"Baa~~"

In the sheepfold, Wang Mazi stuffed the hay into the trough with an unhappy face.

Looking back at Zhao Ke, who was lying in front of the stone mill basking in the sun, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and he said angrily: "This is what you said about being rich??" ”

"Am I to blame?"

Zhao Ke was lying on the stone mill, and he saw two pairs of camera hands following Zhao Ke's thoughts, grinding the soybeans in the bag into powder, and with a wave of his hand, they were crushed into powdered soybean flour, and fell into the sack on the side without leakage.

Such a job is just a piece of cake for Zhao Ke, and it is as simple as it is easy to come by.

In contrast, Wang Mazi needs to clean the sheepfold and feed the sheep some chores.

It's effortless, but it's tedious.

This made Wang Mazi envious of Zhao Ke's source hand.

But he was also annoyed, Zhao Ke, this guy, said that he was rich and capricious, which made him very happy, and ordered six catties of stewed mutton.

As a result, as soon as the bill was settled, I saw that Zhao Ke, the guy, actually turned out only one ingot of broken silver from the storage ring.

Now it's all right.

Both of them were held here and had to work for two days to pay back the money.

"Otherwise, let's leave early, just with these guys, Lao Tzu can beat them out of the."

Wang Mazi's voice changed, and he planned to slip away.

However, Zhao Ke was much more relaxed than him, dozed off, and looked weak, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Don't worry, isn't this a matter of food and shelter?"

Wang Mazi really couldn't figure out the little Jiujiu in Zhao Ke's heart, and when he heard this, he threw the shovel in his hand: "Hey! I'm really not in a hurry for the emperor and the eunuch is in a hurry, as if you are not in a hurry at all!! ”

Zhao Ke squinted at Wang Mazi and scratched his head, Wang Mazi's words were in Zhao Ke's heart.

Aren't you in a hurry?

No!

I'm more anxious than anyone else!

He disappeared now, although the old man is not the kind of person who will be suspicious, but Zhao Ke is worried that he will not wait.

After all, I believe that the old man also knows that he is running out of time.

The more at this time, what Zhao Ke was most worried about was that the old man couldn't hold his breath.

In case something drastic is done.

With the elder brother with his elm head, and Luo Qing, the stunned young man, Zhao Kezhen was worried that the two of them would not be able to parry, so don't make any more trouble.

In contrast, the least thing they worry about is their safety. 、

Not to mention that the public order in Tibet is already very good, and the shadows on those national highways have long been eradicated.

Even if someone wants to use their crooked brains.

Except that Luo Qing, this kid is still relatively tender, it is best not to fall into the hands of senior brother Song Heng.

Zhao Ke knows very well that when his senior brother is ruthless, he may not be much inferior to himself.

But the heart is in a hurry.

Zhao Ke had to slow himself down.

When people are anxious about something, they often ignore those inconspicuous things, and even have already thought about it in their minds, but when they do it, they will lose everything.

This kind of thing is very common.

For example, a college entrance examination student rushed to the examination room early, only to find that he had forgotten the admission ticket.

Someone gets up and finds that he is almost late for work, rushes over and finds that the plan has been forgotten.

These things that sound ridiculous happen every day, and even you have seen them happen to you.

Because the human brain is big, but the human heart is small.

If you focus too much on one thing, you will lose sight of many things.

And these things that you ignore are enough to make you fall short.

Zhao Ke slowly opened his eyelids, and from the storage ring, he took out the white jade cigarette stick that the big smoking gun left for him.

Fingers gently knead the tobacco, knead the tobacco into a ball, the upper porcelain and the lower void, and slowly rub it into the smoke pot.

"You say, what happens when a person dies?"

Zhao Ke asked this kind of question for no reason, which made Wang Mazi look inexplicable.

Scratching his head: "Hell, do you still need to ask?" ”

Zhao Ke nodded, took out the book "The Final Theory of Covering the Coffin", and handed it to Wang Mazi.

"Yes, people will become ghosts when they die, but people who die horizontally are often very angry, and they can't be reincarnated, either they will enter the dead city, or they will become powerful ghosts, or they will almost become wandering ghosts and wild ghosts, and they will not go to the underworld to be reincarnated!"

When Wang Mazi heard this, he looked at Zhao Ke with a confused expression, and didn't understand how Zhao Ke became chattering, what are these things doing?

Does he still need to teach himself these common senses?

Turning the page of "The Final Conclusion on the Coffin" and looking at it page by page.

It's just that after seeing the passage that the old man Lou narrated above.

Wang Mazi vaguely seemed to understand something, but he only had a vague outline, but he didn't really understand what was wrong.

"What do you mean ???"

Zhao Ke took out the flint, blew it, lit the flint, and slowly roasted it around the smoke pot until the tobacco in the smoke pot had been carbonized.

I put it to my mouth and took a deep sip.

"Huh~"

With a wisp of green smoke pouring out of Zhao Ke's nose, Zhao Ke's eyes became deep for a while.

Thinking back to the state of Mrs. Wang when they fled from Yizhuang yesterday.

The body was like a dark cloud, with three large mouths of blood, frantically devouring those wandering spirits.

It seems that when he escaped from Yizhuang, he could still feel Mrs. Wang's resentful eyes, and now that I think about it, I also feel like I have a thorn in my back.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke was about to explain to Wang Mazi.

Just as his ears moved, he heard the footsteps of people, raised his eyebrows, and quickly jumped down from the stone mill, put away the cigarette stick, and made the appearance of continuing to grind.

"Hey, monk, the proprietress said, let the two of you go to the front hall to help serve the food."

The guy who came over, he didn't go into the backyard, he just poked his head out and shouted for the two of them to help.

"Okay!"

Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi glanced at each other, put down the work in their hands, and walked over.

As soon as I entered the front hall, I saw that six or seven tables were already full.

Wang Mazi's eyes swept away, he hit Zhao Ke with his hand, squinted his eyes, Zhao Ke followed his gaze, and saw several men and women sitting at the table in the corner.

Three men and two women, dressed out of place with their surroundings, more like visitors from a foreign country.

"Postman!"

Zhao Ke's heart moved, and he couldn't help frowning.

Although I know that the opening of this mysterious place is bound to attract many postmen to enter.

But unexpectedly, they had only been in for three or four days before they had already met the postman.

"Hurry up and serve the food, don't be stunned, monk, you go and pour the tea, pay attention, if you neglect the guests, you will give me a few more days to work here."

At this time, the proprietress came over from the back kitchen, and she didn't have a good look at Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi.

It seems to be the inn's long-lost big business.

The hostess also specially changed her clothes.

Long hair is coiled on the head, and a jade hairpin is inserted.

A white plain dress.

Although there are no other decorations, this dress is eye-catching.

The so-called, want to be pretty and filial.

Although she wears a simple and simple dress, she is clean and tidy, and the plain white skirt makes the proprietress look like a little more beautiful.

"Boss, hurry up!" Someone outside was urging.

"Oops, this is coming!" After speaking, the proprietress turned around and glared at Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi, signaling the two of them to work quickly.

After speaking, he twisted his small waist and walked out quickly holding the wine jar.

Looking at the boss's snake-like waist, twisting and twisting hips, you can see the round and stylish silhouette through the skirt.

Wang Mazi couldn't help pouting, drooling greedily in his heart, thinking about whether to wait for the time to leave, and make a bully by himself or something.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up!" The proprietress looked back at the two of them.

Under the urging, I saw Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi starting to work together.

Although Zhao Ke is the most wanted person tied for first place with Yang Wancai on the bounty list.

There are very few people who have seen Zhao Ke's true face.

Besides, Zhao Ke is now dressed as a monk.

I'm not afraid of being recognized.

As for Wang Mazi, in the words of the big smoking gun, this product has long been the treatment of an outdated Internet celebrity.

The ghost market changes by the second, even though Wang Mazi was famous, but if he did not appear for a long time, he would naturally be replaced by newcomers soon, even if someone knew about it, no one mentioned it.

Naturally, I don't worry about being noticed.

Wang Mazi took the hot meal, walked to the table, and carefully put the meal down.

The five postmen, three men and two women, do not seem to be a team, but more like teammates who have been put together on a temporary basis.

Sitting there, there was talk and laughter, but the eyes of each other were wary of each other, and they had betrayed their relationship.

As the five of them spoke, their eyes glancing in the direction of the kitchen.

glanced at each other, and saw a person quietly disappearing from the dining table.

Maybe there were suddenly too many guests today, and the back kitchen was a little too busy, and there wasn't even a single dish on the table of diners.

"Oh, why is it so slow, you go to the kitchen and urge."

The urging sound from time to time made the proprietress sweat bead on her forehead, and pushed Zhao Ke down and asked him to go to the back kitchen to urge.

In fact, Zhao Ke didn't have to go to the back kitchen, just listened to the sound of cutting piers in the back kitchen, and knew that the cook in the back kitchen was about to go crazy.

It's no wonder that with this skill, without helping the cook, one person is naturally unable to deal with such a large group of guests.

However, the proprietress commanded, and Zhao Ke didn't mind going to the back kitchen to take a turn.

Although I don't want to see the apprentice-like cook in the back kitchen, it's good to be lazy or something.

As soon as he lifted the curtain, Zhao Ke walked towards the kitchen.

I saw a fat man with more than one meter and eight heads, who was manipulating the kitchen knife in his hand, and chopping the ribs on the cutting board.

"Bang Bang!!"

Looking at the picture of bones flying on the cutting board, Zhao Ke suddenly regretted that he was full of food and what he was doing in the kitchen.

"Boom!" With a sound, I saw that the chopping board almost jumped.

What kind of chopping meat is this, I don't know and think it's the scene of a corpse murder.

"Hey!"

Seeing this, Zhao Ke really couldn't stand it, he was also a cook, in Zhao Ke's eyes, this was not a profession, nor was it a skill.

It's an art, a road.

Three Thousand Avenue, Kitchen, is also a broad avenue.

If you are an ordinary person, Zhao Ke will not be demanding, even if the taste is almost good, Zhao Ke can eat it with relish.

But if you cook for guests, then Zhao Ke really can't bear it.

"What??"

The fat man was more than one meter and eight meters tall, looked back with a cold face, his thick beard was still stained with meat foam, like a bear, and his triangular eyes glared at Zhao Ke: "The kitchen is heavy, what are you monk doing when you come in, get out!" ”

Zhao Ke was still unhappy in his heart, but when he heard this, he was angry with this fat man.

Yes, I also know the four words of kitchen weight.

After glancing at the fat man, who was also short-tempered, Zhao Ke raised his eyebrows, folded his hands and bowed his head: "Amitabha, there is a guest outside, saying that the dishes you cook are like pig food, difficult to swallow, the dishes are like people, and the cook is also a pig!" ”

After hearing Zhao Ke's words, the expression on the fat man's face suddenly froze for a few seconds.

Lifting the kitchen knife in his hand, he saw the fat man rushing out with a flying stride, Zhao Ke stood in the kitchen, and he could still hear the fat man's roar: "That turtle grandson dares to scold Lao Tzu." ”

After about ten minutes, I saw the fat man walking back angrily.

Before the person entered the door, the voice had already come in: "Monk, you go out and prove to the proprietress that Lao Tzu has been in the kitchen all the time...... Hey?? ”

As he spoke, the fat man had already walked in, just looking at the kitchen, but he was stunned.

I saw that in the kitchen, the fish had scraped off the scales, processed the internal organs, and the ribs that I hadn't chopped had already turned into braised pork ribs at this time.

There were also seven or eight vegetarian dishes, which were being placed aside, steaming hot.

"I told you to hurry up and cook, why are you so slow?"

At this time, the proprietress in the back also walked in, and the guests in front of them were almost impatient.

It was only as soon as I entered the kitchen that I saw that the dish was ready.

Suddenly, those apricot eyes glared at the fat man fiercely, and pinched his hand on the fat man's arm: "What about your sincere old lady?" The dishes are ready, and you don't know how to say it. ”

The fat man was stunned for a moment, looked at the dishes, opened his mouth again, and instinctively wanted to say that these dishes were not made by him.

But the proprietress was already impatient, and urged Wang Mazi, who had just walked in from outside, and said, "Hurry up, serve the food, don't be stunned." ”

"Oh oh oh!"

Wang Mazi nodded, and quickly left with two dishes.

Seeing this, the fat man couldn't help scratching his head, and said in his heart: "Hey, what the hell is really alive?" ”

But the fat man didn't think much about it, anyway, the dish was ready.

The taste of the food cooked by Zhao Ke naturally has nothing to say, and the smell of food began to fill the front hall after a while.

"Hehe, your chef's skills are really extraordinary."

Praised by the guests, the proprietress smiled on her face, but she couldn't help muttering in her heart.

"This fat man's craftsmanship is not usually so good? Do you still have a hand? ”

Thinking of it, the proprietress pondered in her heart, what is the matter tonight, she must ask this fat man.

"Monk, you have more help in the kitchen."

The proprietress thought about it and saw Zhao Ke standing there idle, so Zhao Ke went to the kitchen to help.

Zhao Ke's face darkened, and when he thought of the fat man's unflattering cooking skills, his mood was instantly not good.

I knew that it would have been more convenient for me to disguise myself as a chef in the first place.

Zhao Ke was thinking about it and walked towards the kitchen, but as soon as he walked to the backyard, before he stepped out of one foot, a wisp of blood in the air quietly floated out of the kitchen.

"Human blood!"

Zhao Ke frowned, and his heart suddenly became vigilant.

Quickly retract the halfway step, activate lust, and hide the figure in the shadows.

Prick up your ears and listen carefully to the kitchen.

I only heard that there seemed to be two people talking in the kitchen, a man and a woman, and when the woman spoke, Zhao Ke's face suddenly darkened.

"This guy is just an ordinary person, not the ginseng postman!"

"Hmph, no, it's not, anyway, kill the cook when you see it, that's right, didn't the people who took the lead say, this guy's cooking skills are very good, he likes to disguise the cook, in short, as soon as the killing order comes out, this guy will be in force sooner or later."

As he spoke, he saw the two of them come out of the kitchen inside, squint their eyes, and quickly walked out of the backyard.

"It's them!"

After making sure that the person was gone, Zhao Ke appeared from the shadows, half-squinting at the direction where the two disappeared.

These two men were two of the five postmen.

"Kill the Chef!"

Zhao Ke pondered in his heart, this is not quite like Qi Liang's style.

But it doesn't matter, even if it's him.

As for these people......

A cold glint suddenly flashed in Zhao Ke's deep eyes, and he didn't know what he thought, only to see a cruel smile gradually rising on his emaciated cheeks: "Heh, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no way to break in hell!" ”