Wang Xiaoqiang arranged delicious food on his own, but Li Bai stared at his book without squinting. But the rumbling sound in his stomach became more and more frequent. Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but spit in his heart, "What are you pretending to be so hungry?"

"Li Bai, please do a favor." Wang Xiaoqiang shouted in a shy voice.

Li Bai raised his head and looked at him with questioning eyes.

"Well, my dad, I have to eat so much every meal! But my meal is so bad that I really can't eat it. Otherwise, you can help me eat some, otherwise I will be beaten!"

Looking at Wang Xiaoqiang's pitiful eyes, Li Bai hesitated. The ancients said that honest people do not accept food given to them. But helping classmates should not count? Besides, these are all hard foods!

Wang Xiaoqiang also saw Li Bai's inner struggle, and immediately broke off a chicken leg without hesitation and stuffed it directly into Li Bai's mouth.

Since the food had already reached his mouth, Li Bai's reserve was returned to his teacher and immediately started eating it voraciously. Looking at the kind of meat that quickly disappeared on the table, Wang Xiaoqiang rubbed his eyes quickly as if he was a little unbelievable. How long has this kid been hungry?

In more than ten minutes, only a few bones were left on the table. Li Bai wiped his mouth and looked at Wang Xiaoqiang who was stunned in front of him. He bowed his hand in embarrassment and said, "Xiaoqiang, I feel ashamed, I didn't hug you for a while. I'll eat it!"

"It's okay," Wang Xiaoqiang waved his hand. "Actually, I'm already full at home and can't eat it before I got it here." As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xiaoqiang quickly covered his mouth. Isn't this let Wenhao eat leftovers? It's a sin!

Li Bai seemed to understand something, his eyes were a little red, and he stood up and bowed to salute. "Brother Wang's kindness, I must remember it, and I will repay you."

Wang Xiaoqiang's face also began to turn red. He used some leftovers to fool Wenhao, which was too disrespectful to others. Next time, he would definitely give him what he hadn't touched before.

But he also felt an irresistible pride in his heart. The greatest literary master in Chinese history! He saluted himself for a meal of leftovers. He felt so accomplished!

Wang Xiaoqiang also quickly stood up and returned the greeting, "Brother Li is not more polite than me. You are two years older than me. I have always admired your knowledge, so why don't we become sworn brothers just like this. From now on, yours will be mine, and mine will be yours! No distinction will be made between each other."

Li Bai thought for a moment and agreed immediately. Wang Xiaoqiang originally thought that it would be enough to say this place. Unexpectedly, Li Bai was a guy with a strong sense of ritual. He took out the incense he usually used by the teacher from the podium, lit three pieces, and then pulled Wang Xiaoqiang to kneel down together.

"Li Bai, Wang Xiaoqiang. I became sworn brothers of the opposite sex today. I don't ask for birth on the same day of the same year, the same month, but I ask for death on the same day of the same year, the same month!" When he said the last sentence, Wang Xiaoqiang hesitated. He remembered that Li Bai died at the age of 62. He didn't want to die so early. But thinking about the fact that so many famous sworn brothers in history did not die together, he felt relieved.

The two teenagers who were shocked by the ceremony stood up and held each other's hand tightly. "Brother!" "Second brother!"

Before the two of them could come back to their senses, they saw Wang Xiaoer, who had a pair of short legs, running into the room with round bodies, and kneeling down with a plop. "Greetings to the eldest young master, the second young master!" Wang Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment and was immediately overjoyed. He is worthy of being my book boy, so he is so powerful!

Li Bai quickly pulled him up. Wang Xiaoqiang was excited at this moment! "Brother, how can we not drink at this moment? We should drink three hundred cups!"

Li Bai touched the bag on his waist, "But Brother Yu has no money, let alone three hundred cups. You can't afford three cups!"

Wang Xiaoqiang slapped his chest generously, "Brother, it's yours to do academic work in the future, and it's to me to do money!" After that, he pulled Li Bai and walked outside. Wang Xiaoer behind him also carried the bookcases of both of them on his shoulders.

In 710 AD, Li Bai skipped class for the first time and was with his brother Wang Xiaoqiang.

The three of them went straight to the largest restaurant in Zhangming. The restaurant is located in the most prosperous area in the city center and is named Juxian Pavilion.

"You are here, upstairs..." The waiter started to be confused before he finished speaking the program. This is the situation of the gods? Two little kids and a book boy carrying two big book boxes. What are you doing?

But Wang Xiaoqiang didn't care what he was like, and when he entered the door, he shouted: "Shopkeeper, open the best private room in your restaurant for me. Don't worry, you're not short of money!" As if in order to reassure the shopkeeper, he reached out and took off the heavy money bag from Wang Xiaoer's waist and slapped it on the counter!

Since ancient times, businessmen have never had any grudges against money. Although there have never been a few children in the Tang Dynasty who came to the restaurant by themselves, they are rich! The merchants in that dynasty have no status. The idea that customers are God was perfectly interpreted at that time! Unlike now, God is the one who has money!

Just as he sat down, the waiter at the door nodded and bowed again and came up. "Several guests, what are you eating?"

Wang Xiaoqiang cleared his throat. "Give me the menu!"

"Okay." The waiter brought a recipe casually! (Someone may ask, is there a recipe in that era? Daqiang said, I don't know either. But the plot requires it!)

Wang Xiaoqiang was a little confused when he held the heavy recipe. For nothing else, he was all traditional Chinese, and he had not learned it well in his previous life, let alone traditional Chinese! He pretended to bend over and said to the waiter who was waiting: "Come on, I want this article, and this article, plus this article!"

This time it was the waiter's turn to be confused. Damn, people order foods on a single order, but you can't guess that Wang Xiaoqiang was not sure about it because he couldn't read it! But he still asked carefully, "Are you sure?"

Wang Xiaoqiang was injured again this time, and slapped his money bag on the table with a bang, "Do you have no money to bully Xiao Master?"

The waiter hesitated for a moment when he wanted to speak, and then shouted, "The first article, the third article, and the fifth article!"

At this moment, the restaurant was crowded, but when I heard the shouts, I hesitated to stare at the private room No. 1. What the hell is this first, third, and fifth?

The restaurant was served very quickly. Without saying a few words, the dishes were served one after another. Steamed eggs, boiled eggs, salted eggs... Steamed cabbage, boiled cabbage, roasted cabbage... and more, wheat porridge, millet porridge, millet porridge...

Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but get furious when he looked at the almost identical dishes on the table! He slapped the money bag on the table, "Waiter, do you have no money to bully me?"

The waiter quickly nodded and took the recipe. He flipped through the few articles Wang Xiaoqiang ordered. "My master, you ordered it yourself."
Chapter completed!