"Ugh..."

The handsome young man paused helplessly and hammered his fist into the big tree beside him, looking regretful.

After a while, the eunuch Ah Fu held the gold leaf with both hands, returned to the young man with small steps, and said respectfully: "Please also ask Your Highness to take this gold leaf quickly!"

"Ah Fu!"

The young man's mood at this time was almost violent, his eyes glared at Ah Fu angrily, raised his hand and pointed at the old man's nose and shouted, "You... What do you tell me to say about you!?"

Puff~

Ah Fu suddenly knelt on the ground, held the gold leaf above his head with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "For the sake of the saint who owes the dragon body, for the queen mother and the queen, for the tens of millions of people of my Great Song Dynasty, and for the four princes who are scheming about power and leaning towards the government and the opposition, the old slave implores His Highness to accept the golden leaf!"

The old man's voice was sharp and piercing, and there was some crying, but it couldn't cover the sincere loyalty in his chest!

The master and servant were in a stalemate for a long time, the handsome young man took the gold leaf with a slight trembling hand, two tears fell from the corners of his eyes, raised his head and closed his eyes, and murmured: "I only wish that I would not enter the emperor's family in the next life..."

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In an inn, Ye Feng got up early and fetched back the spring water, then ran to the front hall with some water in a copper basin and began to wipe down the tables and stools.

The guy who ran the hall and the bookkeeper on the side continued to huddle in the small counter as if they didn't see it, whispering to each other, with a very solemn expression.

Out of curiosity, Ye Feng couldn't help but listen to the conversation between the two.

The pretty woman who sells tofu in the east is as big as a grinding plate, and the shopkeeper of the pharmacy in the west has recently married a concubine, and the meat of the hun breast weighs two catties...

Halfway through this, the boy couldn't listen to it anymore and had to continue to work.

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Shopkeeper, stay in the store!"

Ye Feng raised his eyes and saw a handsome young man with a lofty spirit walking into the inn, followed by a white-haired and thin-lipped old man, and the old man always seemed to be half a step behind the young man, intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing that a guest came to the door, the guy who ran the hall unexpectedly did not instruct Ye Feng this time, but threw the rag in his hand on his shoulder, ran over with a fart, and greeted him personally:

"Come to you! The two guest officers, please ~ We have a good private room here!"

The master and servant nodded politely to the running hall, and then walked towards the guest room in the backyard under the latter's guidance.

When passing by Ye Feng's side, the old man didn't need to squint at the young man, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Okay Xiao Ye Feng, you go to the back kitchen to find some work to do, you don't need your help here, I'll just come and see!"

The bookkeeper said unprecedentedly.

"Okay!"

Ye Feng responded happily, got up and walked to the back kitchen with the copper basin.

As soon as he entered the back kitchen, the boy saw the bald cook standing in front of the cutting board with a kitchen knife and shaving the scales of the fish.

I saw that the two-pound kitchen knife was very flexible in the cook's hand, and the knife flew in his hand, and the fish scales fell accurately outside the cutting board and folded into a small pile.

"You shave!"

Seeing Ye Feng come in, the bald cook stopped his movements and fixed the kitchen knife on the cutting board, turned around and picked up a blue green vegetable and squatted in the corner of the wall without saying a word.

Silently walking to the cutting board, Ye Feng took the kitchen knife and recalled the chef's knife technique, and picked up the fish scales with the mentality of giving it a try.

In the private room on the second floor of the backyard, the handsome young man was sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals drinking hot tea, and the eunuch Ah Fu was standing respectfully beside the young man with his hands in front of him.

"Your Highness, that little doll in the front hall just now seems a little strange..."

The eunuch Ah Fu pondered for a moment and spoke.

"Oh, what's so strange?"

The handsome young man had lost his gaffe from last night, and his posture turned straight to Ah Fu.

"The body qi is double cultivated, and there seems to be a mysterious sword qi in the body, and the old slave can't see through it!"

Ah Fu answered truthfully.

The handsome young man nodded, his expression was as usual, "It's okay, since you can be a partner in this inn, you shouldn't be considered an enemy." ”

After saying that, he picked up the book from the table and began to read.

Ah Fu nodded approvingly, thought about it and couldn't help but remind again: "The old slave knows, but now that His Royal Highness has entered the first floor of Xuanzhao, maybe he will meet that little doll again in the future..."

The handsome young man bowed slightly, without saying a word.

In the kitchen, the young Ye Feng still kept shaving the fish scales, and his hands moved faster and faster, as if he was enchanted.

The bald cook, who had been squatting in the corner of the wall to pick vegetables, stopped his movements at some point, and looked at the small mountain-like fish scales next to the chopping board in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

At the beginning, Ye Feng couldn't use a kitchen knife so proficiently, let alone be as comfortable as a cook.

After doing it for a while, Ye Feng, whose hands were a little sore, secretly mentioned his true qi and used a small meditation trick, and suddenly found that there seemed to be inexhaustible strength on his two arms.

As soon as his mind moved, the young man turned the kitchen knife in his hand into a sword, and shaved the fish scales with his sword moves.

I can't stop this time!

"Xiao Ye Feng ~ sent dishes and pastries to the two guests who came to the private room on the second floor of the backyard~"

The piercing voice of the bookkeeper came through the curtain of the door.

"Okay!"

Retracting his mind and putting the kitchen knife on the cutting board, the boy quickly took a small plate of pastries and opened the curtain and walked out.

The bald chef who was squatting in the corner of the wall to pick vegetables looked at the door curtain that was still shaking, and a smile appeared on Mu Ne's face, and he said to himself: "Hey! Good boy, I have a little bit of my youthful understanding!"

Ye Feng came to the private room on the second floor and knocked on the door, the old man in the room opened the door a small corner, blocked Ye Feng's vision with his body, took the plate of pastries in the young man's hand expressionlessly, and closed the door with a snap.

"God babble..."

Ye Feng muttered in his heart and turned to leave.

There was an inn in the evening that was not too busy, the bookkeeper took out a small handful of copper coins from his cuffs, counted them carefully and repeatedly, he turned his head to Ye Feng, who was sitting on the bench and looked directly at the street outside the door, and smiled:

"Xiao Ye Feng, while the little proprietress is not there, you can take this sixteen yuan and go around the city, don't suffocate in this inn at a young age. ”

Ye Feng couldn't help but have a black line on his face when he heard this...

What can you do with a dozen dollars? You can get it in your account!

The young man stared at the copper plate in the bookkeeper's hand for a while, got up, grabbed the copper plate and stuffed it into his arms, and strode out.

"Grasshoppers are also meat! I've been in Longyou City for so long, and I really haven't taken a good turn, and it's not bad to wander around!"

Ye Feng said secretly in his heart.

The toad ingots in the back basket of the small bedroom felt Ye Feng's breath and left the inn, a pair of frog eyes revealed endless resentment, and he scolded secretly in his heart: "His grandmother's Ye Feng, he didn't take me with him when he went out to play!"

"It seems a little strange in this Longyou City today..."

Ye Feng, who had been wandering all the way, looked at the city gate at night not far away, and muttered suspiciously in his heart.

Under the city gate, there are seven or eight bald monks, wearing earthy yellow monks' robes and holding vajra Bodhi seeds, walking back and forth downstream of the city gate, as if guarding the city gate.

Looking at the strange appearance of those monks who were not smiling, Ye Feng's heart moved, the true qi in his body was running, and he ran towards the city gate in the other direction with wind under his feet.

"And so it was!"

Half an hour later, Ye Feng stopped on an uninhabited street, holding on to the brick wall beside him with one hand.

After turning around, the young man looked at all the four gates of Longyou City, and there was a group of people standing under each city gate, there were not many people, seven or eight.

The yellow-robed monks at the south city gate, a few handsome women in silk skirts at the west gate, a group of men of different ages in golden costumes at the north gate, each holding some strange things in their hands, and the east city gate is a group of people wearing light blue robes, both men and women, all holding swords and extraordinary temperament.

Ye Feng had hidden in the dark and cautiously glanced at these people with clear eyes, but he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation at all, which meant that these people's cultivation was at least three realms higher than his own, and they might even be masters of the Xuanzhao Realm!

Combined with the spring water with immortal energy that he had just encountered a few days ago, a bold guess emerged in Ye Feng's heart, and the answer was about to come out:

"These people are all people from the four major sects of the four major families of martial arts cultivators!Tianyin Temple, Luo Yuxuan, Tianji Sect, and Taishang Jiuzhou Island!"

Ye Feng's heart shouted silently.

Suppressing his excitement, the young man turned around and walked in the direction of the inn, secretly thinking in his heart: "These people should all come for the immortal qi that descended from Longyou City, and now my cultivation is too low, so it's better not to cause trouble!"

Back in front of the door of an inn, Ye Feng had just stepped into one foot, and he heard the hurried voice of the guy running the hall:

"Xiao Yefeng, go to the back kitchen to help the cook, and come over to help me clean up the dishes and chopsticks when I'm done!"

"Okay!"

Ye Feng glanced at the inexplicably full of guests in the inn, and hurriedly responded and walked into the kitchen.

"Xiao Ye Feng, come out and help me greet the guests!"

The guy who ran the hall shouted to Ye Feng through the door curtain.

The young man put down the kitchen knife in his hand, wiped his hands on the apron in front of him, and ran to the front hall again.

The young man hurried to the front hall, only to see two bald monks, one fat and one thin, standing at the door.

The fat monk was wearing a gray monk's robe, with a string of thumb-thick beads hanging around his neck, and his bulging stomach held the Buddha beads only to his heart.

The thin monk's white monk's robe was spotless, with a warm smile on his pink and smooth face, a pair of narrow and slender eyes, some taste of Danfeng eyes, and a string of Bodhi in his hand.

"What do you need from the two guest officers?"

Ye Feng walked up to the two of them and beckoned.

"Of course you come to the inn to eat and stay in the hotel!"

The fat monk said angrily, and led the white-robed monk to find an empty table and sit down.

Since he was running a hall in a small inn, Ye Feng naturally didn't care about the fat monk's words and tone.

The young man turned around and took the recipe on the counter, handed it to the fat monk and said with a smile: "By the way, the guest officer, there are a few delicious vegetarian dishes in our store, you two can try them." ”

"What kind of vegetarian diet?"

The fat monk took the recipe and frowned, and while flipping through the recipe, he sprayed foam and instructed Ye Feng:

"Hmm... Let's have a saliva chicken, four happiness meatballs, and this sweet and sour Lu Lingyu, braised pork ribs, Dongpo meat, and this, this, um... That's it, I don't have much appetite today, so that's all!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and threw the recipe into Ye Feng's arms, shaking his head and shaking his legs to look around in the inn.