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Chapter 442 The Evil Scholar (Subscribe)

However, Meng Zhao and Zhu'er pretended to be a poor couple, but they were not qualified to enjoy delicious food.

Ben was reluctant to take out money to join the caravan and rush to Nan'an County City together. Where did he get the spare money to eat and drink?Aren't you afraid of being suspicious?

So Meng Zhao just let Zhu'er sit comfortably in the straw-covered donkey cart, went to the tavern by himself and spent a few pennies, ordered three big cakes and a jug of water, which was regarded as lunch for the two of them.

Zhu'er looked at her handing it to her. Although it was exuding heat, it was hard to hide the dry and hard to swallow. A pair of beautiful big eyes, the only one that had not been changed by the disguise, stared at Meng Zhao angrily, as if she was questioning her with her eyes. ,
"You just let me eat this?"

Although Zhu'er is a maid, she has been by Tan Cai'er's side since she was a child. Everything she eats, lives in, and uses is high-quality, top-grade. food?

It would be fine if it was served as a side dish of the staple food, but it turned out to be a flatbread with clear water, which was an unprecedented torture for her pampered body.

Although Meng Zhao understood Zhu'er's dissatisfaction and questioning, he didn't intend to explain anything. After all, beside the donkey cart, there were many people scattered around resting together, who were reluctant to go to the tavern for consumption, and said with a gentle smile,
"Since you're not hungry, keep it for now, and eat when you're hungry."

With that said, Meng Zhao sat back on the donkey cart again, facing the winter sun, bit off a large pancake, and ate it with relish. The taste was indeed not very good, but it was better than satisfying hunger.

Zhu'er looked at Meng Zhao with a little surprise, as if it was hard to understand that such a well-born, well-clothed guy could be so used to such rough food, he really looked like a poor man who was at the bottom.

But it was not long before Pearl began to laugh.

The bearded man was holding a yellow kraft paper bag in his hand, striding towards them, and before he got close, he could smell a strong fragrance.

"Er Gouzi, here, a big man can only satisfy his hunger by eating this kind of rough food, but it will damage his body. Your body is good, so you can't lose your body."

Big Beard is really good at playing Jiang Ergou to Meng Zhao. He specially bought cooked food from the tavern and sent it with his heart.

Meng Zhaogang wanted to refuse, but he didn't expect the little girl Zhu'er to be so shameless, she stretched out her hand to take it with a smile, because she couldn't speak, she could only open her mouth and exhale to express her gratitude.

The bearded man looked dissatisfied at the ugly, fat country woman that Eyeball was pretending to be, but didn't say anything, just nodded at Meng Zhao, and went back to the tavern to continue drinking.

Zhu'er didn't care that she was despised by others, she quickly opened the kraft paper with both hands, and saw that inside was chopped beef in bright red sauce weighing about one catty, and a grilled chicken that was crispy and tempting.

Zhu'er was not polite, she grabbed a piece of beef and started to bite it. After eating a few pieces, she remembered something and pushed the kraft paper towards Meng Zhao with some heartache. Obviously, although the little girl was protecting the food, But also know the severity.

Meng Zhao is not too polite, he is not a masochist, if he can eat well, he will not lose his mouth and stomach, and his mouth will be full of oil.

Taking the time, when Zhu'er was not paying attention, he took out a special pill and fed it to the young dragon wrapped around his waist.

Fortunately, he was far-sighted, and raised the feeding work of the young jiao to the schedule early in the morning, so as to ensure that the growth and development of the young jiao was not affected. Otherwise, there are many crises around, and it is difficult to ensure that the existence of the young jiao will not be discovered.

And just as he and Zhu'er were feasting, outside the tavern, another large group of people came clattering.

I saw that each of these guys was tall and big, holding a murder weapon, with a ferocious expression on his face, and he was too embarrassed to look up without a scar on his face. He belonged to the kind that could frighten children with just a glance, and he was a villain. .

The big man headed by him was even more ferocious. He was eight feet five inches tall, carrying a thick-backed golden ring machete, and his arms puffed out, as if he had a lot of strength.

Coupled with the full beard and tousled hair, he looked like a brave and macho man.

But the No. [-] person next to him was a little different, more precisely, he was a bit out of tune with the temperament of the entire team.

His facial features are handsome, even slightly feminine, his skin is fair, and he wears a scarf on his head. He looks like a Confucian who has read a lot of poetry and books. He ran among bandits, and he looked like a mountain deer mixed with wolves.

Zhu'er's mouth was full of greasy food, but when she saw this white-faced scholar-like person, her delicate body trembled.

The chubby body shivered because of the padded coat and the accessories stuffed inside, and leaned towards Meng Zhao unobtrusively. At the same time, he lowered his head, trying his best to reduce his sense of existence.

Meng Zhao knew that Qian Jiao would attack him, and he never relaxed in his heart. He immediately sensed something wrong with Zhu'er, and guessed that among the group of people, Zhu'er probably knew Zhu'er and was sent by Qian Jiao. master.

Fortunately, although Zhu'er's performance is exaggerated, it is not surprising in the overall environment, because all the people in the caravan who are resting outside, after seeing this group of fierce men who came suddenly, generally The above reactions were similar, and each of them was terrified to death.

Don't be afraid, you don't need to fight. You can tell with your eyes that this group of people is definitely not a good guy. It is estimated that they have done more than one act of robbing houses. Maybe they are targeting the goods of their caravan.

Right now, those who can compete with this group of people are all cool in the tavern, and the rest are a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, who have no power to fight back, so each of them dare not take a breath. After urinating under a tree, he was taken aback immediately, and felt disgusted all over his body.

Although Meng Zhao was a little worried, he was not afraid.

Not to mention that he is now disguised, the other party may not recognize him, even if they recognize him, they will not be his opponent. The only thing I am afraid of is that Qian Jiao is also nearby. , he was afraid that he was going to run away, but he might not be able to escape.

Therefore, for the sake of prudence, he behaved no differently from Pearl and those timid people around him, keeping his head tightly huddled, hugging Pearl, and pretending to be very frightened.

That guy with handsome features, soft face, and a scholar-like appearance even had eyeliner drawn on the corners of his eyes, which was a bit evil. He glanced at this group of people silently, and suddenly lost interest.

How could it be possible for Meng Zhao to hide among a group of ants that can't stand on the stage and can be crushed to death?

Therefore, he quickly shifted his attention and said something to the bearded man holding a thick-backed golden ring machete. The group dismounted very neatly, without even looking at the frightened caravan group, and walked arrogantly. Step, go to the tavern.

It has to be said that sometimes empiricism kills people.

(End of this chapter)