The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Xiaofei stared at Jiang qianxia and Guiyi in amazement. Didn't he just say he didn't know each other? How come he looks like an old friend now?

"Don't worry. My child should have come out of the stockade with him. It's just that after my child escaped and gave birth, he was sold to Renshi by people's teeth and brought back to the house by me."

Simply speaking of the encounter and misunderstanding between herself and Feng Yiyi in the human market, Jiang qianxia put on a look of "her son's good despair of being a mother in trouble", and solemnly said to Xiaofei that she would compensate all the losses suffered by the Feng family this time.

The ghost bowed his head and felt very guilty that he didn't contribute to being a martyr, but asked the master to make a humble apology to a servant.

Xiaofei is also smart. Seeing Jiang qianxia winking at him secretly, he smiled and agreed to her "compensation".

Anyway, neither of the two families will pay attention to this kind of small money.

After talking, Xiaofei saw that the patient on the stretcher was burning badly and was not polite. He quickly called two people to help settle the people in the house, and then came up to sun Changsheng with a special dog leg and let the old doctor call at will.

"Don't give him medicine."

Sun Changsheng smiled gently, glanced at the ghost one by one, and said faintly, "the injury on his body should not have been hot for so long after being treated by the girl and the old man."

"I guessed that maybe he had experienced the changes in the stockade. He was depressed and could not be solved. He was immersed in hatred every day. It was difficult to ease. Therefore, when he was in a coma, his body sent out the stagnant fire poison in his body."

"Wait until tomorrow. If you still can't wake up, you can forcibly wake it up with a needle."

That's what the doctor said. Besides his mouth constantly flattering, can Xiao Fei have any opinion?

For nearly months, even the rangers with martial arts can't bear to relax, let alone Jiang qianxia, who is delicate and expensive.

After dinner, Jiang qianxia left the child to the ghost's care. He pulled the energetic Angelica dahurica and perilla and slept unconscious in a clean brick house.

"Bang!"

The sudden loud noise almost jumped Jiang qianxia out of bed. In the side room, there was a cry of dissatisfaction from the small group, which made her forehead tense and painful.

While Angelica dahurica stumbled to the side room, Jiang qianxia frowned and squinted out of the window. The night was dark and it was still early from the sun.

Jiang qianxia frowned and said, "what happened just now? In the middle of the night, I'm afraid I'm a little timid!"

After gently knocking on the door, boundless whispered outside the door: "master, the man we saved woke up. It was the sound of him hitting the door with a chair just now. Boundless has knocked him out again just now. You can have a good rest."

"... why did he smash the door?"

In a daze, Jiang qianxia asked, "are you sure you were stunned, not killed by mistake?"

Boundless has the spirit of getting up.

Although she gets up when she can't sleep well, she is nothing compared with boundlessness.

She killed people because she was disturbed to have a rest. She believes that boundless can do it

Boundless silence for a moment, some uncertain way: "I should... Faint."

So he's not sure?!

Jiang qianxia was shocked in an instant. He threw the silly girl who was burping milk, humming and sleeping with her head tilted to the terrified ghost. He put on his robe and ran out.

When I got to the door of the outer room, I saw the young man humming and rubbing his head. He wanted to get up again.

"Oh, good physical quality?"

With a sigh, Jiang qianxia turned to look at the boundless black face and said with a smile: "tut Tut, I didn't expect you to miss one day. It's not easy."

Bypassing the man still struggling on the ground, Jiang qianxia yawned and went into the house to sit on the bed, naturally overlapping his legs, pulled perilla and leaned against her, lazy as a cat.

"Don't bother. We didn't pick you up from the river to disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night, okay."

"Will your Feng family vampire save me? Hum, what's your idea? Just say it, it's a big deal that I'll give you my life back!"

I didn't expect that his reaction would be so fierce. He took out his buzzing ears, and Jiang qianxia shrugged helplessly.

"Since you have said so, I can't refuse your request."

"Boundless, didn't you hear that he was going to give his life back to us? Let someone boil hot water and wash him well. Send it out tomorrow and sell it to the brothel as a waiter."

Touching his chin, Jiang qianxia looked at his figure solemnly and said with admiration: "he is really a good man. Look at his figure, he is more attractive than those weak scholars who cut a chicken for nothing. There must be a lot of guests to order him."

"... you, you, a woman, how can you be so dirty!"

The bravery just now was meaningless. I didn't know where to throw it. The man sat uneasily on the ground, his black face turned purple and shouted angrily: "you want me to take my life. It's a plain shame. It's really something you Chinese can do!"

"As you said, your life is mine, and your body is mine, of course. Do you care how I use it? Or do you look arrogant just because you have a powerful mouth and shout casually? In fact, turning your face is easier than turning a book. In fact, you are a dishonest person?"

Wandering his legs, he was disturbed by his good dream. Now Jiang qianxia, who is in an extremely bad mood, runs mercilessly on the honest man.

"You are so rebellious yourself. Why do you look down on our Han people? Don't say there are many bad people in our Han people. Didn't you also take the people of the Wu stockade and rob the Feng family's caravan?"

"Robbers say it's not something that kills. Where do you get confidence?"

"The Han people killed seventy-nine people in our Mengzhai. All women, young and old, were spared! Can't I rob you something?"

Shocked by the man's blood wailing appearance, Jiang qianxia put away his smile and bent his fingers to tap slowly on the tea table.

"It's not the Han people who destroy your people, but the bandits. This is the first thing you should remember."

Cat like eyes stared at the man calmly, showing an invisible sense of oppression.

"Second, you robbed other Han people's caravans because the people in the stockade died. What's the reason?"

"You are eating the blood steamed bread of the dead people."

A sarcastic smile was raised at the corners of his mouth, and Jiang qianxia pointed out with a smile.

"The taste of human blood steamed bread is good. You see, in such a short time, the people in this area know you. They say you are a new strong general in the Wu stockade."

"Fierce general? You are a soft bone who eats human blood steamed bread and only dares to vent his anger on innocent people, but dare not find the culprit to claim his life. You are also called 'general'?"

"Bah! I really think of myself as number one!"