Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 793 Mr. Qin.

"Even if there is no Ji Zi, our whereabouts will be exposed." Jin Tingxiao snorted coldly, sat down cross-legged on the mat, and said in a sharp voice, "These people in Tokyo are not good people."

He played with the dagger, which shone sharply and coldly under the candlelight, and sneered infinitely: "When I was in Fusang, I received a lot of care."

Fusang has never let down his vigilance for every Kyushu person with a background.

Even returning home, there are only two places every year.

"Those years were really difficult for you. If I hadn't been helpless, I would never have come to Fusang."

Fu Yuejun calmed down, his face looked even fairer under the candlelight, his long eyelashes drooped on his eyelids, casting a shadow, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

She suddenly raised her head and said, "I'm hungry, let the cook bring the food."

"Ah."

Jin Tingxiao got up and opened the door, and said something in Japanese to the people outside. Fu Yuejun who was inside the room heard him speak Japanese, and all his provocative sensuality came to his ears.

When he spoke Japanese, his voice was particularly pleasant. Fu Yuejun listened, as if a hand was scratching her heart, and that strange itching instantly spread to all limbs.

Not long after Jin Tingxiao came in, all the meals were served, all of which were Chinese dishes, with a combination of meat and vegetables, among them, there was Fu Yuejun's favorite stewed chicken with mushrooms.

"I don't know if this chef from Kyushu has stayed in Fusang for so many years, the smell is still there." Fu Yuejun smiled with lowered eyes, picked up the wooden chopsticks, and put a piece of mushroom into his mouth.

After entering the mouth of the mushroom, the fragrance spread immediately, causing her to raise her eyebrows, and immediately put a few pieces into Jin Tingxiao's bowl, and said with a smile: "It tastes good, it's from home, you should try it."

"it is good."

Jin Tingxiao ate a few pieces, his brows and eyes softened, and he smiled softly: "It's rare for you to be full of praise. This cook's cooking skills are really good."

During those years in Japan, he also always ate Chinese dishes, and he didn't even want to look at those Japanese dishes.

Fu Yuejun stared deeply at the exquisite dishes on the table, with an elusive smile on his lips, Wen Liang said, "I want to see who can have such wonderful craftsmanship."

In a word, Jin Tingxiao understood what she meant, and immediately asked someone to invite the cook.

The cook came soon, and just about to salute with Central Plains etiquette, he was stopped by Fu Yuejun raising his hand: "Sir, you don't need to be so polite, you are all on your own, come and sit down."

He just wanted to refuse, but he tasted the uncompromising meaning in Fu Yuejun's words, so he swallowed the words back, knelt down on the mat, and Fu Yuejun asked him gently: "How long has Mr. Qin been in Fusang?"

"Three or four years." He answered truthfully.

Fu Yuejun lowered his eyebrows, wiped his fingertips with a wet towel, and a fierce wolf-like light flashed across his eyes: "In that case, sir, tell me, why did you pair these dishes together?"

Shiitake mushrooms cannot be eaten with donkey meat, as it will cause diarrhea. If these dishes are all mixed together, it is simply trying to kill them.

Mr. Qin was stunned for a moment, and said with a sloppy smile: "How could it be, you two are our distinguished guests, the boss has ordered you to treat guests from afar well, which can be regarded as the best of the landlord's friendship."

This can be considered to be said, I was ordered by the boss, and there is nothing wrong with the food, I have nothing to do with it.

(End of this chapter)