Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

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Yun Chujiu glanced at him silently and asked, "Did you see the little moon yesterday?"

Qu Fang's face was annoyed: "Lord Qi Island refused to let her leave the inn half a step, and now let her sit behind him and not allowed to leave, so I can only take a few such glances."

Yun Chujiu heard a lot of bitterness in Qufang's words, and couldn't help but laugh, saying: "Anyway, the sword conference will take several days, I don't believe that Qidao Lord can always watch the little moon, you will always see it."

Qu Fang scratched her hair embarrassedly and asked, "Sister Yun, what did you just say?"

"I said that the sword above is really boring. It's nothing more than the wife's selling melons and boasting. I went to the wonton stall over there to eat bowls of wontons. Would you like to go?"

Seeing the location of the wonton stall, Qu Fang could not see Xiaoyue, and immediately refused decisively.

Yun Chujiu pouted her lips, and she really lost her sight, she didn't go down, she went by herself!

So, the goods crowded the crowd to the wonton stall and ordered a bowl of wontons.

Since it is still morning, and the "Pin Sword" is in full swing, let alone the wonton stall, even this slippery food stall has only a black heart nine guests, and even some of the vendors are holding their necks to watch the lively.

The owner of the wonton stall is a middle-aged and old couple, who deliberately gave Yun Chujiu a few more wontons.

Yun Chujiu thanked him and ate it.

The old couple had a bunch of talk while wrapping ravioli:

"Master, you said you have made ravioli all your life, why did you make it so slow?" Said the old lady in disgust.

The old man was also not annoyed, and said slowly: "Old lady, although I pack slowly, but the wontons I pack are well-formed and never show their stuffing.

You pack it fast, and I do n’t miss a few of them every time. In the end, I eat all the noodles! I have n’t eaten ravioli with stuffing in my life and have been eating noodles. "

The old lady glared at him: "Why? You are not happy yet? Want to chase me so many guys back then, why did I choose you as a chronic man ?!"

The old man smiled and said: "Let's hurry and slow, and fast and slow, doesn't it just match ?! This is like those who are better than swords. It's not that fast is better, slow is not good."

Yun Chujiu heard a move from here and asked with a smile: "Master, don't you mean that the world's martial arts can only be broken fast? How slow is it?"

The old man said with a smile: "Although that is said, slowness is not necessarily bad. Just like my old lady's bag, it's fast, but every time you cook it, you have to expose a few. Although I'm slow, but the quality all good.

The old man has seen this comparison countless times on the test bench. If you are blindly pursuing the speed, you will not be able to follow the rules. This is fast and slow, but as long as you catch the flaws of the other party and hit it, it is also slow. "

Yun Chujiu was suddenly dumbfounded when she heard Yan Yan. She remembered that A Piao had turned into two silhouettes than swords, one was faster and one slower, but she couldn't tell the difference. At that time, she was wondering why Slow Sword could also compete with Fast Sword. Evenly, he was unexpectedly broken by the old man.

Yes, there is no absolute fast and slow, but relatively speaking. Simply delete the complicated ones, remove those useless moves, and find out the other party's flaws, even the slow sword is enough to defeat the enemy.

The old lady saw Yun Chuji dumbfounded and could not help but glared at the old man fiercely: "Just talk nonsense, let's see, the little girl is magically frustrated! You are a ravioli, what swordsmanship, pretend! "