Chapter 142: The Dungeon (1)

"You feel free. The old man fell and continued to concentrate on chess.

"Grandpa, then I'll go to the kitchen and have a look. ”

"Well, there are some koi fish in the lake. As soon as I walked to the door, I was about to open the door and go out, when I heard the old man say this lightly.

The wind poured his eyebrows and his heart jumped, and then smiled, hehe, it turns out that grandpa knows everything.

I went to the small kitchen and went around, and now there are bamboo shoots, which are said to have been transported from the south. , with Cui'er and the two cooks working together, dinner will be ready soon. Braised carp made of koi raised in Lingquan, stir-fried bamboo shoots and slippery sections, a total of three dishes. When steaming rice, Feng Tingyan secretly added a little spiritual spring water, and when the rice came out of the pot, it was full of aroma, which was no worse than spiritual rice.

When the meal was served, the chess game between the two just ended with the victory of the old man.

"Let's go, let's eat. The food cooked by the little girl smells fragrant!" Feng Xiaotian threw the remaining chess pieces in his hand into the chess box and got up to the table.

"Grandpa, I didn't have anything to prepare, I just made three dishes casually, don't dislike it. Feng Qianyan helped the old man sit down and introduced the dishes.

The old man waved his hand, moved his nose, nodded and said, "Well, not bad, not bad." ”

try{content1;} catch(ex){}

A meal, Feng Xiaotian ate to his heart's content, and Feng Tianyan ate absent-mindedly.

Finally, after eating, the old man began to drink tea leisurely.

"Grandpa—" Feng Qian Yan couldn't help but remind.

"They didn't embarrass you?" the old man glanced at his granddaughter and put down his teacup.

"No, I'm just going to do me a favor. Feng Qian Yan shook his head.

"You little kid, how can you help?"

"Save people. Feng Qianyan saw that his grandfather looked like he was digging into the roots, so he had to roughly reveal it.

"Who?" the old man continued to ask.

"Can't say. Feng Qian Yan shook his head.

"Can't you say?" the old man raised his eyebrows, and the old god took a sip of tea on the ground.

"Grandpa, don't ask, it's really nothing!" Feng Qianyan begged with a frown.

"Come on, go find Lao Chen and take you to the dungeon to get people. Seeing that he really couldn't ask anything, the old man finally relented.

As if he had received an amnesty, Feng Qianyan walked out of the room and went to find Chen Ting.

"Dad, Yan Yan is a child with ideas, why bother her. After Feng Qian Yan left, Feng Heng persuaded him.

try{content2;} catch(ex){}

"Alas, listening to what you said, the owner of the Xingchen Mansion only went to save Yan Yan, maybe he had some idea!" the old man sighed faintly.

"Yan Yan, she is only eight years old, she is still a child, and the landlord is just a teenager, what can she think!" Feng Heng said that he disagreed with the old man's idea.

"This time, I can let Yue Gongzi come to invite Yan Yan overnight, and it is very confidential, presumably it is an important person who is injured, I guess it is very likely to be the owner of the building. ”

"What does that daddy mean——?"

"Even if it saved his life, then Xingchen Tower can be regarded as owing us personally. If the landlord covets our face, he will just use this person to push back. ”

"What Dad said makes sense, for the sake of Yan Yan, I'm afraid there is hardly a man on this continent who can be worthy of her......"

Feng Hengzheng sighed in his heart, and was startled by the old man slapping the table, thinking that the old man was going to say something important. As a result, Feng Xiaotian said hatefully: "Alas, the little girl's cooking skills, I don't know which stinky boy will be cheaper in the future!"

Feng Heng: "......"

( Amazing Phoenix Ming: Supreme Miss )