Ming Shuyan Changjing

Chapter 37 Are you still satisfied?

When Jiang Shao returned to the Duke's Mansion, he went to the old man's place first as usual.

The old man smiled and said that her blind date had been arranged, and he asked her to spare two days to make two bright clothes.

Jiang Shao responded one by one, and returned to Lan Yuan as quickly as possible.

The maids outside the courtyard greeted Jiang Shao, and when they saw Feng He, the two maids showed doubts and murmured together, "Why did Sister Feng He come in with Miss?"

"Didn't she come back half an hour ago and never go out?"

Jiang Shao stopped abruptly, and looked back at the servant girl, the two servant girls only felt that the light was on their backs, and hurriedly separated.

Feng He drew her sword, and walked open the door. After a few seconds, she quickly retreated out.

The moment he looked back at Jiang Shao, apart from shock, there was unbelievable panic in his eyes.

Seeing this, Jiang Shao took a deep breath, touched the dagger in his hand, and walked in.

But in front of the dressing table, he saw a woman sitting with her back standing, and in the bronze mirror in front of the woman was Jiang Shao's face.

The woman turned around and looked at Jiang Shao with a smile.

The hairs stood on end for a while, and goosebumps shot up all over his body in an instant. Jiang Shao stared at the face that was exactly the same as his own in disbelief.

It was a face that even she couldn't see the flaws. The small mole on the tip of the nose and the small fluff on the sideburns, even the blown hairs, were exactly the same!
Jiang Shao said, "Who are you?"

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"Master, that cook knows nothing but the dishes on the menu at Yuemanlou"

"I can't even make that Laoshizi Dakou tea."

The man who leaned against him sneered, and said casually: "So, I spent 12 silver tickets to buy a piece of trash?"

The man in black knelt down on one knee, staring at the floor, and said, "Master, forgive me, I will take someone to smash the Yueman building immediately!"

The man in the upper seat covered his mouth and coughed for a while, then looked at another man in black, and said, "Zhinan, tell me."

The black-clothed man who was called out laughed at the kneeling man with a smile on his lips, "You really have a lot of makeup on you, and your brain has been filled with lead."

"From the perspective of the root cause, it is useless for you to smash the building for ten months, it will only waste manpower."

"If you want me to say, since the Moon Man Tower can be uprooted once and last for a long time, there must be a military division behind it. If this is the case, if the general division is tied up and used by the master, are you afraid of starvation?"

"Hey——Master, calm down. I'm going to the Duke's Mansion right now!"

The man who was leaning on him stroked the teacup and said meaninglessly, "No hurry, I'll eat new dishes tomorrow."

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"laugh."

The mask was torn off, revealing a small and exquisite face. The woman half-kneeled and saluted, and said respectfully: "Sang Yu has seen the master."

Jiang Shao heaved a sigh of relief, suppressed his palpitations secretly, leaned over to help him up, "Your meeting ceremony is really too big."

The woman chuckled, "Is the master still satisfied?"

Jiang Shao said: "Not bad."

With the supernatural ability to change faces at will, what else is there to be afraid of Jiang Shao?

Even if you go to the palace, you can roughly do it.

Such a character is far from being measured by money.

At the same time, she was also grateful that such a kindness fell in the alley.

Feng He went out with a straight face.

She recalled that when she was about to stab with the sword just now, she saw the face in the bronze mirror, which was exactly the same as the young lady's face. She was frightened, quickly put the sword back, and retreated out of the house.

Then she panicked.

Fortunately, the one inside is also loyal to Miss, otherwise, even if he risked his life, it would be no problem to die with her.

"Then you have to admit the wrong person."

Fenghe hit the wall helplessly.

This act of killing her heart was simply trying to plant a demon in her heart.

Jiang Shao didn't sleep well that night, and always felt that another self would appear out of thin air.

After tossing and turning a few times, she got up and grabbed a handful of coriander thorns, and went to the small kitchen in her yard.

After a while, a few uninvited guests came to the door of the kitchen.

The uninvited guest was very intuitive, and he took the bowls and chopsticks and waited outside the door.

Even Sang Yu, who just arrived today, smelled it and got some.

Jiang Shao didn't care, cooked a pot as usual, took his own and left, the rest was up to their own good luck.

Feng He held a bowl in each hand, and with her "charismatic" support, Qiu Shan gritted his back teeth and gave up the first place.

Anyway, it's so late, the Duke of the Kingdom and the adoptive father won't come to share a bowl no matter what, just when he heard a sound of breathing, Qiushan turned his head and looked, "Hey", when will there be another dominatrix in Lanyuan ?

"Mother Yaksha" Sang Yu greeted the two with a smile. She introduced herself behind Akiyama, smiling and calling herself a ghost mother.

Akiyama shuddered at what he said, and almost believed it.

He bah bah twice, and squeezed Sang Yu, who was calmly jumping in line, to the back.

"When I was beating ghosts, you were still peeing on the kang!" Qiu Shan complained to Jiang Shao, "Miss, your threshold is too low."

Hearing this, Jiang Shao smiled and waved his hands, taking a mouthful of sour noodle soup.

Boy, your luck is yet to come.

This wave, I stand Sang Yu!
Feng He held a bowl in one hand, and when she crossed the Qiushan Mountain, she shook her head and said calmly: "The road to Slap Face is a smooth and straight short road."

After she finished speaking, she left, and couldn't help feeling that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.

The last calf was already running errands for others, and he ran happily and carefully, for fear that if he frowned over there, he would lose all his previous efforts!
"Uncle Wang—you eat the noodles." Feng He presented it with both hands, not forgetting to hand over a pair of chopsticks.

Sang Yu stared at the bottomless Bai Cui in the basin, slipped forward and rolled up a chopstick, scooped up half a bowl of soup and left, ignoring the howling Qiu Shan behind him.

Sang Yu looked at the bowl carefully, a strange fragrance came to his nostrils, with a strong sour smell.

The noodles were smooth, and there were two pieces of emerald green coriander floating in the soup, and a piece of bright red chili that grew obliquely.

Hot and sour, hot and sour, engulfing each other into the throat, Sang Yu stared at the almost dark delicacy in the bowl, and couldn't help being blinded by the water vapor.

The cook in charge of Yuemanlou was replaced, but the shopkeeper did not panic at all, and took out a Mixin from his pocket. Not long after, the restaurant launched new dishes.

The new chef was full of confidence, and he put on his apron and started working with enthusiasm.

The shopkeeper didn't panic at all. Fortunately, he saved a hand last time.

The dish that the lady was not satisfied with, he thought it was very unique, the taste was really delicious, and the ingredients were simple, so he silently memorized it.

When he received the notice yesterday that he was going to replace the cook, he knew that the opportunity had come.

The ingredients are very unique, and it is impossible for the market to have them, so he took a few guys and went to find them himself. Fortunately, the hard work paid off.

Come back full.

Leave a messy bamboo forest.

(End of this chapter)