The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 287 Whose Threat (4)_1

Chapter 287: Chapter 287 Whose Threat (4)_1

"Sour fish is good, so is boiled chicken, but braised pork knuckle is the best." Master Hui Zhen arrived at meal time, and his five martial monks were arranged to dine in the next room.

"Master, in the afternoon, please ask your disciples to check out the newly planted chives in the greenhouse," Lin Ziyin specially reminded him.

Ding’an Temple was different from Chu Suifeng’s villa. Every day, five people from the villa would come to learn and keep up with the latest developments in the greenhouse. On the other hand, the monks from Ding’an Temple only contacted the villa when needed.

That said, Master Hui Zhen and the martial monks were there punctually every day under the guise of collecting herbs on the mountain.

"It’s best to have someone dedicated to learn this daily, to avoid confusion," Lin Ziyin complained.

"Alright, little girl, I’ll get Fat Monk to arrange for someone to come over once I’m back." Master Hui Zhen happily agreed. The so-called Fat Monk referred to Master Hui Lian. As a junior disciple, Hui Zhen always referred to him this way. "Good, good, it’s a pity there’s no food at night."

"Master, the grass on the mountain has withered, there are no more herbs to gather." Lin Ziyin laughed at him, "Let’s see what excuse you’ll use to come here."

"I’ve already made it clear to the temple’s host and Fat Monk. In order to repay the benefactor for his contributions to the temple, I will come over daily to teach a few moves to those practicing martial arts in the villa, for the whole winter," Master Hui Zhen said, cunningly blinking his eyes.

What? However, the Lin Family was delighted to hear this.

"Really, Master, can we all be your disciples?" Every man has a dream of being a hero, and Lin Changshu and Wu Dayou were no exceptions.

"Your physiques are formed and won’t amount to much. Moreover, benefactors have too many distractions in their minds, it’s impossible to be a master." Master Hui Zhen dealt them a blow.

"Isn’t there any way at all?" Wu Dayou asked, unwilling to give up.

"I can teach you some basic breathing techniques. The rest should follow Lin benefactor’s teachings. Those are more practical for you." Master Hui Zhen took two bites to finish a large chicken leg with sauce.

Lin Ziyin listened with a smile, not in a hurry. The village elders were getting on in years, but there were also children in the private school. They could carefully learn from the Great Monk, and the village wouldn’t lack masters in the future.

Thinking of this, she reached out for some noodles to put in her bowl.

Chu Suifeng’s chopsticks were faster, he scooped up too much into his bowl before her.

Seeing that the remaining noodles were not enough, Lin Ziyin had to change direction and clip some roast duck. But as soon as she turned her chopsticks towards the roast duck, half of the roast duck had already been put into Chu Suifeng’s bowl.

After that, no matter what Lin Ziyin wanted to eat, Chu Suifeng was always much faster than her.

The Lin Family became increasingly nervous during the meal when they saw Chu Suifeng’s actions, guessing that Lin Ziyin must have annoyed him.

"You little..." Seeing that almost half of several dishes were left on the table, Master Hui Zhen was so angry that he almost threw his chopsticks at Chu Suifeng. "Can’t people eat in peace?"

Lin Ziyin suddenly remembered what she had said in the afternoon and couldn’t help but chuckle silently.

She didn’t bother picking a quarrel with Chu Suifeng, just sat quietly with her bowl, only eating the white rice in it.

Feeling sorry for her, Zige gave her some of her favorite dishes and put them in her bowl.

Si Jinhan looked at the small hill of food piled up in Chu Suifeng’s bowl and felt it was a bit too much.

Chu Suifeng, however, ate elegantly. Contending with Master Hui Zhen’s anger, Si Jinhan’s laughter, and the surprise of the Lin Family, he calmly finished all the food in his bowl without haste.