"Forehead..."
"Master, actually you don't need to hold it down all the time, just take it back."
Seeing that the young master kept pressing his fingers, Bai Tong reminded him with some embarrassment.
"Is this good?"
"There are no changes around here. According to my grandfather's character, shouldn't there be some noticeable visions?"
Fang Fan retracted his finger, but nothing changed except that the blood dripping on the stone table was absorbed.
It was so different from what I expected.
"Master...it's...it's over..."
Bai Tong said aside, after seeing the stone table absorbing the blood, his heart that had been hanging was finally relieved. This means that the young man named Fang Fan in front of him is really the blood of King Wu.
At the same time, he looked at Fang Fan's figure, which seemed to overlap with that of King Wu back then.
At that time, if he hadn't tried his best to stop Lord Wu, Lord Wu would really have made a big move on this stone table.
According to Lord Wu’s words.
If I am not frivolous when I am young, I am not frivolous when I am middle-aged, and I am not frivolous when I am old, I am not King Wu.
"Then what happens next..."
Fang Fan also guessed that this was just the first step, and the most important thing had not yet begun.
"boom!"
After closing the door, everyone around them had left, leaving only Fang Fan and Bai Tong in the courtyard.
"Master, come with me..."
Bai Tong was holding a box in his hand at the moment. He didn't know what was in the box, and he was slowly walking towards the house.
Bai Tong took the box out from that small shop.
According to Bai Tong's request, the Fang family's ancestral home has been cleared out and cleaned inside and out.
And except for the Fang family and him, no one can stay here.
Fang Fan didn't doubt his presence and followed Bai Tong into the house. The box he was carrying was also placed on the table.
"Master, do you have a lot of curiosity in your heart?"
"Why do I have to come in with a suitcase?"
"Yes, are the things grandpa left behind in this box?"
"But that's not right. Since that thing is in your hands, how could you hide it from those people?"
"Even if I hadn't told you, I don't even know how many times Wu Wu Guan searched you and the store that time. Anything wrong would have been taken away long ago."
Fang Fan stared at the box in Bai Tong's hand, not hiding his confusion at all.
"Master, you are actually right."
"That time Wu Wu Guan searched me countless times. If there really was anything, I would have probably snatched it away."
"But Master, you are not entirely right. The things in my box are really important."
Bai Tong smiled slightly, as if he was happy to see the puzzled look on the face of the mysterious young master in front of him. He stopped guessing and immediately opened the box in his hand.
A fresh feeling of nature comes to my face.
"Um?"
"This is?"
Fang Fan looked at the opened box with a hint of helplessness on his face. This must have been his grandfather's idea.
It seems that grandpa is really interesting.
The things inside this made him guess that he really couldn't guess.
There is something inside, but it is not a secret treasure. It can even be said that it is not even a treasure. This kind of thing, or these are more appropriate.
It can be said that everyone has seen it.
"Young Master, actually Lord Wu gave me this task for a very important reason, because I am Lord Wu's cook!"
That’s right, it’s the cook!
What was in the box was none other than some knives, tableware, and even a lot of fresh ingredients.
A smile appeared on Bai Tong's lips, as if he was remembering.
Picked up a tomato in the box and said slowly.
"At that time, Lord Wu liked the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that I made the most..."
There were a lot of things in the box, but everything was what King Wu liked to eat back then, and Fang Fan almost understood what his grandfather meant at this moment.
"Grandpa, even after you have been gone for decades, you still have to teach your grandson a lesson."
"but......"
"Very vivid."
"Back then, Lord Wu Wang got something from the secret realm, but the news spread accidentally, which led to death."
"At that time, King Wu didn't give me anything. That's why after so many years, the person who took action back then hasn't been found yet."
"But although he didn't give me anything, he said a few words to me."
"In the future, if any of his descendants come looking for him, wait until he reaches the level of a general, then take him to the compound, cook a meal for him, and let him find a room in the compound to sleep."
"This is what King Wu told me, and I have been waiting for this sentence for decades."
"Master, let me cook you a meal..."
At this moment, Bai Tong could no longer hold back, his eyes were moist and his palms were trembling slowly. He had been waiting for this meal for decades.
"Grandpa Bai, I'm looking forward to it..."
Fang Fan took a deep breath, calmed down his slightly trembling heart, and spoke.
"Master, just please do me a favor!"
Bai Tong's voice was filled with joy. He picked up the box and walked towards the kitchen. He had been waiting for decades of cooking skills just for this day.
Although he is old now, this will be the peak of his cooking skills.
"Grandpa, I am more and more curious about what you left for me."
Fang Fan was sitting at the table and seemed to be thinking about whether his grandpa, when he said these words decades ago, also thought of his grandson decades later. He was sitting at the table at the moment, thinking about him.
The fire is on!
The courtyard feels like going back decades ago.
There are some feelings that don't come with a large number of people, and the courtyard has become more popular.
Fang Fan couldn't help but feel a little hungry as he smelled the fragrance.
"Grandpa, it seems you have a good taste and a good mouth!"
"This cook can do it!"
Fang Fan didn't expect that just some simple ingredients could produce such a taste, and his expectations could not help but increase.
"Hahaha, boy, can I still treat you badly, your grandfather?"
Suddenly, Fang Fan's ears dazzled and he seemed to hear a friendly voice. However, when Fang Fan came to his senses again, there was nothing strange around him.
"Just now..."
But at this moment, the aroma was getting closer and closer, Bai Tong came over with several plates, and every dish on them could be said to be very exciting.
Fang Fan stopped thinking about it and focused on the delicious food in front of him.
"Master, please use your chopsticks."
"Then I won't be polite."
Fang Fan's eyes lit up when he took the first bite, and he started to sweep away like crazy regardless of his image.
"Master, don't worry, this is all yours."
Bai Tong said with a smile. Watching the young master eat the food he cooked by himself was his greatest gratification.
Now that his mission has ended, as for the future, it depends on the young master himself...
