Lin Fan and others were a little impatient while waiting, but fortunately, while they were waiting, a pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge was served.
Lin Fan smelled it and found a faint fragrance.
Lin Fan filled a bowl for himself and pushed the others in front of Xue Wujiang.
Xue Wujiang acted as if there was no one around and asked Lin Fan: "Can this be eaten?"
"you try."
While he was talking, there was a thump outside, and some footsteps were getting closer and closer.
The first one to come in was the arrogant and domineering Jin Luo.
He was still the same as before, with a bit of domineering and arrogance on his face.
Behind him were several big men, all warriors of the Jin family.
Walking in, he roared: "I want to see today who is so brave and dares to touch members of my Jin family in the East District!"
He had a arrogant look on his face. After all, their family could be considered a giant in this area.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he froze in place.
"elder sister?"
My sister was trampled under the feet of a middle-aged man. She looked extremely embarrassed!
When he raised his head again, that handsome, slightly childish face appeared in his eyes.
"Lin Fan!"
It's Lin Fan again!
Didn't sister come to punish Lin Fan? How come in the end, I was stepped on by someone?
Lin Fan nodded and said with a smile: "We meet again."
"Lin Fan, I'm warning you! You'd better not touch a hair of my sister, otherwise you won't be able to survive today!" Jin Luo almost went crazy and wanted to tear Lin Fan into pieces!
Xue Wujiang sneered, "Your mouth is a bit smelly, I don't like it very much."
Jin Luo said angrily: "I'm talking to your master, but you, a dog, have the right to speak?"
She could now see that Xue Wujiang was Lin Fan's subordinate.
What qualifications does a subordinate have to speak?
Lin Fan frowned.
To him, Xue Wujiang was not only a servant, but also a friend. However, this was not only the first time that he heard someone humiliate Xue Wujiang like this.
He said coldly: "Zhang Zui."
Xue Wujiang nodded and slapped him from a distance of ten feet.
A strong wind came out, leaving a red palm print on Jin Luo's face.
"you!"
Jin Luo's eyes widened, a little frightened.
"Snapped!"
Another slap.
Deeper, louder.
"You dog..."
"Snapped!"
This slap caused a trace of bright red blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.
He covered his face and did not dare to speak, and there was only resentment in his eyes.
On the other hand, Lin Fan...
He had already picked up his porridge and took a slow sip.
Fragrant as always
This bowl of porridge is very good.
There is also a little chopped green onion, which adds a little greenness and a little flavor.
After taking a bite, he stopped and thought about it for a moment.
It still tastes the same as before. This kind of porridge can only be sold in Luocheng, because this kind of preserved egg can only be made in Luocheng.
"Eat some," Lin Fan said.
Xue Wujiang took a big sip, his eyes brightening.
When he was poor as a child, he had never eaten such delicious food. After becoming a monk, he was busy practicing and had no time to go out. Now he found that the mortal world is really good, and there is such delicious food.
"Yes, it's better than the food in Tiandi Restaurant." Xue Wujiang said with a smile.
"Then eat slowly, this pot is all yours."
Xue Wujiang said: "Can you eat enough?"
"If you can't finish it, ask for it."
Xue Wujiang nodded and was in a good mood.
The two of them chatted while eating, turning a blind eye to the people around them.
Finally, there was a commotion outside, and another wave of people came!
This third group of people can be said to be coming menacingly.
A middle-aged man, with many experts behind him, everyone on the street was trying to avoid him.
Jin Zhen, whom Lin Fan had been waiting for for a long time, finally arrived.
The third group of people walked into the restaurant, and the atmosphere in the restaurant seemed to solidify a bit.
Lin Fan glanced at the middle-aged man at the front.
He looks domineering and does not get angry.
In fact, Lin Fan had met Jin Zhen.
Once when he wanted to found a sect, few people congratulated him. Aunt Zhao even took Jin Zhen and a few wealthy people there to congratulate herself. Jin Zhen always felt that it was a gift to Lin Fan.
When he saw his precious daughter being stepped on by Xue Wujiang and his son Jin Luo's cheeks being red and swollen, his anger rose!
"Bastard! Lin Fan, it's all in vain that my Jin family treats you so well. Once you opened a sect, I even gave you a plaque! You actually treat my children like this!"
"Not thin?"
Lin Fan thought he heard something wrong.
He went to the Immortal Sect's artifact to handle some matters, and his son humiliated him over and over again. Isn't this a bad idea?
Or does it mean that he once gave himself a small plaque as a symbolic gift?
That plaque was too small, and it looked like an insult when it was hung in front of the Qinglan Sect.
Is this called thin?
Jin Luo took advantage of the situation and said: "Father, why are you still talking nonsense to this ungrateful little bastard? Let someone take him down and we will torture him!"
His handsome face became a little distorted.
"Shut up!" Jin Zhen was still calm and told his son to shut up, then stared at Lin Fan: "For what you did today, I need a reason."
Lin Fan smiled, scooped up some porridge with a spoon, and said, "I want to eat now. I never speak while eating. This is a matter of politeness."
Jin Zhen frowned: "What do you mean?"
"That is to say, when I eat, I don't talk about business."
After speaking, he put the porridge into his mouth, chewed it, and said with a little satisfaction, "The porridge here is really good."
He looked at Xue Wujiang and asked, "How is it?"
"It tastes good, but it's just not enough." Xue Wujiang giggled.
A few simple words filled everyone's hearts with horror.
Lin Fan...what does this mean?
Does he really want to eat by himself and leave the head of the Jin family aside?
Then, wait until he finishes the porridge?
Jin Zhen's face twitched violently several times.
In my heart, there were even more stormy waves rising.
Once upon a time, Lin Fan was just a liar, or even a loser. He could not cultivate immortality or martial arts. When something happened, his first reaction was to run away.
Now, Lin Fan actually showed such determination.
Mount Tai collapsed on his face without changing his face.
"Lin Fan, you have become a little arrogant."
He sneered a few times, his eyes very gloomy.
Lin Fan ignored him at all and continued to eat porridge with Xue Wujiang.
"I haven't tasted this taste for a long time. Now I drink a little. It's warm and comfortable." He said to himself, and Xue Wujiang nodded on his side.
Everyone was silent.
Watching the two of them eating porridge, Jin Zhen's patience was gradually worn away.
Finally seeing that they had finished eating, Jin Zhen was about to speak when Xue Wujiang suddenly raised his hand, "One more pot! Make more! Didn't you see how big I am?"
Jin Zhen: "..."
His face became increasingly gloomy.
"That's enough." He finally spoke, his teeth almost shattered, and he said angrily: "If you delay any longer, I'm not done with you today! Don't think that just because you know Mrs. Zhao, you can do whatever you want!"
Lin Fan smiled and said: "Just wait, people are like iron rice or steel, they always have to eat enough."
"If you don't want to wait, I will send you to the West now."
These words made the restaurant become dead silent again!
