Ren Ran Yue allowed Lin Long and the others to return to their apartment, and they returned home with a full load.
It was approaching noon. I originally planned to eat on the street, but there were too many people. Almost all the restaurants and restaurants were packed. Even the makeshift pastry shop in the alley was busy and crowded with people. Many people squatted on the ground with bowls in their hands and started eating.
Originally, the three of them wanted to eat a bowl of noodles, but how could it be appropriate for a girl to squat on the ground holding a bowl?
So I headed back home. In addition to large and small bags of cloth, rouge, rings, jewelry and other items, I also bought fresh vegetables.
"Can you cook?" Ren Ran asked the other two.
"I can, I can." Lin Long had already forgotten the unpleasantness just now, and said happily with excitement that he was still enjoying.
Yue Rong also knows how to cook—a little bit.
"I think it's hard for the men to sweep and clean, so the three of us will cook at noon to reward them." Probably Ren Ran was also a little embarrassed about her attitude in the morning, so she proposed to cook for them at this time.
The three of them pushed open the courtyard door and saw a mess on the ground under their feet. The bed boards had been torn apart, and cabinets, bookcases and other items were scattered everywhere. They were still covered in dust and there was no sign of cleaning.
Zhang Bi and other people were not seen in the courtyard.
"Where are they?"
"Brother--" Lin Long shouted.
Lin Linyou and the other three ran out of the kitchen with flour in their hands and faces.
"Haha, come back, come back!"
"We are busy making dumplings!"
"Wait a moment! It will be out soon."
Zhang Bi, Lin Lin, Yang Fang and the three of them spoke to each other.
Yang Fang patted the flour on his hands and diligently stepped forward to help Ren Ran take the items in his hands.
"Why is there smoke from the kitchen?" Lin Long carried the things into the main room.
Yue Rong also said: "Is it Miss Yu who is making dumplings? I don't believe you three grown men can make dumplings?"
"Miss Rong, don't look at people through the cracks in the door and look down on them!" Zhang Ben said with a smile, "The dumplings I made are the most beautiful among us! Let's eat some more in a while! Try Brother Zhang's. Craftsmanship, look at how thin you two are." He pointed at Yue Rong and Lin Long.
"The dumplings made by my eldest brother..." Lin Lin said, "They are definitely top-notch, top-notch!"
"First-class!" Yang Fang also gave a thumbs up.
The three of them each put down their things and said in unison: "Let's take a look at the dumplings they made!"
Walking into the kitchen, I greeted Yu Miaolan and saw her leaning on the chopping board, kneading her dough! The slender body rose and fell rhythmically.
"Didn't you say that the pot is about to be cooked? We are still making noodles!" Lin Long rolled up his sleeves, "Sister Yu, let me help you."
"There are so many of us! I'll ask Miss Yu to make more noodles." Zhang Bi said, pointing to the neatly wrapped dumplings on the side, "These are ready for the pot. Do you want to eat dumplings in soup or dry?" Woolen cloth?"
"I want to bring soup."
"Hey! Sister Yu, you've got flour all over your body..." Lin Long saw a patch of white on Yu Miaolan's buttocks.
"Don't move... This looks like a palm print?" Ren Ran was a head catcher, always so meticulous, "Which of you did this?" She focused on Yang Fang first.
"It's not me!" Yang Fang raised his hands, "My hands are not that big!"
"It's not me either!" Lin Lin said. If the younger sister and Yue Rong weren't around, he would have recognized whether he did it or not, but this time, it really wasn't him.
"It's neither you nor you, could it be it?" Zhang Ben blushed and pointed at the civet cat warming himself next to the firewood pile and sleeping.
Tanuki: Are you polite?
"Can't it be you?" All six pairs of eyes stared at Zhang Bi - the palm print was so wide, it was obviously his.
Zhang Bi: "Okay... okay! Maybe I just accidentally touched it and got it on it, hehe."
The three grown men, Zhang Bi, Lin Lin, Yang Fang, were kicked out of the kitchen and sent to the yard to wash tables, wipe chairs, and do a general cleaning.
…
"No matter how beautiful it is, how beautiful can it be?" Jiang Hua leaned on a crutch and was admiring flowers and basking in the sun in the courtyard. He was so lazy that he fell asleep. He didn't show much concern for the Taoist nun that Big Head Bighead Carp said. enthusiasm.
"Master Jiang, you don't have to believe in my character, but you must believe in my vision!" Bighead Bighead said.
"Master Ji, what kind of woman have you never seen?" Jiang Hua said, "Don't cause too much trouble. If you are short of money, just go to the accounting office and get it!"
"Thank you, Master Jiang." Bighead Bighead smiled, "Isn't it rare to see such a beautiful Taoist nun! I thought it would be a good opportunity to help Master Jiang repay the kindness of Lord Ji..."
Jiang Hua did want to repay Ji Gang. Not only did he spare his life, but he also gave himself a pawn shop to manage after he came out. However, he never saw Master Ji's true face, so he never had the chance to thank him in person.
He knew that when Ji Gang supported him, he must be interested in some of his abilities, which he would one day use.
Jiang Hua was a thief, and he also had a certain appreciation for antique calligraphy and paintings, so he was very efficient every time he stole things, and his reputation was well-known in the world of snitches. This shows how important it is to have a skill. Unlike other thieves, they don’t even know the good stuff when they see it.
I don’t know if Ji Gang is interested in his ability to “get through and steal, steal jade and fragrance”, or his ability to appreciate antique calligraphy and paintings?
Or, both?
"Really beautiful?" In any case, Ji Gang was kind to him, and he was also a lover of talents. Unlike Li Zengzhi, he dumped people when he was done with them.
"It's so beautiful!" Bighead Bighead said, "The Taoist robes I'm wearing are so beautiful. If I change into other clothes... tsk tsk!"
"Aren't you from the Daolu Department of Chaotian Palace?" Jiang Hua asked cautiously.
"What you are wearing is not the Taoist uniform of Chaotian Palace. It shouldn't be." Bighead Bighead said, "Master Jiang, hurry up! They will leave in a while."
"You tell two familiar school captains to bring her to me first in the name of Jin Yiwei. Don't make too much noise." Jiang Hua said. Now that he has joined Ji Gang's sect, it is necessary and normal to get to know a few Jinyi captains.
For such a long time, the pawn shop's business and money account books have always been connected to the captain under Ji Gang.
Bighead Bighead took his life, and Le Dianding hurriedly led the two captains to the street, but they missed them.
"Where are the people?" The big-headed bighead grabbed the thin field mouse by the collar.
"Let's go... let's go! We were taken away." Thin Vole threw away his arm and said in a panic and angrily.
"Why didn't you stop him? Who took him away? You didn't reveal Mr. Jiang's name?"
"Why shine? Why stop?" shouted the skinny field mouse, "Do I dare to stop the people who were taken away by Marquis Yangwu himself?"
"Xue Lu, Marquis of Yangwu?"
"I don't know. Anyway, people on the street are talking about Marquis Yang Wu," Skinny Field Mouse said. "It's such a big battle. Even if I don't dare to stop it, I have to be able to stop it!"
Marquis Yangwu is already over fifty years old this year. I didn’t expect that the sword would not grow old and his interest could still be so high!
The big-headed bighead was secretly annoyed: It's good now. If I can't ask for a reward, I might have to receive a punishment. The two captains around me will definitely report it to Ji Gang!
…
Cleaning the house, Lin Linyou searched out a red-headed house deed from the empty room: "Chief Envoy and Siguan Deed Paper":
"Brother, what is this? Please explain it to me!" He pulled Zhang Bi aside.
Zhang Ben was mysterious: "Don't make any noise..."
