A prostitute of rebirth

Chapter 397
Countless black lines slid down from everyone's foreheads, and they couldn't help laughing again.

"Master, good boy, don't be in a hurry if you want to eat. If you stay in the kitchen, the people working outside will worry about whether you ate their food. In this way, the work speed will be slower. It's hard for you to want to eat." Murong Xiaoxiao calmly patted Old Man Yudan on the back, comforting him like a child.

She is said to be a white-eyed wolf, a little black-hearted ghost, but who is it? Did she call him back?What's more, she was the one who took care of the master during those three years, not to mention washing and cooking, but also squeezed his shoulders and beat his back. Is there such a poor disciple as her?
"You're right." Old Man Yudan thought for a while, then nodded and admitted.

"So, you go to the yard to supervise their work, and if you hang out in front of them, they will feel at ease. The fish will be processed as soon as possible, and we can make food as soon as possible."

Old man Yudan nodded frequently as he listened, and this time he didn't want to stay in the kitchen. A branch appeared out of nowhere and slapped the table: "Hurry up, hurry up, let's go to work. If anyone is slow, don't eat dinner tonight." .”

Snapped--

"What about you, why are you running so slowly, you don't want to eat anymore."

One of them ran a step slower, and his buttocks were whipped by old man Yudan's branch. From outsiders, it seemed that he didn't use much force, but that person felt the burning pain in his buttocks, and ran to the front in three steps at a time.

Wow, seniors are serious.

The moonlight is like ink, and a waning moon appears and disappears in the clouds.

In the small building behind Xiangpiao Building, the lights are bright. In the main hall, there are two tables with a table full of dishes. As far as the eye can see, they are all delicacies made of fish, occasionally accompanied by a few vegetables. All of a sudden, the large bowl in the middle contained cooked crabs. Before the taste was over, everyone was attracted by the fragrance and color, and their stomachs began to sing empty city tricks.

"Xiao'er, I can't believe that so many dishes are made by you." Lian Anning looked at the table full of dishes in amazement, perverted, she really didn't know what there was, but Xiaoer couldn't.

"Well, feel ashamed of yourself, aren't you? You are also a woman, you really have to learn from the boss." Nangong Qi found a seat and sat down, looking at the delicious food on the table with bright eyes, and the hand holding the chopsticks was about to move. If the sixth prince hadn't come yet, he really wanted to start.

bah—

The head was slapped heavily, and then Lian Anning's teeth grinding voice sounded: "Nangong Qi, your skin is itchy, aren't you?"

Just say itchy skin, she will scratch him well.

Isn't it just cooking a table of dishes? Wait, sooner or later she will be like Xiao'er, and she will definitely surprise you Nangong Qi.

While speaking, Huangfu Moxie walked in, put on the silver mask again, and under the candlelight, there was a gloomy cold light. Behind him was the swaying Huangfu Shen Yan.

He had just been put down, his head was still in a daze, and he had double images of everything, it was too much, and he would not offend Sixth Brother if he was killed in the future.

When Huangfu Moxie saw an old man sitting beside Murong Xiaoxiao, his brows slightly raised, his slightly closed black eyes were thoughtful, and soon, he strode forward, and made a gesture of clasping his fists at the old man Yudan. Yi: "This junior has met senior Yudan."

The old man Yudan turned sideways, with a flash of admiration in his eyes, he secretly looked at Huangfu Moxie. Although his mask covered his face, his body was filled with a natural domineering, as if he was the supreme in the world.

No one told him his identity, but he was able to confirm that he was old man Yudan just by observing. This kind of meticulous attention to detail is really rare.

Murong smiled slightly startled, and then introduced: "Master, he is my husband, Huangfu Moxie."

"Oh, it turned out to be the sixth prince. I have long heard that the sixth prince was buried in the flames of the Northern Palace. I didn't expect to appear in the capital as the unparalleled city lord. Since you are Xiao'er's husband, don't call me senior. Call me Master."

"Yes, master." Huangfu Moxie shouted respectfully.

The surprise in my heart flashed away, and I was not particularly curious about Old Man Yudan knowing his other identity. Everyone in the world praised Old Man Yudan as miraculous, and it was not surprising that he could know things that outsiders did not know.

After seeing the other side of old man Yudan, everyone disapproved of his serious appearance at the moment, man, you really can't just look at the surface.

"It's all here, let's start." Seeing that everyone sat down one after another, the old man Yudan said happily, holding up his chopsticks.

As soon as his words fell, the people sitting at the same table immediately rolled up the dishes on the table like wind and clouds. If they hadn't seen the edible side of old man Yudan, they might be more polite, but they just saw it. I know that if I don't act quickly, I may not be full.

Huangfu Moxie looked at the faceless servant in front of him, and his hand holding the chopsticks trembled. Is this his subordinate?Why are they so ignorant of the rules, the master hasn't moved his chopsticks yet, how could they do this, it's too embarrassing for him.

His black eyes sank, and just as he was about to sternly yell, a soft palm touched his arm. Looking sideways, he saw Murong Xiaoxiao shook his head at him, with an impatient smile in his eyes.

Did he miss something?
"Hey, hey, how can you bully me like this old man, don't you know how to respect the old, ahh, my fish head, don't grab my fish head."

Old man Yudan complained, seeing that the fish head he was looking for was caught by a pair of chopsticks, he immediately snatched it away, and without speaking, he opened his mouth and ate it fiercely.

As a result, at the table with old man Yudan, a battle for food started, and the people at the other table secretly rejoiced that they ran fast and took the seat at the other table.

Huangfu Moxie stared blankly at his unappreciative subordinate, completely different from his usual calm and indifferent image, although he was a little dissatisfied, but there was a trace of warmth in his heart, such heartfelt happiness, he had almost never been around I've seen them.

And he has never experienced the feeling of having so many people eating around a table. Although he did not regard Leng Yun and the others as outsiders, he has never eaten at the same table, let alone be as indifferent as he is today. In the small scenes, it turns out that regardless of the shackles of identity, warmth is everywhere.

(End of this chapter)