Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Busy Kitchen
Walking out of the alley, Murong Zhen flashed sideways into the carriage next to him, against the wall, and quickly calculated in his heart. Although the two of them were well-dressed, they couldn't hide the cold air on their bodies. Referring to the words he had heard before, Murong Zhen was even more sure that the two of them were by no means as simple as they seemed.
Look carefully, the alley is empty, and there is not even a human figure.
Oh no, those two won't climb over the wall to get in!
Without thinking about it, Murong Zhen pulled his legs and ran to the mansion.
In Qi's mansion, Chen Ke was looking at the beautifully packaged gift boxes passing by one by one with golden light in his eyes. Following the inkstone and sitting down, the little junior sister outside the door hurriedly ran to the house.
It's only been a while, why did you come back again?
Avoiding the crowd in front of him, Chen Ke looked forward, his eyes closely following the figure in front of him, and his heart became more and more anxious. Moving left and right, Chen Ke quickly chased to the inner courtyard, and as soon as he stood still, he was disturbed by the crowd in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, the figure was gone.
I slapped myself in annoyance, why didn't I hurry up?
"Cole, what are you looking for?"
"Master. ”
Walking through the path paved with stones, Murong Zhen quickly found the gray outer wall. Turning around, this area is extremely remote, except for a few dead branches and rotten trees, there is not even a single figure.
Quickly constructing the layout of the Qi Mansion in his mind, turning left from here is the kitchen, and further ahead is the inner courtyard of the Qi Mansion. Today's banquet is in the inner courtyard, so there is no reason to come in from the back over the wall?
I couldn't figure it out, and before I knew it, I had turned into the kitchen.
"Let's get this out first. You, don't go around there, get that plate of ginger powder. ”
In the kitchen, the sound of Ding Ding Dang's dishes colliding and shouting one after another became one.
Murong Zhen dodged the oncoming plate of braised pork, and was glad in his heart, when he saw a one-body slightly chubby woman coming in from outside the door, her delicate eyebrows and eyes swept around the busy crowd, and when she saw the dishes on the long table in front of her left, the corners of her mouth moved and a slight smile appeared.
"Old Ma, how is the cooking?"
"Yo, Aunt Kou. The old horse turned around, wiped the sweat on his head, and smiled honestly, "That's good, that's good." ”
Aunt Kou nodded slightly, "Okay, you guys are busy first, I'll take a look at the front." ”
As soon as he turned around, he took a look at the oncoming group. "You little bunny, how do you walk?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The boy bowed his head vigorously and said no.
Aunt Kou shook her handkerchief and counted the hours. "Alright, don't stand. You guys are ready to serve. ”
Murong Zhen turned around, except for the sound of pots and pans colliding in the courtyard, there were busy people in the courtyard. After finding a gap, he drilled out of the 'encirclement' sideways. As soon as I lifted my feet, I felt something strange, and when I looked down, I couldn't help but feel a chill.
Chicken bones all over the floor.
Who is this, throwing a bone can make a flower?
There was a slight touch to the ground, and the head of a that had gnawed off the comb landed accurately in the mud at his feet.
Murong Zhen twisted his eyebrows and looked over, and saw a person on the big tree in front of him staggering his legs, leaning leisurely on the tree.
... How can you meet this old man everywhere??
"What's wrong?"
Looking at the old horse standing still with the lid in his hand, he wondered.
"See that chicken in my pot?"
"Which one?" the probe looked at, "Isn't this in the pot?"
"It's not. Less. ”
"Less??"
"Girl, why are you here here?"
The old man floated to Murong Zhen ghostly, raised his hand to open and close, Huo Ran had an extra white cloth in his hand, wiped the oil stains on one hand, and then stepped forward with a flattering face.
"Just you?"
"Ah, it's just me, what's wrong?"
"What about the two who came in after you?"
"The two who came in after me?" the old man raised his arm and pointed forward. "Go over there. ”
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