I really want to be a cook

Jiang Ping said unhappily:

"People have already seen it, but you are the only one who is complacent and thinks that your disguise is very good."

"Don't care if he is a dragon or a tiger, even if the prince of the dynasty comes, I won't give him face. I haven't met him before. Today I really want to try what it's like to be a dude."

Aside from other things, the daughter-in-law next to him is still robbing a certain prince.

Now he's still a shit.

It's fine for mythical warriors to bully him, and any cat or dog who wants to make him retreat, really thinks he is a bully.

Jiang Ping pointed to the ceiling and said: "In this area, there are not many people I can't afford to offend, so you can play the piano and dance for me at ease.

No one can touch you until the ten dances are over!

This sentence, I said! "

"This? All right."

Seeing that Jiang Ping was in a fit of anger, Ruyan didn't dare to object, but said tactfully:

"I didn't expect the young master to come tonight. I don't have a musician by my side. There are dances but no music. I'm afraid the young master will not enjoy watching it."

"It's okay, you're just a musician."

Jiang Ping put away his anger, and changed into his usual unscrupulous smile and said:

"Could it be that the fact that my son is a senior musician should be publicized everywhere?"

"Playing and singing, you pick one at random."

"I still have to watch this dance today!"

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Yalan Pavilion.

The faint sound of the piano sounded, with a hint of silent temptation, like a cat's claw scratching, itching, and numb.

This song is called "Dark Fragrance", and it is one of the top ten golden songs in the brothel. It is said that it was composed by a master of Yue Dao a hundred years ago for the famous prostitute Chen Yingying at that time.

Later, after being widely sung by the world, it became a must-play song in brothels.

Out of curiosity, Jiang Ping also studied a little bit. After all, the song is very classic, and one cannot underestimate it just because it is from a brothel.

Art knows no boundaries.

As soon as the so-called expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

As soon as Ruyan heard Jiang Ping playing the piano, she knew what he said was right. Although he could not be called a master of piano skills, he was much better than ordinary musicians.

At least she is far inferior to a half-hearted person like her.

Now that Jiang Ping started playing, Ruyan couldn't refuse anymore, she walked to the center of the hall, where a soft blanket had been laid in advance.

She took off her shoes and socks, revealing a pair of slender and fair feet, with neat toes and neatly trimmed nails, it was more like a work of art than a pair of feet.

Ruyan walked onto the carpet barefoot, and moved to the beat of the song.

There is no doubt that she dances beautifully.

With a soft waist, a graceful figure, and charming eyes, Ruyan exudes amazing charm, as if she was born for dancing.

Even Tie Guanyin, who was going to be picky, had to admit that this woman is the most beautiful when she is dancing.

She sat down, poured herself a glass of water and wine, and quietly admired it.

Beauty is universal.

When encountering beauty, people can't help but stop and appreciate it carefully.

So those men who stop to look at girls on the street are mostly admiring beauty, which is commonly known as lust.

As the melody gradually rose, Ruyan also forgot all her worries and devoted herself to dancing.

Her troubles, worries, and worries are all poured out in rhythmic dance in the song "Dark Fragrance".

The movements of Jiang Ping's hands are also speeding up with Ruyan's dancing posture, and the depression and fear buried in his heart these days are also revealed along with the dancing strings in his hands.

At this moment, their hearts reached a certain level of resonance.

Jiang Ping suddenly had a hunch that this time, he might be able to break through the shackles of the Qin Dao by himself, and become a master of this Dao without doing advanced tasks.

Although he can only rely on cheating in martial arts, but for these miscellaneous items, it seems that he is quite talented.

For example, being a cook, or playing the piano now.

If it weren't for the current world, maybe he could still be a big star.

Just as the tune became more exciting and was about to be released, the sound of footsteps sounded outside the hall.

Jiang Ping didn't respond, and Tie Guanyin was also immersed in the dance.

Crash.

The bead curtain was lifted, revealing a red face, he was of medium height, his eyes were a little confused, belched from wine, he smiled at Ruyan who was dancing and said:

"I didn't expect you to know that my son likes to dance, good job! There is a reward!"

His eyes are full of greed, like a wolf looking for its prey, the desire to possess is rising.

Ruyan woke up in an instant, her body stopped suddenly, her feet were unsteady, and she was about to fall, but she felt a soft force supporting her.

She stood still and looked around in confusion, but she didn't know what happened.

Jiang Ping pressed down on the strings, and the mood of breakthrough became fragmented.

This opportunity to prove myself is gone!

"You disturbed my interest."

Jiang Ping looked at this young man who broke in suddenly, he was probably in his 20s.

Although he drank a lot of wine, it is not difficult to see that his figure is very standard. Even when he was drunk, his waist remained straight, and his every move unconsciously carried a deliberate standard.

He is a soldier, at least he has undergone military training for a long time, otherwise these movements would not be integrated into his body and become an instinct.

But it has nothing to do with him.

Jiang Ping yelled: "Get lost!"

Before the young man could react, when he saw someone telling him to get out, blood surged up in his mind, and he yelled back:

"How old are you?! How dare you tell me to go!"

"Come on! Come on! Take him down!"

Following his shout, a lot of thugs from Qunfang Pavilion came outside, and the boss of Qunfang Pavilion, who had been paying attention to the situation outside, changed his expression and walked over quickly.

"Master Zhao, what happened?"

The young man pointed to Jiang Ping and said:

"Who is this? Didn't Ruyan say that there is only one person tonight?"

"Boss He, what do you mean? Are you deliberately humiliating me?"

"Chengchen! Bless the king! Fang's second child! Where are you guys!"

The young man's blood was surging, and the alcohol in his body was also forced out, and his mind became clear.

As the hostage of his entry into Beijing, his father has only one confession to him, and that is to be a dutiful dude with sex and wealth.

The more ridiculous he behaved, the deeper the court's trust in his father, and the safer their family would be.

So when he saw Jiang Ping, an idea popped up in his mind unconsciously.

Maybe today is an opportunity.

It seems that this person has a lot of background, so if you start a war with him, the more violent the fight, the more help you will be able to help your father.

And this man dared to snatch the woman he fancy.

Don't say that he wanted to make use of the problem, even if there is no reason, that is unforgivable.

After thinking up to this point, the young man still pretended to be drunk and scolded:

"How courageous! Do you know who I am, who dares to snatch my woman!"

"What are you waiting for, don't give me all of them!"

But all the thugs didn't move, they just looked at the boss.

The owner of Qunfang Pavilion is He Fang, a woman with strong wrists.

It is said that he has unclear relationships with many important figures in the court, which is why Qunfang Pavilion can stand in Kyoto for many years, and its reputation is getting better every day.

But Cao Fang knew that even if the young man in front of her was behind the scenes, she would not provoke her casually, not to mention the names he mentioned just now, each of them had a bigger background than the other.

She originally wanted to give Ruyan away to gain a favor.

Her Qunfang Pavilion is today, isn't it just welcoming and seeing off, and accumulating favors.

But now it seems that if one is not handled well, not only will she not get favors, but she will also be hated.

As for Jiang Ping, Cao Fang glanced at him and saw that it was an unfamiliar face, so she didn't care.

She is in the flesh and blood business, so how can she not know what kind of young master in Beijing looks like, the person in front of him looks very strange, he is afraid that he is an outsider.

As for outsiders, no matter how old they are, in the land of the capital, they have to bow their heads obediently.

So she signaled with a look, and the thugs knew who to listen to.

"Boss, it's none of his business, he's just a guest who came to watch me dance."

Ruyan came back to her senses, and when she saw the thugs surrounding her, she hurriedly pleaded for Jiang Ping.

She knew how powerful these thugs were.

Last time, there was a martial artist who was said to be very famous in the Jianghu. He seemed to be some kind of master. He wanted to eat Bawang chicken here, but they broke his hands and feet and threw him out.

I heard that he starved to death under the overpass because he couldn't ask for food. In the end, he didn't even have a place to bury him, so he was thrown directly into a mass grave.

As for what Jiang Ping said before, the four-rank inspector, Shang Datian listened, in Ruyan's view, that was bragging.

She has seen this kind of thing a lot, the more people who brag about how powerful they are, the less powerful they are.

Because the really powerful people do things secretly, and never put effort into their mouths.

But Jiang Ping did nothing wrong, he just paid the money and wanted to watch himself dance.

And she likes Jiang Ping's piano art just now.

She hadn't met someone who matched her so well for a long time, and she didn't want to see something happen to Jiang Ping.

After talking to the boss, Ruyan bowed to the young man again:

"Young master, they don't know anything, please forgive their unintentional offense. Ruyan will definitely serve you well tonight."

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Jiang Ping watched the performance of the crowd, and felt that everything was related to him, but had nothing to do with him.

He asked Tie Guanyin, who had watched the play for a long time, said:

"Daughter-in-law, do I look so weak? Do I still need a woman to intercede for me? Or what I said before, she took it as bullshit."

Tie Guanyin smiled and said:

"Maybe it's because you are too handsome, Mr. Handsome. After all, handsome guys always make people feel insecure."

Now that Ruyan recognized her identity as a woman, Tie Guanyin did not deceive herself and pretend to be a man.

Hearing this, Jiang Ping looked at Tie Guanyin in astonishment:

"Daughter-in-law, it's really the right thing to bring you here. Now they will praise me for being cool. It seems that I have to make persistent efforts in the future."

"……"Tieguanyin.

"roll!"

"Okay."

Jiang Ping walked forward on his own, and pulled Ruyan up: