"Let you be noisy!"

The window was suddenly pushed open, and everyone looked up, only to see Xiao Chushen appearing at the window with his waist stretched, holding a half-eaten apple in his right hand. The uninhibited personality of the "Mandarin Duck Acacia Robe" has long been changed to a new style, a group of female mandarin ducks like the stars and the moon around the male mandarin ducks who have always been heroic and extraordinary, actively seeking joy, representing the good wishes of many sisters in Piaoxiang Temple.

Both the aunt and the girl on the street screamed together, not caring about his sloppy appearance at all, which greatly diluted the tense atmosphere.

"Chef Xiao, please make the decision for us."

The local tyrants turned into bitter masters one after another, snorting and tearing to accuse the four of them of how vicious they were, and at the end they wiped their necks with Cheng Fat Man and others: dare to play majestic in front of the young master of the Eight Tiger Village, and if you don't die, you have to shed your skin.

Suddenly, the bigwigs' eyes lit up when they saw the little boy: Hey, there is a chick in this group of people, not only with bright teeth and tender eyes, but also wearing a scholar's robe, which looks quite interesting. When Xiao Chushen solves a few hard ideas, he can completely rape it.

Seeing a group of stinky men licking their tongues and smiling lewdly at him, the little boy couldn't help but get goosebumps, and said a little weakly: "Hey, you, what do you want to do?" It's this fat man who beats you, but it's none of my business's business. ”

"Hahahaha, what we don't want to do, we just want to 'do'."

"You and this fat man are clearly in the same group, he beats someone is equal to you beating, how do you say to compensate us?"

"Actually, we are all reasonable people, as long as we find a room to talk about compensation, everything is easy to discuss, hehehehe."

Seeing that this group of people all showed lustful expressions, how could the little boy not be able to guess their thoughts? Shyly and anxiously, he stomped his feet, raised his head and said to Xiao Can: "Hey, I heard that you are the young master of this village, you don't care about this matter!" ”

Xiao Can leaned against the window with his chin in his hand, with a hateful look that was not afraid of big things, and said slowly: "If you owe debts, you have to pay back, and if you beat someone, this reason makes sense anywhere." A few bosses ask for justice, which seems to be fair. ”

"Chef Xiao understands righteousness, and we admire it so much."

Several bosses bowed their hands together and smiled brightly.

The young master of the Eight Tigers Village has spoken, and it seems that the road to sexual happiness is smooth, but since he is in other people's land, it doesn't seem to be too kind to be a little sweet, do you want to invite him to rape?

Cheng Buxia blinked, and realized that the situation was a little out of control, and said with a bitter face: "Big brother, do you want to abandon me?" ”

"Don't ask him." The little boy's stubborn temper came up, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Xiao Can, if this son's accident happens in the Eight Tiger Village, don't regret it!" ”

"Threaten me? Oh, I'm so scared. Xiao Can pretended to be panicked and clutched his chest, and then smiled: "It's not my good brother, of course the eldest brother won't sit idly by." As for you crybaby, if you shout 'good brother' twice, I might consider saving you." ”

The local tyrants were dumbfounded: What is the situation, how does Xiao Chushen look very familiar with her.

"You're a crybaby! Don't call it such a close relative, my son is not so familiar with you. The little boy could see that this guy was teasing himself, and he no longer took the threat in front of him to heart, and pushed away the two big men very domineeringly, and said as he walked: "Is the hot pot ready, this son is hungry." ”

Seeing that the little boy was so arrogant, the bosses were very unhappy, and they looked up at the unruly figure on the second floor together. As long as the young owner doesn't care about idle things, he picked off the chick's pants on the spot.

Xiao Can laughed, stopped teasing this chick, and arched his hand: "My two friends don't know the rules very well, and the bosses should also give Xiao a certain face, don't worry about them." ”

"Earn for you" Boss Yu of the gambling house was not happy, and glared and said: "Young village master, we have just been beaten, if we don't give an explanation, what kind of face do we have to bring brothers!" ”

Xiao Can's index finger floated over everyone's heads, and his voice was like a devil's bewitchment: "In order to express my apologies, each person will be given a set of original underwear worn by the catwalk in Piaoxiangyuan, what do you think?" ”

"Deal!"

The cats are now half the sky, and all of them are top stars. can see their catwalk style, and they will have a lot of face when they say it, and if they can get the girls' personal things, they are willing to be beaten again.

The bosses seemed to have forgotten about revenge, and they jumped up and shouted, as if they were afraid that Xiao Can would regret it.

The little boy stopped when he heard this, and his pretty face was full of confusion.

This group of stinky men looks like they are all characters with heads and faces, and they value face more than anything else. They had just suffered such a big loss, and it was clear that the carriage and horses were going to find a way back, but the clinker was easily resolved by Xiao Can's words.

What is his charm?

What is plain underwear?

The little boy's eyes flashed with curiosity, and he glanced at the figure by the window again.

After yesterday's game, in fact, she deliberately asked someone to check Xiao Can. This guy hasn't been in Dima City for a long time, but he has stirred up the city, first helping a Qinglou to run a prosperous business, and then making a feud with the biggest sword tyrant in the west of the city, causing the Qinglou to be burned. When he was poor, he took a group of girls to the Eight Tiger Village, which brought this isolated and backward ancient village to life in a short period of time, and became the hottest place in Dima City, and tourists all flocked to it......

She thought that the rumors were just exaggerations, but now that she came to the ancient village and saw all kinds of things she had never seen before, she knew what it meant to be famous. A chef who can make countless heroes awe with a word must have his unique way.

The corners of the little boy's lips rose, and he muttered: "Xiao Can, it seems that this son is not looking for the wrong person, I just hope you don't let me down, oops!" ”

Before the little boy finished speaking, he was bumped into by Cheng Buxia.

The fat man didn't know what evil he had fallen into, so he rushed into the gate of Piaoxiang Courtyard like a whirlwind, and shouted at the top of his throat as he ran: "Qiaoqiao, where are you?" I'm here to save you! ”

The lobby was packed.

Today's Piaoxiang Courtyard is not the same as in the past, the environment is elegant and quiet, with small bridges and flowing water everywhere, and the most elegant garden courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River is nothing more than that. The original maid with heavy makeup has long been a thing of the past, changing into a blue cheongsam, lotus steps, graceful posture, full of intellectual beauty under the embellishment of the sound of the guqin.

In this atmosphere, even the coarse people who open and close their mouths with swear words become gentle, gently shaking their wine glasses, their eyes closed and their faces full of intoxication, as if they are addicted to the moving sound of the piano and cannot extricate themselves, and only occasionally comments will reveal their true nature.

"Jin, your mother, this flute is really beautiful."

"Daluo Warrior, that's Liuqin."

"Isn't Liuqin just a flute?"

“… …”

In this context, Cheng Buxia's sudden roar was like thunder, attracting the attention of the audience, and even Ah Xiang, who had just stepped on the stage, was scared.

Seeing this fat man, Du Sanniang felt depressed for a while, but she still greeted her with a smile: "Yo, Cheng Gongzi, I haven't seen you for a long time, and the slave family said that you forgot Qiaoqiao." ”

Cheng Buxia said: "Don't talk nonsense, let me ask you, did Qiaoqiao pick up customers?" Did you show your shoulders and thighs? Did you miss me? ”

Du Sanniang said: "Of course not, Qiao Qiao is the treasure of our hospital, how could the slave family let her do that kind of thing." As for whether she misses you...... The slave family believes that there must be. ”

Cheng Bu's heart was overjoyed, a sense of joy in love swept through his body, and he took out a handful of silver tickets and stuffed them into Du Sanniang's hand, and asked, "Good Sanniang, tell me quickly, what did she tell you?" ”

Du Sanniang said sincerely: "She once said that she wanted to be flat if she was a man." ”

Cheng Buxia's smile froze, feeling like he had been struck by a bolt of lightning. At this time, Ah Xiang's singing voice came on the stage, burying a layer of snow for his wounded heart.

"Love is not something you want to buy, you can buy it if you want to sell it,

Let me break away and let me know to let go of your love. ”

"Cheng Buxia, did you take the wrong medicine today and go crazy everywhere. What kind of person is 'Qiaoqiao', who was fascinated by a woman in a green house, are you mistaken? ”

The little boy limped into the house and immediately expressed his anger. But after seeing the dreamlike lobby, he also fell into a deep surprise, as if he couldn't imagine that even the Qinglou in Dima City was so high-grade, no wonder everyone was vying to be a prostitute.

What's even more surprising is that even the little smashing and singing is so different, obviously sad and sad, but the rhythm is bright and magical, and people can't help but want to clap their hands and stomp their feet to the beat, which is really incredible.

Did Xiao Can come up with these things just by that weirdness, is he a genius chef or the king of the green building?

Cheng Buxia sighed, and the whole person was like a deflated ball, waving his hand and saying, "Don't pay attention to me first, let me be sad alone for a while." ”

The little boy came back to his senses and said angrily: "I have seen the peerless face of this son, but I will still suffer from gains and losses because of mortal women, and my son is very disappointed in you." If you want to be sad, get away, don't spoil the Yaxing of this son eating hot pot. ”

Cheng Buxia sighed and shook his head, not understanding where the self-confidence of a "racecourse" like Xiao Gongzi came from.

When she saw the little boy, Du Sanniang's eyes suddenly lit up.

With her eyesight of reading thousands of sails, she could tell at first glance that this boy was a real beauty. The habit of looking for Maxima for the majority of prostitutes for many years is not something that can be broken overnight, so he posted it with great enthusiasm and said: "Yo, this little brother is handsome and tight, I don't know where to get high, are you interested in coming to Piaoxiang Courtyard to mix with Sanniang?" Guaranteed to make money is as easy as a fart, just put a handprint on the deed of sale and you're done. ”

Although the environment of Piaoxiang Courtyard is beautiful, the bad impression of the little boy on the Qinglou has long been rooted in the bone marrow, and he took a step back in disgust when he heard the words, and frowned: "Joke, does this son seem to be a person who is so downtrodden that he wants to sell himself?" Coming here today is a warm invitation from your Chef Xiao who wept bitterly, and my son really couldn't shirk it, so he had to try the hot pot he made. ”

"Huh? Chan'er he ...... Cry? ”

Du Sanniang was suspicious, and couldn't help but look the little boy up and down. She believes that she can't do such a thing with Can'er's charm, but this girl is arrogant, and she is not like a liar, and it is difficult to judge the truth or falsehood.

The little boy smiled proudly and said, "What, is it possible that the young man still lies?" If he is so insincere, he will not eat this meal. ”

"Don't, don't, Childe, please come with me."

Seeing that the chick turned her head to leave, Du Sanniang didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly led her to the second floor of the Ethereal Xuan. But as soon as he opened the door, the little boy was dumbfounded.

In the palatial private room, a large pot is bubbling and burning, and a burst of aroma is blowing in the face, which makes people salivate, which is the best butter hot pot that the little boy dreams of.

And after the smoke, I saw more than a dozen girls crying bitterly around a man, and the cry was heartbreaking, as if they were eternally separated from their beloved.

The little boy's heart sank, and he muttered, "Could it be that he...... He's dead? ”