Several Blood Eagle Warriors had been forced to the corner of the courtyard by Zhao Rang, and behind them was a solid courtyard wall.

The blade approached inch by inch, and Yuan Mingkong also inserted horizontally from the side. He was already familiar with the other party's sword path, at this moment, his right fist was clenched, attached to his abdomen, and the other hand was hidden behind him, just waiting for these Blood Eagle Warriors to resist Zhao Rang's sword strength and scatter, he shook it with both fists.

When it was time to come up with such a foolproof strategy, it was not easy.

The two of them have a lot of hearts, and with only one action, they only think of each other.

Zhao Rang's body moved forward again, and the strength of the knife was a little stronger again, but seeing that the few people on the opposite side were about to be unable to reach, a touch of white gas had already appeared on Yuan Mingkong's fists.

"Eagle Cry!"

A loud eagle cry echoed through the night sky.

Compared with the previous crispness, this time it is a little more miserable.

After hearing the eagle's cry, these Blood Eagle warriors did not hesitate to turn around and break through the courtyard wall with their strength, and escaped into the dark night.

"Stop chasing!"

Yuan Mingkong saw that Zhao Rang's knife was unabated, for fear that he would rise and chase him out.

Of course, Zhao Rang also knew the truth of Poor Kou Mochasing, not to mention that he was not familiar with this city. If you go out rashly, you will make a bad calculation, and the gains outweigh the losses.

It's just that these miscellaneous pieces are unwilling.

In the dilapidated courtyard, the two sand date trees had been burned to the ground, leaving only a bare trunk, scorched and blackened.

The overcoat on Zhao Rang's body also became tattered, especially the hem, which can almost be described as ragged.

I simply took it off and threw it out of the hole in the courtyard wall, out of sight and out of mind.

Before the two of them could breathe, Jin Sanliang took the rest of the dart masters and hurried to the backyard.

When Yuan Mingkong heard the movement, he immediately hugged Zhao Rang and said:

"Go first!"

He didn't want to show his figure in front of Jin Sanliang and others.

Fang took Zhao Rang to make a move, purely for the sake of righteousness.

Whether it is sold or robbed, it will not be a good thing for these arrows to fall into the hands of the people of the Western Regions.

Now that the crisis has passed, the relationship between Yuan Mingkong and Admiralty Dart cannot be eased because of this, and there are still unfinished accounts for each other!

"Where am I going to find you?"

Zhao Rang asked at Yuan Mingkong's back.

Yuan Ming said without replying:

"Where you drink!"

Before he could think about it, Jin Sanliang led people into the backyard.

"Brother, thank you for your great kindness! What do you want me to do in the future, there is no second word! ”

Jin Sanliang is worthy of being a man of temperament, and in front of his subordinates, he knelt down with a "plop" and bowed his head and bowed.

Seeing that the vice president was like this, the others also knelt down one after another and thanked Zhao Rang.

Zhao Rang turned sideways and didn't accept this salute at all.

Jin Sanliang was a little embarrassed when he saw this, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said:

"I'm really embarrassed to implicate my brother for no reason. Please also brother later, on behalf of the Admiralty Dart Bureau, I will definitely have a heart! ”

He thought that Zhao Rang did not accept this salute because what he said earlier was too vain.

What is in the future, but where there is a fate, there is no other word.

Regardless of whether he was sincere or insincere when he said this, even if he really encountered something to cover up, how should Zhao Rang pass on the word to him? Could it be that Jin Sanliang, the vice president, was inappropriate, and followed him day and night, just to repay the favor this time?

Compared with this empty cliché, Jianghu guests certainly prefer the benefits that can be seen and touched.

For example, silver money.

If you say thank you, it's better to give the silver directly.

Jin Sanliang beckoned to a dart master and motioned for him to do it.

The young dart master who had been with him earlier had already died from the random arrows just now.

Zhao Rang slashed the knife in his hand, blocking the way of the dart master, and then turned his head and said to Jin Sanliang:

"You're going to be mistaken, I'm not helping you."

At this point, if you say more, it will be leaked, so Yuan Mingkong did not let Zhao Rang continue to speak.

"I'm done, we'll see you later!"

He wanted to say "do it yourself", but he felt that it was too much, and he really couldn't worry about them.

After speaking, Zhao Rang arched his hand at Jin Sanliang and the dart masters, and walked out through the hole in the courtyard wall.

The sky was already dark, and this night was drinking to catch thieves, and killing people with knives, at this time, the strength of the body was relaxed, and the fatigue came up like a tide, filling Zhao Rang's body.

At this moment, even his steps were a little sluggish, almost completely dragging on the ground, and he was almost unable to lift up.

Touch your belly, the first priority is to eat something first!

This scene is exactly the same as in Ye Sanniang's store in Yangguan!

Zhao Rang couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little cold.

I could have quietly tasted good wine, then slept beautifully, and handed over the tin box the next day, and I was free to go where I wanted to go and do what I wanted to do.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

The more you want, the more you can't get it.

It's like Zhao Rang just wants to eat a few meat buns now, or drink a big bowl of preserved eggs and lean porridge, but the long street is extremely bleak.

As far as the eye can see, there is not a single open shop.

I had no choice but to walk forward casually to see if there were any early risers, and I might buy half a steamed bun to eat my stomach first.

But he forgot that he could go to Yuan Mingkong.

When you are hungry, you can't remember what you should remember, but you can think uncontrollably.

For example, at this time, Zhao Rang felt that such a thing as luck seemed to really exist!

Although I still don't know how to fight for this thing, I just follow the line step by step, and I will slowly become clear.

Walking to a fork in the road, Zhao Rang smelled a strong fragrance.

It is the special aroma that the eggs produce when they are added to the oil.

Zhao Rang swallowed his saliva and groped his stomach with his hand, but his steps were pulled by his nose and walked in the direction where the smell came from.

Soon I saw an open storefront, and the smell was coming from it.

When Zhao Rang walked to the door, the eggs should have been scrambled, served, and a pinch of chopped green onions was put on it.

The more ordinary the food, the more enticing it is.

When you're hungry, few people think about the abalone wing feast, and they just want a bowl of knife-cut noodles full of toppings, or egg fried rice with rich green onions.

A familiar figure in the store is busy.

Zhao Rang frowned, took a few steps back, and suddenly found that he had gone around to the most lively street in a daze.

And this open shop is the same place where he drank yesterday afternoon, no wonder he feels familiar with this back!

The girl seemed to have eyes behind her back, and asked Zhao Rang, who had just stepped on the threshold and entered the store:

"Do you eat sweet or salty first?"

Zhao Rang didn't think about it and said:

"Salty!"

"I never eat sweet!"

The girl asked rhetorically:

"Don't drink sweet rice wine?"

Zhao Rang saw a medium-sized jar on the table, the mouth of the altar was open, Zhao Rang took a closer look, the jar was filled with clear rice wine, it smelled sweet and silky, and it was very bright, it should have been placed in the cellar at that time.

After a night of chaos, Zhao Rang was not only very hungry, but also very thirsty!

Cold rice wine, not with a high degree, is an excellent drink to quench thirst, and it can also dispel the heat on his body.

But Zhao Rang just said that he never eats sweets, and it became so fast that he was a little embarrassed to be cheeky.

Fortunately, the girl didn't say much.

She is confident in her rice wine!

No matter who it is, whether this person likes sweet food or not, he will definitely drink his own rice wine!

Zhao Rang took a coarse porcelain sea bowl from the cabinet and poured a full bowl of rice wine from the jar.

I couldn't wait to take a big sip, and the mellow sweetness spread from the throat to the limbs, soaking into the heart and spleen, which was very refreshing!

Holding the bowl, Zhao Rang took three sips and two sips, and drank them all.

"I want to drink it!"

Zhao Rang shook his head and said:

"If you don't drink it, you won't be able to eat egg fried rice if you drink it again!"

Most people will use overnight rice to make egg fried rice, which has low moisture and clear grains, and has the best taste after stir-frying.

But Zhao Rang found that the girl had just steamed and was still steaming.

The girl inadvertently skimmed Zhao Rang's puzzled look, smiled lightly, and explained:

"The essence of fried rice is not in the rice, but in the oil!"

"Oil?"

Egg fried rice, the most basic rice, Zhao Rang can still make it. But this was the first time he had heard of such a statement.

"I'm using lard! When the excess water is removed from the freshly cooked rice, the thick flavor of lard will become part of the rice. Topped with garlic and chopped green onions, this plate of egg fried rice is a delicious accompaniment too! ”

Zhao Rang remembered that this girl's shop was a wine shop, and the dishes were not a la carte, let alone sell.

Even if it's early in the morning, if you want to eat this egg fried rice, you have to go with sweet rice wine.

"But even if the rice used for fried rice is not left overnight, shouldn't it be better to let it cool?"

Zhao Rang asked suspiciously.

The girl turned, crossed her waist with one hand, and took the spatula in the other, and struck twice on the edge of the pot, and replied:

"Big mistake! Be sure to use warm rice for fried rice. In this way, it can be fried loosely in the pot, so that the pot gas is evenly wrapped, and every bite is the same taste! ”

After explaining, the egg fried rice is also cooked.

Zhao Rang was about to step forward to help serve the meal, but the girl opened the curtain, walked into a side room, and shouted:

"Brother! Get up and eat first, and then go to bed after eating! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone in the room yawn heavily, and then he shuffled out of the house.

After Zhao Rang saw the person who came out, his eyes widened!

Thinking of this girl calling him "brother" again, I felt like I was cutting constantly and messing up for a while!

On the contrary, the other party was very calm, grinned at Zhao Rang, sat down, and ate fried rice in a big gulp, obviously very hungry.

Zhao Rang was not polite when he saw this.

Anything you can say after you've eaten your heart.

The two of them hugged the plate, gobbled it up, and after sweeping away the sharp plate of egg fried rice, they picked up the jar of rice wine and drank it in turn.

Until there was not a drop left, the two of them fell backwards, slumped lazily in their chairs, and burped leisurely.

Zhao Rang opened his mouth and just wanted to speak, but his eyelids fell and he didn't say a word, but yawned.

With his hands on his head, he was about to dream of Zhou Gong.