Wang Han smiled and said, "Junior Sister Zhao, are you here to have a meal? Come on, come on, come on the third floor."

"I'll eat on the first floor today."

“…Okay.”

Wang Han smiled bitterly.

Outer and inner disciples are not allowed to go to the third floor, but it was not said that the personal disciples could only eat on the third floor.

Although he had known each other for a while, he could see that the little girl was smart and upright.

And a little willful.

From her calm demeanor, Wang Han even secretly guessed that this girl must have been a noble family.

Girls from noble families must have a guard of honor when they go out alone.

Even if Wang Han is the master of the owner, he will not offend her.

The child pulled the bell and found an empty seat on the first floor to sit down.

The outer disciples around were all a little restless.

On this floor, no personal disciple has ever been given to eat.

Their status is even worse than that of the inner disciples. For them, their personal disciples are people who are superior and cannot be looked up to.

The children are calm.

Lingdang sat opposite her and whispered: "Senior Sister, you might as well go to the third floor. The food here may not be in line with your appetite."

"Along the way I came out of my house, I often had two steamed buns for a day. As long as it wasn't pig food, I could eat it." The child knocked on the table, "Go and get some food, I'm very hungry."

The bell had no choice but to come to the window.

The outer disciples who were originally queuing up, let go of their positions.

Bell: "…"

"Sister Lingdang, come in front, come quickly." An elderly outer disciple pulled the bells in front, extremely enthusiastic.

Although the bell has been here for seven or eight years, because of its average qualification, it is still at the average level among outer disciples.

This female disciple who gave up her position was over 40 years old, and her martial arts skills were also the best among the outer disciples. She had never looked at her with a direct look before.

Now, he took the initiative to get out of the position for her.

Still calling her senior sister?

The bell was a little helpless.

She knew in her heart that they were all looking at Senior Sister Zhao's face. After thinking about it, they stopped refusing. They walked up to the outer disciple inside and said, "Senior Sister Zhao doesn't want to go to the third floor, just eat on the first floor."

There is no need for her to say that the outer disciples who made the meals, they quickly filled several of the best dishes, put them on the tray, and said with a favor: "Sister Lingdang, please send them to Senior Sister Zhao first. If she is not satisfied, I will immediately give Zhao Shishi a small meal."

Lingdang smiled and said, "Thank you, senior sister."

"Sister Lingdang, don't be so polite. If you have any place to use it in the future, just open your mouth."

"Thank you then."

The bell held the tray and accepted everyone's eyes, and walked to the children.

The tray is large, with seven or eight dishes, each full of meat, and in addition to rice and steamed buns.

Lingdang laughed softly and said, "On weekdays, the disciples of the outside world can only cook two dishes and one staple food."

The child said, "I can't eat so much. Let's eat it together."

She handed the steamed bun to the bell.

Lingling waved her hand quickly: "I'm not hungry, I'll watch you eat."

"At least you call me Senior Sister, you are not my servant. What are you afraid of?"

"Senior sister, in our Piaoyun Village, this outer disciple can't be the servant of the personal disciple." Lingling smiled.

"Is that true?" The child looked at the bell, "Ling, are you willing to move to Piaomiao Peak?"
Chapter completed!