That evening, Cheng Xiaofan was completely unaware of what was happening in Xuecheng in the north. Just as he was preparing to rest, he received a call from Liu Xinyue.
"Xiaofan, are you resting?"
As soon as he pressed the answer button, Liu Xinyue's charming voice came from the phone.
Cheng Xiaofan smiled and said, "I just got into bed, not resting yet!"
Liu Xinyue's voice was so alluring it was almost dripping with honey. "What a coincidence, I just got into bed too."
Old drivers say that a woman's tenderness in bed can be judged by the allure of her voice.
Hearing Liu Xinyue say this, Cheng Xiaofan couldn't help but shiver.
"Sister Liu, is there something you need to call me about so late?" Cheng Xiaofan asked directly.
Liu Xinyue smiled and said, "My grandfather said he wants to visit you tomorrow morning. Ever since you cured his anorexia, he's been wanting to visit Zhuxi Village!"
"Oh, you're welcome, Elder Liu, to Zhuxi Village. I'll wait for him in the bamboo pavilion on the back mountain tomorrow!" Cheng Xiaofan replied.
His mother had been busy enough these past two days, and Cheng Xiaofan didn't want her to go to extra trouble to prepare food and meals because of Liu Tingshu's visit.
If he invited Liu Tingshu to the back mountain, he could prepare a few simple dishes to entertain him.
"Alright, Xiaofan, I'll follow your arrangements. It's getting late, so I won't disturb your rest. Goodnight!" Liu Xinyue said.
"Okay, goodnight!" Cheng Xiaofan replied.
After hanging up the phone, he couldn't help but smile slightly.
It seemed the beautiful woman named Liu had told her grandfather about the 'Happy Wine' she mentioned.
Liu Tingshu was an old fox of the jianghu, and his purpose in coming to Zhuxi Village was undoubtedly about the Happy Wine.
After all, the first batch of napa cabbage was bought by Pin Weixuan.
Cheng Xiaofan had no reason to refuse Liu Tingshu's visit to Zhuxi Village.
Fortunately, there was still a little Happy Wine left. He would let Elder Liu taste it when he arrived, so he wouldn't have made the trip in vain.
There were still some dregs of wine left from last time, which were preserved here.
There was also a refrigerator in this pavilion, a gift from Bai Yiling.
There was a preserved chick in the refrigerator. Cheng Xiaofan took it out, split it in half with a knife, chopped it into pieces, washed it with water, and set it aside.
Then, he took out a fresh-keeping box, spread some dregs from the basin on the bottom, and embedded the chicken pieces in the dregs.
This was for making dregs chicken tomorrow.
However, he remembered that there were still two more mouths to feed, Po Tianying and Tao Qibao, and half a dregs chicken wouldn't be enough. So, he chopped the other half of the chicken into pieces.
After finishing these tasks, Cheng Xiaofan got into bed and was about to fall asleep when his phone rang again.
He took out his phone and saw that it was an unknown number.
He pressed the answer button and asked, "Who is it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a very humble voice came from the phone, "Master, your disciple Long Xingyun greets you!"
Hearing Long Xingyun's name, Cheng Xiaofan felt a slight dizziness.
"Long Xingyun, when did I, Cheng, become your master?"
Long Xingyun said cautiously, "Master, one energy pill from you cured my internal injuries. I can even guide a wisp of residual spiritual energy from my dan tian to circulate a small heavenly cycle."
"I went from being a cripple to having a sliver of hope, and all of this was given by you. It's only right that I call you Master!"
Cheng Xiaofan was slightly startled by this.
He hadn't expected that one of his energy pills would cure the other person's internal injuries and even guide out the spiritual energy in his dan tian.
This indicated that this type of energy pill had a significant effect on those who practiced ancient martial arts.
"Heh heh,"
Cheng Xiaofan smiled noncommittally and said, "Long Xingyun, did you not suffer any punishment from your family after you returned this time?"
Long Xingyun smiled and said, "If it weren't for Master's energy pill this time, according to the rules set by the reclusive influential families, I would have lost my life!"
"To protect me, my grandfather had the Long surname expelled from the circle of reclusive influential families, and our years of business dealings were also severed!"
Cheng Xiaofan smiled faintly and said, "It seems your grandfather is a wise man!"
"His intention in doing so is to get to know me through you and obtain more energy pills, isn't it?"
"Master, my grandfather's thoughts have indeed been accurately guessed by you!"
Long Xingyun also knew that his grandfather's little trick was no match for Cheng Xiaofan. "My grandfather asked me to call you this time and send his regards!"
"He wants to choose a date to visit Master!"
"Alright, give me a call in advance when you decide to come!" Cheng Xiaofan agreed readily without refusal.
The reason he agreed so readily was that he himself wanted to have a force within the jianghu, which would be convenient for them to solve problems for him if any arose in the future.
In short, this was a precaution!
Cheng Xiaofan was well aware that once his series of products were officially launched, it was inevitable that some people would become envious, and some forces might even stir up trouble.
When it was inconvenient for him to appear, he could completely hand it over to the Long family to deal with.
Long Xingyun couldn't believe that Cheng Xiaofan's answer was so straightforward, and he was almost uncontrollably excited.
That an unparalleled master would so easily accept him as a disciple was truly beyond his expectations!
Moreover, the fact that Master agreed to his grandfather's visit to Zhuxi Village indicated that Master was willing to accept the Long family.
To gain such a supreme opportunity was truly unexpected.
Was this a dream?
"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!"
Long Xingyun said with tears streaming down his face, choking with emotion.
At the same time, he didn't forget to pinch his thigh hard.
Hiss!
It hurt!
This was not a dream!
Why was this guy crying?
Cheng Xiaofan shook his head slightly as he listened to the voice from the phone.
Didn't he know that men don't easily shed tears?
What a weakling!
"Long Xingyun, let's leave it at that. I need to rest!" Having said that, Cheng Xiaofan decisively hung up the phone.
Since the other party called him Master, left and right, he had to have the demeanor of a master when talking to his disciple, without any dawdling.
Since he was already a teacher, he had to impart knowledge.
Next time he saw Long Xingyun, he would have to teach him well. To be his disciple, he shouldn't be sniffling all the time.
Cheng Xiaofan's disciples were not crybabies; they stood their ground, their heads reaching for the sky, and could blow down a wall with a single fart.
Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaofan couldn't help but smile. Someone wanted to become his disciple just for farming.
If those ancient martial arts masters saw this, would they still be able to live?
Cheng Xiaofan didn't think about it anymore and instantly put the matter out of his mind.
Sleep!
After lying down on the bed, as soon as he closed his eyes, in a daze, Cheng Xiaofan found himself transformed into a golden dragon, lying quietly on the bed, cultivating dragon energy.
Streams of golden light continuously coiled around his body…