Waste materials against the sky: the emperor's only favorite daughter-in-law

Chapter 125 Overlord Meal

Mo Jiuxie understood it, and lightly picked it up a little, and when he tasted it, complex expressions appeared on his face.

"What's this made of? Why can't I taste its original taste? But this taste is still great!"

An Mujin also used chopsticks to put a little bit into her mouth, "I don't know about this, after all, it's the signboard of He Rongxuan, if the signboard can be known by someone politely, then wouldn't it be..."

"Haha...that makes sense." Mo Jiuxie ate happily, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

An Mujin ordered many of He Rongxuan's signature dishes one after another. While eating, she proudly explained the mystery of each dish to Mo Jiuxie.

After drinking and eating, An Mujin suddenly realized a very important thing... She didn't bring any silver with her!
Seeing that An Mujin's expression changed, Mo Jiuxie smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, I'll look for it again! I remember I brought some money before going out!"

"Oh, then there's no need to look for it anymore, I'll make the knot!"

"How can this be done? You've already said it. I'm the host! There's no reason for the host to treat guests..."

But after Mo Jiuxie searched around himself again, he found that he didn't have any silver on him either.

"Mujin... I... don't seem to have brought silver with me..."

An Mujin pulled Mo Jiuxie to sit down calmly again, "Hold down, we have to pretend like we're still eating, and think of a way!"

So An Mujin and Mo Jiuxie sat down again, and the younger brother who ran back and forth to the second floor to serve food glanced at them with strange eyes from time to time.

An Mujin pretended to be calm and forced the soup into her stomach spoon by spoon.

"If you can't finish it, don't eat it!" Mo Jiuxie stopped An Muzhen's hand from grabbing the spoon.

"You mean... Overlord Meal?" An Muzhen whispered.

"I don't care, but if you, the second prince of Beichuan Kingdom, are found out, then..."

"What's wrong with the Second Prince Beichuan? You can be unrestrained, why can't I?" Mo Jiuxie asked again.

"But... I think we may be thinking too much..."

An Mujin looked sideways at Mo Jiuxie's back, and Mo Jiuxie turned around following her gaze.

"I think we eat and drink for free with Rong Xuan, you are not the first, and you won't be the last!"

This is the thug specially hired by He Rongxuan, these fierce and burly men in front of him, how can they be the waiters in ordinary restaurants?

Mo Jiuxie pulled An Mujin up to protect her behind her.

"Mujin, I remember when you tamed the beast in Shu Nangu, you were so brave..." What does Mo Jiuxie mean by this? Could it be that he wants her to do it!
"No, this is Ruijing!"

She wasn't worried that she wouldn't be able to deal with these mortal savages, but if she made such a fuss, she would have to cause trouble for Jun Lintian again!
An Muzhen shook her head, at a loss.

"In that case, let's run!"

Mo Jiuxie pulled An Muzhen and jumped down from the second floor. Before An Muzhen could react, Mo Jiuxie pulled her out of the alley.

Mo Jiuxie's skill was not inferior to An Mujin's, so he dragged her who hadn't turned back and ran all the way, and had already thrown those big guys far away where they couldn't see.

"Then... just take a walk when you're full..." An Mujin rubbed her head and smiled a little embarrassedly.

How did she remember that she had a purse with her before she went out, but why couldn't she find it?Was it stolen while walking down the street?But with her skill, how could she not notice when a thief usually touches her things!

Mo Jiuxie didn't care, "Having breakfast with Hibiscus, and having such an interesting experience, Jiuxie will never forget it..."

Naturally, there was no sarcasm in Mo Jiuxie's words, and An Mujin also felt that there was no need to delve into such small details, so she quickly put the matter behind her.

The two passed by a teahouse. When An Muzhen was explaining to Mo Jiuxie the peculiarities of the local architecture, a flower pot suddenly fell from the sky and landed firmly in front of An Muzhen and Mo Jiuxie.

The flowers were buried under the soil, and the flower pots made of porcelain were already fragmented.

An Mujin was almost hit, she looked up, and saw a middle-aged man reeking of alcohol punching a young woman through the railing on the second floor of the teahouse. Kick.

"Forget it if you seduce the cripple in the pawnshop, and wink at Li Er who sells breakfast! Yesterday! Yesterday, you even had a private meeting with Wang Xiucai next door behind my back!"

Taking a closer look at this teahouse, it is obviously the oldest and most dilapidated in this street, and there is not even a single customer.

And the flowerpot just now should have been dropped by the two people upstairs when they were pulling it.

"Are you okay?" Mo Jiuxie asked with concern.

"It's okay." An Mujin replied lightly, still looking at the two people upstairs.

"You know him?" Mo Jiuxie said while pulling Lala to the back to prevent other things from falling.

"It's not considered acquaintance, but every time I pass by here, I can hear the sound of quarreling."

"It's not uncommon for ordinary people to have separation and reunion between husband and wife. Did you see that woman being beaten and wanted to complain? But did you hear that, she doesn't abide by women's morals?"

Although the dispute in the teahouse became more and more noisy, the people in the whole street still did what they should do, and they were no longer interested in this matter.

People are curious animals who like to watch the excitement, but being able to be so commonplace shows that such times happen too frequently.

Occasionally, I heard a sigh or two: Alas... that tyrant of the Wu family is abusing his wife again...

"That's right, you can't listen to one side of the story." Mo Jiuxie also said seriously.

Shicai's words were not because he was used to subjective judgments, but because the flower pot almost hit An Hibiscus, and he couldn't help feeling angry inside.

"You have been married to my Wu family for so many years, and I have given you everything you want on weekdays. Now that the business of the teahouse is not good, you are not willing to do anything for the Wu family!"

"Officer, I won't go to my house! I won't go to my house!"

The woman's hair was disheveled and her face and body were covered with bruises. It was obvious that she hadn't been beaten for a day or two.

The woman Sisi grabbed a pillar of the tea house, and the middle-aged man with a round belly dragged her out fiercely, and bright red blood flowed from the woman's fingernails...

"This Wu family was originally a well-known tea merchant in Ruijing City, but in recent years, the business of the teahouse has deteriorated, and the Wu family has been tricked by others in business. All the original business friends abandoned him. Now only the Wu family is left. This Wu Dalang and his handsome daughter-in-law."

"When his daughter-in-law married into the Wu family, the Wu family hadn't declined. Now that the Wu family's teahouse can no longer be opened, she still sticks to the Wu family. But this Wu Dalang is addicted to gambling, and the decline of the teahouse will not be so great. I can't get rid of the pot, but I go in and out of the gambling house every day, even if the business of the teahouse is good, I will be ruined by him. Now, he is forcing her daughter-in-law to go to the brothel to perform..."

(End of this chapter)