Meng Hui has never been accustomed to reaching out her thoughts all the time, she will only use it when she needs to be lazy to do things, in the state of putting away her thoughts, she uses the body of an ordinary person, so naturally she can't see the situation in the distance in the dark. So when she touched the cold, rough, bony hand, of course, she was surprised.

"Hmmmm-" The hand suddenly covered her mouth, moving so fast and hard that Meng Hui couldn't help but want to roll her eyes. She wasn't going to scream at all, was she? It's only a matter of minutes to resist, but it's just a fear of exposure.

"Shhhh Don't speak! The other party lowered his voice, and his tone was a little fierce, but there was not much malice.

Meng Hui heard that he was Zhao Runan's senior brother Fang Zhiyi, so he quickly nodded and said that he would not mess around, and the hand covering his mouth immediately let go. "Chef Fang, what are you doing here?"

"I want to ask you! Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night and run to the stables? Fang Zhinan usually has a straight face and rarely smiles, obviously he is only twenty-six or seven, and he is as serious as a master in his fifties. He was very angry with Zhao Runan for leaking the recipe, and reprimanded her fiercely, and she trembled and cried in a few words, and finally came to say goodbye to Aunt Ma and Xiaohui with a crying voice.

"I can't sleep, let's see if the carriage is brushed." Meng Hui really couldn't think of any other reason, she wanted to pretend to sleepwalk, she seemed a little too awake.

"You don't even want to help you brush the carriage when the oil bottle is poured? Don't lie! Fang Zhinan grabbed her arm and led her to the base of the wall behind the carriage, his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters. Do you suspect anything? ”

Meng Hui pursed his lips and didn't speak, lowered his head and nodded lightly. Fang Zhinan probably thought the same as her, he came to check whether the carriage had hit people, and told him that it didn't matter, but he would definitely be reprimanded again.

Sure enough, Fang Zhinan reprimanded softly: "How do you have such a brain?" It's no wonder if someone finds out and doesn't kick you out! He looked around, and no one was evacuating, "Go back quickly, children are not allowed to mess around!" ”

Fang Zhinan is for her good, after all, Xiaohui is not an irreplaceable character, unlike him, he is destined to take over the master's class and become the new master. Even if he was seen sneaking around the stables, the proprietor would not be able to drive him away.

"Chef Fang, have you found anything?" Meng Hui had done a cursory inspection, and she didn't see any damage to the wood, but there were mud stains on a few cars, and another had dark red unidentified stains on the wheels, and she couldn't determine what they were.

Fang Zhinan has always been cautious, and just shook his head when he heard the words: "I can't see clearly at night, it's hard to say." He looked at Meng Hui, who had a heavy face, and his expression softened a little. You don't care about this matter, I will pay attention to it, and if there is any real situation, I will definitely report it to the police. What else can you do when a fifteen or sixteen little girl leaves Tianxiang Building? Stay tuned! ”

After Fang Zhinan finished speaking, he pushed her, asked her to hurry back and not secretly inquire about this matter again, and also scared her that if it was really ordered by the big boss to do it, then he could kill one person and then kill the second one.

Meng replied, turned around and left the stable, and before leaving, he carefully swept each carriage with his mind, but he was still not sure what the stain on the wheels of the carriage was.

"I don't know if the horse's hooves will go down first or the car will run over, or if I'll have to see the corpse tomorrow." Meng Hui entered the empty hut, which contained only a hard kang, a square table, and a large box containing winter clothes.

This humble cottage is in the corner of the back kitchen, next to Aunt Ma's room, and the kitchen workers live in the back yard, adjacent to the stables.

"Fang Zhinan is a good person, usually fierce and vicious as if he wants to eat people, but I didn't expect that there was a plan to report to the official when he found out the truth, and his consciousness is very high." In this era, if you dare to sacrifice your future to complain about others, you are a good person.

The owner of Tianxianglou is surnamed Wang, and his ancestor is the imperial chef who retired from the palace, and the current master Fu Zushang is working with Wang's imperial kitchen. It has been one hundred and fifty or sixty years since the store was opened, and there are countless royal relatives and nobles received in the building, and the accumulated contacts are quite extensive.

Fang knew that it was difficult to make the guarantee just now in this situation, and he had to make Meng Hui admire.

After sitting on the earthen kang for a while and not feeling sleepy, Meng Hui simply changed into plain clothes and went to the small kitchen to wash with burning water. Finish all the odds and ends, it's almost dawn.

Aunt Ma was the first to get up, and when she saw that she was lighting a fire on the stove, she hurriedly came over to grab the firewood in her hand. "Let you lie down and rest more, what are you doing so early in the morning! Don't you love this job the most, how can you still endure it when you're sick? "Aunt Ma is wide and fat, her eyes are slender and bright, her hair is always meticulous, and she will not mess up her work all day.

"I've slept all day, and I'm in good spirits." Meng Hui grinned, indicating that he was fine. "Auntie, can't I take a day off today? I want to take this opportunity to bury Sister Runan. You can't let her stay in Yizhuang all the time. ”

"Hmph, Mao Bu Pluck doesn't even have a face! Not to mention that if you have worked hard for him for ten years, haven't you taken the risk of doing things here in the past two years? When a person dies, he is reluctant to buy even a broken coffin, so he can wrap a straw mat and take him to the cemetery outside! ”

Aunt Ma was angry when she talked about it, she also wanted to help collect the corpse, but the back kitchen couldn't rest for a moment from morning to night, and she couldn't spare time at all.

Aunt Ma counted on Mao Buba's conscience to find out, but of course this hope was in vain, people have not shown up until now, Tianxianglou came to the door to hold him accountable for not admitting his death, saying that he drove Zhao Runan away two years ago.

"He has pushed the matter of instructing Runan's sister to their master, what do you expect him to do? I'd better go on my own. Meng Hui threw down the firewood and gently fanned the wind inside, so that the fire was not too big or small, and the chefs would come to do things later.

The unlucky master who was full of guests didn't dare to go out because of his connection with Zhao Runan, and the gangsters who were invited by Tianxianglou in the past half a month didn't dare to go out. Mao Buba didn't even have the heart to speak for his master, he wanted to let the family take the blame for him, and he pretended that he didn't know anything.

The trivial matters between these businessmen are actually not on the table in the eyes of the official family, and unless they use the connections of Wang Dadong's family, they cannot take it to the government to file a complaint. But there were only three dishes leaked out, and the owner couldn't come forward in person.

Aunt Ma sighed and took over the work in her hands: "Alas, then you should go early and come back early." ”

Meng responded by going around the back door to the street, and when he walked to the door of the full house, he found that there were many people around his house, waiting in line to buy something.

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