After lunch, Ji Hua remembered the six sons of the coachman who had been waiting outside. So Ji Hua went out and explained to the six sons, asking him to find an inn to rest first, and then come here tomorrow to wait for him. After explaining, Ji Hua returned to the house and was courteous in front of Wu Fan.

Although Wu Fan had already told Ji Hua not to look for him in the future. But as long as Ji Hua has a good relationship with Wu Fan, I believe that Wu Fan, who is already indifferent to fame and fortune, will not mind using his name for himself. In the future, as long as the wind is released, he is suspected to have a deep relationship with the eight-step divine sword, and he can already bring convenience to Ji Hua in many times.

In the evening, the three of them sat down together for dinner again.

The child Wu Ruian took a big bite of the thick meatloaf in his hand, chewed it a few times, swallowed it in one bite, and suddenly showed a satisfied look on his face, and even his face that had been deliberately tense in front of Ji Hua, the bad guy, also stretched.

After gobbling up the meatloaf in his hand, Wu Ruian burped a full time before he said to Wu Fan in a comfortable mood:

"Grandpa, your mille-feuille patties are so delicious. After speaking, he said with a sad face: "It's a pity, I can only eat one, and I can't eat it full." ”

"Hehe, then you have to grow up quickly, and then you have the appetite to eat more. Wu Fan heard his grandson's praise like this, his face was very useful, and he said to Wu Ruian with a smile.

"Hmm!" Wu Ruian nodded: "When I grow up, not only can I eat more, but I can also make my own mille-feuille meatloaf." When the time comes, I will also give my grandfather a taste of my craftsmanship, which must be no worse than your grandfather. ”

As he spoke, Wu Ruian blinked his eyes as if he remembered something, and asked Wu Fan weakly: "Grandpa, tell me first, how do you make your mille-feuille meatloaf so delicious?"

Wu Fan pretended to be serious and said, "This is my secret technique. ”

“...... Well, but since my most obedient grandson asked, I'll tell you. After pretending to think for a while, Wu Fan said with a smile:

"If you want to make a mille-feuille patty, the most important thing is the knife work. For such a thick patty, you have to cut it into thin slices, coat each slice with sauce, and then put it in an oil pan to make a kang. Until the kang is golden brown on both sides, let the sauce fully soak into the meat, so that the meatloaf can be flavored and delicious. Of course, mille-feuille meatloaf, although it is called mille-feuille, is actually an exaggeration, and such a thick meatloaf can only be sliced into 100 pieces. ”

"Grandpa lied. How do you know, after Wu Ruian heard it, he immediately retorted: "Such a piece of meatloaf is only an inch thick." If you want to divide it into 100 parts, each part is only one-tenth of an inch. How can you use such a kitchen knife to cut such a thick meatloaf into 100 portions? In fact, you only slice 10 portions of this meatloaf!"

When Ji Hua on the side heard this, he couldn't help but want to interject and explain to Wu Ruian. Ji Hua has been courteous in front of Wu Fan today, and when Wu Fan was cutting meatloaf in the kitchen just now, Ji Hua witnessed the process with his own eyes. It's just that Ji Hua just wanted to say a few good words to Wu Ruian for Wu Fan, and took the opportunity to curry favor with Wu Fan, but was stopped by Wu Fan with his eyes.

"Oh, did you learn these arithmetic in the school?" Slightly surprised, he glanced at his grandson sitting next to him, Wu Fan looked very happy, and said with a smile: "Ryan has learned the skill, grandpa will be difficult to deceive you in the future!"

"Hmph~" Wu Ruian heard his grandfather's praise, and turned his head arrogantly, but the raised corners of his mouth betrayed his mood at this time.

Just when the grandfather and grandson were enjoying themselves, Wu Fan suddenly frowned and glanced outside.

Then Wu Fan restrained the smile on his face, and said softly to the grandson next to him:

"Ryan, it's not early, you go back to the house early and go to sleep, grandpa still has something to talk to someone else. ”

"Oh. Wu Ruian obediently agreed, thinking that his grandfather was going to talk to the bad guy next to him, he glared at Ji Hua on the side, grimaced, and then trotted all the way to the back room.

"Old gentleman, I don't know ......... you" At this time, there were only two people in the house, and Ji Hua also thought that Wu Fan had something to say to him. However, as soon as Ji Hua spoke, he was interrupted by Wu Fan's wave of his hand.

Wu Fan stood up, jumped forward, and flew into the air. As soon as the probe grabbed from the beam, he grabbed a sheathed sword that had been hidden in the snow on the beam for a long time. Then Wu Fan's footsteps fell lightly, without making a sound, and then pushed the door and walked out.

As soon as he went out, Wu Fan saw people standing in the courtyard. This is a young man, more accurately, just a teenager. The boy looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a gray scarf wrapped around his head, wearing an ordinary gray cloth coat, and carrying a burden behind him, as if he was about to travel far, with a long sword on his shoulder.

Although the boy doesn't look very old, there is even some childishness on Junxiu's face. But at this moment, standing tall and standing in the courtyard, there is a kind of grandmaster temperament that makes people dare not despise it.

"You...... He...... Mo Chen ...... Ji Hua, who followed closely, recognized the person in front of him as soon as he went out, and then panicked for a while before returning to normal: "Mr. Wu, he is the person I mentioned to you, Mo Chen." ”

Yes, it was Mo Chen who was standing in Wu Fan's courtyard at this time.

After Mo Chen received the letter from Zhang Shoucheng asking Mo Chen to hand over in the morning, he walked out of the Plum Blossom Martial Arts Hall, returned to his residence non-stop, and then said goodbye to Ma Yiming.

At that time, it hadn't been long since Mo Chen killed Cheng Zhigao and a few others, and the news had not spread, so Ma Yiming didn't know what kind of uproar Mo Chen had caused.

Regarding Mo Chen's resignation, Ma Yiming kept a few words at first, and seeing that Mo Chen was resolute, Ma Yiming was not forced to stay. happily settled Mo Chen's salary, packed up his things for Mo Chen, and finally even personally sent Mo Chen away for a while, so he said goodbye to Mo Chen.

It's not that Ma Yiming really has a deep relationship with Mo Chen, but with Mo Chen's skills at this time, no matter where he goes, others will only want to make friends with Mo Chen, not be enemies.

Leaving Ma Yiming's martial arts hall, Mo Chen casually found an inn. I wanted to wait until it was getting late to sense Ji Hua's position in the city, so that I could get rid of this scourge before leaving. Unexpectedly, Mo Chen found that Ji Hua's approximate location was actually in the direction outside the city. So Mo Chen packed his luggage again and rushed all the way to Wu Fan's courtyard.

When Mo Chen arrived here, he first scanned the house with his spiritual vision, and what he saw was the happy picture of Wu Fan and his grandson.

Although he can't bear to spoil the family happiness of his grandfather and grandson, Ji Hua is a person, Mo Chen has to kill him today. So Mo Chen let go of his restrained aura, exuding a trace of obvious killing intent, to remind the master inside who was extraordinary in Mo Chen's spiritual vision of his existence.