Chapter Forty-Eight: Meditation

Shaking his head and looking at the two handsome guys who chased him out, Zhang Ang returned to the Paris Culinary Association with a messy mood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the association, Dean Bernard is gathering people to prepare kitchen utensils and seasonings for tomorrow's banquet.

Seeing that everyone was so busy, Zhang Ang couldn't help but step forward to help, and was about to pick up a vat of sauce, but was blocked by Dean Bernard.

"Tom, I can feel that your heart is very confused, you should not participate in the banquet these days, your heart will not calm down, and the food you make will not be delicious. Dean Bernard patted Zhang Ang on the shoulder: "I think, you still have a lot of things to do, to solve, don't worry, this is left to us, you need to calm your mind now." ”

"Then ......" Zhang Ang didn't know what to say.

"Go, go, do what you have to do, whether it's cooking or martial arts, you need a focused and calm mind. Dean Bernard waved his hand.

"Thanks, then I'm leaving. After a moment of silence, Zhang Ang left the association.

First of all, Zhang Ang went to the big military camp in the north of the city, and according to the inquiry, Zhang Ang knew that the war horses, mules, and the like of the revolutionary army were now in this big barracks.

And if you want to help Susan find her father, it is naturally the most likely there.

Naturally, the outside of the barracks was tightly guarded and heavily defended, but fortunately, Zhang Ang did not plan to break in, but just asked people who came in and out:

"Excuse me, is the veterinarian with the army here?"

"Excuse me, but have you ever heard of a guy named Redhart, who is a veterinarian. ”

"Have any of you heard of a man named Redhart? he's a veterinarian, he's not big, he's a thin man, and I've got a letter from his family to him. ”

......

One by one, I repeated it over and over again for a long time, and my voice was almost hoarse, before I finally asked a reliable person.

"You're here with Mr. Lyon and Mr. Redhart, do you know where he is?" said a little old man with a bitter face in front of him.

"Are you really Leon here to help deliver letters to his family?" the little old man looked suspicious.

"Yes, I'm a Michelin-starred teacher, and his daughter Susan is now my student, and I happened to be in Paris on an errand, so I sent her a letter, do you know where Rhetthardt is now?"

"Alas, Redhart, he's missing. The little old man put away his doubts and sighed.

"Is it missing?how could it be???

"Not on the battlefield, this, the whole thing is weird. We were fighting the British in the north, and many of the horses were wounded, and the medicine used by this horse was different from that used by humans. Redhart took a group of people to the forest next to the barracks to collect medicine, but the group disappeared and did not return all night. The next day the army sent a number of people to search, and they searched the whole forest, but they found no one. Alas, there is no one alive and no corpse is dead. The little old man sighed again.

"Could this be that he was captured or killed by the British?" Zhang Ang couldn't help but ask.

"This can't be, the forest is right next to our barracks, and the Brits won't come here no matter how bold they are, and Redhart and they're not important people, so what's the use of arresting them? Besides, why don't you leave a corpse behind when you kill someone, and run away with the corpse? It's not reasonable, so we all say it's weird, it's weird. The little old man denied Zhang Ang's speculation.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Ang continued to ask, "In this way, where is that forest, can you tell me?"

"Oh, we were fighting Du Lang, in the forest at the bottom of the hill outside the city, I don't remember what the name was, anyway, there was a forest over there, easy to find. You don't want to go to him, do you? We sent hundreds of people, but we couldn't find anyone. The little old man looked incredulous.

"Well, I have to work hard to find this, after all, I can't make my apprentice sad. Okay, thank you. Zhang Ang thanked him and left.

At the second stop, Zhang Ang went to the Tower Academy.

There aren't many people in the Tower Academy, but most of them know Arnold. Although they don't know where Arnold is now.

After constant inquiry, he finally found someone who knew the news:

"You said General Arnold, he was called into the palace at noon. Tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony, General Arnold is a great general, you may need to learn a little about this, etiquette or something. So that tomorrow we can stand by His Majesty the Emperor and enjoy the endless glory. Alas, if only I had the talent and strength of General Arnold. The steely man looked envious.

It was getting late, and Arnold was not found, and Zhang Ang didn't know where to go for a while.

Forget it, after the ceremony, let's take Arnold away.

Just thinking about it, Zhang Ang unconsciously walked to the hut that Albert had rented for him.

The door to the hut was open.

Somewhat curious, Zhang Ang walked in.

"Tom Cruise, or Leon Leonardo, I knew you were going to come back here. "One of the black-armored knights sitting in the house stood up, it was d'Artagnan.

"You, why are you here?" Zhang Ang was a little surprised.

"Well, it was you who saved me at the beginning, I was a little strange at the time, how could an ordinary person have the secret healing potion made by our musket team. d'Artagnan spoke.

"Well, yes. Zhang Ang took off his mask, revealing his original face.

"Oh, it's a mask. D'Artagnan stepped in: "At first glance, I felt familiar, as if I were familiar, but I couldn't remember it, it turned out to be this mask." ”

"First of all, thank you for saving me, if I had been on the wall, I would probably have died. D'Artagnan bowed.

"Ah, this, it's okay, speaking of which, we are also ......" Before Zhang Ang could finish speaking, he saw a fist smash over.

He hurriedly took two steps back to dodge the blow: "What are you doing?"

"But why do you want to make Sophie sad?" said d'Artagnan, who looked up, had a look on his face full of anger.

"Hmm...... I have someone I like in my heart, I can't accept Sophie, I can't marry her, I can't fulfill that engagement, it's unfair to me and to Sophie. Zhang Ang was not angry and explained.

"That'...... Then why didn't you make it clear earlier, you know how sad Sophie was when you died, and how sad she was in the morning. D'Artagnan was still furious.

"I've always thought you're pretty good. Zhang Ang lowered his voice.

"What?" d'Artagnan didn't understand.

"But I don't think so now, you like Sophie, you love him and you want to be with her. Then when she is sad and lost, you should be by her side, comfort her, care for her, and find a way to enter her heart!

"But, but Sophie, she, she, she drove me ......," d'Artagnan took two steps back.

"I'm not for Sophie, you should have known that. I was low-minded and unambitious, and I could neither help her nor support her. And you are different, you have strength, ideals, and are willing to fight for her, help her, and care for her. Now that I'm out and about to leave Paris, why can't you be brave, don't be afraid of setbacks, and be more persistent in loving her, influencing her, and making her fall in love with you? Zhang Ang shouted loudly.

There was silence for a while.

"Thank you. ”

With that, d'Artagnan jumped up, turned into a line of fire, and rushed out of the hut, where he was gone.