Serving, serving, Mingtian's table of meals really attracted the attention of people nearby.

The exquisiteness, the fragrance, just looking at it is greedy, and the lobby of the scene is blown up.

"Oh my God, so fragrant?! What's that dish? ”

"Boss?! Give me a table like him! ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm coming too!"

The innkeeper on the side, an old man who looked to be in his forties, was anxious in the face of this picture, and his eyes were even more anxious when he looked at Ming Tian, and tears were about to flow out.

"Ouch, I'm sorry for the guest officer, their table is made by themselves, and our small shop really doesn't have it."

"None? You wouldn't have drawn a gourd without you?! ”

"That's it! I can't eat it when I smell it, how uncomfortable it is. ”

"I'm sorry, officer, but I... I..."The innkeeper is really dying, but there is no way at all, so he can only pay for it.

This also means that this boss has a good temper, and he also earns a lot of kitchen rent from Ming Tian, and if he has a bad temper, he may not blow Ming Tian out.

Ming Tian could only smile in the face of this situation.

There's no way, what about the seven or eight tables of people here, and I don't know them, if I really kind enough to cook for them, I can't open this practice banquet?

Yin Chan looked at the food on the table, but he was also happy, and his poker face showed a rare smile.

Not to mention, although Yin Chan's appearance can't be compared with Xiao Xinzhu, or even a little worse than Zhaoyu, when she laughs, she is really a beauty.

Is it because he is too beautiful when he laughs, and he is afraid of attracting other men, so he has a poker face all his life?

Yes, Ming Tian nodded, affirming the idea, why? There is a most direct reason...

Because Yin Chan was a man in his previous life...

Well, this brooch stalk is really hard to play!

"Yin Chan, I wish you a smooth journey." Raising a glass, Ming Tian sent his blessing to Yin Chan.

The group also raised their glasses together and expressed their heartfelt wishes for a smooth journey.

Everyone had a kind smile, except for the reluctant Anluo, their eyes were full of nostalgia for Yin Chan.

"Thank you." Yin Chan raised his glass, and there was a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

Presumably after going through so much, she has already adapted to Mingtian's team, right?

The cups of everyone touched together, representing the beginning of this small feast.

The food is very delicious, and the delicacy is also very matched, Zhaoyu, who has never eaten Mingtian food, tasted it for the first time, and he was full of praise for the food!

This table of meals is an ordinary home-cooked dish in different regions of modern people, and it also represents the taste of most of the mouths of Mingtian in that era. It will definitely leave the best memories in the world for Yin Chan.

"Okay, Anluo, don't be sad, come, take a drink." Seeing An Luo's face full of reluctance, Ming Tian still served him as a brother and toasted him with a glass of wine.

"Brother Mingtian, I... I ...... "A big man, the guy in Zihuashan who is so violent that he can tear the thief's chicken with his mouth actually cried."

Presumably he was also reluctant to say it, but he was embarrassed to say it.

Why are you crying more strangely than an abstract painting. That face was as ugly as the stain I left behind when I accidentally slammed it into the wall during my great health care.

Hey, what are you hugging me? I [beep]! It's so powerful, I... I'm going to die...

couldn't help but hug Mingtian like a girl, and almost didn't hold Mingtian angry.

A few glasses of wine went through the motions, and the atmosphere gradually warmed up.

At this moment, the daughter-in-law next to him patted her shoulder, Ming Tian asked what was the matter, and Xiao Xinzhu pointed upstairs.

Looking back, I don't know when, An Mo woke up, came out of the room, and at the moment he was like a little chick, timidly squatting on the railing of the aisle, looking at a table of food with pitiful eyes, but he didn't dare to squeak.

In this way, if Mo'er is not so thin, and the boy in pants is replaced, it is a bit like the handsome man in the curse.

Patting the door of his head, Ming Tian secretly sighed that he was not thoughtful, how could he forget Mo'er, this little girl was probably squatting there at a banquet, and he pitied her.

"Mo'er, let's come down and eat together."

Ming Tian beckoned to her warmly.

Mo'er didn't dare to reply, just shook her dry little head and shook her head desperately.

"Come down, Mo'er."

Everyone called out in unison, and everyone had a kind smile on their faces.

In the face of the warm invitation, Mo'er pursed her lips with two or three cuts, and struggled for a long time before she mustered up the courage to walk up the stairs.

She walked very slowly and carefully, I am afraid that she has never walked the road of stairs in her life, for fear that she will fall down accidentally.

"Boss, add a Huza!"

"Okay, come on!" The boss of Deling acted as the second shopkeeper and quickly brought a stool.

Ming Tian and Xiao Xinzhu sat down on both sides with a clear heart, and made way for Mo'er, who was standing in front of the table and was a little overwhelmed, to make way for the place that could be served.

Faced with a table full of delicacies, Mo'er, who was always three feet away from the table, didn't dare to take half a step closer, just sucked his fingers vigorously.

"Sit down." Ming Tian gently patted the stool next to him.

Mo'er shook her head vigorously, and her slightly swollen face showed a hint of fear.

"Ink... Mo'er is not qualified to serve at the table..."As she spoke, Mo'er squatted down and squatted at the table like a puppy. "Master, you can eat the rest and enjoy Mo'er, and Mo'er will be content."

Looking at this scene, Ming Tian was also sad.

What status is the two-legged sheep a slave? Among the Karma people, they are toys, tools to vent their desires, and even food for changing tastes.

Not to mention serving the table, for her, I am afraid that squatting in front of the table and picking up food like a dog is a courtesy.

To what extent is the destruction of people's hearts by the Qiang people that it will bring such a huge psychological shadow to a little girl.

Ming Tian was just about to get up, but at this time, Xiao Xinzhu took the lead.

saw Xiao Xinzhu, who was dressed in plain clothes, came to Mo'er and squatted down and handed over a glass of water.

With a fairy-like appearance and a dazzlingly elegant posture, not to mention Ming Tian, Mo'er who looked at it forgot his fear for a while.

"Here, take a sip." As if she was a big sister, Xiao Xinzhu handed over the water with her turbulent smile.

Mo'er looked at this beautiful and incomprehensible girl, and her admiration was immediately overflowing.

In An Mo's eyes, he was really ashamed of himself in front of this white-haired beauty, and even felt that just squatting with her was a blasphemy against Xiao Xinzhu.

Taking the water, she took a sip with trepidation, and then lowered her head and returned the pottery bowl.

Although her hair was very oily, Xiao Xinzhu didn't dislike stroking her hair at all: "What's your name?" Is it okay to tell your sister? ”

The gentle voice made Mo'er stretch a little nervous.

"Old... The lord named me, I... My name is Anmo, Xie ...... Thank... Xie..."An Mo paused, I'm afraid I don't know what to call Xiao Xinzhu.

Young grandma? Young lady? Miss? Empress? It doesn't seem to fit.

Her already poor thesaurus couldn't find the right words for a while.

This made her wood-like body tremble with fear, for fear that she would not be able to say another title, and she would be beaten as she had been before she was saved.

However, the beating she imagined did not come, but was as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Call me sister, I'm older than you, so I won't suffer if you call me that."

Xiao Xinzhu smiled at her.

That smile, like a light in the dark, illuminated Mo'er's cloudy eyes.

"Sister... My sister ...... "She didn't know where she got the courage, maybe she just subconsciously said words that she hadn't said in her life."

Hearing this word, Xiao Xinzhu smiled even more beautifully.

If Xiao Xinzhu's smile before was a spring breeze, then the current smile should be called Ganlin, right? Nourishes the withered mind.

"So sister, can you give my sister a face and have a meal with my sister?"

Xiao Xinzhu is so gentle, let alone Mo'er, even Ming Tian, who looked at all this, felt that his heart was about to melt.

An Mo looked at the beauty in front of him blankly, and was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Smiling slightly, Xiao Xinzhu didn't give her a chance to refuse, pulled her thin little arm, and hugged her to the table.

This made Mo'er, who was already quite scared, tremble like chaff for a while, and didn't know how to react.

"Don't be afraid."

Xiao Xinzhu patted her on the shoulder, sandwiched a Fulu Shoucai roasted wheat for her, and said with a smile: "No one here will hurt you, everyone is your friend." ”

"Friends... Friend? ”

This word is too foreign to Mo'er.

She raised her little face and swept everyone on the table with a timid gaze, and finally landed on Ming Tian on the other side.

This kid...

Ming Tian handed her a pair of chopsticks: "Eat, it's not enough, I'll do it again." ”

Tears snapped and dripped down the back of his hand.

Anmo cried.

But this time, it was no longer fear, but moving.

She was rusty with chopsticks, maybe to her, chopsticks are too unfamiliar to this tool, but she doesn't seem to be badly talented, and she quickly learned how to use chopsticks and ate a bite of roasted wheat.

Thin cheeks are covered with delicious bliss.

Fulu Suki roasted wheat is very large, she nibbled on a third of it in one bite, and her cheeks were bulging.

After chewing and swallowing a part, she gasped and cried out her heartfelt praise for the first time in her life.

"Delicious!"

Vague words and tears became spiritual food for everyone at the healing table.

She finally accepted the kindness of Ming Tian and Xiao Xinzhu, although she was still a little timid, but she still gulped down Ming Tian's food.

Several times, she almost choked.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Xiao Xinzhu patted her back lovingly.

"Here, take a bite of soup." Ming Tian served her a bowl of fish head soup.

This practice banquet has also become more perfect after Mo'er joined.

Yin Chan, who watched this scene, was also sincerely pleased, and asked with a smile: "Mingtian, this girl, what are you going to do?" ”

Ming Tian was also stunned when he heard this question.

Looking sideways at Mo'er who was drinking fish head soup with her head covered, Ming Tian thought for a while and made a decision: "Well, I don't have any other skills, I can cook, she is still young, she always has the ability to mix rice and eat, I want her to learn to cook with me." ”

Well, wait? I just turned down the innkeeper's request to apprentice? It feels like my face hurts...

"Mo'er, would you like to learn to cook with me?" Ming Tian gently stroked Mo'er's little head and asked.

After swallowing the fish head soup, An Mo's face was a lot more ruddy.

She looked at the table full of delicacies, and the delicacy had long been deeply imprinted in her heart.

There was almost no hesitation, she nodded desperately: "The master is willing to teach me, and Mo'er will do a good job if he fights with his life." ”

Uh, fight for your life or something...... It's just a dish, and it's not like you're going to assassinate Batman, needless to say, so desperate.

In short, this table of practice feasts is a perfect end... It was supposed to be like this.

Just when the wine had passed three rounds and everyone had eaten, only Mo'er was still eating.

Suddenly, the door of the inn was kicked open.

How hard that kick was, I'm afraid that the force was enough to match An Luo.

The door was kicked out of the pivot, and it felt like it was made of paper and flew out.

A guest who had just gotten up and was about to leave was hit by a corner of the door before he could scream at the oncoming door.

The head exploded on the spot like a watermelon hit by a baseball bat.

I saw five men with bronzed skin walking in with a height of nearly two meters, shirtless, explosive muscles as if smeared with sun oil.

Each of the five of them was carrying bloodstained swords, many of which looked like they had just been carved.

I saw that the five people had just come in, and the innkeeper's face was suddenly blue with fright, but he had to come forward to entertain him.

It seems that these five people are not here for the first time.

"Uncle Yuwen... You come to the shop, you want... What do you want to eat? The innkeeper was frightened and chose to ignore the fact that a customer had just died in the store.

Obviously, the poor worm who was shot in the head was still there with convulsions due to spinal reflexes.

The strong man who was the leader was extraordinarily strong, and was called Uncle Yuwen by the boss, sat down on Hu Zha violently, and the weight and pressure of Hu Zha were slightly deformed.

"Hmm... I think about it—" His voice was unpleasant, like that of an old cow, and he said for a long time, "The sheep that the brothers were going to eat last night has run away, and they are hungry!" Slaughter a cow for me! Let's get some beef. ”

"Cow... Beef?! ”

The innkeeper even turned blue, and said tremblingly: "Kill... Killing cattle is a prison sentence, Uncle Yuwen, you..."

"If you are told to kill, you will kill! ! ”

Where did the strong man surnamed Yuwen give the innkeeper a chance to speak, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the boss's thin body was lifted off the ground by his one-handed feet as if it violated gravity.

When the boss heard this, he dared not obey, and hurriedly said yes, yes, and then he was let go by the man surnamed Yuwen.

Facing this uninvited guest, Ming Tian frowned slightly.

This dress, no matter how you look at it, is not from the Central Plains.

And listening to their tone, what last night's sheep ran away, could it be said...

Looking sideways, I saw Mo'er, whose face was still full of happiness on the table just now, but at this moment her face was whiter than the snow in winter, and her thin body trembled like a chaff sieve.

Could it be them?

Karma?!

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Today's third update, 4,000 words, so calculated, 3 more is stronger than 4, full of sincerity!

With this sincerity, Xiao Wan asks for a ** recommendation and collection! orz