Three days ago.

Anyang wind and rain to the restaurant, it is said that the old shopkeeper of this restaurant used to add blood to the tip of the knife, and the old man bought a foundation in Saibei in order to escape the enemy.

The descendants are also quite competitive, these generations, the wind and rain come to this plaque to carve it well, this name is still unlucky, but after generations of management is also in the radius of some fame.

Anyang can be regarded as the first among the three towns in Youzhou, both in terms of the flow of people and the surrounding commerce, which is second to none in the north.

"Two inside, please!"

Wang Xiaoer was standing under the Fengyulou Restaurant with his waist hooked at the moment, and the apron on his waist had not been unfastened, just because it was noon when the restaurant had the largest customer flow, and the shopkeeper picked a few halfways among the many cooks to go to the store to do chores.

I also relied on a little relationship to get into the back kitchen of the largest restaurant, and I wanted to learn some cooking skills to become my own family with a brute force.

I can think that none of the cooks in it eat dry rice, let alone learning art, he can't hold a spoon halfway.

Thinking that he was going to be turned away from the back kitchen door again, Wang Xiaoer felt that his eyes were dark, and he really wanted to fall down.

"Little Er, help me find an empty table. With this clear voice, a young man in Tsing Yi stepped into the restaurant with a big man with a tiger's back.

The boy was embroidered with an ink flower on his green clothes, tied with a snow-patterned hairband in his hair, and did not forget to hold a sword in his hand, a silver silk belt around his waist, and a bit of heroism between his eyebrows and eyes.

Wang Xiaoer was interested, nodded and responded quickly, and led the two to the empty table in the restaurant.

"Childe, what do you want to eat?"

The boy in Tsing Yi was not in a hurry, he lifted the hem of his clothes, smiled lightly, sat in his seat, did not make a sound, and only drank tea.

Wang Xiaoer suddenly had doubts in his heart, and consciously reached out to pour him tea.

The big man beside him directly cut off Wang Xiaoer's actions like a pillar of optimism. The nose is straight and square, the temples are densely haired, and the chest is like an iron wall.

"Don't come forward!"

That sense of top-down oppression, Wang Xiaoer unconsciously took a few steps back, "...... are you?"

There has always been no shortage of drunken troublemakers in the restaurant, and the shopkeeper is resolute, and he sent someone to beat him up and fork it out along the way.

The son, who was blocked by the fierce man, stared at the layers of lines on the teacup, his eyebrows frowned slightly, with a little arrogance, "Find the shopkeeper to see me!"

In a word, the money bag in his hand was lightly thrown into Wang Xiao's second-hand, this weight ......

"You go quickly, you are indispensable for rewarding silver, if you are slack!" the boy put down the teacup in his hand, his cuffs were windy, and pressed his sword on the table.

Wang Xiaoer's whole body trembled, and the palms of his hands holding the money bag were filled with hot sweat, "This, let's go." ”

The fierce man subconsciously leaned towards his son-in-law, his eyes looked around, there were really many customers in the store, and there was a significant difference in body shape between the Saibei people and the Tang people.

A plate of mutton with sauce and a jar of liquor can make these Saibei people recall the grassland hundreds of miles away.

Over the years, he has been the lone wolf in the pack that has been washed away, no matter how sharp the fangs are, once the wolves are scattered, every wolf will starve to death.

"Both, please come with me to the private room, and rest there for a while, and the shopkeeper will naturally come to see you after he finishes his affairs. Wang Xiaoer put the money bag he had just received back on the table and said respectfully.

"Well said!"

The boy in Tsing Yi is quite elegant, smiling, and followed Wang Xiaoer all the way to the second floor of the restaurant.

The second floor is almost entirely private rooms, each of which is extremely neatly kept, with a path leading to the depths and separate rooms on the left and right.

Wang Xiaoer took the two of them to the innermost room, the guest room was not big, but there were some rare spices inside.

As soon as the young man in Tsing Yi stepped in, his nose twitched slightly, and the smell of different directions permeated, wrapping his taste in this way.

"Hehe, our shopkeeper is fine and will study in this room, the two of you will sit here for a while, and I will bring up the tea. Wang Xiaoer smiled skillfully and pressed his waist down casually.

"I'm tired. ”

Wang Xiaoer's footsteps on the second floor faded away, and the boy in Tsing Yi pinched his nose lightly, and lifted the window next to him with a wave of his hand.

"Sweat tartar, this room smells too much, open the door a little crack!"

Khan Tartar is that strong man, and this young man in Tsing Yi is so sassy is undoubtedly Lin Ying.

After the two captured Yang Shu in the forest, they separated from Ke Li and went to Anyang City, and the wind and rain came to the restaurant, not only the wind and rain, but naturally there was no shortage of "big fish and prawns".

So Lin Ying simply dressed up, and simply dressed up as a man and swaggered into this restaurant.

All kinds of flavors in this room lingered in Lin Ying's nose and mouth, sealing her sense of taste, since she was a child, the girl's perception is far beyond ordinary people, this taste is so.

Thinking about it, the spices in this room are just mediocre goods, the kind of smell mixed with sour, spicy, bitter and salty.

If it's just the right thing, who wants to mix them together and spoil the original taste?

This room was originally intended to be just to hide people's eyes, but Lin Ying grabbed a handful of dried chili peppers that were dried and chopped, and the taste was as spicy as burning, which made her more sure.

"It's certainly not easy for this shopkeeper. ”

Lin Ying's eyes flashed slightly, "But it's okay, it's not in vain." ”

Standing beside Lin Ying with a sweaty face, his eyes did not leave the green-shirted immortal for a moment.

"Alas, tired to death. Lin Ying's whole body was weak, and he leaned back slightly and sat on the wooden bench, "I don't know when it will be?"

When the wind and rain come, the restaurant is like a river like a sea, only a constant influx. The noise and shouting were heard from downstairs.

Wang Xiaoer didn't dare to stop for a moment, if he was discovered by the shopkeeper, he was afraid that he would not be able to keep his job.

On the first floor, there are countless people who are staggered, gulping down the fresh meat on this plate, the gravy bursts out, the liquor enters the throat, and the residual alcohol is far away.

Lin Ying stayed on the stool for too long, a little tired in the autumn waves, and his eyebrows kept pulling down, why did he have to wait for an hour, right?

The helpless little girl rolled up her sleeves, her jade hand held her face, and the clumsy spices rushed into her nose, Lin Ying really didn't want to open her eyes, so she simply sank her head.

Khan Tartar was staring at her own heat at the moment, I don't know why there was a little more joy in my heart, she was almost impeccable perfect, and it was time for me to rest on my heat.......

There seemed to be all kinds of tenderness in the eyes of such a strong man in Saibei, and they all fell on Lin Ying's side.

Although Lin Ying's hand dragged his head, he still couldn't stop leaning his body.

For a moment, I .......

Sweat Tartar leaned over quietly, without making the slightest sound, and he slowly ...... like this

With a tall body, he is now much taller than Lin Ying who is sitting.

Men don't fold, let alone the Saibei boy who is the pride of the sky?

But....... Lin Ying's body was already leaning over.

Manhood can bend and stretch!

Khan Tatar's knees bent, his arm crossed Lin Ying's green silk, and he shivered.

Just kneel down and forget it!

The big man immediately put his knees on the ground, and his shoulders were slightly offset before catching Lin Ying's little head.

A tingling sensation spread from Lin Ying's pillow shoulders towards his body, and the sweat tartar that gradually worsened his snort even smelled the spices that had not been smelled in the house.

Who is as stable as Mount Tai when they are in their prime and strong, with such a woman by their side?

I'm afraid it's only this stupid sweaty tartar man!

Khantar's body didn't dare to move slightly, and the bright woman beside her was always tugging at her heartstrings.

He quietly peeked at Lin Ying's side face on his shoulder, and gradually became stupid, smiling innocently.

I wish to be so unenvious of immortals, how much better is Fanghua than the world?