"Then the lower official immediately asked people to redo it." Lord Qincha didn't eat enough in his Taishou Mansion, and his face was not ready to be heard. "No need." Jiang Huan shook his head, signaling that Taishou was so wasteful.

Zhou Xing got up and confessed to Jiang Huan.

"Adults eat slowly, and the lower officials go out a little in advance."

"Go ahead." Jiang Huan said.

Zhou Xing walked outside and stretched out his hand to summon a small servant.

"Let the kitchen make a salt-and-pepper pork ribs, more salt and pepper, and bring it over as soon as it's ready." Zhou Xing held the mentality of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and asked the kitchen to make a salt-and-pepper pork ribs, and silently prayed in his heart that Jiang Huan loved to eat these ribs.

"The little one understands." The little guy got Zhou Xing's order and quickly went down to prepare, and Zhou Xing returned to Jiang Huan to sit down next to Jiang Huan after giving the order.

Soon, the little guy walked in with a plate of salt-and-pepper ribs. He put the ribs in front of Jiang Huan and said respectfully.

"Your Excellency, please use it."

"Thank you." Jiang Huan used chopsticks to clip a piece of salt-and-pepper pork ribs. There is a lot of salt and pepper in this pork rib, and the fragrance is also very strong, which immediately hooks Jiang Huan's gluttony.

Zhou Xing saw that Jiang Huan was finally willing to eat the dishes on the table, and the heart hanging in his heart finally let go.

"If adults like to eat, eat more." Zhou Xing diligently put vegetables into Jiang Huan's bowl, but in an instant, the vegetables were piled up as high as a mountain.

"The others haven't eaten yet." Jiang Huan said with some embarrassment. "That's, it's too much, isn't it?" Jiang Huan looked at Zhou Xing with an embarrassed expression, and Zhou Xing said vigorously as if he didn't notice it: "Not much, not much, not much at all."

Jiang Huan saw that he was too polite, and it was not easy to refuse, so he ate it hard. Soon, the dinner came to an end.

"I don't know where you live?" Zhou Xingdao.

"All five of us are staying at the inn." Jiang Huan said.

"The inn?" Hearing what Jiang Huan said, Zhou Xing's whole person was not good. He knew what the inn here was like, and he was looking for death if he let Jiang Huan live there.

"If Lord Qincha doesn't dislike it, why don't you live in the Xiaguan Mansion?" Zhou Xing pondered for a long time before he said such a general word.

"Then it's too troublesome." Jiang Huan just wanted to investigate the origin of the "female ghost", so he responded.

"No trouble, no trouble. Come to Fu, take Lord Qincha and these sons to rest together. Zhou Xing said.

"Your Excellency, please." The little guy named Rifle heard the command of his own lord and sat down with a gesture of please.

After Jiang Huan and his party left, Zhou Xing changed his face. He looked coldly at the victims who had eaten enough to eat and drink, and commanded:

"Come on, get these guys out of the rice guys."

"No." Hearing the sound, a few strong men came in, carried the group of victims out of the courtyard, and threw them at the gate of the Taishou Mansion.

The victims screamed in pain, but no one paid attention to them, so they had to struggle to get up.

The little guy named Laifu took Jiang Huan and the others to a courtyard, and said:

"Your Excellency, you should rest here first, and if you have anything to tell the girl in this house, it is."

"I'm tired." Jiang Huan said, and stuffed a bag of broken silver into Laifu's hand.

"Your Excellency is gracious." Laifu weighed the weight of the silver in his hand, and smiled even more. Reminder:

"Adults try not to go out at night, it's not good if something happens."