Wang Feng looked at the other party calmly.
Only then did he see the whole picture of Chu Ci clearly.
He is 1.65 to 1.67 meters tall, with a bun tied randomly on his head with a blue cloth strip.
There are no bangs, the hairline is not high, and the slightly three-dimensional facial features are completely exposed.
Her skin was not very good, and there were dots of freckles from both sides of the bridge of her nose to her cheekbones, and her thin lips made her look thin.
It looks like the kind of person you wouldn't find in a crowd.
No wonder my predecessor had no impression of this colleague. Chu Ci was usually very taciturn, and with his undistinguished appearance and temperament, he naturally didn't pay much attention to him.
As if aware of Wang Feng's gaze, Chu Ci immediately looked down.
Her eyes were very bright and energetic, which was how Wang Feng felt.
The moment their eyes met, Chu Ci nodded slightly, then quickened his steps and disappeared around the corner in a blink of an eye. Well, that's the women's toilet over there.
"The introduction says that she has a mysterious broken world. I guess she has already begun to practice. I don't know what realm she is in." Wang Feng thought to himself.
"I also want to practice, but right now, the most important thing for me is making money!"
"If you have money, you can eat well and drink well, you can refine your body, draw Qi into your body, open up your Dantian, and embark on the path of cultivation... The most important thing is to reward the author!"
Two hours passed quickly, and it was almost time for lunch.
The rain and snow gradually subsided, and Wang Feng's hands and feet were even numb from the cold.
"Hey! Come in and work, are you hiding and lazy?" A young man with a height of 1.8 meters, a face full of pits, and triangular single eyelids came over.
Ma Peng, Guo Hong's bastard, a villain who is flattering and arrogant.
Wang Feng glanced at this guy and walked straight into the stove room.
"Bah!" Seeing that Wang Feng ignored him, Ma Peng spat hard and walked in the door cursing.
As soon as I walked in, I heard a cold snort. I knew it was definitely Fatty Guo without even looking.
The fire stove room is responsible for providing meals to two places, one is the cell in the north, and the other is the government canteen directly opposite and across the yard.
The prisoners in the cell received two meals in the morning and evening, while the government officials received three meals a day.
Today’s lunch consists of three dishes and one soup, including chicken stewed with potatoes, scrambled eggs with green peppers, mushrooms and vegetables, plus seaweed and tofu soup.
After all, this is Bianjing, and the food provided by the county government is still very good.
"The cook and Ma Peng will stay, and the others will prepare the food." Guo Hong shouted, and at the same time waved his hands to the handymen, signaling them to leave quickly.
Others are not surprised by this.
All the handymen knew that these people naturally opened a small stove in the stove room, but no one dared to say anything.
Wang Feng came to a wooden barrel about 60 centimeters high and estimated to be 70 centimeters in diameter, filled with rice, and waited for someone to lift it with him.
"Hi!" At this time, a short man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a flat face came over to Wang Feng and sneered, turned and walked away.
Full of provocation!
Soon another little fat black man who looked like a short winter melon came to the barrel and grabbed the bracelet. Just when Wang Feng leaned over to grab it, the little black fat man suddenly let go and covered his mouth with a smile. of walking away.
As he walked, he turned back and smiled at Wang Feng.
Then several people gathered together and pointed at Wang Feng.
"I really want to kill these grandsons!" Wang Feng's fists clenched again and again.
"Why are you making such a fuss? If you don't hurry up and put the food down, you're looking for death!" At this time, Fatty Guo, who was not far away, saw a few people standing still and cursed.
The expressions of several people changed immediately, and they hurriedly carried the big bucket out.
But no one came to carry a bucket of rice with Wang Feng.
Just when Wang Feng was about to drag him away, a thin figure came over and grabbed the bracelet on the side of the barrel.
"Let's go!" Chu Ci said to Wang Feng.
Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, grabbed his bracelet and followed Chu Ci out of the door, carrying the rice bucket and walking towards the courtyard opposite.
"Thank you." On the way, Wang Feng looked at Chu Ci's profile and said.
"Yeah." Chu Ci hummed lightly.
After all, she is the protagonist, her shining points are always revealed inadvertently, and then affect the people around her. At this moment, I have a good impression of her.
wrong! I can't be soft-hearted just because of this small favor. I want to kill her and become a cold-hearted man who will become an emperor!
Wang Feng reminded himself in his heart.
The cafeteria was filled with mist and constant noise.
When Wang Feng and others arrived, a group of government servants were already queuing up in the canteen, each holding a dinner plate, waiting for food.
The smell of hot food filled the canteen, making everyone who had been hungry for a long time swallow hard.
Seeing the arrival of Wang Feng and others, the long queue started to squirm, and everyone's eyes showed the desire for hot rice.
"Xiao Fengzi!"
An accented call rang out.
Hearing this, Wang Feng, who was holding a long spoon, couldn't help but look up.
He saw a tall, thin middle-aged man wearing a black headhunter's uniform waving to him in line not far away!
While waving, he stepped on his feet and stared, with his mouth open, gesticulating back and forth.
Roughly comparing his mouth shape, he was asking about his physical condition.
Memories came out, it was none other than Master Wang Senlin!
Wang Feng smiled back and shook his head to indicate that he was fine.
The predecessor was picked up by his master Wang Senlin when he was still a baby.
A big old man, pooping and pooping around a oil bottle. If it weren't for him, Master Wang Senlin's life would have been very easy.
It’s not like he’s still stuck in the ninth-grade dantian realm.
After seeing that Wang Feng was fine, Wang Senlin could not help but feel relieved.
What Wang Feng didn't notice was that among the policemen queuing up behind him, a dashing female policeman with a pretty face and a cold face was also looking at him.
"Hey! Cutie, that guy is looking at us!" A female detective who looked like Peng Peng, a warthog, turned around and said, leaning forward.
"I heard that the kitchen made chicken stewed with potatoes today. It's my favorite. Chief Meng, you have to ask that guy to get us some more meat later." The other female prisoner turned around and said flatly to Hao Meng. Mouth, touching the belly to show pity.
"I have nothing to do with him." Hao Meng withdrew his gaze and said, "Whether he gives it or not is his business and has nothing to do with me."
"Hee hee, don't worry, cutie, as long as you keep silent like before!" Peng Peng's narrowed eyes shone with a shrewd light.
Several other female arresters also had expressions of resignation on their faces.
Hao Meng frowned and wanted to say something, but finally fell silent.
"Brother, give me more meat." A hunter who looked like a giant monkey rubbed his hands and looked at Wang Feng with a smile on his face.
Wang Feng glanced at this guy, took the dinner plate covered with rice, and stabbed a large spoon into the vegetable bucket, then poured out a large spoonful of chicken stewed with potatoes, both thick and thin.
The overcooked mashed potatoes are mixed with four or five pieces of overcooked chicken legs. It is hot and the spicy smell is coming to your face!
"Gudu!" The big horse monkey swallowed hard, and suddenly smiled like a fool, looking at the happy look on Wang's plump face.
Wang Feng held the plate in his hand and approached the spoon with an expressionless expression. The monkey's eyes widened, and then he saw Wang Feng's wrist flick.
"Bah!" A large piece of chicken fell into the vegetable bucket, and at the same time, the heart of the big-mouthed monkey with a big smile on his face fell.
"...You!" The big-mouthed monkey suddenly became angry, but after meeting Wang Feng's eyes, his whole person suddenly softened.
He knew that the gangsters in the cafeteria were not easy to deal with. If he bared his teeth today, he would never get a piece of meat in the future.
Wang Feng glanced at the big horse monkey, but his hands were shaking. In the blink of an eye, only one piece of chicken was left among the four or five pieces.
Then a spoon was placed on the rice.
"Next!" Wang Feng handed the plate to Chu Ci beside him.
The big horse monkey glared at Wang Feng with a livid face, and then came to Chu Ci's window glumly. Chu Ci was responsible for harvesting mushrooms and vegetables.
Looking at his eyes, I could tell how unpleasant the scolding would be.
Wang Feng didn't care about this at all. Who among the people serving food in the cafeteria would not be scolded in his heart?
And at first glance, this kid is new here and doesn’t understand the rules!
Yamen is the collective name for the station officials, the catchers, the strong men, the cell leaders, the executioners, the jailers, the watchmen, etc.
Except for the executioner, basically all other government officials were on duty throughout the day.
Bianjing City is very large, with a total of sixteen counties in the inner and outer cities. The inner city alone is divided into two counties: Kaifeng in the south and Fuxiang in the north.
There are far more than a hundred yamen servants in a county, but the only people in charge of food are the leaders of the third shift and some formally established yamen servants.
For example, some temporary employees find their own jobs.
"Xiao Fengzi, are you okay?" Wang Senlin stepped forward and asked in concern with a thick accent and thick eyebrows.
"Don't worry, Master, it's okay." Wang Feng replied with a smile as he put a big spoonful of chicken drumsticks mixed with mashed potatoes on the white rice.
Wang Senlin looked at the chicken pieces on his white rice in surprise, then looked up at Wang Feng, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
This boy, after falling into the water, in addition to women, he also sees himself as his master? I know I’ll give him more meat when I’m cooking!
There are unspoken rules for serving meals in the cafeteria!
Under normal circumstances, at the headhunting level, you will be given two pieces of meat by default, with no upper limit. Of course, there are no specific standards on the surface, and it all depends on whether the person who pays for the meal treats you favorably.
In that moment, Wang Feng deducted at least six or seven yuan.
"Next!" Wang Feng said and handed the dinner plate to Chu Ci.
"Xiao Fengzi..." Wang Senlin opened his mouth to say something, then shut up and took it to Chu Ci's window.
Looking back at Wang Feng serving food to others, he shook his head.
He originally wanted to say something about Wang Feng and Hao Meng, but considering that the occasion was not right, he had to give up and think about talking about it when he went back tonight.
Chu Ci glanced at the large pieces of meat on the white rice and glanced at Wang Feng, but he didn't say anything and silently scooped a spoonful of green vegetables and put it on top.
In the past, this licking dog often gave Hao Meng and the agents around him extra food, but he never gave special treatment to his master.
Chu Ci was a little surprised to see Wang Senlin being treated specially this time.
"Hey, Wang Feng, please give us a little more meat, and we will definitely say a nice word to the cute guy for you later!" One has a ponytail, looks a bit like Peng Peng, a warthog, with a short, chubby body. The female catcher winked.
Wang Feng raised his eyes and looked at the three strange-looking female catchers in the middle. He looked at Hao Meng, who looked down at Wang Feng.
He looked like he didn't want to look at Wang Feng any more.
"Humph." Wang Feng chuckled in his heart, and put a piece of chicken neck on Peng Peng's plate of rice equally.
In order to please Hao Meng, my predecessor often licked these so-called Hao Meng sisters. As a result, these bitches couldn't be eaten and handled.
At the same time, he said a lot of bad things about his predecessor behind his back, which was simply inappropriate.
"Wang Feng, what do you mean?!" Peng Peng looked at a piece of chicken neck that was only the size of a finger and was furious.
What's the meaning? I don’t want to lick anymore!
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