I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 33 Her news must be detailed

"Charging is completed and the system restarts successfully. Use the shortcut system to reach the pinnacle of life! The shortcut system version 1.1 is happy to serve you!"

Okay, just now I couldn’t find anything, so I relied on the help of my enemies to solve the problem.Luo Qianhuai didn't like it in his heart.

It is undoubtedly unrealistic to just activate the system to escape now.When I rented a car before, I had told the other party that I lived in Shouquan, and that I could run away from the monks but not from the temple.

What's more, she couldn't bear to part with the donkey cart's cargo.

An hour later, a homing pigeon flapped its wings and landed in Wei Cang's palm.

"Young Master." He hurriedly entered the room and handed over a piece of silk with a solemn expression: "The news came from Wei Zhi. After Zhang Qing dressed up, he met Mrs. Luo and went with him."

Mr. Mo, who was sitting on the couch writing a letter, suddenly stopped writing.

He took the plain silk and only glanced at it, a cold look appeared on his face.

Wei Cang, who was below, bowed, feeling the increasingly lower air pressure in the room, and did not dare to let out any air.

This Mrs. Luo is so careless and disappointing.

Ashes fell from his fingertips, and Mr. Mo sighed leisurely, with a cold and quiet voice: "Sweep the bed and wait. Haha, the relationship between them is quite close."

"Since there is such a friendship, could it be that Zhang Qing was really acting for Mrs. Luo before?" Luo Cang's voice was like a mosquito.

"Not entirely." Mr. Mo didn't want to tell his subordinates about the scandal that he had been subjected to: "It's just that in this way, the identity of Mrs. Luo has been revealed."

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Wei Cang's forehead, and he immediately knelt down and said, "This subordinate is incompetent and is in danger of being taken advantage of by a traitor. Please punish me, Master!"

Mr. Mo just ignored him: "You just said that Wei Zhi's life is fine, but he only injured one leg?"

"Yes, Zhang Qing's move should be just a warning. It's just that his subordinates don't quite understand why they didn't silence him."

"It doesn't matter whether she is silenced or not." Mr. Mo lowered his eyes. When he opened them again, he was as indifferent as snow: "Send a message and order Wei Ying to keep an eye on her in person. Every day, every detail of her whereabouts must be reported."

"Yes."

"I will edit the book for Brother Meng later, try to transfer Zhang Qing, and then deal with it." He tapped the case with his hand: "This matter is not urgent. The most important thing right now is to find Dong as soon as possible. Lotus."

"I was about to report it to the young master. I also have a clue about this matter, and it is still related to Mrs. Luo."

"Oh?" Mr. Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

Luo Qianhuai didn't know that he had been included in Mr. Mo's disposal list.

It was almost dusk when we returned to Shouquan, snowflakes were drifting in the sky and the ground was dark. All the residents had retreated into their houses, and no one was around.

This was exactly what Luo Qianhuai wanted. She bought so many things, and she didn't want to be seen by the residents. What's more, there was a time bomb like Zhang Qing with her.

After driving the donkey cart into Chai Fei, Zhang Qing started to help unload the goods without saying a word, and then took the initiative to chop wood to light the stove. His movements were so skillful that Luo Qianhuai was a little impressed.

No matter what, the people were shouting and killing them before they even entered the door, and they really seemed to want her to treat them to dinner, which made her feel more and more that the little plan in her heart might actually come true.

In this era, the cooking skills she has mastered are unprecedented. When the time comes, Zhang Qing will be so good at eating that he will not be willing to kill her.

She first opened the newly made iron pots and frying pans according to the steps of later generations, then took out the ingredients and seasonings purchased today and cooked them carefully.First, cut a small half piece of fatter pork belly, make snow-white and delicate lard and set aside. Then cut the remaining meat into thin slices, stir-fry over medium heat until the oil color is clear, then add bean paste and garlic sprouts and stir-fry.

After a while, the strong aroma of salt-fried meat drifted into the inner room.

This is probably the first stir-fried dish since the founding of the People's Republic of China.Although Zhang Qing has traveled far and wide and has extensive knowledge, he has never known this taste. He only felt that his mouth was salivating and his stomach was rumbling, which was unbearable.

Luo Zhao was worse than him.Although he had already eaten biscuits on the way, he was hungry very quickly when he was growing taller.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Luo Qianhuai to put the food on the table.

White rice, salt-fried pork, braised pork ribs in soy sauce, vinegar-coated cabbage, and a bowl of snow-white bone soup with green onion sprinkled on top.

The oil lamp was dim and the aroma of food filled the room, blocking out the howling wind and snow.

Zhang Qing looked at the table full of dishes he had never seen before and smelled the fragrant aroma, feeling his index finger moving.

Although Luo Zhao was young, he could endure his greed and waited patiently for his sister and Zhang Qing to sit down before sitting down and looking at Luo Qianhuai eagerly.

Luo Qianhuai sat down on his knees upright: "Zhang Jianzong, since you are honored to come to this humble residence, please give me a taste of my little girl's cooking skills."

Zhang Qing took a sip of the soup first and found it fragrant, mellow and salty.He picked up another piece of salt-fried pork and put it into his mouth. His eyes immediately became so bright that he couldn't help but pick it up one by one with chopsticks, unable to stop at all.

He is like this, let alone Luo Zhao.The two of them were like a whirlwind, and they finished the meal in just a short time.

Luo Qianhuai was afraid that his little brother would accumulate food, so he kicked him off the table and arranged for him to wash up and go to bed first. Then he cleared away the cups, added two more side dishes, heated up the rice wine, and drank with Zhang Qing at the same table.

To be honest, until this moment, she was still feeling a drum in her stomach, and even her smile was forced out.

For a cold-blooded swordsman who can kill people at will, no matter how cheerful and sunny he looks, he still has to be cautious.

"Zhang Jianzong is such a trustworthy person." She poured wine for Zhang Qing with a smile: "I said I would come back to look for my daughter, so I came as promised. I wonder why I spent so much time on it?"

Zhang Qing raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl without saying a word. He just looked at Luo Qianhuai and smiled, making her feel scared.

"No, we are all adults, we can discuss it if we have anything to say. Although my daughter has offended you before, she was forced by the situation and not her true intention." Luo Qianhuai said with a guilty conscience.

"We can't talk about offending or anything." Zhang Qing waved his hand and put away his smile.

Luo Qianhuai's heart trembled, knowing that the real drama was coming.It was like this in TV dramas in previous lives. A small character offended a big boss, and the other person said it was okay, then turned around and stabbed him. She had seen it a lot.

"Madam Luo." Zhang Qing's eyes were bright: "Qing's parents are both dead, and he is weak in his youth. He makes a living by sword. Although he has no fixed place, he still has a lot of money."

Luo Qianhuai was confused when he heard this.This Zhang Jianzong was so eccentric that he had to report his wealth before killing people?

But wait a minute, what did he say just now, that he is still young? The best swordsman in the world is only 20 years old now?He looked so young and mature. No wonder he had such a big reaction on the road before.

Luo Qianhuai sighed inwardly, but said in his mouth: "Zhang Jianzong, I really have no right to comment on your private affairs."

In fact, I don't care. I just hope that you, the old man, will show your noble hand and disappear as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)