Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 952 The sad Chef Li Liu Wanmeng's footsteps are hasty, and her mood is uneasy. She never thought that her original uneasiness would become a fact.

Feng Xiaozhen in the study struggled for several hours before leaving, the sky was getting dark, and the figures of Li Miao and Feng Xiaoyu he was looking forward to did not come out for a long time.

Looking at Li Miao's room from a distance, Feng Xiaozhen didn't know what kind of mood he was in. Can Li Miao really become his brother-in-law?

What he cares most is not that Li Miao took away his sister's chastity, but that his father actually made such a despicable plan without telling him or his sister. He doesn't know how to face it their eyes.

Walking back to his room as if in a daze, Feng Xiaozhen didn't have any intention of having dinner, his mind was already in a mess.

"Dong dong dong." The door of his room was knocked suddenly, causing Feng Xiaozhen to raise his head suddenly.

"Who." Feng Xiaozhen shouted without thinking.

"It's me." Feng Yulin's deep voice came from outside the door, as if he could control his volume to prevent others from hearing it.

Feng Xiaozhen hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly walked to the door and opened the door.

It seems that Feng Xiaozhen deliberately avoided Feng Yulin's eyes, as if he didn't want to look at him more.

Feng Yulin understood his mood, he had also thought of such a day before, after entering the room, Feng Yulin closed the door, but did not sit down immediately.

"I'll leave after a few words." Feng Yulin said expressionlessly, as if the words in his heart had been delayed for a long time.

"I'm going to make tea." Feng Xiaozhen obviously didn't want to talk to Feng Yulin, as soon as he opened his mouth, he made excuses to avoid him.

"No need, Xiao Zhen, I just want to tell you something." Feng Yulin raised his voice slightly.

"Tell me." Feng Xiaozhen turned around, looked at the father in front of him whom he both respected and hated, and from the bottom of his heart he didn't want to communicate with him again.

There was a trace of melancholy in Feng Yulin's eyes, and he said calmly: "Xiao Zhen, things won't make you think so complicated, and the results you think will not happen, I just hope that you can pretend nothing happened, don't Let your actions become the condition for the two of them to doubt, can you understand what I mean?"

Hearing Feng Yulin's words, Feng Xiaozhen felt an inexplicable anger in his heart, because what Feng Yulin said, he understood that he wanted to hide this matter for him and cover up his mistake!

"I don't!" Feng Xiaozhen shouted without hesitation, he never thought that his father would be so brazen.

"Xiaozhen, if the ending that everyone was happy with is revealed because of your reluctance, then I can only say that you are a sinner, you are a sinner of Helingmen!" leave.

"Kang Dang." Feng Xiaozhen sat down on the chair, closed his eyes fiercely, his facial muscles twitched, his fists were clenched tightly, his heart suddenly became difficult.

He Lingmen had dinner relatively early, and the kitchen staff had already prepared dinner early and were drinking tea and resting in the kitchen.

I have always wondered about Chef Li, and I have always been puzzled. Even when he was cooking, he couldn't figure out what the hangover soup that Feng Yulin asked himself to make would have the effect of sobering up, because that Miso soup, in my own eyes, is no different from a vegetable soup.

Taking out the small white paper bag in his hand, Chef Li stared at it, and his mind kept flashing back and forth. He was very sure that there was no white powder on the edge of the pot before he took it Yes, and after I came back, I had these things inexplicably. Could it be that the head of the wind put them in?

With this idea, Chef Li began to feel uneasy, because he is the head of the back kitchen, the so-called head chef. , also bring him a bowl, and he wants to taste it too.

The more he thought about it, the more troubled Chef Li became. If these white powders were poisonous, the consequences would be unimaginable. Moreover, Master Feng said that he would drink it too!

However, if it is really poisonous, then it is possible that Sect Master Feng did not release it, and it is impossible for him to do something that poisoned himself.

Chef Li, who became more and more complicated as he thought about it, decided to taste the bag of white things in his hand. Although he is not as good as Li Shizhen, he can taste all kinds of herbs, but he has been a cook for decades, and basically tastes all ingredients and ingredients. However, he also made a lot of contributions to their freshness, so he can roughly judge what kind of seasoning it is just by tasting it!

After all, many Chinese medicinal herbs can also be used as seasonings. For example, in Shisanxiang, many are Chinese herbal medicines, such as cinnamon, angelica dahurica, and dried ginger in it, all of which are Chinese medicines.

Of course, if it's not a seasoning, but just a poison, then Chef Li is not afraid. Putting such a small dose on the tip of the tongue will not cause too much impact, unless it is extremely poisonous.

Moreover, if it is really poisonous, it has been several hours since the afternoon, and I am afraid that the person who drank the soup has already had problems, so there are signs that all the results will be known after tasting this bag of white powder .

Slowly opened it, looking at the white powder, Chef Li showed a deathly attitude, sniffed it slightly, but there was no smell, which strengthened Chef Li's determination to taste it.

Got it to his mouth, just as Chef Li stuck out his tongue and was about to lick a little, a figure suddenly broke in.

"Master Li, what are you doing?" The cook Xiao Tang wanted to ask Chef Li to go out to play cards, but he saw Chef Li hiding in the corner by himself, not knowing what he was doing.

"Ah!" Chef Li was startled, and for some reason, he poured a whole bag of white powder into his mouth.

"Master Li?" Xiao Tang was extremely puzzled to see Chef Li sneaking up instead of turning his head.

"Ah, what's up, what's up." Chef Li turned around, with a little bit of white powder sticking to the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, Master Li, what are you stealing again?" Xiao Tang saw Chef Li's appearance and knew that he must be stealing something.

"No, don't talk nonsense." Chef Li's expression had already betrayed him deeply, and the white powder at the corner of his mouth made his words self-defeating.

"Master Li, let's go play cards. I just had enough to eat and have nothing to do." Xiao Tang smiled and walked to Chef Li's side, because Xiao Tang had already noticed that Chef Li seemed to be holding something tightly in his hand.

"Stop beating, you have to beat you." Chef Li walked out after finishing speaking. As soon as he went out, Chef Li threw the small white paper bag on the ground.

Xiao Tang secretly followed, picked up the small paper bag, but found nothing.

A few minutes later, Chef Li still didn't feel anything in his room. Even he himself felt that he might be worrying too much, because if it was poison, he would have eaten all the powder, and it must have worked.

"Hey, it seems that I was worrying too much." Chef Li also felt extremely bored, so he went out to play cards with the group of people.

However, seeing that he was about to walk in front of the crowd, Chef Li suddenly felt hot in his chest, as if he was hiding in an air-conditioned room and suddenly broke into a high-temperature outdoor room.