Don’t be too poisonous to the concubine of the Wu family who was born in Wu

"I was dreaming...about the black market...spiritual beasts and the like?"

In a daze, Shangguan Marquis actually had fragments of memory pop up. When he was having a drink with the man in front of him last night, he seemed to have talked about this issue with the man in front of him, but they were all talking to him...

Could it be that he really had a dream last night?

At this moment, Marquis Shangguan really hesitated. If it was a dream...

After I wake up, shouldn’t I stop talking about those sensitive issues?

Just as Shangguan Marquis became more and more confused, Mishi's orphan had already seen through the other party's melancholy thoughts, and said with a wicked smile——

"Mr. Hou, how do you know about the black market? And...you don't have anything to do with it, right?"

When the orphan asked, Shangguan Marquis was immediately shocked. At this moment, he had made up his mind that he would never reveal too many thoughts about himself to this random boy.

"How could that be? What could I have to do with the black market?"

"But Mr. Hou, you talked in your sleep last night when you were drunk..."

"The black market is so famous, but which one of the martial arts dignitaries and nobles hasn't visited this place out of curiosity? I've only heard about his great reputation, and my father was lucky enough to take me there to gain more knowledge, that's all. , To be honest, this black market has become your iconic place in Nanxiang, why can’t we outsiders know about it?”

Marquis Shangguan didn't want to deal with the man in front of him anymore. Regardless of whether last night was true or false, or whether the other man was playing tricks on him or something like that, he had woken up this morning anyway. He should have said something or not. He should be a little more conscious.

It’s okay to say something or not. Once it’s over, don’t regret it or be melancholy. Once something happens, there’s no turning back...

If it was really as the boy in front of me said, wouldn't it be better?

You can fool yourself by talking drunkenly, let alone talking in your sleep?

And judging from this meaning, how much does this kid want to test himself? How can he give the other party a chance?

Thinking of this, Shangguan Marquis immediately became alert and immediately found a reason to choke back the other party's words.

Hearing this, the orphan of the world pretended to be shocked. His acting skills were also excellent. After being stunned for a long time, he scratched his head in embarrassment and said -

"Okay... It seems that Mr. Hou really doesn't remember what happened last night, but that's all. How can you take the dream seriously? Mr. Hou just needs to wake up from the alcohol. He also wants to make you some sobering soup. , I’m afraid that Mr. Hou will wake up with a foggy head this morning..."

Saying that, the orphan of the world pretended to look Shangguan Marquis up and down, then smiled slightly and said very politely——

"I see that Mr. Hou is in good spirits. It seems that this drink has no effect on Mr. Hou, so I feel relieved."

With that said, the orphan of the world turned around and picked up the hangover soup that was simmering on the stove, then turned around and poured it out quickly.

At this point, Shangguan Marquis was stunned and quickly stopped the other party.

"Master Mishi Gong, what are you doing?"

"Why keep the useless things? You're taking up a piece of my kitchen fire for nothing."

"To be honest, I am indeed a little confused. I would like to ask Mr. Yayo to leave this hangover soup for me."

Marquis Shangguan didn't wait for the orphan to react, but he quietly took the small casserole from the opponent's hand, looked at the opponent with a smile and said -

"Thank you for your thoughtful consideration, Mr. Miyo. I have troubled Mr. Miyo by coming here to bother you so much."

Having said this, Mishi Yigu was stunned, then waved his hand and said, "Master Hou, are you being polite to me again? This is just a trivial matter." With that said, Mishi Yigu turned around and went back to the work on the stove.

At this point, Marquis Shangguan lowered his head and looked at the smoking soup. It actually had a refreshing fragrance, which was not like the usual bitter soup.

Then, Marquis Shangguan asked curiously: "Is this sobering soup?"

While busy steaming steamed buns, Mishi Yigu said over and over again: "Alas."

In order to confirm his idea, Marquis Shangguan lowered his head and took a good smell.

"How come this sweet taste doesn't have the bitter taste of medicinal herbs?"

The orphan of the world smiled slightly and said: "This is my special hangover soup. The raw materials are all flowers and plants, so it is not more difficult to drink than those bitter soups. You can also drink some herbal tea to wake up on weekdays."

After hearing this, Marquis Shangguan didn't feel like opening his eyes. He sniffed the smell again out of curiosity. The pleasant fragrance deeply aroused his curiosity. He just lowered his head and moved his mouth up unconsciously.

Just when Marquis Shangguan's mouth was about to touch the edge of the casserole, the orphan of the world screamed and stopped him -

"Master Hou, please wait!"

At this moment, Shangguan Marquis had a clever idea and just came to his senses. When he raised his head and looked back at the other party, he didn't know when the other party was already close to him.

Marquis Shangguan was surprised and his mouth opened wide. Just when he was about to say something, the orphan of Mi Shi had already snatched the casserole from the opponent's hand and complained with a smile——

"Why are you so careless, Master? Do you know how high this casserole is? If you drink it, big and small bubbles will appear at regular intervals... If Master really wants to try it, it is safe to pour it into a cup and drink it. "

As he spoke, Mishi Yigu couldn't help but pick up the bamboo cup next to the stove, raised the soup in the casserole high, and let it flow down the water. A fragrance hit his nostrils, and the smell became stronger.

Shangguan Marquis looked at the smooth movements, neat hands and feet, and the relaxed feeling of meeting people and things, and he had new thoughts in his heart.

Is this person really an ordinary person?

Just when Marquis Shangguan was looking at the orphan again, the other party sent your bamboo cup filled with hangover soup to Marquis Shangguan in front of him with a smile.

Marquis Shangguan hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Thank you."

After the orphan smiled and nodded, he turned around and walked quickly back to the stove.

Marquis Shangguan looked at the cup in his hand. When the smoke gradually dissipated, he carefully took a sip along the edge of the cup.

This mouthful was a surprise. The aroma of flowers and plants flowed down my mouth and into my abdominal cavity, not to mention the taste.

Shangguan Marquis seemed to be addicted, so he drank one after another. The more he drank, the sweeter it became.

"Is there any sugar in this?"

Shangguan Marquis asked curiously.

The orphan smiled and shook his head: "There are very few condiments in the things I make. They are basically the original taste of the food. If Mr. Hou thinks this hangover tea is sweet, there is no need to question it. This is the original taste of the flowers and plants. . This incredible sweetness is mild and moderate. If it is more, it will feel cloying. If it is less, it will feel less flavorful. Such just the right taste is a gift from nature and people."