Zhu Fan looked at Chu Ze suspiciously: "What are you missing?" ”

"Arms and legs."

"The head is fine, too."

"You ......" Zhu Fan's gaze gradually became presumptuous.

The corners of Chu Ze's forehead twitched, and he slapped him unceremoniously: "Give me the mess in your head." ”

"Why are you beating me, I care about you."

Zhu Zhang, who was slapped in vain, covered his head aggrievedly.

"Then I really thank you." Chu Ze glared at him.

Zhu Fan smiled: "You're welcome." ”

Chu Ze rolled his eyes angrily, and then said, "I'm talking about food." ”

"Food?"

"You haven't eaten enough?" Zhu Fan subconsciously thought that Chu Ze was hungry.

Chu Ze, who was full of stomach: "......"

I can't take it, I can't bring it.

He said it so clearly, this man could still look at his stomach.

There was no way, Chu Ze could only continue to explain: "I mean, don't you think it's boring for us to sit here stupidly?" ”

Boring?

Zhu Fan glanced around, everyone was watching the circus performance, and everyone was sitting here empty-handed, just like them.

I don't see what's boring either.

After Zhu Fan's eyes swept around the tent, he looked back at Chu Ze: "It's not boring." ”

"......" is really impossible to say.

Chu Ze glanced at Zhu Fan with disgust: "You ancients, you just haven't enjoyed the life of eating popcorn while watching movies. ”

There was too much information in Chu Ze's words, and Zhu Fan didn't know for a while that he should ask what a movie was first, and he shouldn't have asked why he wanted to eat popcorn when watching a circus.

Wait, what Chu Ze said is all things from their time.

Zhu Zhang's eyes lit up, and he was about to get to the bottom of it, but Chu Ze had already spoken first.

"I'll tell you, in our time, when you go to the movies or go to the circus, a lot of people will be holding a tube of popcorn. You know what popcorn is, right? Chu Ze looked sideways at Zhu Fan.

He should know, after all, popcorn has been available since the Song Dynasty.

There should be one now.

But he's been here for so long, why hasn't he seen anyone eat?

Zhu Fan nodded: "Of course I know." ”

"Glutinous rice flowers."

"But we usually use divination, and very few people eat it. In your time, did you already eat it? Zhu Fan looked at Chu Ze suspiciously.

Chu Ze was stunned: "Divination?" ”

"Yes, divination." Zhu Fan nodded, "If you want to see it, I can take you to see how they do it." ”

"No, no." He just wanted to eat, but he wasn't interested in reading any divination.

However, Zhu Zhang's words reminded him of another thing.

Corn has not yet been introduced to our country.

This popcorn, naturally, can't be made of corn.

He didn't think about it for a while, and his first reaction was popcorn made of corn.

Of course, he wondered how this thing could still be used for divination.

It turns out that they are not talking about the same thing.

However, popcorn made of glutinous rice is also delicious.

The most famous old man is not made of rice.

It's a pity that such a delicious thing is only used for divination.

Well, it has to be developed.

"Chu Ze."

Suddenly, a thick voice came from across the tent.

Chu Ze subconsciously raised his head.

"Who called me?"

"Me!"

A man full of murderous aura strode towards Chu Ze, the person had to be at least one meter nine tall, and his face was full of gangsterism.

Just one look can scare a crying child.

Chu Ze is not a child, he is not afraid.

He looked up at this person and said, "Marquis Changxing? ”

He has seen this person, and this person's temperament is relatively unique, and Chu Ze can't recognize it if he wants to.

Geng Bingwen saw that Chu Ze actually recognized him, and his face was a little contemptuous: "Lord Chu has such a big shelf, let's not recognize us." ”

When you hear this, you will be provocative.

But this person is also quite interesting, he has only been in the mansion for so long, and he has not seen this person appear.

Today he came here to watch a circus, and he actually met it.

Chu Ze spread his body comfortably and sat leisurely in the chair.

"Changxinghou is looking for me?"

Geng Bingwen glared at Chu Ze.

This man is really not afraid of him.

No wonder you dare to do those things.

Since he bumped into him today, this person doesn't want to leave with all his hands.

A cold light flashed in Geng Bingwen's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Chu Ze, we just want to ask you, why did you beat our domestic servant last time we asked people to look for you." ”

Zhu Fan looked at Chu Ze suspiciously: "Last time, it was rumored that someone beat the slave of the Hou family of Changxing on the street, is that you?" ”

Geng Bingwen's attention had always been on Chu Ze, and it wasn't until Zhu Fan spoke that he noticed that Zhu Fan was also beside him.

Seeing Zhu Zhang, Geng Bingwen's eyelids jumped.

Chu Ze nodded: "It's me, the house slave of the Marquis of Changxing, I am teaching the Marquis of Changxing a lesson, the Marquis of Changxing is not polite, I have always been helpful." Chu Ze raised his head and smiled at Geng Bingwen with a friendly face.

Geng Bingwen's face turned blue.

"You are a little fourth-grade official, what information do you have to teach the house slave for Ben Hou?"

"Ben Hou asked him to invite you, that is to look down on you."

"You don't even know what to do, and you hurt people, don't you take Ben Hou in your eyes." The more Changxing Hou said, the more ugly his face became, he took a step forward, his eyes widened, and he couldn't wait to slap Chu Ze to the ground.

He's quite bluffing.

But since Chu Ze dared to let people do it, he was not afraid.

He stood up and stood face to face with the Marquis of Changxing.

"So, that house slave making trouble on the street was also instructed by the Marquis of Changxing?"

Zhu Fan also looked at Geng Bingwen.

Chu Ze is wrong to beat people, but Changxinghou instructed his subordinates to cause trouble on the street, and it is not right.

Even, Changxinghou's problem is even greater.

Not to mention that this person looks like he's looking for trouble.

If Chu Ze was in front of him, something else happened, he could make the eldest brother laugh to death.

Even his father would have him.

Thinking of this, Zhu Fan looked at Geng Bingwen's eyes a little more vigilant.

Geng Bingwen thought Chu Ze was going to say something, but it turned out to be this.

He sneered: "It's just a small stall, how much you lose, Ben Hou will compensate you." ”

He is a marquis, so he can't even get the money out of a stall.

Geng Bingwen took out a purse and threw it into Chu Ze's arms contemptuously: "There are ten taels of silver in here, which is enough to compensate you for that little broken stall, right?" Now, shouldn't you tell Ben Hou why are you looking for trouble with Zhang Zhen using them? ”

"You're just a brocade guard, the emperor's dog, you dare to bite the important ministers of Zhongshu Province, you really think of yourself as a thing, right?"

Geng Bingwen's eyes became more and more disdainful when he looked at Chu Ze.

Zhu Fan raised his head suddenly, and his gaze swept towards Geng Bingwen like a knife.

(End of chapter)