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This voice is very good, and she looks very beautiful, this is the first impression that the purple-clothed little Lori gave Wei Fan.

Well, it's like a powerful little Lori, this is the word that suddenly popped up in Wei Fan's head.

The girl in purple quickly stepped forward, and a maid carrying a food box behind her couldn't pull the corner of her clothes, she was already directly in the middle of Wei Fan and Wei Ziruo.

On the other hand, although Wei Ziruo is obese, he has more than just fat in his head.

People rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, judging from the clothes worn by this purple-clothed girl, as well as the several maids following her, she must not be an ordinary person, so he is not so mean when he speaks.

Wei Ziruo frowned and said, "Dare to ask this young lady, what do I have to do with you teaching domestic slaves?" ”

The purple-clothed girl obviously didn't believe this answer, and glanced at Wei Fan suspiciously.

The purple-clothed girl pointed to Wei Fan's neck, and said to Wei Ziruo in a tone that you don't have to deceive me: "Your house slave? Then why didn't he wrap his neck around a straw ring? At most, it's your diners. ”

Wei Ziruo saw that there were more and more onlookers around, so he began to find himself under the steps, so he said nonsense with a serious expression: "He is my Wei clan's fugitive slave, today he tore off the grass ring and escaped from home, I brought a few clansmen here to chase him back, I don't believe you ask them." ”

After Wei Ziruo finished speaking, he turned his head and winked at several brothers of the same clan behind him, and those people also cooperated:

"He's a fugitive slave from the Wei family."

"Yes, we're here to get him back."

"Stinky boy, let's finally let us intercept you!"

Wei Fan's face sank immediately, although his identity was not recognized by Wei Ming's face, but he was not a lowly person, he was still a middle-aged and middle-aged household.

The so-called middle and middle households are the ninth-class household system of this big man.

In the Han Dynasty and Qin system, in terms of the types of household registration, there were divisions such as households in the Han Dynasty, and there was also a distinction between ordinary civilian household registration and various special household registrations.

In the special household registration, there are also classifications such as "eunuch registration", "clan registration" and "city registration", and there are also some "Tonghou registration" of those who seal the marquis, the "marquis registration" of the princes in various places, and in the court, the emperor's concubines and some ministers also have "concubine registration" and "doctor's disciple registration" and so on.

Wei Fan did not enter the clan registration, but entered an ordinary household registration arranged for him by the Wei family, but these things like the household registration certificate were all in the hands of the Wei family, so he wanted to go to the yamen to handle the 'passing office' to go to other places by himself.

The girl in purple seemed to hear a very funny joke and chuckled: "Tear off the grass ring? In addition to the palace, which house slave in the whole world can be so powerful? Are they all great chefs? ”

Palace? Hearing this word, Wei Ziruo's eyebrows twitched imperceptibly, could it be that she was ......

"Hee-hee."

The purple-clothed girl turned her head and smiled at Wei Fan again, and said confidently: "Don't panic, I hate it when someone bullies people." ”

But no matter what, Wei Fan felt that he should let a woman stand out for him...... Doesn't seem to be quite a man?

Wei Fan waved lightly at the purple-clothed girl: "Thank you Miss for speaking up, but this matter is ......."

The purple-clothed girl waved her hand and said, "Don't be afraid of him, leave it to me." ”

Hearing the girl say this, Wei Fan couldn't help but feel puzzled in his heart, because he really couldn't remember when he had met such a beautiful and righteous little Lori.

Wei Ziruo pinched his fat chin, and snorted lightly: "Hmph, Miss has such a big breath, I don't know which adult's daughter is Miss?" ”

Although his tone was frivolous, Wei Ziruo's voice already had a hint of lack of confidence, and he really couldn't think about it, because the more she looked at it, the more unusual it became, especially since a brush had appeared in her palm.

It is rumored that the brush was created by Meng Tian, a famous general of the Qin Dynasty, and was once used by Meng Tian as an artifact for brushing chicken wings and honey.

Could it be that this woman in purple is still a cook?

"What? Now that you know you're scared? It's late. ”

The girl in purple directly waved the brush in her hand, and the pen walked the dragon, and she actually wrote an ugly word in the air.

Look at this brush, it is not ink or honey that sticks to it, but ...... Sticky rice porridge.

The viscous rice porridge was crystal clear, and the word 'ugly' drawn flew directly towards the person in front, and Wei Ziruo and the others were shocked.

The sticky rice porridge wrapped Wei Ziruo and the others tightly, and several people hugged them directly, turning into crystal 'crystal meatballs' under the sunlight.

Wei Ziruo twisted his body to resist, but he only struggled symbolically, and he was bound tighter.

As soon as an ugly character written by millet porridge was written and drawn, someone around exclaimed: "Chef! At least the third order! ”

Wei Fan's eyelids jumped when he heard it, he really didn't see it, this little Lori is still a master cook.

Before Wei Fan saw her take out a green jade pole brush, he knew that it was not an ordinary thing, and the other party must be a cook.

But he still underestimated the strength of this girl, this is actually a chef?

I'm just a chef! This little Lori who shot righteously is two big stages higher than herself?

Cooking strength directly skips the culinary apprentice and the chef, is he a chef?