Fake Mechanic

Mu Yuehai's hand trembled at Xiang Yu's words, and he couldn't control his strength at once, and the thick pear wood cutting board cracked a big hole with a crack.

Mu Yuehai raised her head slowly, looked at Xiang Yu with complicated eyes, "You know."

The other party didn't directly deny it, Fatty was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he figured it out. For a person like Mu Yuehai, if he was struggling, how could he be so proficient in the way of swordsmanship? Knowing that he was a semi-disabled person who couldn't even hold a table knife steadily for more than ten years.

The fat man lowered his eyes, smiled and said, "I still know a lot of things, but I didn't take this matter seriously before ten seconds ago."

Mu Yuehai said with a wry smile, "Now you know, I hope you can keep this secret for me. Of course, if you learned it from someone else, maybe it can no longer be considered a secret."

"Don't worry, at least I didn't tell me personally, otherwise I wouldn't say that I didn't take it seriously." The fat man glanced at the thick cutting board and continued, "I met Pei Qingyi not long ago, to be honest, She is really suitable for you, if you are not so scheming."

Mu Yuehai turned the cutting board in front of him in a different direction, trying to avoid the gap and continue cutting the shallots, but the speed of cutting the knife was obviously much slower than before.

"Yes, but if that's the case, she won't be Miss Pei anymore."

"Is the child in her belly yours? You can choose not to answer this question, it doesn't matter."

This time Mu Yuehai didn't miss again, and the knife was still clean and crisp, just shook his head slightly, "No, the relationship between me and Tsing Yi is not what you think, maybe it should be said to be much simpler than you think."

"Do you know that Operation Melting Gold was her idea?"

Mu Yuehai's eyes flickered, and he shook his head again, "It turns out that the Federation named this operation, Melting Gold, which is quite appropriate."

Suddenly discovering that the scallions had almost turned into pureed scallions, Mu Yuehai laughed at himself again, raised his hand and wiped off all the condiments on the cutting board, took a handful of shallots and garlic, and continued to cut, "I Although I knew what Tsing Yi would do, she didn't make it clear, after the Xiaoman Mountain incident, I realized that what she was implying was to kidnap those wealthy children from Qingcheng as a bargaining chip in exchange for her passport to the Federation."

Xiang Yu frowned, and didn't speak for a long time, but he felt a lot of slander in his heart, brother-in-law, brother-in-law, what do you think you and Pei Qingyi are singing, I think you, the sword master of Qingcheng, have some negligence. Knowing that the kidnapping and extortion of those rich children who were born with golden spoons in their mouths was planned by Pei Qingyi, but pretending to be confused with understanding, is this called deep love and deep protection?

Although Mu Yuehai didn't raise his head, he smelled something from Xiang Yu's silence, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you think I did something wrong? To let him go?"

The fat man who was guessed in his mind coughed in embarrassment, "A little bit."

Mu Yuehai stopped the knife and asked back, "Let me ask you, where did the kidnapping happen?"

"Jazixing Fengducheng, you are talking about the Xiaomanshan incident, why are you asking me?"

"The Triangular Galaxy is not the imperial capital Qingcheng, it doesn't even belong to the Imperial Galaxy, that is to say, it is not within my jurisdiction, and those who were plotted by Tsing Yi are also not within the Sixth Service of the Royal Family. It is neither my territory nor what I want to protect. People, do you still think I did something wrong? Although I know that Tsing Yi did this, I just guessed, and I can't go to the Federation to arrest people and come back for interrogation without any proof?"

Mu Yuehai's words sounded coherent, Fatty suddenly became dumb, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, he laughed and said, "Hey, I really didn't see it, brother-in-law, you are also a lotus tongue with iron teeth and copper teeth."

The water in the pot behind Mu Yuehai boiled, and it kept making noises. Mu Yuehai turned around and took out the noodle shop that had already been kneaded from the refrigerator, tore off the plastic wrap wrapped around it, and took it out from the knife holder Here comes a pocket knife.

Only then did the fat man realize that the breakfast the Imperial Sword Master was talking about turned out to be sliced ​​noodles.

Mu Yuehai's technique of using a knife is indeed an art, and I don't see how he shows off his technique, but the whole set of movements is as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water, with a slight shaking of the wrist, and the blade back and forth. With spirituality, it drew a neat arc and flew into the boiling water pot accurately.

"Three or two?"

Mu Yuehai didn't stop, and still had the strength to turn around and ask Xiang Yu.

The fat man was stunned for half a second, then nodded and said, "Well, that's enough."

Mu Yuehai also nodded, and then turned his face away, as if the two of them were chatting about unnecessary gossip just now, but now, eating a bowl of delicious sliced ​​noodles is more important to him than anything else.

Fatty couldn't help feeling emotional, at this time Mu Yuehai, who was devoting himself to cooking all kinds of ingredients, didn't look like an imperial swordsman, but he was clearly a good man at home, and it was absolutely true to say that he was a traditional man.

Sliced ​​scallions, minced garlic, and some bright red peppers for coloring, together with various seasonings such as oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar, a large bowl of fragrant noodles was served on the table in a short while.

Although the kitchen was big, there was no dining table, and the two sat on both sides of an open dining table, each looking at what was in front of them, but neither of them moved their chopsticks first.

Mu Yuehai stared at Xiang Yu for several seconds, and finally couldn't help laughing, "What's the matter, don't tell me you don't like this."

The fat man shook his head.

Mu Yuehai said again, "That's why I'm still thinking about Xiaoman Mountain, so don't worry too much, I have my own discretion in this matter, and ah, it's no big deal for the emperor to arrange people to monitor me, since he is in the Golden Palace Maybe I have a sword, it is understandable that there are a few small mosquitos in my house, after all, if the chair wants to sit firmly, there must be more thoughts that ordinary people don't have..."

Mu Yuehai was still persuading, but the fat man interrupted him.

"No, you didn't guess right, I just feel a little sorry."

"What's the pity, it's strange that I make you sliced ​​noodles with the sword hand?"

The fat man turned his eyes away from the bowl of sliced ​​noodles that were delicious in color and flavor, looked directly at Mu Yuehai and said something seriously.

"I'm just a little regretful. It's not me, but your sister who should accompany you to eat this bowl of noodles."