"Disciple must help this junior brother well, please rest assured, Master Chen." The disciple nodded and bowed.
Chief Chen nodded and left with satisfaction.
"Junior Brother Fang, my name is Yang Zhengfeng, please call me Senior Brother Yang."
"Hello, Senior Brother Yang." Fang Yang nodded obediently and said.
Yang Zhengfeng led Fang Yang to his room in the small courtyard and asked Fang Yang to change into the uniform short robe of a White Sect disciple.
It was a short Tsing Yi robe with a delicate white fan embroidered on the cuffs.
"This is the symbol of the White Door. With these clothes in the future, ordinary people will never dare to mess with you when you walk out of the White Door!"
Fang Yang nodded happily.
"These are just the clothes of junior disciples. When you become successful in martial arts, you can change into the brocade robes of more advanced disciples." Yang Zhengfeng said with a smile.
Later, Yang Zhengfeng led Fang Yang to the place assigned to new disciples like him.
This is a larger room, and there are three other children about Fang Yang's age in the room, sitting around the dining table in the center of the room eating.
"Ah, rice... rice, it's actually rice?"
But Fang Yang's eyes were tightly attracted by the food on the table.
His eyes were staring straight at the food on the table, as wide as longans.
Fang Yang hasn't smelled the aroma of rice for almost two years. Even at Old Man Qi's place, he could only eat coarse bran.
On the table, there was a rice bowl full of white rice in the middle, surrounded by several large plates of vegetables, including a plate of fried meat.
There were only three children sitting around the table eating, and one of the bowls and chopsticks was still empty.
When the three children who were eating saw Yang Zhengfeng, they immediately stood up and said, "Hello, Senior Brother Yang!"
Yang Zhengfeng then smiled and nodded.
The three children also looked curiously at Fang Yang beside Yang Zhengfeng.
Yang Zhengfeng smiled at Fang Yang and said, "There happens to be a pair of bowls and chopsticks, go and eat!"
Fang Yang immediately started running, rushing to grab the bowl to grab the rice, as if if he moved too slowly, all the food would be eaten.
Indeed, Fang Yang hasn't had a full meal in a long time.
Even at Uncle Qi's house, they had to live frugally in order to save money for Tieniu's medical treatment, so Fang Yang had to endure hunger.
But today, Fang Yang's hunger that had lasted for too long suddenly burst out.
Fang Yang wolfed down the food for a while, leaving several children dumbfounded.
"How long has it been since you had anything to eat? Is this what it is?"
"You didn't go to the mountains to practice hard just because you wanted to enter the White Gate, did you?"
The three children who were eating started talking all over the place.
"My father asked me to go to the mountains to practice hard, but I heard that I would starve, so I refused to go! I was so hungry, but fortunately I didn't go."
A strong boy of twelve or thirteen years old with dark skin looked prescient when he saw Fang Yang's anxious look.
"Don't choke, you look just like the pig beast I encountered last time when my father and I went up the mountain to collect herbs, hahaha!" A little girl wearing a goose-yellow jacket said with a smile.
"That's right, we are disciples of the White Sect. Haha, if someone sees us, we will definitely laugh our heads off." A tall disciple said with a smile.
Although the tall man is not very old, he is almost as tall as Yang Zhengfeng. Because he is very thin, he stands like a bamboo pole.
When Fang Yang heard what they said, he slowed down and started laughing.
"His name is Fang Yang, and he is Chief Chen's new disciple." Yang Zhengfeng introduced with a smile.
In an instant, the expressions of these children changed.
"I didn't expect that I could be in the same courtyard as the master's apprentice. It's great! My name is Ma Dali, and I am the son of Ma Wanli, the chief escort of Shunfeng Escort Bureau in the city." The dark-skinned child introduced himself.
Fang Yang immediately imitated an adult and returned the greeting, saying, "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you."
"Hello, Junior Brother Fang, I am the youngest daughter of Sun Baiyao, the owner of Xinglin Hall in the west of the city. My name is Sun Zhenzhen." The girl introduced timidly.
"My name is Du Fei. I am Du Fei from the patrol room and my uncle." Du Fei proudly introduced himself.
"My name is Fang Yang~~ from Tulin Village outside Dafeng City."
Fang Yang felt a little guilty when he heard their origins, so he just introduced his birthplace.
However, these children were all swayed by Fang Yang, the deacon's disciple, so they didn't care about his background.
Fang Yang, who was well-read in poetry and books, was clever and eloquent, and soon became familiar with these disciples.
Fang Yang learned that these were all specially recruited disciples like him.
However, these disciples not only have good family backgrounds, but also have special talents.
Since Ma Dali's father is the chief escort, he has been learning Shunfeng Escort's sword skills since he was a child. Now, although the Seventy-two Shunfeng sword skills cannot be considered a success, they are still decent.
As a descendant of Xinglin Hall and the daughter of Sun Baiyao, a famous local doctor, Sun Zhenzhen has read medical books since she was a child and has been able to sit in the hall and diagnose pulse since she was ten years old.
She is only 12 years old this year, but she already has two years of experience in sitting in court.
Du Fei's uncle Du Baotou is the city lord's absolute confidant, and the city lord has a close relationship with Baimen.
Moreover, Du Fei is also considered to be proficient in boxing and kicking. Although he is not as good as Ma Dali, he is much stronger than Fang Yang who knows nothing.
When he learned about this situation, Fang Yang was secretly surprised.
He was already certain that Chief Chen might have another agenda this time when he recruited a disciple like him who had neither identity nor ability.
However, Fang Yang was also in a good mood at this time, "No matter what conspiracy you have, as long as I can have enough to eat."