"Niu Laosan?"
Upon hearing this name, everyone was stunned for a moment. Who is Niu Laosan?
At this time, Zhan Jingyi stood up silently, looked at the boss who rushed out, lowered his waist and said, "Okay, boss."
After finishing speaking, Zhan Jingyi pulled Qingzhen and Xingkai and walked towards the door of the inn. The monkey and Tianbao in the distance just wanted to move, but when they took a look at the black knight not far away, they had to look at Zhan Jingyi. The three of them walked into the inn.
In fact, Zhan Jingyi is also a little confused now. If it weren't for the fact that the innkeeper's voice was so familiar to Zhan Jingyi, he might have doubted his ears.
At this time, although Zhan Jingyi couldn't figure out the situation, he could still guess how tense the current situation was.
At this time, you actually want to ask yourself to cook? Is it appropriate?
“Stir-fry??”
Faced with this situation, Xiang Tu and others were also puzzled. Could it be that this killer came back with tens of thousands of people?
The first thing is, shouldn't we rush into the palace immediately and kill that bastard Bone Master? Why did you come here to eat first?
You eat and you eat, but tens of thousands of people behind you are still waiting!
Is this really good? Doesn't your conscience hurt?
"Hurry up! What are you doing standing still?"
The innkeeper was a little anxious when he saw Zhan Jingyi walking slowly, so he took the initiative to step forward and reached out his hand to pull him away quickly. However, after grabbing Zhan Jingyi's shoulder with one hand, the owner's face suddenly became ugly.
"Broken hand??"
Zhan Jingyi nodded numbly. In fact, it had been broken before, but the last time he came back, he had been working in the kitchen after applying for the job. Plus, at that time, the whole king was in chaos, so he never knew about his injury.
At this time, Zhan Jingyi was a little touched to see his boss caring about him so much.
But soon, I changed my mind, right?
Why should I care if my hand is broken? In fact, I still have a lot of injuries on my body!
I'm afraid the reason why the boss attaches great importance to his arms is because he needs to cook. Think about it, for a cook, his hands are his second life.
Although he is not actually a cook, he just likes it as a hobby. In fact, even if he loses his arms and Zhan Jingyi has only one hand, there is actually no problem in cooking.
It's just that the taste is a bit different, but compared to the people here who only know how to cook, my skills can be called a master chef.
Although Zhan Jingyi didn't care, in the eyes of the innkeeper, this was a big problem.
…
"Hmph, wait."
The boss turned around and walked to Xiangtu, stretched out his hand and said, "Why don't you give me one?"
"What??"
Xiangtu stared at the hand handed over by the boss with a blank expression on his face. He didn't know what the old man wanted to ask him.
"Medicine! The pills from your Xiang family are the best. Don't tell me you didn't bring them with you. Give me some of them!"
Now it was Xiang Tu's turn to feel a little dizzy. He looked the old man up and down. After confirming that this old man was really an ordinary person, Xiang Tu's beard stood up angrily.
Who is this guy? An ordinary person dares to ask for medicine like this? Don’t you know that the pills in your hands are priceless?
How could it be given so casually to such an ordinary person!
wrong!
Later, Xiang Tu thought again, how could this old man know that he had the medicine? You know, the Xiang family has only one medicine, and that is the Ten Thousand Blood Pills.
The prescription of this medicine is actually not a secret, but the difficulty is that this medicine requires too many precious medicines and the painstaking efforts of alien beasts.
Moreover, making a Ten Thousand Blood Pill is equivalent to burning a year's income of a small family, so even a wealthy family like the Xiang family does not have much on hand.
Therefore, let alone other aristocratic families, it is basically impossible to refine a medicine with a year's income without even thinking about it.
Some people in the military may have heard of it, but it is impossible for ordinary people to have access to this information. Now, this old man doesn't even take a breath and asks himself for medicine.
Besides, you ask for medicine when you ask for it, right? You should be polite to me, but being so rude makes it look like I know you very well?
"Why, don't give it? If you don't give it to me, I'll call the little wolf! Then I'll beat you up, and you can blame me."
When the boss saw Xiangtu's reluctant look, he curled his lips and turned around to walk back.
Xiangtu didn't understand what it meant at first. He always felt that this sentence was very familiar, but he was old and couldn't remember it. He had never heard this sentence before.
At this time, he kept muttering in his mouth: "Little wolf...ah...little wolf. Could it be!"
Suddenly, Xiang Tu was shaken, his presbyopic eyes were staring straight at the boss, and he screamed: "You are..., it turns out to be you!"
The boss ignored Xiang Tu's shocked expression, turned around and said with a smile: "Give it to me, no? Xiao..."
…
"No, no, no, here, here! Here!"
Before he finished speaking, Xiang Tu quickly and carefully took out a small box from his arms. As soon as the box came out, Zhan Jingyi's spirit suddenly lifted.
He could feel the strong power fluctuations on the box. He was afraid that the box itself had a powerful seal. Judging from the style of the box, there was no doubt that the thing in the box must be something extraordinary.
This made Zhan Jingyi feel confused.
"Who is Xiaolang? Who is the boss? A dignified elder of the Xiang family has few rivals in the current environment. Why is he so afraid of the boss?"
"Isn't this boss an ordinary person? If that's the case... Master Tao and I were interviewing chefs to avoid disaster. How could he not know??"
"Also, in order to succeed in the interview, I also used hypnosis on my boss. If he is really extraordinary, how could he be affected?"
Could it be...
At this time, Zhan Jingyi felt a chill in his heart. He felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. His scalp was numb. At this time, Zhan Jingyi began to wonder in his heart whether everything before was caused by his boss. Pretended on purpose.
If this is really the case...then this person is too scary.
You know, it's easy to act stupid.
The hard part is getting everyone to think you are a fool.
At this moment, Zhan Jingyi felt bad, as if he felt like he was being fooled by others. Of course, this was just a guess. Psychologically, Zhan Jingyi didn't believe that this was the case.
But if it is true, then the whole world owes this old man a movie star. For a moment, Zhan Jingyi's mind was filled with thoughts, and he thought of various possibilities in an instant.
In fact, these doubts were not only felt by him, but also by the people around him.
Including Qingzhen, no one took this seriously at first, the innkeeper who was fussing over it every day and fiddling with his abacus.
The boss asked Xiang Tu to open the box. After opening the box, there was a golden pill inside, which looked a bit like a bezoar pill. The outside was covered with a layer of golden sugar. The pill was colorless and odorless when taken out.
Even though he brought it to Zhan Jingyi's nose, he couldn't smell it. He only saw the boss hand the elixir to Zhan Jingyi's mouth and said, "Eat it!"
Although Zhan Jingyi didn't know what it was, but seeing Xiang Tu's face in pain, he knew without thinking that it must be a treasure.
It’s a treasure that you can’t miss. Zhan Jingyi immediately swallowed the elixir in one gulp. After a while, Zhan Jingyi looked at the boss and Xiangtu suspiciously. It’s been a long time. Why? No reaction.
At this moment, Zhan Jingyi began to wonder if the medicine Xiang Tu gave him was fake.
"boom!"
Zhan Jingyi almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He felt like a ball of fire in his stomach, and it burned to the top of his head. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout.
As a result, he found that he couldn't scream at all, and it was even difficult to breathe. The fire quickly spread through his limbs and bones. Zhan Jingyi could even hear that his bones were like firewood in a fire, burning like firewood. ring.
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