After waiting for about half an hour, there was a voice from outside where Li Dazhang was babbling and arrogant. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There was a thud, and the kitchen door was pushed open.

A fat, tall, tall and strong cook, with two helpers, appeared at the door.

The two cooks smiled flatteringly and patted the snow off the chef's shoulders.

The chef looked arrogant, stretched out his arms with peace of mind, and enjoyed the service of the two cooks.

As the head chef of Binh Duong Mansion, Li Dazhang feels that he is entitled to such treatment.

"Alright, you guys are waiting here!"

After filming the last piece of snow, Li Dazhang lazily dropped a sentence, walked across the threshold, and walked into the kitchen.

Behind him, the two assistant chefs who originally wanted to learn skills from Li Dazhang suddenly smiled after hearing the words. However, they did a good job of covering it up.

Li Dazhang snorted and closed the door.

"!"

Outside the door, a helper saw that the door was closed, and his face showed a trace of unhappiness, and he cursed.

"The sycophant is in vain!"

The other scoffed.

"Hmph, what right do you have to laugh at me!"

The cook sneered, "Some people even gave away their own sisters!"

"You ......"

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After Li Dazhang closed the door, as soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Feng sitting on the bench in front of the stove.

Li Dazhang didn't expect someone to come, and he was suddenly startled, and after seeing the appearance of the person who came, he was immediately relieved. However, the eyes are quite unpleasant.

"Why are you here?

Li Dazhang frowned.

"Brother Li, do you remember what you promised me seven days ago!"

"Remember, but not right now!!"

Li Dazhang said impatiently: "This is not where you should stay, hurry up!"

Jiang Feng's face changed.

He had a vague feeling that this guy wanted to pay his debts.

However, at this time, it was in Li Dazhang's territory. He could only endure it, and after coughing, Jiang Feng smiled and said, "That, Brother Li, I don't have rice at home, see if you can ...... it"

"Hey, I said you don't understand people!"

Li Dazhang said angrily: "I said it all, not now, ...... in two days"

"But, Brother Li, I ......"

Jiang Feng said with a smile.

"What's the matter, if you don't leave, I'll call someone!"

Li Dazhang said angrily.

Seeing that Li Dazhang turned his face and didn't recognize anyone, Jiang Feng's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Are you trying to pay the bill?"

Jiang Feng said coldly.

Li Dazhang didn't expect Jiang Fengfeng to suddenly say this.

Although, that's what he thinks.

A beggar is also worthy of negotiating terms with him, huh!.

Li Dazhang's eyes were gloomy, staring at Jiang Feng and said, "If you know each other, get out quickly, otherwise you will ......."

"How else?"

Jiang Feng said coldly: "Today, I still have to take this rice!"

After saying that, he reached out and lifted the rice jar, withdrew the bag, and prepared to fill the rice.

"Grass!

Li Dazhang was furious, grabbed the rolling pin next to his hand, and smashed it on Jiang Feng's head.

Seeing Li Dazhan turn his face and not recognize people, Jiang Feng was suddenly furious, and a wave of anger rushed straight to his head. Hurriedly tilted his head to hide.

With a snort, the rolling pin swept across his face, and with a clatter, it smashed on the rice bowl.

With a bang, the rice jar shattered, and yellow, orange, and orange millet were scattered everywhere.

"Grass, dare to lie to me, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

Jiang Feng looked at the millet on the ground, was furious, grabbed the burning stick on the ground, and rushed over.

Li Dazhang's eyes were cold.

grabbed the rolling pin and smashed it down on Jiang Feng's head.

There was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and the fierce light in his eyes was revealed, as if he wanted to kill Jiang Feng on the spot.

saw Li Dazhang pounce over.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but see a scene in front of him when he practiced swords in the past.

The fierce man in front of him seemed to have turned into a fallen leaf.

Jiang Feng subconsciously raised the burning stick in his hand and swept away like lightning.

There was a snap......

The burning stick slapped Li Dazhang's face.

Suddenly, his face was swollen with a black mark.

Li Dazhang let out a painful cry and hurriedly took two steps back.

He raised his hand and touched his face, and the hot pain suddenly made him gasp. After seeing the black charcoal in his hand again, Li Dazhang was immediately furious.

"You lowly beggar, you dare to beat me. I'm going to kill you!"

Li Dazhang pounced like an enraged bear.

Jiang Feng, who made a move, increased his confidence greatly.

I saw that the burning stick in his hand was gently flicked and a sword flower was pulled. At the moment when Li Dazhang pounced, Jiang Feng's feet flashed lightly, dodging Li Dazhang who pounced. Then he burned the fire stick in his hand, and with a slight click, he lit it on Li Dazhang's knee socket.

Li Dazhang suddenly felt his knees weak, plopped, and rushed forward and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Feng laughed.

However, he did not continue to take advantage of the momentum.

Instead, taking advantage of the moment when Li Dazhang was beaten to the ground, he grabbed the rice bag on the side and rushed towards the door.

With a bang, the door opened.

The wind and snow suddenly poured in.

After seeing the heavily armed government guards outside the door, holding weapons in their hands, the smile on Jiang Feng's face suddenly froze.

Finished!

Jiang Feng said in despair.

"Take it!"

The samurai at the head drew his sword, pointed at the little beggar who was besieged at the kitchen door, and said coldly.

Brush......

More than a dozen knives were unsheathed in unison, and the cold light shimmered.

Jiang Feng clenched the burning stick in a panic.

......

It's already dark.

The snow was still falling, and the lanterns at the back doors of the rich and noble houses in the alleys were lit up.

The creaking carriage came, and it was very clear in the snowy alley.

A black horse led a cyan carriage gradually approached in the distance.

As the carriage walked through the alley, a woman's cold voice came from inside the car.

"Stop!"

The carriage creaked to a stop, and the groom, who was driving the carriage with a hat, turned his head and said to the master in the curtain, "Miss, we ......"

"I know!"

The woman's cold voice made it impossible to refuse.

Moments later, the curtain opened.

A woman wearing a green cloth long skirt, about double ten, cold as frost, but with a beautiful appearance, walked out of the car.

She walked to the mouth of the alley.

Reaching out and gently lifting the basket.

Inside, it turned out to be an eleven or twelve-year-old girl.

However, the little girl was clearly frozen.

With his eyes closed, he was trembling and talking nonsense.

The woman reached out and touched the little girl's forehead.

The hot forehead suddenly made the woman withdraw her hand.

"Poor little girl!"

The woman sighed softly, stretched out her hand, and took the poor little girl out.

The little girl wears a patched single garment.

Dirty little face, short hair.

Looking at the little girl in her arms, her body was hot, and the woman hurriedly hugged her and walked towards the carriage.

"Miss, this person's origin is unknown......"

The groom had already discovered that there were people in the basket, but the stakes were high, and he didn't want to get into any trouble. So, although he heard someone just now, he didn't speak.

"A little girl, what's of unknown origin!"

After the woman said coldly, she hugged the little girl and walked into the carriage: "Let's go!"

"Yes!"

The coachman hesitated, nodded, set up the carriage, and headed out of the city.

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