Lin Shuo followed Arjuna to lift the curtain, and when he saw the two men sitting inside, he knew that today's trip was not in vain.

There are a hundred people, and the shape is *, which speaks of the character and temper of the person.

In fact, the same is true of human smell.

Because of his sense of smell and the habit of remembering people, Lin Shuo does not remember what this person looks like, but remembers the smell of this person.

Everyone's smell is different and can change depending on the conditions.

However, the "original taste" determined by the level of human endocrine will not change drastically unless it encounters a great change, just like a human face.

One of the major factors that determine the endocrine level of each person is genetic inheritance.

The "original smell" that Lin Shuo smelled on Arjuna made him feel similar.

Now he made it clear that the smell on Arjuna's body was seventy percent similar to the Cao family's gatehouse he had seen halfway up the mountain in Yanshan before.

I didn't think about it before, because first, it was a period of time, and second, the place was so far away, I didn't dare to think about it like this.

And Arjuna's facial features are not similar to Fan Ping'an, she is more like the woman outside the yurt just now.

Now seeing this Fan Ping'an appear here, Lin Shuo knew where Arjuna's inheritance came from.

Paradigm Tongjiquan, which is also a well-known inheritance in the door, Lin Leshan once commented as "the first contemporary external skill".

Soon, Lin Shuo's gaze swept down the other man.

This person, looking at the way he dressed, was somewhat similar to his original in the mountains of Guangxi, he was a Han Chinese, but Lin Shuo didn't know him.

The strange thing is that he and Wei Xingshan followed Arjuna in, there were two men in the yurt, and Arjuna, who was the owner according to common sense, always had to introduce each other.

As a result, she didn't, seeing these two men, she was stunned at first, and then sat down on the table with a puff, then she remembered something, and turned her head to greet Lin Shuo and the two:

"Sit down, the meal is almost ready, and we'll go back when we're done." ”

On Fan Ping'an's face, he was surprised at first, and then seemed to be a little embarrassed, and then picked up the tea bowl covered on the table, put it on everyone present, and picked up the teapot to pour tea for everyone.

This old man is tall and has long arms, and this large round table with a diameter of nearly two meters, he doesn't have to stand up at all, and he fills the tea in front of everyone while sitting.

As soon as Fan Ping'an flashed his long arms, Wei Xingshan recognized him:

"Hey, old man, why are you here!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the man realized that it was inappropriate for him to speak like this.

The old man sat on the upper seat, and that was the position of the owner of the house.

Who he is of Arjuna, a fool can guess.

Wei Xingshan hurriedly coughed, quickly thought for a while, and finally remembered that the old man's surname was Fan, so he said, "Mr. Fan, you are Officer Arjuna's ......."

Fan Ping'an's face became even more embarrassed when he heard this, and he looked at Arjuna, as if he didn't know how to answer.

"He's my dad. Arjuna lowered her head and said in a sullen voice.

After hearing this, Fan Ping'an's lips trembled, and his eyes moistened all of a sudden.

Then he seemed to think of something again, looked at Lin Shuo opposite and Li Yizhen beside him, there was some jealousy in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Li Yizhen lowered his head and eyebrows on the side, looking like he didn't care about these outsiders.

Fan Ping'an knew that he didn't know Lin Shuo.

Compared with Li Yizhen, the younger Lin Shuo seemed very polite at this time.

The leader of the hunting gate clenched his fists and said with a slight smile: "Mr. Fan, I didn't expect such a coincidence." ”

In Lin Shuo's concept, this person is the concierge of the Cao family.

But this is only a superficial identity, he used to be the protector of the previous head of the Cao family, and he is also the biggest force of the Cao family at present, and his ability has been verified by his father Lin Leshan himself.

To a certain extent, Fan Ping'an, an old man, can represent the Cao family here, and he can be regarded as his own person.

And in terms of seniority, he is also his elder.

"Heh, I have retired from the Cao family, and now I am going home to retire. Fan Ping'an also thought of these and took the initiative to dissociate himself from his former employer.

The Cao family can be regarded as a favor to Fan Ping'an, no matter what the result of this transaction is, Fan Ping'an does not want to involve Cao Ping'an for the rest of his life.

"Let me introduce you. Fan Ping'an looked at the people on the table, and finally took out the appearance of the master.

The people in the door introduce each other, according to the number of etiquette, the introducer must first introduce the relatively low status, and then introduce the high status.

Lin Shuo is the leader of the hunting gate, and according to his identity, he is the highest level in the door, so Fan Ping'an first said to Lin Shuo: "This, you shouldn't have seen this person, but the name is definitely not unfamiliar, his name is Li Yizhen." ”

Hearing this name, Lin Shuo's heart moved slightly, he did have an impression of this name, and hurriedly clenched his fists and arched his hands: "It turned out to be Senior Li, long admiration." ”

Li Yizhen was actually a little strange in his heart.

I wonder if this Fan Ping'an is old and confused, and the order of introduction is reversed, right?

But this thought is also in his heart, so that it will not be put on his face, and when he saw this junior saluting himself, he did not move, and nodded slightly.

"Brother Li, this young man is famous. Fan Ping'an smiled at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were staring directly at Li Yizhen, his eyes were like knives, and he said in a suppressed voice, "The leader of the hunting gate, Lin Shuo." ”

The words "Lin Shuo" came out of Fan Ping'an's mouth and entered Li Yizhen's ears, in fact, the volume was not loud, but in Li Yizhen's heart, it was no less than a rolling thunder falling from the sky!

"Brother Li!"

Without waiting for Li Yizhen to react, Fan Ping'an used his huge palm to gently put it on the table in front of Li Yizhen, "Today, my old Fan Guike is here, what is there to talk about next time, how about it?"

The muscles on Li Yizhen's face shook, and then he also changed to a smiling face: "Brother Fan has the final say." ”

......

This meal, Wei Xingshan ate with relish.

The dish of hand-grabbed mutton, Wei Xingshan had not eaten it in the capital before, but he was not impressed.

This time, this man tasted it.

Arena's mutton, I don't know how to deal with it, it's not greasy, it's so fresh that it can make people swallow their tongues.

The boiled lamb was brought up, with a knife on the side of the plate, which he cut himself and dipped it in salt.

Originally, looking at the appearance of this white flower, Wei Xingshan did not have high expectations in his heart.

And this large plate of mutton, when he took it, Wei Xingshan weighed it, and it weighed five catties, and one person would definitely not be able to eat it all.

As a result, a small piece of meat was thrown into his mouth, and then Wei Xingshan's head was crushed by this plate of mutton, and he couldn't lift it at all.

bowed his head and ate violently, Wei Xingshan killed all the five catties of mutton alone.

This is not white rice or steamed buns, five catties of pure meat are in the stomach, and with Wei Xingshan's body shape, he feels panicked.

When he was full, Wei Xingshan wiped his mouth, feeling embarrassed.

As a newcomer, I actually ate so much.

After thinking about it again, the customs here are different from those of the Han people, and since the host brought such a large plate, he let him eat it openly.

So he was relieved again, and when he looked up, he found that the man at this table was the slowest eater.

Everyone else, the second plate is almost finished.

Wei Xingshan's eyes were straight.

Lin Shuo's amount of food, he knows that today's eating appearance and speed are still taking into account being a guest at other people's homes and have reservations.

But Fan Ping'an, an old man, Li Yizhen, a middle-aged man who is nearly a hundred and a half years old, and Arjuna, a woman, why are they so cruel when they eat?

It's four starving ghosts making up a table of mahjong!

"Lin Kui has a good amount of food. Li Yizhen pushed his second empty plate aside, praised Lin Shuo, and then smiled at Fan Ping'an, "Brother Fan, is the food enough?"

Fan Ping'an put the last piece of meat on the second plate into his mouth, and nodded while chewing: "Of course it's enough." ”

"It's like you're in charge of this family. Arjuna also finished her second plate of meat, and seemed to be full, and then stood up, "I'll go out to help my mother, she's too busy." ”

After saying this, the female police officer changed her words: "You are open to eat, and if you are not full, count me if you are not full." ”

As soon as the female police officer went out, there were only four men left in the yurt, only to hear Li Yi say to Lin Shuo: "Lin Kuitou, eat less wine and know more about things." You don't drink, that's good. Then let's not fight wine, compare the amount of food?"

"Forget it. Lin Shuo shook his head, "It's not winter yet." ”

Lin Shuo's words seem to be inconsequential, but the meaning is actually obvious.

If you really want to eat openly, Fan Ping'an's family can't survive the winter if they can be eaten by him.

"Lin Kuishou, don't look down on people when you speak. Fan Ping'an said, "Listen to what my daughter said, be full!"

"Oh, that's not fair. Wei Xingshan spoke, "You two seniors, you are in good health, but you are not as young as Lin Shuo, this is too much of a loss." Otherwise, you two old gentlemen will be added together and compared with Lin Shuo, which is a bit interesting. ”

Lin Shuo glanced at Wei Xingshan and said mockingly: "You are really my brother." ”

"You can't be wrong. Wei Xingshan nodded, "As long as you starve to death are reincarnated, you can have a chance to eat a full meal, brother, I have to catch it for you." ”

"I'll you. Lin Shuo scolded softly.

Here Lin Shuo and Wei Xingshan were chatting, and Li Yizhen and Fan Ping'an also glanced at each other.

The target of this business is this young man.

Right now, it's inconvenient to do it at Fan Ping'an's house, but you can try his depth.

The people in the door are different from ordinary people.

Ordinary people have a large amount of food, which is called a rice bucket.

People in the door, but those who have foreign kung fu in their bodies, the greater the amount of food, the greater the strength, and the more terrible it is to move.

What is to overcome rigidity with softness, four or two thousand pounds, that is nonsense.

To be able to move a thousand pounds, you must first have the strength of a thousand pounds.

"Okay!" Fan Ping'an patted the table lightly, "Lin Kuishou young hero, our old brothers don't dare to take it up, so we will follow the method that this little brother said." ”

"Okay. Li Yizhen nodded.

Lin Shuo looked at these three people, and felt that things were a little off, and it didn't feel right.

But he didn't think much about it, because when it came to fighting, he had lost a few times before he became an artist at the age of eighteen.

When it comes to eating, he hasn't lost since he was eight years old.