Xue Ling returned to the kitchen, lit the oil lamp, there was always cooked beef in the inn, changed once a week, how to say that there were fifty or sixty catties, she took out the piece of beef, picked up the kitchen knife and clicked the knife, and divided the beef into several large pieces.

Ordinary a pound of beef is only fifty dollars, that is, half a dollar of silver, even if it is cut and plated, a plate of Dengying beef is only sold for seventy dollars, this Ningxia actually opened the price of one or two pounds of silver and one pound of meat, which is almost twenty times the price, and it is not a pound or two catties, but thirty catties in one breath.

To be honest, it's really hard not to do this kind of business.

Maybe the gold in Ningxia is not a serious way to come?

But whether it's a serious business or not, it's really hard to convince yourself not to do it.

While thinking like this, Xue Ling kept his hands on it, and continued to click and click the beef into five catties of large pieces, wrapped them in dried lotus leaves and put them aside, and after a while, he wrapped out six purses, and tied them one by one with straw ropes.

Xue Ling has been a cook for a few months, she originally had a foundation in martial arts, and being a chef was overkill, but in the past few months, I don't know how much of these meat packaging jobs have been done, and slowly practice makes perfect.

Just when Xue Ling was tying the third purse, he heard the sound of the door opening the door, looked up, and saw that Fang Bei had already walked in, and closed the door by the way.

Xue Ling looked at Fang Bei, and he didn't dare to speak at that moment.

She reached out and pointed silently.

"It's okay, it's all in the guest room." Fang Bei said quietly.

"She didn't eat you?" Xue Ling blurted out that the first sentence was this.

Fang Bei smiled: "She herself is a chick, what to eat." ”

"What?" Xue Ling was stunned.

She hadn't expected this answer anyway.

Why do you want to laugh a little at that moment?

"How do you know!" Xue Ling's second reaction was this.

Fang Bei doesn't look like he has countless women?

"Because I studied under Master Daoqing of Pudu Temple?" Fang Bei said with a smile.

Xue Ling didn't react.

Pudu Temple Daoqing Master is the stalk of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, as the so-called Xuzhu took Meilan Zhuju four swords into Shaolin but was seen through by Gu Mozhi, is laughing at Shaolin Temple to hide dirt and dirt, spring is full of garden, the scene was once very embarrassing, Daoqing Master stepped forward, opened his mouth and said: "I look at these four girls eyebrows and waist straight, neck thin back straight ......" instantly proved the innocence of Xuzhu.

However, since then, the name of Master Daoqing's old driver has begun to spread slowly, and even before someone marries a wife, he often asks Master Daoqing to give him a palm, but that's for later.

Fang Bei then said: "Well, you just take me as a guess." ”

"Cut." Xue Ling sneered, then looked at Fang Bei: "Okay, then what's going on in Ningxia?" ”

"There are so many inns in Los Angeles, why did you come to our house?"

And Xue Ling is a bit of a thief, although he has never made a living from human meat buns here, but saying that Xiao Soul Inn is a black shop, it is actually eight or nine inseparable.

"Hei Wu has suffered so many tricks from Master Kongwu, Kongwu has passed away, Hei Wu is the God of War, unharmed?" Fang Bei smiled quietly and said: "But I don't know where Ningxia picked up Hei Wu from, it's late at night, and the Mancheng Inn is not open, besides, she is a foreign woman, and there is a weird teenager by her side, who dares to pick her up." ”

"How dare we!" Xue Ling blurted out, full of resentment.

Geng in the heart, in the heart.

Wouldn't it be enough to keep Ningxia out?

If you have to put it in, it will be troublesome to put it in.

"You don't make money if you have money." Fang Bei smiled and said, "Don't talk about me, even if Sister Ping is here, she will definitely let it in." ”

"When we open our doors for business, we can't push customers out."

Speaking of this, Xue Ling reacted: "No, what about Sister Ping?" ”

"She's out running errands." Fang Bei said lightly: "I should be able to come back after the hour." ”

"So you can hold the scene?" Xue Ling still believed in Sister Ping more at this time.

And how things are so much today!

"Anyway, don't gossip, she's a guest, and she's not staring at us, so we'll treat you well." Fang Bei said quietly, and by the way, he took the straw rope to help Xue Ling tie her purse: "If she is coming for us, then there will naturally be a countermeasure." ”

"Anyway, such a generous customer, you may not be able to meet one a year, this is a really big fat sheep, you can slaughter it well."

"Okay." Xue Ling could only agree, and by the way, he looked at Fang Bei and took all the thirty catties of beef in his hand, planning to send it to Ningxia.

"That's right." Xue Ling stopped Fang Bei.

Fang Bei looked back: "What else is going on?" ”

The girl bit her lip delicately, and finally spoke, "Stay safe." ”

Don't smile.

"Thank you."

……

……

The young man carried thirty catties of cooked beef upstairs, knocked on the door, and waited until Ningxia said to come in the house, Fang Bei pushed the door in, piled all the purses in his hand on the table in the guest room, and then looked at Ningxia.

I saw that Ningxia had taken off the thick white fox fur, and at this time he was wearing an unusually light and thin shirt, with green silk and a picture like smoke, and there was really a feeling that only a blind man could hold it.

But at this time, Fang Bei is a blind man.

"May I ask the girl if she wants to drink?"

"We have good rice wine and bamboo leaf green, and Fenjiu also has a little bit."

Ningxia looked at Fang Bei: "Is there wine?" ”

"Yes, but not much, just one can." Fang Bei said.

"Then take the jar, and write the money on the piece of gold." Ningxia said lightly.

"Yes." Don't say goodbye.

On the Ningxia side, he looked at Hei Wu lying on the bed, and when he heard Fang Bei's footsteps being far away, he sighed: "So, in the end, you went to snipe that big monk?" ”

Hei stared at the ceiling expressionlessly, and said quietly, "Yes." ”

"How is the Great Monk's Kung Fu?" Ningxia continued to ask without a match: "It must be very handsome to be able to beat you like this." ”

"But I'm alive, he's dead." Hei Wu said coldly.

"That's because you're younger than him, and much younger." Ningxia said with a smile.

As she spoke, she untied a purse, took out the cooked beef inside, and threw it to Hei Wu: "Eat it." ”

It's like feeding a dog.

Hei Wu didn't care at all, he only raised one hand, and grabbed the beef firmly, and then lay on the bed, holding the beef with both hands, and began to gnaw on it.

I don't know how big Hei Wu's stomach is, in less than half a column of incense, Hei Wu has completely swallowed the piece of beef into his belly, but his lower abdomen is only slightly bulging, and his whole body is still lean.

"Good beef." Hei Wu said coldly.

"If it's delicious, you can eat more." Ningxia laughed, and at this time, the knock on the door rang again.

"Girl, the wine has arrived."