Let's say that Dong Hai and Dong Zhuang fled all the way with Bian Quan's corpse and were rushing to the vicinity of the market in the eastern district, but they didn't expect to be surrounded by a group of military horses.

"In the middle of the night, what kind of rooster and dog thief are spreading wilderness in my Pingcheng?" An eight-sided mace appeared in Dong Hai's eyes.

In Pingcheng, the owner of this eight-sided mace is naturally only Helian Tulu.

"Master, my relatives are sick, isn't this coming out to see a doctor, you can do well, and make it convenient for accommodation. Dong Hai said, took out all the silver coins in the money bag, and wanted to hand them to Helian Tulu.

Helian Tulu's eyes widened, and with a wave of his eight-sided mace, the entire army began to burst into cheers.

This scene, this momentum, really shocked Dong Hai and the others, if it weren't for Bian Quan's lack of Taoism, he would have almost been shocked by Bian Quan's corpse.

Dong Hai and Dong Zhuang glanced at each other, and knew that it was not good to go out today.

"Master, my lord spares my life, we don't know how to offend you, please raise your noble hand, we will definitely take a detour when we see you in the future." Dong Hai made a pitiful gesture.

It's not that he doesn't want to do it, but he doesn't have many hidden weapons with him today, and those rice bucket disciples are also scattered, and his physical strength is also consumed today, so he and Dong Zhuang are really not optimistic about dealing with so many people. Even if they can win, the two of them will have to lose a piece of meat.

Therefore, when Dong Zhuang, who had already lost a piece of meat, took out the flying knife, Dong Hai held down his hand holding the flying knife.

"You two guys, you obviously killed someone, and you're going to dispose of the corpse. I happened to be bumped into by Xiao Wang, this is what Tengger can't get used to seeing you do. Come on, arrest them. "Helian Tulu gave the order.

"Yes!!"

A dozen soldiers dismounted, crossed their lances, and surrounded them.

Dong Zhuang didn't give up, and he wanted to throw the flying knife again, but his wrist was saved by Dong Hai.

"You give it to me, that guy has no killing intent towards us, besides, the armor of these soldiers is so thick, can our flying knives penetrate it?" Dong Hai directly snatched the flying knives.

The two of them were just tied up and captured.

The soldiers were also serious soldiers who were serving as guards in the Helian Tulu Mansion, all of them were tigers and bears, and a dozen people went up, and soon tied up the two of them.

Helian Tulu watched the soldiers tie up the two men easily, and said a strange word, but it did not stop the soldiers' movements.

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The next day, dawn broke.

Ji Xin covered his swelling and aching head and woke up with a painful face.

"Oops, oops, my head hurts, do you have water, I want to drink water!!" Ji Xin shouted.

He shouted as he sat up, but still didn't open his eyes.

I heard only a commotion of going up the stairs, and the door opened.

Jian Long personally carried a pot of sour fish head soup and put it on the coffee table next to Ji Xin.

"Third Brother Ji, are you awake?" Jian Long said, serving him a bowl of soup.

"Well, wake up. Only then did Ji Xin open his eyes, take the sea bowl, and take a sip gently.

Last year's Laba old vinegar, the fish in the wild lake in the Dahan Mountain, that sour and refreshing, naturally needless to say.

In addition, Ji Xin drank a stomach of wine yesterday, but except for the two mouthfuls of greasy lamb legs, he didn't put anything in at all.

Ji Xin was greedy for fresh mouths, and he muttered, and dried three sea bowls in a row.

In the end, I didn't feel like it was too much, so I simply took the basin, sucked it, and drank it all the way to the bottom.

Even the fish head was peeled off by Ji Xinba, and the brain oil and water were sucked clean.

"Ah, this fish head soup is really level, compared to what my Urina makes. Ji Xin exclaimed while sucking on the fish head.

Yes, this pot of sour fish soup reminds Ji Xin of Urina.

I remember that when I was in Linhuang Pass, Wu Rina was afraid that Ji Xin would get up in the morning and have stamina, so she got up early and boiled sour fish soup for Ji Xin.

From then on, Ji Xin felt that there was no food in the world that could compare to the sour fish soup made by Wu Rina herself.

Therefore, he can praise it so much, that is, this fish head soup is really delicious, there is nothing to say.

"Third Brother Ji is worthy of going from south to north, and when you taste it, you will know that this soup is from the hands of a famous artist. This is made by Li Da Spoon in our back kitchen, it is said that he used to be the imperial cook in the palace of the Great Sect Dynasty!!" Jian Long laughed.

"Tut-tut, if I can let this imperial chef cook for me every day, then for this bite, it is worth it to be an emperor. Ji Xin nodded.

At this moment, a fat old man with a big horse spoon happened to walk by the door of the guest room where Ji Xin lived, and when he heard Ji Xin's wild words, he couldn't help but stretch out his head to look.

It just so happened that he was also seen by Jian Long, and Jian Long hurriedly got up and went to salute him:

"Uncle Li, it's early. ”

It turned out that this fat old man who was not good-looking was the big spoon Li.

"Well, I just heard the sound of a cowhide blowing and exploding, did it come from here?" Li Da Spoon accepted Jian Long's worship and did not say anything.

"Hahaha, there's no cowhide here, just an arrogant boy who doesn't even use cowhide. Ji Xin replied to him.

Although this big spoon of Li looked red, full of energy, and had his own momentum, Ji Xin didn't know that he was a big spoon of Li, but he was an elder of Jian Long, so he was also a young man.

"Bragging is also a skill, but you don't even have to brag about cowhides?" Li Da Spoon laughed.

"The world is a sea of cowhides, but I want to hold my breath. Ji Xin also smiled.

"You are very good, if your ability is proportional to your mouth, I Li Da Spoon admires you. Li Dasco clenched his fists.

"What?Jian Long, is he Big Spoon Li?" Ji Xin looked at Jian Long.

"That's right, he is Li Da Spoon, the imperial chef I just said, the author of this bowl of soup. Jian Long said.

"No wonder, what comes out of this palace is different. Ji Xin said, but his mind inexplicably remembered those in the palace, the civil servants,,,

Well, he just thought about it crookedly, but in fact, he still admired Li Da Spoon, the imperial chef with real skills.

"Boy, it's not a real skill to chase a galleon, if you have a real skill, are you interested in my big spoon Li to be the imperial chef for you?"

"The imperial chef is good, he specializes in cooking for the monarch, if I let the imperial chef cook for me every day, then I will be a monarch, at least a khan. Ji Xin said with a smile.

"If you are the Khan of the Little Khanate, I will be the imperial chef for you, and your Little Khanate does not have many ingredients for me to cook. Li Da Spoon then laughed.

"Then it's okay to be an emperor casually~ What if, I hope that one day, I will let you be the head of the fire army for me?" Ji Xin also asked playfully.