"Where did the squirrels come from? Dare to run to the kitchen and steal food. I have eaten up all the big pot of marinated pork in sauce prepared for the elders! "There was a commotion in the back kitchen of the cafeteria.

A group of cooks with weapons such as spatulas and sauté spoons are beating a small white fox.

This little white fox is Ahri. Because of his small stature and large tail, he is often mistaken for a squirrel.

As soon as the floating leaves entered the cafeteria, the sleepy little white fox Ahri was attracted by a strong aroma of stewed meat. Unable to resist the temptation, it slipped into the kitchen and came to a large iron pot with a thick wooden lid.

The meaty flavor that makes it salivate is the one that emanates from the large iron pot under the lid.

The operation of floating leaves in the cafeteria attracted everyone's attention. After all, the West Mountain has always been lifeless, and nothing is unusual.

Above-board conflicts do not happen very often on the West Mountain. The guy in charge of the stew heard that someone in the front hall wanted to fight, so he followed a cook to see the excitement.

The work of the stewed man is not too heavy. The braised meat he is responsible for needs to be simmered for more than half a day to ensure that the meat and juice out of the pot are thick and mellow, fragrant and glutinous. Because the eight elders of Xishan are all old-fashioned guys, the work of the stewed man seems simple, but it is actually very important.

If the elders are dissatisfied with the food, then the chefs of the canteen should be punished.

Facing a group of fat-headed, big-eared, clumsy cooks, Ahri jumped up and down excitedly, and was chased into hiding.

However, it is very agile because of its thin body, and a group of men really can't hold him. Finding that he was not in danger, Ahri played hide and seek with them in the kitchen. It is on the stove, on the top of the cupboard, on the beam, continuous jumping, easily evading pursuit, and having fun.

Until a fat cook picked up a kitchen knife and rushed out with a roar like a butcher. Ahri realized that he had gone too far, and ran back to the cafeteria with a smoke. He saw the floating leaf at a glance in the crowd, and jumped through the crowd to the side of the floating leaf.

Fushengye looked at Ahri's round little belly, and picked it up and put it on his shoulder with satisfaction.

He guessed that Ahri might have run to the kitchen to steal food. But Ahri is so small that he probably can't eat too much, so the floating leaves don't care too much.

When he turned to leave, he was surrounded by a group of men who rushed over. One of them, the cook lady with a kitchen knife, like a dominatrix, was shouting at the floating leaves, "Give this squirrel to the old lady!" ”

The floating leaves are not afraid of the beasts, but they are most afraid of the. He said coldly: "It's not a squirrel, it's a cute little white fox named Ahri is my pet." If it does anything wrong, you can ask me for an explanation. ”

The chef said sharply: "You evil beast just ate a pot of marinated pork with sauce in the back kitchen. It was a dinner for the elders, and it was all eaten up, what do you say the elders should eat at night? Light Ken Cookcake? ”

Fushengye's subconscious felt that the world's fierce women must be unreasonable, and he said impatiently: "You said that Ahri stole a pot of braised pork from you, may I ask how many catties a pot of braised meat is and how much it is worth, I will compensate you." Don't you think it's too much to shout and kill at such a cute little fox? I tell you, when you see my Ahri come to the kitchen, you will open it up and let him eat, and let him eat as much as he wants, and finally come to me to settle the bill. ”

The chef was dumbfounded by the question, and didn't know how to answer. The steward of the cafeteria, Lao Cui, stepped in front of Fushengye and saluted respectfully. Lao Cui is in his fifties, capable and calm. He said to Fushengye: "Sir, it's not that I refuse to give up, but the whole big iron pot sauce marinated meat in the back kitchen is gone, what do you say?" ”

Fushengye took out some broken silver from his arms and weighed it in his hand, about three or four taels, he handed it to Lao Cui and said: "How much is a pot of marinated pork in sauce, I don't need to look for it for you." ”

Lao Cui stared at the golden mask of the floating leaf with disdainful eyes and said, "Sir, it's too little!" ”

"Huh?" Fushengye was puzzled, how many catties can a pot of meat have? How much does Ahri eat? A few taels of silver is too little, isn't this a blatant slander?

Lao Cui continued: "The cauldron in the back kitchen is a ten-fold cast iron cauldron, and usually we have three hundred catties of fine meat in one pot, plus some special spices. Some spices, such as ginseng, are more expensive than a hundred catties of lean meat in just one section. Therefore, this pot of marinated pork in sauce is roughly estimated to be worth at least thirty taels of silver. After all, we are not in business, and we have never bought outside. This braised meat is made for the dinner of the eight elders, if it is sold in the bazaar, with our craftsmanship, this pot of meat is sold for thirty taels of gold, and some people rush to ask for it. After all, our sauce meat is carefully stewed with a century-old soup and dozens of spices that I use for my own recipe. How can ordinary people eat! ”

When Fushengye heard this, he put away the little broken silver in his hand, thinking that it seems that the text is not successful, only the one who comes to the martial arts!

"How many catties do you have in a pot of meat?" Floating leaves roared in line with the table.

"Three hundred pounds!" Old Cui Dao.

"How many pounds does my Ahri have, not even three pounds. It can eat your 300 catties of braised pork in one bite. Then why doesn't it eat you too? The fury of the floating leaves was palpable.

Lao Cui said: "I didn't say that a big pot of meat is eaten by it." It's just that the pot of meat is indeed gone in the blink of an eye, maybe there are other foxes, you ask if your pet has any accomplices? ”

"You don't give me. If you lose your flesh, you will lose it. Whether it was stolen and eaten by a dog or greedy by a guy with a dog's heart, you know in your hearts. Looking for another fox? I think you're an old fox. "Floating Leaf Road.

"What does that mean?" Old Cui Dao.

"You know it in your heart!" Fusheng Ye said: "The eight elders can eat dozens of catties of sauce and braised pork in one meal?" Your big pot is 300 catties of meat, and this meat is not sold for your family's money! Look at your fat-headed and big-eared dead pigs, you have nothing to do when you are full, do you want to eat a fox for a change of taste? "Fushengye wants to grab some of Lao Cui's pigtails to force Lao Cui to compromise.

In the previous life, I watched a lot of palace fighting dramas, and Fushengye also had his own experience in how to debate and fight to win.

He guessed right. Lao Cui and a group of cooks, if the food standards that should be distributed according to the system, it will be difficult for everyone to fill their stomachs at the end of the day. Each of them can eat with a fat head and big ears, and everyone knows how much food they eat that shouldn't belong to them.

Seeing that Fushengye wants to make things bigger, if he tears his face, it is still them who will suffer the real loss. So Lao Cui gave up. He first persuaded the restless group of cooks and men to leave, and then apologized to Fushengye.

Fushengye didn't want to worry about him, so they happily looked for the stairs to go down, and after saying a few words, Lao Cui left in a huff.

Most of the people in the cafeteria also dispersed. At this time, a sturdy man dressed as a servant came to Fushengye and said, "I am Cheng Dong, the second lieutenant of the Wuwei Battalion, and now I am the entourage of the seventeenth prince. His Highness said that he could give you a chance to form a friendship with him. All you have to do is offer the white fox to him. ”

Fushengye looked at Cheng Dong with a flattering expression, as if he felt that he had taken a great advantage by offering the white fox to get the favor of the seventeenth prince.

Fushengye looked up at the Painted Face Prince not far away. Hua Yan also returned him with a sure look. At this moment, if Floating Leaf decides to give up a fox, he can turn enemies into friends with the Seventeenth Prince.

Cheng Dong saw that Fushengye was still indecisive after thinking for a moment, he urged impatiently: "Why don't you sacrifice your fox to the seventeenth prince quickly, what are you waiting for, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." ”

Fushengye looked at Cheng Dong from head to toe with contempt, and didn't pay any more attention to him.

The seventeenth prince saw the floating leaves slowly walking towards him. The face of the floating leaf was hidden under the golden mask, and he could not see the expression, and he did not know whether he was happy or worried.

Fushengye walked very close to the seventeenth prince's painting, straightened his waist and said, "My noble highness, I cherish your friendship. But unfortunately, you misjudged the place of you and my pet in my heart. ”

Hearing this, Huayan's face was like ashes: "No one has ever dared to reject me so blatantly!" I just want a star, and my father Khan will pluck it from heaven and give it to me. ”

Fushengye said: "I'm sorry, I'm not your father!" ”

"Hahaha!" "You're stupid, you think I won't dare to do anything to you with my back to the temple?" But I am the son of Chijin Khan, and our family has the final say in the entire Mangyuan. Even the temples built by you gods and sticks occupy the land that we occupy is also our family's land. ”

Facing the Painted Face Prince, who was on the verge of going crazy, Fushengye shrugged and said nothing. He didn't want to continue to provoke Huayan, he couldn't afford that result right now.

Hua Yan turned to Cheng Dong and said, "Pass the word on to me, whoever can kill that fox within three days will get my friendship!" ”

After the angry painting left the cafeteria, everyone left with them. No one wants to be very close to the floating leaves at this time.

Fushengye held Ahri up on his hands and said, "You're in big trouble!" You know? We're in big trouble! ”

Ahri nodded humanely.

Fushengye said: "What are you nodding, as if you can understand?" Did you really eat a pot of meat for 300 catties? ”

Ahri nodded twice cutely.

Fushengye looked at Ahri's stupid appearance and smiled: "I should have given you to Huayan just now." ”

Ahri quickly shook his head in a panic when he heard this. But the floating leaf didn't see it shake its head, so he stuffed it into his arms and covered it with a black robe.

He didn't want Ahri to get into trouble again.