The Bandit’s Strategy

[Chapter 70-A Handsome Man Appears] The people are very boiling

The kitchen was in a mess, with soup and casserole fragments on the floor, and a seasoning jar was overturned on the stove, Zhao Yue was rushing to clean up.

Wen Liunian and Lu Zhui came in together.

Zhao Yue glanced at Lu Chase.

The second master quipped, "It's all my fault."

Zhao Yue:...

Can you be more blunt.

"It's probably been a long time and haven't used it, and it was improperly stored and cracked, so it will explode when it catches fire." Wen Liunian relieved him.

Lu Chau hurriedly said, "This is very true, in fact, the master is still very good at cooking." It's not as stupid as it seems, adults must not dislike it.

Wen Liunian said, "Have you eaten at the second master?"

"Naturally...no." Lu Zhui reacted in time when he was halfway talking, coughing twice, "The master doesn't usually go into the kitchen." Naturally, cooking can only be done to the beloved.

Wen Liunian didn't care about the inconsistencies in this passage, so he squatted down and wanted to pick up the casserole fragments on the ground.

"I'm coming." Zhao Yue held his hand.

Lu Zhui's knowledge disappeared.

"Cut your hand carefully." Zhao Yue pulled him to his feet, "I will be able to clean it up soon."

Wen Liunian looked at him and smiled.

Zhao Yue calmly said, "Unexpectedly."

Wen Liunian said, "In the future, you should leave these things to others to do."

Zhao Yue said, "I can learn."

Wen Liunian grinned, "Do you want to change your job as a cook?"

Zhao Yue paused and said, "At least learn the dishes you like."

Wen Liunian said, "I like many dishes."

Zhao Yue said, "I will learn more."

The moonlight was very good, and the two stood in the small courtyard holding hands, looking very affectionate.

Wen Liunian said, "Is there still food to eat that night?"

Zhao Yue looked back at the messy kitchen.

Wen Liunian smiled and said, "If we don't do it, let's go out to eat."

"Cangmang Mountain?" Zhao Yue said.

"No." Wen Liunian said, "There is a small wonton stall in the city. It will only be displayed late at night to cushion the belly of night-walkers and watchmen."

Zhao Yue said, "Are you sure you want me to go out like this?" Every household in the city is covered with portraits of themselves.

"Yeah." Wen Liunian squinted at him, "Dare you?"

"You dare, why don't I dare." Zhao Yue was amused, "Let's go, eat."

So the dark guard on the tree not far away saw the two holding hands and leaving the palace, feeling very regretful in his heart.

After waiting for so long, I didn't even kiss him in the end.

How can we be worthy of our handsome face.

The night is getting dark, and most of the people have already returned home. The streets are empty and quiet. You can't see a dimly yellow lantern until you approach the Wonton stall. The owner is an old couple with gray hair, busy cooking. Soup, ready to wait for the opening to do business.

Wen Liunian took Zhao Yue to sit down, "Two bowls of beef soup wontons, another plate of biscuits, two plates of side dishes."

"Okay, my lord hasn't gone back to rest yet." The old man smiled and greeted him, lowering the wrapped wontons into the pot, and then glanced at the people next to him.

This look was terrific. The old man took a deep breath, and, regardless of whether he was rude or not, he took a closer look, and regarded him as dazzled.

Zhao Yue:...

"Uncle Zhang, what's the matter?" Wen Liunian asked with a smile.

"This one is?" The old man was trembling, for fear that he had said something wrong.

Wen Liunian looked at the head of Zhao Da, "Uncle Zhang is asking who you are."

Looking at those curved eyebrows, Zhao Yue calmly said to the old man, "Now Zhao Yue."

The old man was even more surprised when he heard this. It's true that Young Master Zhao is named Zhao, but Zhao Yue...isn't the bandit leader in the vast mountains?

Wen Liunian drank a cup of hot tea slowly, and said, "I've been in a foggy place for a long time. It's not bad to come down occasionally to have a look, isn't it."

Zhao Yue was helpless. Strictly speaking, these words were correct. The Mt. Chaomu Cliff of Cangmang Mountain was indeed filled with mist all day long, but if the people heard it, they would not understand it as such a simple meaning.

Sure enough, after listening to Wen Liunian's words, the old man instantly remembered scenes like the immortal world going down to earth, his expression on his face was even more excited, even his hands holding wontons were trembling.

It's amazing, no matter if he is called Zhao Yue or Zhao, this is the real son of Zhao, exactly the same as the portrait posted on the wall!

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang." Wen Liunian took the wonton soup bowl from him.

The old man filled two tablespoons full of beef glutinous rice, and added it to the bowl for Zhao Yue.

Zhao Da said, "Thank you very much."

"Don't be polite, don't be polite," the old man said happily, "Master Zhao eats slowly, there is not enough, and there is not enough."

Wen Liunian was holding a bamboo shoot and slowly biting, smiling triumphantly under his eyes.

After eating a supper, the two continued to sway in the city. Wen Liunian touched his stomach and said, "It's a bit supportive."

Zhao Yue thought to himself, after eating so much, he would naturally support it.

"There will probably be new rumors in the city tomorrow." Wen Liunian said, "Master Zhao went down to eat ravioli late at night."

Zhao Yue knocked on his head, "What are you thinking about again?"

"See it?" Wen Liunian calmly rubbed his chin.

"Say." Zhao Yue said.

"Actually, it's nothing, but you can't go out all the time, or you have to wear a hat when you go out, it's not a solution." Wen Liunian said seriously, "always think of a way to let the people in the city gradually become familiar with you."

Zhao Yue is funny, "Continue to be regarded as a god?"

"What's wrong with being regarded as a god?" Wen Liunian said, "Of course, if you don't like it, then I will write a booklet for you again."

Zhao Yue said, "If you don't become an official in the future, you can sell it to teahouses by writing a small storybook, I'm afraid you can get rich."

Wen Liunian said shamelessly, "I think so too."

Seeing that he seemed a little tired, Zhao Yue said, "Go back?"

Wen Liunian said, "I don't want to walk."

Zhao Yue squatted slightly.

Wen Liunian quickly lay on his back.

Zhao Yue walked with him on his back and said, "I'm fat again."

Wen Liunian wrapped his hair around his fingertips.

Zhao Yue said, "Wrong theory."

Wen Liunian tempted, "Why don't I try to eat less from tomorrow?"

Zhao Yue shook his head, "This is just right now."

Wen Liunian laughed and put his arms around his neck.

Zhao Yue thought to himself, this is the softest nerd in the world.

On the second day, there was a wind in the city, saying that Master Wen and Zhao Gongzi went to Lao Zhang to eat wontons last night. When they left, even the bench was shining golden light.

But it's amazing... the people inhaled air-conditioning after hearing the words, and swarmed to Lao Zhang's house to ask what happened.

"Yes." Uncle Zhang happily said, "Young Master Zhao is a nice man, not only is he more handsome than the portrait, he is extremely considerate to adults, and he paid three times the meal before he left."

It's actually true, Young Master Zhao has gone down to earth!

Thinking of this extraordinary thing, the whole person was almost suffocated. While everyone was annoyed that they hadn't eaten wontons last night, they ran to the government office vigorously, wanting to see if the handsome and beautiful man was still there.

"My lord." The bureaucrat went to the study to pass the message, "A lot of people came outside, and they all said they wanted to see Young Master Zhao."

"That's it." Wen Liunian squeezed his chin and glanced at Zhao Yue.

Master Zhao asked, "Do you want me to go out?"

"It's not necessary now." Wen Liunian stood up, "I'll go take a look first."

There was noisy outside, and many government officials were maintaining order. Seeing Wen Liunian came out, everyone was agitated again and stood tiptoe to look behind him, but in any case they couldn't find a beautiful man, and couldn't help being very disappointed.

"Are you here looking for Young Master Zhao?" Wen Liunian asked with a smile.

The people hurriedly nodded and looked at the posture. Is there still a scene?

"I'm afraid it won't work today." Wen Liunian said.

"Why?" The people were not reconciled, they really wanted to see the truth.

"Young Master Zhao has something to do." Wen Liunian said, "but I'm not in a hurry at this moment, there will be opportunities in the future."

"Really?" Hearing that people are no longer government offices, the people suddenly vented a lot of their anger, and they cheered up again.

There will be opportunities in the future... It means that Young Master Zhao will come back in the future!

"Everyone, go back early." Wen Liunian said, "A few days later, when the Yellow River meets, the Shantang will prepare food for everyone, and maybe you can see Young Master Zhao then."

The scene suddenly cheered, had food to eat, and saw handsome men, life is really not too good.

After the people dispersed, Wen Liunian also turned around and returned to the government office. Zhao Yue said, "Yellow River Club?"

"You overhear me." Wen Liunian sat behind the desk.

"I followed out to protect you." Zhao Yue squeezed his nose, "I don't know what is good or bad."

Wen Liunian said, "If you don't want to go, you can do it, I didn't say anything to death today."

Zhao Yue said, "What will I do if I go?"

Wen Liunian said, "Let the tiger head gang know that Chao Muya has joined hands with the government."

"Then what?" Zhao Yue said.

"As you said that day, the Tiger Head Gang seems to be very interested in your life experience." Wen Liunian said, "Once you hear the wind, 80% will come to find out."

Zhao Yue said, "Why did you figure it out all of a sudden?"

"What do you figure out?" Wen Liunian was puzzled.

"I said I wanted to lead a tiger to help out, but you didn't want to." Zhao Yue said.

"I don't want you to take the risk alone and return to Chaomuya alone." Wen Liunian said, "It's different in the government office. With so many people, our chances of winning will be better."

"I'm afraid the other party won't be so stupid." Zhao Yue said, "What you can think of, he may not be unexpected."

"Just give it a try." Wen Liunian said, "Besides, even if the tiger head can't help, let the people see you with their own eyes, the big guys can be happy." After all, they have been fighting bandits recently, and it has been a long time in the city. It's not fun anymore.

The Yellow River Club can be regarded as one of the best festivals in the boundless city. The original intention is to worship the **** of the river, so that the rain will be smooth and the wind will not cause floods in the coming year. After hundreds of years, there will be more and more various kinds of tricks, which are more lively than the New Year.

Early this morning, the shantang began to work. The courtyard was filled with dozens of baskets of dried and fresh peppers, as well as various hot sauces. Two large pots were boiling the minced meat sauce. The fresh peppers were almost spicy. To float the entire boundless city.

Although porridge and rice were often distributed in shantang before, most of them were very light, that is, Laba porridge and steamed buns. So when the people smelled it in the early morning, they all felt surprised. What are they doing inside? Why is the taste so choking? nose?

"Aye!" Mu Qingshan was already sneezing frantically before sitting in the house.

"Will it be too spicy?" The butler also said, "Bangwangcheng has always used beef and mutton as its main food. Although it is not light, it rarely eats such spicy food, I am afraid that the people will not be able to bear it."

"It's okay," Wen Liunian said, "The official has his own way."

Seeing that he was sure to win, Mu Qingshan and Shang Yunze looked at each other, and both felt that...80% is not a good idea.

Half an hour later, a huge portrait was posted next to Shantang. The handsome and extraordinary Young Master Zhao was sitting at the table with a big bowl of hot and sour noodles in front of him. "The word is very provocative.

The happiness came so suddenly that the people were a little dizzy. After all, it has been a long time since I saw the portrait of Young Master Zhao. I thought I would never see it again. I didn’t expect to see it again suddenly, and it was so huge. It's worth eating two more bowls of rice at noon.

Zhao Yue:...

Wen Liunian said innocently, "There is no way." After all, the taste and habits have been passed down for thousands of years, and they have been corrected overnight. They can't tell the truth to the people, and only rely on the power of beautiful men.

Zhao Yue said, "If you want to use it next time, can you tell me in advance?"

Wen Liunian said, "I will try my best."

"My lord." Ya Ya knocked on the door outside, "It's almost time to start."

"This official is here." Wen Liunian put down his teacup and stood up.

Zhao Yue helped him adjust his collar and watched people leave the room.

The people outside were already in long queues, and the hot and spicy soup base was gurgling in the pot, and the fire was booming. The people in front were holding their rice bowls and wiping their tears. My mother, how many peppers were added, it was so eye-catching. Can't open it.

"Master Wen is here." Some people shouted.

Wen Liunian left the shantang gate and greeted the big guy with a smile.

"Will Young Master Zhao come today?" the people asked all the time.

Wen Liunian said, "No one can tell this kind of thing, it depends on fate." After that, he said, "But according to the official, 80% will come."

Eight! become! meeting! Come! As soon as they heard these four words, the people suddenly became excited, not to mention 80%, even if only 10%, they must wait here!

A bowl of spicy noodles was cooked and distributed to the people who came in line. Although it was so spicy that they could hardly taste any other taste, the people still had an appetite looking at the handsome and charming portrait on the wall. , Squatting on the street while sweating and eating wildly. What's more, even the soup base was completely drunk, and I had to go to get a second bowl. After all, this is the same money for Zhao Zhao, and he doesn’t need the money. , Opportunities are not often available and must be seized firmly.

Mu Qingshan also divided a small bowl, even though he had specifically instructed the cook to reduce the spicy oil, he still ate his mouth flushed and sucked in the air-conditioning.

"Can you do it?" Shang Yunze sat beside him, "Otherwise, don't eat it, the stomach will ache later."

"It's okay, I can eat." Mu Qingshan fanned, "Those that can drive Gu worms are prepared."

There was some truth to this, and Shang Yunze had to continue to watch him eat.

After swallowing the last bite of hot and sour powder, Mu Qingshan hugged the sweet soup and slurped wildly, and then rinsed his mouth four or five times, still feeling numb even after biting his lips.

Shang Yunze said, "It's a bit swollen."

Mu Qingshan was dizzy, "It's so spicy for me."

Shang Yunze hugged the person in his arms, bowed his head and kissed him.

"Hey!" Mu Qingshan was taken aback, and hurriedly pushed him away.

"A kiss will not be spicy anymore." Shang Yunze coaxed.

"I don't believe it." Mu Qingshan blushed and struggled. "Let go quickly. You should be seen later."

"Everyone is ahead." Shang Yunze grabbed his hand, "No one will see."

Mu Qingshan said, "That won't work either!"

"Why not?" Shang Yunze asked.

Mu Qingshan:...

What to say about this kind of thing.

Shang Yunze said, "Since we are going to get married, there is no reason why we shouldn't give them to each other."

Mu Qingshanxin said, "I didn't give up, I just kissed last night."

Shang Yunze said, "Otherwise you will kiss me."

Mu Qingshan's face flushed even more, "No kiss!"

"Look, let you take advantage of you but you refuse to take it." Shang Yunze looked regretful.

Mu Qingshan:...

Shang Yunze leaned close to kiss his cheek.

Mu Qingshan is rare to not hide.

It's almost the same... Shang Yunze squeezed his chin, lowered his head and kissed it gently, thinking about it, it hurts again.

It is so difficult to lie to a relative, how can I do other things in the future?

How can I have such a thin skin...

Outside the shantang, the people were still chatting while eating hot and sour noodles. Inside, there was a man in his thirties who was also mixed in. It was the woodcutter Wang Dagui in the city. As he has no family, no mouth, and usually taciturn, not many people chat with him, and it seems that he is a little out of tune with the surrounding environment.

"Eat and drink, everyone." The dark guard greeted the crowd beamingly, and by the way, he patted Wang Dagui on the shoulder again.

Wang Dagui was caught off guard and almost dropped the bowl on the ground.

"Slow down, slow down." The dark guard hurriedly supported him, "Is it okay?"

"It's okay." Wang Dagui shook his head and put down his bowl, "It's almost finished."

"Don't have another bowl?" The dark guard enthusiastically recommended, "Young Master Zhao said he was good after eating it!"

"No need." Wang Dagui said, "There is still something at home, I should go back."

"Go slow." The dark guard didn't stay much, and waved his hand very cordially.

Wen Liunian stood on top, naturally seeing everything in his eyes. If ordinary people have done something wrong and are surrounded by dark guards, they will always feel a little flustered. This Wang Dagui can't see the slightest strangeness. Either he has no ghosts in his heart, or he has two brushes, at least he knows. , How can I hide my emotions.

After the last pot of hot and sour noodles were divided, the people hiccuped while feeling slightly disappointed.

Young Master Zhao still didn't come.

Lu Zhui said in the backyard, "If the master doesn't show up again, adults should be anxious."

Zhao Yue:...

Why does this sentence sound so awkward?

Lu Chai urged, "Go faster."

Zhao Yue felt that he wanted to beat him a little.

The dark guard also jumped into the courtyard, "Why is the master still here?" The people were waiting, but they were anxious.

Zhao Yue took a deep breath and strode out of the courtyard.

The dark guard followed behind and said, "Really don't consider the previous suggestion?" Wearing a gold armor, he fell from the sky, and the sky was full of flower petals.

Zhao Yue jumped onto the wall.

The dark guard was extremely disappointed.

"Young Master Zhao!" The people broke out screams.

Zhao Yuefei stepped on the beams of the room, and disappeared from everyone's sight in just an instant.

But even just a short time is enough for all the people on the scene to see clearly that they are really the people in the portrait!

Wen Liunian squeezed his chin and was very satisfied with the effect.

Seeing him, he turned back in an instant, Lu Zhui was surprised, "Why is the master so fast?" A cup of tea has not been finished yet.

Zhao Yue said, "Do I have to sing a play first?"

Lu Zhui said, "It's not a bad idea."

Zhao Yue poured himself a large cup of strong tea.

Lu Chai shook his head in his heart.

I obviously don't want to show this face, but I still didn't refuse. It really is one thing for one thing...