Chapter Seventy-Seven: Late at Night

Hearing Qin Feng's words, he immediately raised his hand and called the junior second who ran the hall in the inn. Xiao Er was a kind young man, put the towel in his hand on his shoulder, and ran over with a smile: "If the guest has anything, even if he tells him, the little one will definitely do it." ”

Immediately, someone pointed to this plate of fish and asked with a smile: "Xiao Er, let me ask you, is this fish fresh?" ”

"Fresh and fresh, we are a 20-year-old restaurant, and stale food will never be served to customers, so it's not a sign of smashing ourselves." Xiao Er smiled on his face, "This batch of fish was brought by farmers outside the city today, we just slaughtered it and steamed it in the pot, is it very fresh for you to taste it?" ”

Qin Feng turned his head, bent his eyebrows, and asked with a smile, "Is this true?" If I say that this fish is not fresh, or even yesterday, I am afraid that it was caught the day before yesterday and half dead. ”

Xiao Er's brows furrowed slightly, rubbed his hands, a little embarrassed, and still smiled and said, "How dare you coax your sons, this fish... It's true that it was delivered today. ”

"Don't look at coaxing us, who are you and us, we are the chefs who were selected for the chef competition, nothing else, cooking is all good, everyone has a catty in their hands, if this fish is not caught today, no one will blame you after all, I'm afraid that you will concentrate on hiding from us!" A hot-tempered man had already put the chopsticks in his hand on the table, his eyes were horizontal, and he clenched his fists and did not speak.

"It's... I don't know if you are the people of the Yipinxiang competition, how offended, please calm down a little, and let me go back to our boss. Xiao Eryi heard that these are the chefs of the Yipinxiang competition, even if they are not really Yipinxiang people, they can't be offended, and these people's cooking skills are naturally good, and if they can't be the master, they must let the boss come.

Xiao Er hurriedly went upstairs, his footsteps made the wooden stairs clang, and after a while, a man in a satin robe came down. This person is covered in silk and satin, embroidered with the pattern of copper coins and blessings, with two blue bulging money bags pinned to his waist, and a folding fan in his hand, but the folding fan is painted with distant mountains and empty fog, which is really inappropriate for his worldly and rich dress.

He shook the folding fan and walked downstairs, bowed to their table, and said: "The chefs stay in the small shop, it is the blessing of the small shop, as for whether the fish is fresh, we have also been deceived, this batch of fish is indeed sent by the hunters who are fishing outside this morning, we immediately let the kitchen do the first killing, if it is really as you said, the small shop was also deceived by those black-hearted and vulgar fishermen, please bear the offense, in this way, I am the master, you are in the small shop these days, the food money is free, it is an apology." ”

Qin Feng turned his head and said with a shallow smile: "It's nothing, it's not a serious matter, maybe those fishermen don't know if they took the fish they caught a few days ago, but I won't blame your shop, the boss is polite." ”

Although Qin Feng is young, he is also thoughtful and meticulous in dealing with people, and he will never offend people because of a fish, so he follows the boss's words and gives him a step down.

"Yes, yes, thank you for your understanding, I heard that you are a candidate chef for Yipinxiang? Yipinxiang is the most prosperous restaurant in the capital, their chef also made a banquet for the emperor and ladies in the palace. Speaking of the emperor, the boss's two fat hands clasped their fists in the direction of the palace.

"Where, where." These chefs also catered to it, and the smile on their faces deepened, and it was a thing to boast about being able to become an alternate chef of Yipinxiang, even if they couldn't enter Yipinxiang in the end, there were people lining up to invite them to cook.

"If there are chefs who don't want to work at Yipinxiang, the shop is always welcome, and they are willing to pay twice the monthly salary outside." The boss smiled and threw an olive branch to the chefs. And he said this very cleverly, although he said it before the selection, but he would not grab the talents of Yipinxiang, and said that he was unwilling to excel in Yipinxiang, which also gave them enough face, and would not make people feel unlucky and frivolous.

Everyone said a few more greetings, and they all said that they were full and went back to the room, Li Binghai had been sitting silently tasting the food, observing Qin Feng's every move opposite, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This is also a wonderful person, his behavior is not at all like the fledgling hairy boy who doesn't know anything about the world, and he has such a rare ability, it seems that he is his biggest opponent in Yipinxiang this time.

Although the task given by the prince is to enter Yipinxiang, the news released by Yipinxiang in this competition is not only one, so as long as it is the top few, he can keep this place, but the arrogance of the chef of the former imperial dining room in his seat is there, and how can he tolerate others to be ranked better than him, so he secretly made up his mind that not only to enter Yipinxiang, but also to enter Yipinxiang in the first place, and no one will despise himself anymore when the time comes.

After thinking about this, he came back to his senses and saw that everyone was about to get up and go back to the room, so he picked up his crutches and slowly followed everyone up the stairs step by step, and when he looked up, Qin Feng just passed by his room and opened the door next door, Li Binghai paused, and finally walked back to his room.

In the middle of the night, the whole capital fell into a deep sleep, all the lights in the inn were extinguished, and only Xiao Er, who was keeping vigil in the lobby, was still guarding a small oil lamp.

I only heard a "pop", and something with gray smoke fell on the windowsill, rolled on the windowsill for a while, and fell on the floor of the room.

Qin Feng, who was sleeping soundly, didn't notice anything, and only then did he sniff at this time, only to notice that something was wrong, and suddenly woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes, his eyes were wide and full of horror, his nose was very flexible, so he reacted more when he smelled this uncomfortable smell. His first instinct was to think that the room was on fire, but when he looked sideways, there was no fire, just a thick smoke.

He wanted to get up and quickly put on his clothes and ran out, but found that his limbs were slowly unconscious, and the unconscious parts slowly spread like poison, I am afraid that it will not be long before his whole body can not move, so to speak, this smoke must have been deliberately done by someone, most likely because of tomorrow's game to assassinate himself, thinking of this, he was a little desperate, he couldn't make a sound if he wanted to scream, he could only gasp for breath with his mouth half open, and tears were already full of eyes.

Just when he thought he was going to die in this small room, suddenly a man in night clothes came in through the window, walked over without saying a word under his gaze, helped him up and tied him with hemp rope on his back, and casually picked up the teapot on the table and poured it on a cylinder by the window, the process was very fast, and Qin Feng was not given time to ask and be surprised.

After pouring the water, the man bent down and picked up a black, soaked thing, on which a trace of smoke came out intermittently, and it seemed that this strange thing was the culprit that filled the house with smoke.

Putting the thing in his arms, the man tightened the rope on his body to ensure that Qin Feng behind him would not fall, and then climbed out of the window and grabbed the eaves with one hand, and with the stunned Qin Feng rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and climbed onto the roof in one fell swoop.

Qin Feng suddenly encountered such a big change, and was surprised by this man's strong arm strength, and it was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables to walk the wall with a person on his back, but he didn't like to move before, and just a spin made his stomach turn upside down, and he didn't vomit after enduring nausea.

The man on his back seemed to realize something, and turned his head sideways and said coldly, "Don't spit on my back." Then he went up and down the eaves a few more times, but he slowed down a little, and did not do such a difficult and frightening maneuver again.

Qin Feng didn't know the origin of this person, but he also saw that he didn't look like a bad person, but saved his benefactor, so he put his mind at ease and asked in a hoarse voice that had just recovered: "Dare to ask... Dare to ask the name of Engong, and he will repay him in the future. ”

When the man heard this, he paused, ignored him, didn't even look back, and only put down a sentence: "It's really annoying." ”

Seeing Engong's cold appearance, Qin Feng also knew that it was not good to say anything when he was fleeing for his life, in case he got angry and threw himself off and threw it on the roof, he couldn't move his hands and feet.

So Qin Feng only looked at the various houses whizzing past at the feet on both sides, the old man walking on the street with a lantern, and the light shining from half a window, and suddenly saw the man with his back stop, it turned out that he had arrived at a somewhat open courtyard.

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, only to feel that this place was very familiar, and when the man jumped down and fell to the ground, he suddenly remembered, isn't this the place where he stayed for a day during the day, the backyard of the famous Yipin Xiang Restaurant? This benefactor, could it be a person with a taste of incense?

The man pushed open the door of a room with him on his back, there were a few bright lights lit in the room, and several people were sitting drowsy, but they were acquaintances, it was Mu Ruqing, the boss of Yipinxiang, and Ruan Mianmian, a celebrity who ate and broadcasted, and the other two were Liu Xin'er and Ruan Bai. After all, Uncle Hua and Wang Xun are not young and can't stay up late, and they don't need to worry about this matter, so they asked them to go to sleep first.

The man in the night robe ripped off his mask to reveal his face, nodded at Mu Ruqing and Ruan Mianmian, and then untied Qin Feng, who was tied into a zongzi with a rope on his back, untied the rope and carried the clothes on his back and put him on Mu Ruqing's bed. Seeing him like this, Liu Xin'er and Ruan Bai immediately went to fetch water to dress him, poured tea and fed him, and Qin Feng's face looked better.