To say that Lu Cong is not involved means that there must be no such thing.
As long as Lin Ji starts cooking, this kid will inevitably show up at noon.
If you usually do a lot, just leave a portion for him.
Lin Ji only had one kilogram of noodles today. He deliberately ate only a half-full bowl in the morning. Of course, it was impossible for Lin Ji to share half a bowl with Lu Cong.
"Either find something to eat by yourself, or watch me eat it."
After saying that, Lin Ji ignored Lu Cong, picked up the chopsticks and started eating noodles.
After taking two bites, he saw that Lu Cong actually moved a stool and sat down. Looking at it eagerly, Lin Ji suddenly had a speechless and choked expression on his face.
The speed of eating suddenly accelerated.
He finished a pound of noodles in a few mouthfuls, and drank every drop of the noodle soup left in the bowl.
It wasn't until he saw the disappointed expression on Lu Cong's face that Lin Ji put down the bowl and burped.
To be honest, eating means feeling full but not tasting.
If it weren't for the aroma of chicken soup lingering in his mouth, Lin Ji would have wanted to fall out with Lu Cong.
"If you have nothing to do, go out for a walk. If you can't, go gamble or go whoring. How can you behave like a demon hunter who behaves like a beggar all day long?"
"Hey, boss, if you go to Ruyilou to cook, there won't be any other cooks to worry about." Lu Cong said with a naive smile.
"Gungun, don't disturb my nap."
After sending Lu Cong away, Lin Ji lay on the recliner again, preparing to take a nap.
Not long after he closed his eyes, Song Er hurried in.
"Captain Lin, there's a fight at Caishikou. I happened to pass by your place. Do you want to go and see it together?"
Lin Ji was still too lazy to open his eyes.
"Did anyone die?"
"No, but I heard there was blood."
"What's going on?"
"The vegetable seller was short of a few pounds, and the vegetable buyer seemed to be suffering from too much. He brought a scale with him and was caught on the spot."
Lin Ji sighed and turned over.
"Don't bother me if you don't kill anyone."
"Okay, I'll come back if someone is killed."
"Don't come looking for me even if you lose your life."
Having said that, Lin Ji still got up from the recliner with a look of impatience on his face.
Follow Song Er to Caishikou.
This place was already surrounded by people, leaving a small open space in the middle for the two guys with bloody heads to display their full martial arts.
Lin Ji watched with interest for a while.
Although in his eyes, the fight between the vegetable seller and the vegetable buyer is nothing more than a bastard punching each other, or entangled and wrestling.
But this kind of excitement is rare.
Without using knives, the only weapons on both sides were the vegetable baskets and a frozen cucumber.
Lin Ji estimated that he wouldn't be able to kill anyone in one day's fighting. In that case, he just had to have fun.
After watching for a while, both parties seemed to be tired of fighting.
They each sat on the ground, one holding half a cucumber and the other holding a basket with only a handle, pointing at each other and yelling curses.
Seeing that the fun was gone, Lin Ji pushed away the crowd and walked out.
"It's all gone."
"Lin Captou, this guy doesn't make enough money selling vegetables, yet he dares to curse people even after saying a few words about him."
"If you don't have enough supplies, you'll be doomed. What's the point of beating people?"
"Okay, let's go back to our respective homes and look for trouble every day."
After sending away the fighting parties and the onlookers, Song Er had the foresight to summon a few scoundrels to clean up the mess at Caishikou.
After such a mess, Lin Ji was no longer sleepy at all.
After a long yawn, Lin Ji thought about finding a teahouse to sit for a while.
Song Er, who was on the side, saw Lin Ji's idle look and quickly smiled and said: "Captain Lin, why don't you go to the gambling stall and play some games?"
"The gambling stall? I won't go." Lin Ji shook his head, "If I win, it's like you let me, but if I lose, you don't dare to take my money, so you try every means to find a way to send it back to me. This is a bullshit."
"Will Ruyilou set a table for you? I heard that the chef there has new dishes."
"I'm not that flattering. I just finished eating."
Song Er didn't care after being exposed.
"Then let's take a trip to Minghua Tower. Today there is a Qinghuan from Liangcheng who settled in Minghua Tower. I heard from the old madam that he can sing ditty very well."
"Song Er, when did you see me going to Minghua Tower...?"
Halfway through his words, Lin Ji suddenly frowned.
After pondering for a moment, he chuckled and said, "That's all, I'll make an exception today and go to Minghua Tower to sit down."
...
Follow Song Er to Minghua Tower.
As soon as he walked through the door, the old madam suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"Hey, hey, isn't this Mr. Lin? He's a rare visitor!"
"Daughters, Captain Lin is here. Come upstairs and invite him to the private room. Yingying Yanyan, you two will take care of Captain Lin for me!"
Even Lin Ji, who doesn't visit brothels, often hears people talk about Yingying Yanyan, one of the two top names in Minghua House.
Even the eldest son Zhou Qian once paid a high price to spend a spring night with these two beauties, but he never got what he wanted.
Courtesans belong to courtesans, and those who pay the highest price get the goods.
But these two girls, Yingying and Yanyan, are out-and-out pure courtesans. They are also the trademarks of the old madam, and they support the scene.
It's not easy to let it out to entertain guests, let alone a kiss.
"Got it, Mom."
There was a response from upstairs, and two girls in white plain skirts slowly walked down the stairs, holding Lin Ji's arms on the left and right.
Yingying Yanyan is worthy of being the signature of Minghua House, with her fine appearance and elegant figure.
In this extremely vulgar brothel, these two people wore plain skirts and lightly applied pink and white.
It also has a natural body fragrance.
The beautiful woman loves Qiluo Shang, but the natural fragrance of musk deer is not worthy of honor.
This sentence is perfect to describe these two beauties.
Lin Ji was surrounded by people and walked up to the private room on the second floor.
Tea and snacks were ready. After Lin Ji sat down, he looked at the table on the first floor and then turned to Song Er.
"When will the Qing Guoren you mentioned come to power?"
Without waiting for Song Er's reply, Miss Yingying chuckled and said, "I, Dao Lin, are really hard-hearted and don't like beauty. It turns out that he doesn't like our sisters."
These words were spoken with a tone that was three-quarters jealous and seven-quarters grievance, which made people feel no dissatisfaction, but only pity.
Coupled with that self-pitying look.
"Absolutely awesome." Lin Ji praised.
Miss Yingying seemed to know that Lin Ji had noticed that she was acting, because she also burst into laughter and fed Lin Ji another piece of cake.
"Maybe in the evening, when there are more guests." Song Er couldn't guess, "I just heard about it, and I planned to come today to open my eyes."
"Why don't you come and open your eyes one day?" Lin Ji mocked.
Song Er laughed awkwardly.
In the yamen, he and Zhou Qian were the most frequent visitors to Minghua Building.
After sitting in the private room upstairs for two hours, watching the sky outside getting darker, the first floor of Minghua Building became lively.
Lin Ji's eyes swept across the hall on the first floor from time to time.
But suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.
It was a fat, bald donkey wearing a monk's robe.
"Huh? Master Xingchi?"
Lin Ji felt it was a bit absurd. Master Xingchi was a senior monk from Daliang Temple in Liangcheng. Why did he come to Qingyang County to visit the brothels?
But before Lin Ji went down to say hello, drum music was already playing on the stage on the first floor.
Song Er was quite excited and stared at the first floor.
"The shepherds are coming to power."
