate her.

After Hua Hengyue sat down, she listened to Luo Zhuang explain the food that was served at noon. She chose spicy minced meat sauce, poured some into her bowl with a spoon, mixed it with chopsticks, and ate it in small bites.

Gan San Niang then followed suit, scooping up some spicy sauce and pouring it over her noodles. She mixed it well and slurped it up in small sips.

Before long, Gan San Niang's originally pale face flushed red, and she was sweating slightly on her forehead.

She couldn't help but glance at Hua Hengyue, and saw that Hua Hengyue's face was also slightly red, but not as badly as hers. She was amazed and realized that the other guests in the inn were also quite extraordinary!

But this noodle dish is really something else; it's so spicy it hurts your tongue, yet it's so delicious you can't stop eating it.

She gradually became attracted to the bowl of noodles and was no longer as reserved as she had been at the beginning.

After observing for a while, Luo Zhuang finally felt a little relieved.

Therefore, it seems unlikely that this guest from a relatively chaotic world would suddenly go berserk.

So he decided not to stay there any longer and said, "Take your time eating, call me when you're done."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Once Luo Zhuang left, Gan San Niang finally relaxed considerably. She glanced at Hua Hengyue with her large eyes, leaned forward slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, doesn't this noodle dish hurt your throat from the spiciness?"

Hua Hengyue had been keeping Luo Zhuang's words in mind and carefully observing Gan San Niang. Seeing that Gan San Niang didn't seem like a fierce person, she felt slightly relieved and replied:

"It is spicy, but the food here in the immortal's place just doesn't feel right without a little spice. It took me two days to get used to it."

"Oh, I see..."

Gan San Niang nodded and asked, "Why do you call the shopkeeper 'Immortal Master'?"

Hua Hengyue said, "Immortal Master is exceptionally capable. Not only did he let me live in this heavenly realm and prepare so many kinds of delicious food for me to eat, but he also gave me a copy of 'Dream of the Red Chamber,' which is somewhat similar to my life, to read and enlighten me. I should call him Immortal Master."

Gan San Niang asked, "Really? What book is it? May I take a look?"

Hua Hengyue shook her head and said, "I just placed that book on the Immortal Master's table. If you want to read it, you'll have to borrow it from him. I have another book with me now, called 'Water Margin,' which tells the story of some people who became outlaws..."

Gan Sanniang: "?!"