Big cities are good as big cities, and small villages and towns are as wonderful as small villages and towns.

In a small place like Great British Town, if there is any wind and grass, it will not take a while, and everyone will know.

Yes, the young man who came with Jiang Feng was not troubled by this inn.

It's just that although the dishes in this small country are also unique, they are still difficult to enter everyone's eyes, especially the eyes of a culinary master.

The local chickens in the countryside, the green vegetables copied, and the cured wine that the farmers have treasured for many years.

However, these things obviously could not satisfy the young man beside Jiang Feng, at this time he was holding his chin with one hand and pointing chopsticks with the other hand again and again.

Seeing that the shopkeeper brought up another elbow, the young man beside Jiang Feng seemed to have reached the limit of patience at this time.

"Bang" slapped the table, and the huge movement made the shopkeeper tremble in fear.

The two masters in front of him are very different, and they are big people that even the Changle Gang dare not provoke. If this is an unhappy one, the shopkeeper is very doubtful that he will be able to see the sunrise tomorrow.

The young man said angrily at this time: "What the hell, is it eaten by humans?

The shopkeeper was startled, looked at the dishes on the table and in his hands, and then looked at Jiang Feng, and said, "Uncle, these dishes are all ......."

The young man then said angrily, "I told you to feed it to the dogs, did you hear that?"

However, at this time, Jiang Feng suddenly put the back of the chopsticks on the young man who had already stood up, and the strong internal force flowed out, and a stirring spirit made the young man suddenly unable to support it and sat down.

"It doesn't matter, put the food here!"

Jiang Feng, who turned his head, said to the shopkeeper, and his words made the originally nervous shopkeeper feel like he had been amnestied, nodded, and ran away as if he had to leave.

"I haven't asked you who you are all the way, do you know why?"

Although the young man was extremely smart, he couldn't think of a reason for Jiang Feng's behavior of never asking his name along the way.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should have the last name Huang. ”

As soon as Jiang Feng's words fell, the young man immediately reacted, although he didn't know how Jiang Feng learned his identity, but there was no doubt that his identity was no secret in front of the other party.

But seeing that she suddenly broke free of Jiang Feng's chopsticks, she opened her mouth to Jiang Feng and asked, "You already know who I am?"

The other party's words have obviously completely confirmed Jiang Feng's guess.

"Miss Huang don't be impatient, if the unique soft hedgehog armor in the world of Huang Yaoshi will be on a person who is not Huang Yaoshi, then it would be strange if this person is not his daughter Huang Rong!"

At this time, Huang Rong suddenly turned around angrily, as if she wanted to leave, but she couldn't help it, so she turned around and asked Jiang Feng again: "Okay, even if you know my identity, then why don't you let me take these vegetables to feed the dogs?"

At this time, Jiang Feng shook his head and said to Huang Rong: "The reason is very simple, this dish is for people to eat, not for dogs. ”

"You ......"

Without waiting for Huang Rong to speak, Jiang Feng immediately continued to speak: "This inn has gone up to the shopkeeper and down to Xiao Er, and they haven't done anything wrong. Yes, they don't know martial arts, and even if something unfair happens, they can't rely on their fists to protect themselves. But what they have always wanted is to rely on their own hands to work hard, struggle, and survive.

There are rules in the rivers and lakes, you can kill a Jianghu person, just because he threatens you. But you can't bully an ordinary person because you're in a bad mood, such a person doesn't deserve to be a real Jianghu person. ”

"You ......"

Huang Rong's words still couldn't be said, because she didn't know what to say.

"Yes, yes, to be able to say this, little doll, your character, you are always called a flower. ”

The two turned around at the sound and saw that it was a middle-aged beggar who spoke. This man has a rectangular face, a slight beard under his chin, thick hands and feet, his clothes are full of patching nails, but he is cleanly washed, and he holds a green bamboo cane in his hand, which is as clear as jade, and carries a large gourd with vermilion paint on his back.

The beggar walked up to the table of the two, and when he came in, his expression changed suddenly. In the blink of an eye, he found a broken bowl out of nowhere, stretched it out in front of the two, and said with a smile: "Two little brothers, let's send it away!"

That Huang Rong was already on top of his anger, and when he saw this beggar, he was about to have a seizure, but suddenly saw that his right hand holding the gourd only had four fingers, and one index finger was missing from the palm, and his heart was cold, and he suddenly thought that among the masters of the Central Plains that his father had mentioned to him, there seemed to be such a person.

At this time, Huang Rong's eyes rolled and she had already passed the whole local chicken, and said to the beggar: "Your old man will give you a comment, should this chicken be fed to the dog?"

"Hmm...... After taking a big breath on the local chicken, the middle-aged beggar raised his head, looked at the grinning Huang Rong, and said: "Such a good chicken, you actually want to feed the dog, fortunately you are not a disciple of the beggar gang, otherwise, the old flower will be the first to take you to feed the dog." ”

Seeing the middle-aged beggar's indignant look, Huang Rong proudly put the chicken in her hand at this time and said: "That's because you haven't eaten really good things, otherwise, you will definitely think that these dishes should be fed to dogs!"

"Oh, do you really have that craft?"

"We'll see!"

After that, Huang Rong turned to Xiao Er and said, "Xiao Er, take me to your kitchen here, and prepare two better big hens by the way." ”

Seeing this, Jiang Feng took out a piece of broken silver from his sleeve, threw it casually, and landed on the counter. Immediately, Jiang Feng said to Huang Rong: "Since your identity no longer needs to be hidden, then you'd better wash your hands and face." ”

"It's nature!"

As Huang Rong raised her head towards the kitchen, Jiang Feng suddenly turned his head at this time and said to the middle-aged beggar: "The old man of the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar Hong Qigong is not in the beggar gang to deal with big things, what do you want to do when you come to this remote town?"

was recognized, but Hong Qigong was not a little surprised, after all, Huang Rong's identity looked much more unrecognizable than him, but he still couldn't escape Jiang Feng's eyes. It is naturally not difficult to recognize him.

"Why, where Qingxuan Sword Jiangfeng can come, the old Huahua can't come? Although Nan Siqi's kung fu is not weak, but if he really wants to make a move, the old Huahua may not be afraid of them. ”

"Qigong, this is not good?"

"The good ones don't come!"