Song Lanjiang used his hands and mouth together, and began the process of filling his stomach, and under the surprised gaze of everyone in the room, he quickly eliminated the hill where the baked buns fell.

"Stubborn boy, you eat like this, don't eat bad stomach. “

Drew leaned over to Song Lanjiang's table and whispered.

Swallowing the food, Song Lanjiang responded to Drew, "With one meal, I can go without eating for three days." ”

"Convincing, I really don't know, stubborn boy, what kind of life did you live before?"

"Alive. ”

"Stubborn boy, you eat slowly, I'll go deliver food to Mr. Wu, see you in the evening." ”

"Hmm. ”

Drew took a bite of food and walked out the door of the room.

The food had been swept away, and Song Lanjiang touched his stomach, which was already eighty percent full, got up and packed up the dishes and chopsticks, and strode out of the room to the firewood room.

The three people in the firewood room had already started early, and they were chopping firewood with axes.

Song Lanjiang nodded to the three of them, entered the firewood room and took out fifty Gobi ironwood at a time, waved the firewood knife in his hand, and according to the texture, the Gobi ironwood was divided into two.

The feel was smoother than yesterday, and Song Lanjiang went down with another knife, and the Gobi iron wood was once again neatly cut in two.

"After splitting fifty sticks of incense, the kitchen will look for me. ”

Master Xiliang's voice rang out.

"Good. Song Lanjiang did not stop the work in his hands, and kept responding with a knife and chopping wood.

Although the time was tight, Song Lanjiang did not panic in his hands, and methodically split the iron wood one by one, each knife was very accurate, and the texture of the blade was in the middle of the edge.

Fifty were split, and the time was just right.

After putting away the firewood knife and washing his hands in the sink, Song Lanjiang walked quickly to the back kitchen.

As soon as I arrived in the back kitchen, I saw Chef Kira standing at the door, his face expressionless like a statue made of rock.

"Let's go, go grocery shopping. Master Xiliang said indifferently to Song Lanjiang, who had just appeared.

After speaking, Master Xiliang pointed to a mule with four bamboo baskets on his back, motioned for Song Lanjiang to take it, and then walked to the back of the tavern.

"Good. ”

In response, Song Lanjiang took the mule and followed behind Master Xiliang.

Following Master Xiliang, the two walked to the back door of the tavern.

The first time Song Lanjiang came to the back door, the back door was not big, and there was a huge stone house built next to it.

"Warehouse. Master Xiliang said casually,

"Oh. ”

He had no curiosity about these Song Lanjiang, and since Master Xiliang said it, he decided to write it down.

There was also a janitor at the back door, and when he saw Master Xiliang walking out of the back door, he smiled at Song Lanjiang, who was looking back, closed the door and locked it.

Coming out of a secluded alley, Master Xiliang turned a few corners with a familiar car, and when he walked out of the alley, his eyes were suddenly bright, and they arrived on Chengdong Avenue.

There were already people coming and going, people from different places, wearing all kinds of costumes, and the shouting of the market could already be heard in the distance, mixed with the music played by various musical instruments.

Song Lanjiang was very familiar with the periphery of the bazaar, but he had changed from standing in the alley and watching the people on the street to being watched by the eyes in the alley.

Sure enough, Song Lanjiang subconsciously looked at a few familiar corners, where there were eyes on the road.

The more he walked towards the market, the more crowded the crowd became, like a vigilant little beast, and Song Lanjiang stared back and forth at the people who were close to him.

Nearly ten years of habits, this is also the instinct that Song Lanjiang has developed until now, what he doesn't know is that his performance has been seen by Master Xiliang.

Master Xiliang took Song Lanjiang to a stall that no one cared about, the stall was full of miscellaneous things, and he couldn't see what he was mainly selling.

"Three taels of cold water stones, pick up the goods. ”

Song Lanjiang looked at the meat stall owner with a face, who was originally pretending to sleep, and when he heard Master Xiliang's voice, he immediately opened his eyes, smiled at Master Xiliang and Song Lanjiang, lowered his head and began to rummage for something.

The speed was very fast, the stall owner smiled, and handed a calfskin bag to Master Xiliang with both hands, "Master Xiliang, business is becoming more and more difficult now, and the horse bandits outside the city are about to become a climate again." ”

Opening the bag, Master Kira dipped his fingers in a little of the cold water stone residue in the bag, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it at a palm distance.

Nodding, Master Xiliang conjured up four Xuanjin coins in his hand and put them on the stall.

I change the price and say it in advance for the next order. ”

Master Xiliang said to the stall owner with a blank face.

"Where will I raise the price with you, I just saw you coming, and nagged a few words. ”

Put the cow belt in his hand into Song Lanjiang's hand, Master Xiliang didn't say much and turned around and took Song Lanjiang away.

I can still hear the kind words of the stall owner, Song Lanjiang is holding a cow belt in his hand, worth four Xuanjin coins, saving flowers, enough for Song Lanjiang and Xiaoya to live for two or three years, neither left nor right, which makes him extremely uncomfortable.

"Put it in a bamboo basket. ”

Seeing that Song Lanjiang was like this, Master Xiliang said.

"Oh, well......."

Awkwardly put the cowhide bag in, and Song Lanjiang tightly covered the basket with a thick blanket.

Following Master Xiliang, Song Lanjiang looked at the bamboo basket as he walked, for fear that something would go wrong.

"Six spices, pick up. ”

The two of them came to another stall, on which were bags of spices, which could be smelled from a long distance.

"Master Xiliang, I'm sick, and I told you to pick up the goods today. ”

The stall owner, a young mixed-race young man who couldn't tell where he was but who looked very smart, took out a few cloth bags from a small suitcase at his feet and handed them to Master Kira.

Master Xiliang looked at the young man and did not pick it up.

"Do you really want to die like that?"

After a pause, Master Xiliang stared into the eyes of the spice brother and said.

"Master Xiliang, why do the old guests talk like this. ”

"The wielding branch is damp, and the anise is replaced by the tree rescuer, and the origin of the cinnamon is not right........."

Song Lanjiang stood behind Master Xiliang, a viscous murderous aura emanated from Master Xiliang, and the person in front of him seemed to have turned into a demon in an instant, covered with blood.

This was different from Ebu's momentum, which made Song Lanjiang feel more like the breath in the blood-colored space.

It may be that he was not facing Master Xiliang in the rear, and there was also a reason that he had been in the blood-colored space for several nights in a row, and Song Lanjiang, who was shrouded in a blood-colored murderous aura, quickly returned to normal.

"Rao.... I.... I..... I..... Take the wrong one.... ......"

The little brother of the spice stall was completely different from Song Lanjiang's feelings, what he was facing in his eyes was not Master Xiliang, like a devil covered in blood, so frightened that his teeth kept chattering, and he didn't say a whole sentence clearly.

"Don't.... Delay... You..... I'm ...... Just take ......" knowing that he was in trouble, the little brother's instinct to survive overcame a little fear, and said tremblingly.

Song Lanjiang felt that his body was light, and Master Xiliang withdrew most of his murderous aura, leaving only a trace of the spice brother.

Finding that he could move, the spice brother quickly took out another suitcase, and without looking at it, took out six larger cloth bags and handed them to Master Xiliang.

"Song Lanjiang, receive the goods. ”

"Good. ”

Taking the six fragrant cloth bags with both hands, Song Lanjiang thought about it and put the cloth bags into another bamboo basket and covered them.

"Money, give it to him when you're ready, let's go. ”

didn't look at the little brother who kept nodding his head, Master Xiliang took Song Lanjiang to the next stall.

Master Xiliang took Song Lanjiang to buy a lot of valuables in a row, and he had never heard of them, and the two came to the door of a small building with a special outside the corner of the market.

"I'll go in, you wait. ”

Song Lanjiang said with a different look when he saw Master Xiliang.