Chapter 120: Huofeng Escort Agency
At this time, a heroic young man came out from the door with a candied haws in his hand. When he saw the person coming, he couldn't help shouting excitedly:
"Brother Feng, why are you here?"
"Hey, isn't this my brother? It turns out your family lives here."
The lazy young man is Zhao Feng, the son of Zhao Yuntian of Yinren Village, and the heroic young man is the eldest grandson of the owner of Jiangyue Bamboo Village, and the river is about to cross.
Seeing this, the housekeeper couldn't help but look sideways. He asked the young man beside him softly: "Master, do you know this gentleman?"
The heroic young man beamed with joy and said, "Not only do we know each other, Master, I have also lost my reputation in his hands."
"Failed?"
The housekeeper was a little confused for a moment. If the two of them had fought, it must have been a grudge. Why were they so friendly when they met?
Just when he was confused, Zhao Feng said with a beaming expression:
"If you want to get back in the game, let's compete again when we have the opportunity in the future. To tell you the truth, I can eat thirty buns in half an hour now. Brother Du will ask you if you are afraid."
After hearing this, the heroic young man suddenly became energetic, and he said with disdain: "Now I can only eat twenty-three in half an hour. When I practice again, and we compete again in the future, I don't believe I can't eat you!"
The lazy young man chuckled and replied, "Okay, then I'll give you another chance to challenge me."
"It's a deal." At this moment, the young man named Jiang Yudu looked very serious, even more serious than when he was practicing.
Seeing the serious expressions on their faces, even the knowledgeable butler couldn't bear to look directly at them, while the group of men around the lazy young man sighed and shook their heads.
Childish, too childish.
After that, Zhao Feng led a group of subordinates to wave goodbye to the young man and left.
Jiang Yudu's expression was solemn. After he returned to the village, he ran to the kitchen. He pinched his waist and shouted loudly to a group of cooks: "I want to eat steamed buns tonight, thirty first!"
Cooks: "..."
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On the way back to Yunxi County, Zhao Feng was a little solemn. Since the destruction of Yinren Village, he brought his men to Yunxi County and started the work of transporting grain and grass. On the one hand, he wanted to support his family. They wanted to gather information and investigate the person behind the murder of his grandfather, and Jiangyue Bamboo Village was their long-term employer and buyer.
Through long-term contact, he found that Jiangyue Bamboo Village is very different from ordinary mountain villas. As far as ordinary villas are concerned, most of them have their own caravans to make profits for the family, and they also have their own workshops in Yunxi County, or Silk, dyeing shop, herbal medicine shop, pawn shop, etc.
This Jiangyue Bamboo Villa is different. Not only do they not have their own power, but even the caravans that transport food and grass to the villa are hired, and they have no source of income. How do they maintain their villa?
As he thought about it, Zhao Feng's thoughts drifted to half a month ago. At that time, he had just rushed back to Yunxi County from Luoye City. He had been riding a fast horse for ten hours. By the time he arrived, it was already... It's morning the next day.
He didn't eat or drink during the journey, and ran all the way. As soon as he landed, he was very hungry. What's more, the silver coins wrapped around his waist accidentally dropped while running, and he didn't even know that he had dropped them. Where was it, so Zhao Feng could only stand in front of the bun shop and watch helplessly.
At this moment, a well-dressed and heroic young man placed a large basket of steamed buns on the wooden table. This young man looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old. Just by looking at his clothes, he could tell that he belonged to a wealthy family. The lazy young man felt strange. He wondered how such a young child could eat more than twenty steamed buns?
He was so hungry that he stood in front of the young man and asked:
"Little brother, can you eat so many buns by yourself?" In other words, he wanted to share some "pressure" with the young man.
Just as the young man was about to reach for the buns, he was interrupted by the man in front of him. He hated others interfering with his eating the most in his life, and a little anger could not help but appear on his face.
"What does it have to do with you if I eat my buns?!"
Zhao Feng didn't care about the other party's anger at all. He first glanced around to make sure that the elders in the young man's family were not around, and then turned back to look at the young man in front of him. However, the smell of the steamed buns next to him always made his thoughts drift away. The lazy young man swallowed his saliva and said:
"I'm afraid you won't be able to finish it and waste it."
The young man was very angry. He hated others saying that he was not good at eating.
"Hmph, to tell you the truth, I am the biggest eater in my family. Even in Yunxi County, I am known as the 'Food King'. Not to mention these twenty, even thirty, young master, I can still eat. "
"You said you are the 'Rice King'?" Zhao Feng showed a surprised expression.
"You do not believe?"
"Brother, I have a big appetite. I dare to come and ask for advice today." After saying that, the lazy young man sat down opposite the young man.
"Okay, let's compete in the name of 'Rice King'!"
When it came to eating, Zhao Feng's mind was very bright. He thought about it and said:
"It's too small to bet on 'Food King' alone. Let's do it this way. Today we won't compete on the amount of food. We will compete on speed. The time is half a quarter of an hour. Whoever eats more within the specified time is the winner and will enjoy the title of 'Food King' from now on." 'How about the loser paying for the meal?"
The young man thought for a moment and then agreed.
"good!"
However, Zhao Feng was so hungry that he ate twenty-eight steamed buns in just half a quarter of an hour. On the other hand, the heroic young man only ate twenty. In the end, the young man won the title and the young man lost. Got some silver.
"I lost this time, but I don't accept it. After I improve my speed, I will definitely ask you to take back the title of 'Food King'. My name is Jiang Yudu, do you dare to sign up for me!"
The lazy young man burped, but he would not give his real name: "Brother, my name is Huo Feng."
The two didn't know each other without fighting. In the following process, their discussion about food had reached an "extreme level", but time passed quickly. The young man hurried home, and the two said goodbye.
Looking back now, Zhao Feng felt more and more that this young man was not simple. It was unusual for him to have such an appetite at such a young age. You know, he was a very good eater but he was forced to increase his appetite because he practiced "Water Dragon Song".
In addition, through soul exploration, he also discovered that this young man actually had the cultivation level of a chivalrous warrior, which really surprised him.
"Could it be some kind of hidden family?"
Zhao Feng was chewing grass roots while thinking about it, and started mumbling unconsciously. At this time, a man next to him saw that he was always distracted and mumbling, so he couldn't help but ask:
"Shopkeeper, what are you muttering about?"
