Tiger meat is actually not delicious, its own fiber is too coarse, and the smell on the body is very strong.

The meat is too firm, and if you can't wait for the heat, chewing it in your mouth is like eating kraft candy, and you can't chew it anymore.

Fortunately, Qi Shan has a chef under his command who specializes in dealing with him, as well as recipes that span several worlds.

So when these two huge tiger legs come up, it's quite tempting.

Not only did Zhu Chongba eat and roar in a hurry, but even the four old lame men had bright eyes.

Qi Shan is not stingy, and besides, this thing is really nothing to him.

Therefore, he also had two plates of meat cut and sent to them.

For a while, the room was full of snoring and eating, and chopsticks and plates clanged.

Qi Shan took a small knife, cut a piece of meat, and ate it slowly.

From time to time, I picked up the wine glass, took a sip of the most original grape wine of this era, and then looked at the scenery outside the window, which was very pleasant.

It was the first time for Zhu Chongba to eat meat like this, since the tiger leg came up, his hands never stopped, humming and chirping, while constantly stuffing meat into his mouth.

After a meal of an hour, a few people stopped and took the bamboo skewers there and slowly picked their teeth.

At this time, the shopkeeper opened the door and walked in, smiled and saluted, and said, "Second master, the person you want is here, do you want to meet now or see you later?" ”

"Now, call them over!"

"Well, that little one remove all the bits and pieces from your table and get someone a good pot of tea."

Qi Shan nodded.

The shopkeeper waved his hand behind him, and four or five clever and clean young men ran in.

They quickly put the leftovers on the table on the tray, wiped the table, turned and left.

Several people cooperated skillfully, and it didn't take a total of 30 seconds from entering the door to leaving the door.

Zhu Chongba only felt that a few figures shook in front of his eyes, and the tiger meat on the table was gone, replaced by another pot of steaming tea.

And even the color of the teacup has been changed.

Xiao Er said beside him: "Second master, you taste the latest goods from our shopkeeper, I heard what kind of black tea it is, it was obtained from Manichaeism, and I heard that it is a foreign thing." ”

Zhu Chongba's eyes were full of curiosity, and he hurriedly poured a cup of tea.

He glanced at it and asked, "Why is it red?" Is it morning tea? ”

"Fourth master, you can taste it!"

Qi Shan also poured a glass, raised his nose and sniffed it gently, frowned slightly and put it down.

Zhu Chongba took a sip cautiously, and his face was suddenly full of strangeness.

He seems to be searching his stomach and intestines, trying to find the words to describe this taste, but unfortunately he has never gone to school, and even if he is literate, he learned it later, so he really has no knowledge.

Therefore, he held back for a long time without saying a word.

At this time, Zhang Fatzi walked in with a smile, didn't say anything to Qi Shan, turned around and waved his hand.

Four people walked in one after another from outside the door.

These 4 people have their own characteristics, two men and two women, one old and three young.

The old man was a Taoist priest, his face was full of wrinkles, and his beard was about to reach his navel.

He was dressed in a Taoist robe and washed white, his shoes exposed a toe, and the bun on the top of his head was also combed indecently, and he was tied with a straw at random.

The most eye-catching thing about his whole body is his hands, a whisk of dust held by both hands to be exact.

The front end is as white as a waterfall two feet long, faintly shining with metallic luster, and the grip is made of silver inlaid with steel, and you can see a Taoist pattern.

Standing next to him was a woman wrapped in a nightcoat.

The figure is delicate and graceful, convex and backward, especially the mountain peak on the chest is huge and majestic, trembling and towering, which is very eye-catching.

But the woman covered almost her entire face, revealing only two slender eyes, and then flicked her ponytail almost down to her waist.

She held a whip in her hand, and the scales were stacked on top of each other, black and shiny, like a python.

The third person was a little strange, he was dressed as a scholar, his figure was weak, and he didn't have two taels of flesh on his face, but the expression on his face was calm and calm.

He seems to be very confident.

The last person was the youngest, less than 1.4 meters tall and looked like he was only in his teens. He has a round bald head, a hat behind his back, and a dusty gray monk's robe and shoes.

It looks like he's coming from afar.

Qi Shan looked at them, and these four people were also looking at Qi Shan.

As for Zhu Chongba, several people glanced at him dumbfounded, and didn't look at him a second time.

In the eyes of several people, Qi Shan is just a young master with a weak physique, and if there is any difference between him and the young master of a rich and noble family that he has seen on weekdays, it may be that calm.

Although there is no deliberate performance, the bearing of the superior is faintly expressed.

After all, he has been in charge of life and death for a long time, and he has traveled through several worlds, such as the court, the emperor, or the superhero, all of them have been seen, and they have been slaughtered by their own hands.

If you see too much, you will naturally bring some temperament.

Qi Shan arched his hand: "I think you've heard about it, my surname is Zhu, and I want to ask you for help with something!" ”

The scholar arched his hand and said: "This son speaks politely, and uses people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and there is nothing to help or not help."

The shopkeeper guarantees that the money is only 1,000 taels of silver, and if you can be satisfied, you can also make a small request that is not too much! ”

Qi Shan nodded: "Zhang's words are my words, he is so big here, he won't run away for just 1,000 taels!" ”

Everyone nodded, obviously relieved of Fat Zhang.

After such a long time, the platform of Forget Worry Valley has finally attracted some people.

Today, except for the little monk who was arranged by Qi Shan himself, the remaining three people are all outsiders found by Zhang Fatzi.

That is, the indigenous people of this world.

Qi Shan raised his eyebrows and said quietly: "I declare in advance that this matter is very troublesome, and I hope that everyone can measure their strength and avoid unnecessary casualties." ”

The little monk interjected: "Amitabha, it seems that the donor doesn't believe in our ability, but it's no wonder that when we meet, we naturally want to let the donor put his mind at ease." Then the little monk will come first! ”

He stepped forward and looked left and right, as if in distress.

Zhang Fat Man smiled and waved his hand, and the two young men walked in carrying a piece of one-foot-square stainless steel.

"Little monk, please try!"

The little monk saluted eleven times and said: "It's still thoughtful that Master Zhang Shi, so the poor monk is reluctant to give up, and he is ugly!" ”

After saying that, the little monk stepped forward, stretched out his white and tender palm, and slapped it heavily against the piece of steel.

I heard the inn rumble, and the ground trembled.

The stainless steel is directly embedded in the floor slab, and a small slap print is very clear on the surface.

Everyone was stunned.

The little monk touched his bald head embarrassedly, bowed, and retreated.

The eyes of the other three people were a little dull, and their eyes were full of incredulity when they looked at the little monk.

Is this something that a child who doesn't have a lot of meat on his body can do?

The old Taoist priest who had been there all the time couldn't help but ask: "Don't give up the little master, dare to ask which temple you are from?" Who's under whom? ”

"Back to the layman, the little monk is reluctant to come out of Shaolin, he is a disciple of Luohan Hall, this time he came out to travel to improve his experience, and go back to get the qualification to break into the Shaolin 18 Bronze Array."

The three of them looked at each other and shook their heads silently.

They knew that there was a Shaolin Temple under the Wuru Peak of Songshan Mountain, but there were only two or three big and small cats in it, and they had never heard of any kung fu inheritance.

I'm afraid the Shaolin in the mouth of this little monk is not here.

Seeing that a few people were really frightened, Zhang Fatzi hurriedly smiled and said: "The little master is so strong, such a beautiful work of art can't be destroyed." I'll be cheeky enough to collect it, and please wait a moment while someone will bring up the spare ones. ”

After saying that, Zhang Fat Man bent down and was about to take it away.

The woman who had not spoken suddenly stepped forward, and without saying a word, threw out a dagger and stabbed it.

Before Zhang Fatzi could react, the tip of the dagger was pierced on the palm print of the steel block, making a clanging sound, and splashing out of the scattered fire.

The woman's eyes narrowed, and she turned her head and left.

The pupils of the other two shrank, and the secret words in their hearts were really stainless steel, and such palm power was unheard of.

Soon, three identical steel blocks were sent from behind.

Lined up in front of the three of them.

Qi Shan stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, secretly turning off the automatic tremor program just now.

The scholar shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I really don't know how to do anything to the dead. But I could demonstrate something else! ”

He walked up to Qi Shan and smiled lightly, and suddenly slammed the table, and the teapot on the table jumped.

Zhu Chongba was taken aback, and retreated again and again, and when he was about to get angry, he suddenly saw something more in the reader's hand.

"That's, that's my money bag?"

He subconsciously touched it into his arms, and it was empty.

Look at the scholar who obviously succeeded, but his face was ugly.

Qi Shan smiled lightly and stretched out his right hand, and three or four money bags fell on the table, with different colors.

"When will the thief be able to wear the clothes of a scholar?"

The man's face changed, and he was about to open his mouth to speak, when the fat man suddenly flew up and kicked him directly against the wall.

Bang.

The man was kicked unconscious, and slowly slipped out against the wall.

For the first time, there was no smile on the fat man's face, and his little eyes shot a cold light.

"Dare to fool me in the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, it's really a long life!"

The shopkeeper, who had been following behind, turned into a cruel smile on his face at the first time, pounced on it, and smashed his knee into the back of the man's neck and shin.

I heard a click, and the man died on the spot.

The other two were so shocked that they didn't dare to make any extra moves.