The scene where the martial arts champion forcibly paints Qiuxiang's portrait as Sister Shiliu is quite funny.
Was the martial arts champion blind, or did he have an extremely peculiar taste?
No, the martial arts champion was simply using this method to warn Tong Pak Fu not to be ungrateful.
You're just a servant; you're only fit to like Sister Shiliu.
While we're at it, let's find a reason to beat up Tong Pak Fu.
Tong Pak Fu got a beating and looked quite miserable.
Qiuxiang, seeing that things had gone far enough, stopped the martial arts champion.
"Hey, stop hitting him! If you don't stop, I'll tell Madam."
The martial arts champion snorted coldly and said, "Stop fighting, everyone! Give Sister Qiuxiang some face, let's go!"
Judging from the martial arts champion's attitude, he didn't have much respect for Qiuxiang.
However, it makes sense. In terms of status, the martial arts champion is much higher than Qiuxiang and the others.
However, Qiuxiang and the others, being maids by Madam Hua's side, were deeply trusted.
On the other hand, one or more of the Four Xiangs will eventually become young mistresses, which is why the martial arts champion dared not offend them too much.
" 9527, are you dead or not?" Qiuxiang asked as she saw Tong Pak Fu still squatting on the ground.
Upon hearing Qiuxiang's "concerned" voice, Tong Pak Fu felt as if his soul was about to leave his body.
He took the kite from his arms and said, "No, I cannot die until I have personally handed the kite to Sister Qiuxiang."
Qiuxiang looked at the crumpled kite and snorted coldly, "Let's go!"
Xiaxiang rolled up her sleeves and angrily said, "He ruined our kite-flying game! Beat him up!"
Tong Pak Fu got another beating.
Over at the pavilion, Ling Yi glanced in the direction Qiuxiang and the others had left, and yawned!
He casually shoved all the fried beans into Chunxiang's hands, saying, "Here, have them all. Bored? Go back and take a nap!"
Chunxiang took the bag with a look of surprise and delight. Seeing that there was still at least half a pound of roasted beans inside, she immediately beamed with joy.
Although Qiuxiang is Kung Fu Hustle, and possesses formidable Kung Fu Hustle, she may very well be a successor to Little Li's Flying Dagger technique.
But in the end, Qiuxiang still ended up with Tong Pak Fu.
This left Ling Yi somewhat confused about Qiuxiang's true intentions.
Was it solely for the purpose of marrying Tong Pak Fu? Or did she genuinely love Tong Pak Fu?
All signs indicate that Qiuxiang knows Tong Pak Fu's true identity, but the occasional Taunt in her eyes is genuine.
"Well, whatever. I'm not here to be a detective. What's the point of researching this? Cultivate, cultivate!"
Late at night, Tong Pak Fu rolled over and jumped from outside the courtyard into the courtyard.
Because Qiuxiang showed him kindness with three smiles, and because of her concern for him today, Tong Pak Fu felt it was time to be honest with Qiuxiang and confess his feelings.
"Luckily, I managed to protect my face, and my handsome appearance was preserved. Tonight, I'll find an opportunity to confess my feelings to her and see if you, Qiuxiang, will fall for me. Fall for me... oh dear!"
Just as Tong Pak Fu was smugly strutting around, he was suddenly hit in the eye with a cannonball.
Tong Pak Fu exclaimed in surprise, "Who hit me?"
Sister Shiliu floated over from the side like a ghost. "I am the peerless, stunningly beautiful Sister Shiliu."
"It's you? Big sister, I have no grudge against you..."
"I'll hit you!" Sister Shiliu fired another electric shot at Tong Pak Fu.
Tong Pak Fu covered his nose, puzzled, and asked, " Sister Shiliu, why did you throw that punch?"
"Why? Because you deserve to be hit! Everyone knows you secretly loved me, how can I ever face anyone again? I might as well just die!"
Tong Pak Fu nodded and said, "I have absolutely no objection to that!"
"Of course you said yes, you want to die with me, to be a pair of lovebirds bound by fate? Bah! I haven't even agreed to accept your love yet."
Tong Pak Fu was speechless for a moment, then shrugged and said, " Sister Shiliu, I think you've misunderstood..."
On the rooftop, Ling Yi, watching this scene, also felt somewhat unable to bear it.
Sure enough, few of the characters in Master Sing's movies are mentally sound.
"Tonight is really lively."
A glint flashed in Ling Yi's eyes as he looked in a certain direction.
Qiuxiang was still awake at this moment, and was reading Collected Poems of Tang Yin by candlelight!
Ling Yi shook his head, increasingly unable to understand Qiuxiang's actions.
It seems she genuinely admires Tong Pak Fu's poetry. Doesn't she know that 9527 refers to Tong Pak Fu?
"In Peach Blossom Village dwells the Peach Blossom Hermitage, in which dwells the Peach Blossom Immortal; the Peach Blossom Immortal plants peach trees, and picks peach blossoms to sell for wine money."
" Tong Pak Fu, who exactly are you? If you possess such literary talent, why do you feign madness and act so insanely all the time?"
"That Hidden Weapons weapon technique is extraordinary; the person must be a master of Proficiency arts. This is getting more and more interesting."
Ling Yi, Qiuxiang was walking through the rooftop passage, chuckled to herself, "Yes, it's getting more and more interesting."
Qiuxiang indeed knew Tong Pak Fu's true identity.
But they didn't know that Tong Pak Fu knew martial arts, specifically the Tang Family Overlord Spear Technique.
What follows is the scene where Tong Pak Fu tricks the four silver thieves, confesses his love to Qiuxiang, gets scolded by Qiuxiang, and is finally struck by her " Cross Soul-Chasing Staff ".
Tong Pak Fu, what a tragic situation!
In the main hall of the Hua Residence, Madam Hua looked at Tong Pak Fu and the other four kneeling below with a frosty expression.
" Qiuxiang, you tell me, what exactly happened?" Madam Hua said, glancing at Qiuxiang.
"Reporting to Madam, I saw 9527 with them."
Tong Pak Fu looked at Qiuxiang in disbelief. "Sister Qiuxiang, I came to save you!"
Madam Hua slammed her hand on the armrest and roared, "We can guard against anything day or night, but it's hard to guard against a thief within our own ranks! Deal with them all by the authorities!"
Tong Pak Fu cried out in protest, "Madam, I'm innocent, Madam!"
At this moment, a servant from the Hua Residence entered. "Madam, I found a book on the floor."
When Madam Hua saw that it was Collected Poems of Tang Yin, she immediately flew into a rage.
"You bastard, whose copy of ' Collected Poems of Tang Yin ' is this?"
"I've said it many times: nothing by Tong Pak Fu is allowed within Hua Residence, D. C. Whose book is this? Just admit it yourself."
" Qiuxiang, you know the people in this backyard best. Do you know whose book this is?"
Qiuxiang frowned, unsure how to answer for a moment.
At this point, Tong Pak Fu raised his hand and began to ramble on and on.
Then came a drum and rap performance that sent everyone into a frenzy.
You know what, hearing it live is definitely much better than watching a movie.
Even Ling Yi had to admit that Tong Pak Fu's part was really quite captivating.
Then...
The mood- Ravagers, the martial arts champion, makes his entrance. "Terrible! Terrible! Terrible! After eating, you have to poop; after pooping, you have to urinate; after urinating, you want to eat again. Life is just eating, pooping, and urinating."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Madam Hua changed her attitude completely. She tidied her hair and said with a smile, "So you and Tong Pak Fu have an irreconcilable feud!"
"That's right, madam!"
A glimmer of light appeared in Qiuxiang's eyes as she looked at Tong Pak Fu.
He said to Madam Hua, "Although this servant is cowardly and afraid of people, he is not entirely useless!"
Seeing Madam Hua nod, Qiuxiang continued, "I noticed he speaks eloquently and seems to have studied for a few years. The study is currently lacking a study companion, so why not let him redeem himself by accompanying the young master in his studies? Wouldn't that be better?"
"Since Qiuxiang pleaded for you, I'll spare your life. From today onward, I'll give you a name... Hua Sheng!"
"Madam, I cannot bear the title of 'Saint'!"
"Then let's call him Wah On!"
With the matter over and no more excitement to be seen, Ling Yi was about to leave when Madam Hua stopped him.
"Master Ling, look, after all this work late at night, everyone's exhausted and hungry. How about you cook a few delicious dishes for a late-night snack?"
" Madam Hua, we agreed on a limit of ten servings per day, and today's portion has already been prepared!"
"But it's past midnight now, it should be the next day, right?" Madam Hua said with a smile.
Is it already past midnight? Ling Yi hadn't really noticed.
"Madam, have you thought this through? If you do it now, there won't be enough for ten people today."
"Of course!" Madam Hua's eyes darted around as she said with a smile.
Ling Yi felt something was off, but didn't think much of it.
I went straight to the kitchen and made a big pot of dumpling soup.
That's right, it's dumpling soup, just like a cheap, half-cooked meal, but the dumpling soup imbued with Magic Power was a rare delicacy for Madam Hua and the others.
Madam Hua herself ate a whole pot, Qiuxiang, Tong Pak Fu, and the martial arts champion were also lucky enough to get a bowl from Ant-Man.
In the end, everyone was still reluctant to leave.
"Burp!" Madam Hua let out a burp without any regard for her image.
Then, smiling, he said to Ling Yi, "Master Ling, I think I miscalculated the time. There's still half Shichen until dawn."
Ling Yi glanced at the live feed from the camera and was immediately speechless.
"Madam, how could you be so wicked, plotting against a cook like me?"
"We'll eat as much as we can, one more bite at a time," Madam Hua laughed heartily.
"You're something else. Fine, I'm in a good mood today, I'll just treat myself to a big meal."
"It's just food, right? You can eat your fill today!"
Everyone's eyes lit up.
"Are you serious?" Madam Hua asked, standing up in surprise.
"Of course, you can prepare the ingredients!"
Madam Hua dashed out, even using her Qinggong, shouting, "Guards! The Emperor! Where is the Emperor? Come here immediately!"
"Is it really that exaggerated?" Ling Yi ultimately underestimated the power of his God of the God of Cookery status.
"Young Master Ling, you probably have no idea how many people in your household consider it an honor to have a meal at your place," Qiuxiang said with a smile as she walked over.
"Brother Ling's culinary skills are probably unparalleled in the world, unmatched by anyone. You've truly become a culinary god," Tong Pak Fu exclaimed sincerely.
"If Young Master Ling opened a restaurant, his doorstep would probably be worn down by visitors every day! Look at this guy!"
Tong Pak Fu pointed to the martial arts champion who was still licking his bowl and said.
Ling Yi was speechless.
This commotion immediately alarmed the entire Hua Residence.
But very few people are actually involved in the food industry.
Madam Hua, Grand Tutor Hua, Hua Wen Hua Wu, Four Xiangs, Sister Shiliu, the Martial Arts Champion, Tong Pak Fu, plus Ling Yi and several stewards.
In total, there were fewer than twenty people.
Ling Yi simply moved the pots and pans into the courtyard, easily preparing a large pot of stewed meat, three whole roasted lambs, and a large bowl of noodles.
Everyone thoroughly enjoyed the meal.
The entire Hua Residence, D. C. area was filled with an incredibly rich aroma of food, which carried far and wide.
And after all this commotion, everyone in the Hua Residence knew that they had a culinary genius in their household.
With so many people talking, the news of the Hua Residence's culinary genius spread like Kung Fu Hustle within days, becoming increasingly exaggerated and outlandish.