Leng Mian was in the hot water tank, he really fell asleep, when the water temperature dropped, the water was cold, Leng Mian sneezed in the water, his body shook violently, and he stirred up waves on the water surface, and he was woken up by himself.

When he woke up, he looked inside and outside the house, and there was no one in sight, so he went out of the tank and put on a new red dress, and tied the leggings he had obtained half a year ago on his legs.

In the evening, the old servant knocked on the door outside, and the gentle knocking woke Leng Mian, and he went to open the door, and saw the old servant outside the door, the white-haired old servant was smiling, and he stood politely empty-handed.

When Leng Mian saw him, he asked, "Is there anything wrong with the old servant?"

The old servant responded, "Lord Warlord, it's time for dinner!"

When he heard that he was called "Lord Zhanhou", Leng Mian was not very adaptable, but a smile that could not be hidden appeared on his face.

"Oh, okay. ”

Leng Mian went with the old servant, and they came to the high hall, where there was a large table, on which there were already sumptuous dishes, including roasted pork, herring, and bear's paws, among which there were few vegetables, and the individual dishes were all expensive, and they were delicious, and all kinds of fragrances came to the nose.

Around the big table, there were more than a dozen servants, one by one, all of them stood respectfully, it was a kind of respect for the "cold noodles" of Lord Zhanhou, and the cold noodles felt it, and the feeling of being respected was so good, it made him have more appetite for food.

He sat on the big chair, comfortable, and after a long sigh, he saw a few spare stools, and said, "Alas, by the way, what about the Yan bosses, why haven't they come yet?"

"They're not coming. ”

"Why?"

"Lord Warlord, your status is unattainable, and they can't eat with you. ”

"Oh, yes!"

With a cold smile, he laughed, and because of a "Lord Zhanhou", he enjoyed this sense of dignity very much, his current life is no longer the same as in the past, he doesn't need to steal vegetables to satisfy hunger, he doesn't have to bully lowly people to improve his sense of dignity, everything, after he became a war marquis, he has everything, and he doesn't have to be as tired as in the past.

Clothes come to stretch out their hands, food comes to open their mouths, and the days of the war marquis are leisurely and incomparably light.

"Since they are not qualified, then I will eat it by myself. ”

Leng Mian looked at the table full of food, it was all his, and unconsciously, he was smiling, he didn't use chopsticks, he directly grabbed the braised pork with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth.

When he eats, he never stops holding food in his hands, never stops chewing in his mouth, and the word "satisfaction" is written all over his face.

After a fierce battle between cold noodles and food, his stomach was already full of things, and he could no longer let anything in it, and when he was full, he leaned back in his chair and touched his stomach and burped.

It was the first meal to be full and the first to be well fed since he had fallen off the cliff, and the rest of the food on the table, except for some meat, was a bowl of hot noodles.

At this time, I wanted to have some sweets, so I called the old servant and said, "Old servant, is there a sugar gourd in the house?"

"Sugar gourds, there don't seem to be them in this house, but they are sold on the street outside. ”

"Oh, I want to eat. ”

When the old servant heard this, he understood in his heart, so he shouted to the hall: "Did you hear it, you are still stunned for what to do, why don't you go and buy sugar gourds and come back." ”

The servants went out one after another, and went out into the streets to buy sugar gourds.

After a quarter of an hour, the servants came one after another, and each person who came back brought four or five strings of sugar gourds, and after the cold noodles were in their hands, they tasted them, but the sugar gourds came one after another, and the cold noodles could not be eaten, so they were put aside again.

Now that he is rich, there is a surplus of food he likes, and the poor desires that plagued him in the past are no longer there, but the cold face that was still smiling just now suddenly has a trace of dull sentimentality in his eyes.

After the desire is satisfied, all that is left is endless emptiness, although Leng Mian does not understand this truth, but now, he has really tasted this taste.

This taste comes from the heart, and it is a cold feeling that burns people's hearts, and it cannot be saved.

Leng Mian recalled the past, remembered the days with his friends, this increasingly depressed thoughts continued to accumulate in his heart, probably because he missed it too much, Leng Mian had a fantasy, and on the empty stools, there were actually Youzi, Chu Zhengchun and the appearance of the annoying ghost Aojie.

Seeing them, Leng Mian was immediately excited, he grabbed a handful of sugar gourds, handed them in front of them, and shouted happily: "Youzi, Zhengchun, there are sugar gourds here, eat quickly!"

Tomoko Masaharu smiled at him, and suddenly, this beautiful scene was broken by a sentence!

"Lord Warlord!"

Leng Mian turned his head and glanced at the old servant, he looked at Leng Mian with a strange expression, Leng Mian saw something in his eyes, and turned his head again, at this time, the empty stool turned back into an empty stool, Leng Mian understood now, what was just an illusion just now.

After returning from the good to the real, his emotions fell to a low point, and in his heart, the word partner began to become obviously important, whether he admitted it or not.

In order to make up for the emptiness in his heart, he wanted to use servants as partners, and he shouted to all the servants: "Alas, everyone hasn't eaten yet, let's all sit down and eat." ”

Those servants did not move after hearing this, they did not want to sit with the war marquis, because their status was just lowly and humble subordinates.

The cold face said fiercely: "Sit down!"

The men walked slowly, they walked to the table, and moved cautiously, bending down and sitting strangely, as if they had never sat on a stool before.

After everyone sat down, Leng said to everyone: "Everyone eat, eat!"

The servant picked up things with his hands, and his movements were cautious, for fear that he would not do something in place and make Leng Mian angry, and Leng Mian felt that the scene was very embarrassing when he saw them like this, and in order to ease the atmosphere, he said, "Let's not chat, it's boring to just eat." ”

However, no one said a word, and one by one, they all regarded Leng Mian as a high-ranking war marquis, and they were not close to him.

Seeing this, Leng Mian suddenly became angry, and he slapped the table suddenly, causing the people around him to tremble in fright.

Leng Mian stood up and shouted at everyone, "Are you all dumb? or are you deaf? Isn't it fun to ask you to talk, one by one, as if you don't know?"

He screamed angrily, and the servants wanted to hide far away, but the servants, there was a little maid, who stood up, and she also blushed with anger, pointing at the cold face and scolding: "You fake war marquis, what are you angry, if we weren't afraid of Master Yan, we would have beaten you up a long time ago, and listen to what you fart here!"

Leng Mian heard this, and understood something in a trance, he was a fake war marquis, this news was for him at this moment, he didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, he was trying to think about it, when he heard a woman's scream behind the high hall, it sounded, it seemed that there was more than one.