When Xu Jia returned to his room, his eyes were red, as if he had cried just now. Lin Hui saw it and said, "What's going on? Who made the eldest son angry? Or is it that the eldest son is the boss in this house?" Not happy?"
Xu Jia didn't want to get angry with Lin Hui, so he bowed to Lin Hui heavily: "Senior brother, I have to go on a long journey, and I will leave my parents to you."
Lin Hui clenched his fists, and the sharp pain from his nails digging into his flesh made him stop the ecstasy on his face. He pretended to be relaxed: "Oh, where are you going?"
"I'm going to the border to discuss business. It may take as long as a year or as little as half a year."
"Just go, it seems like this house won't be able to survive without you." Lin Hui sneered.
Xu Jia had long been accustomed to Lin Hui's strange aura and bowed to Lin Hui. He simply packed his luggage and didn't know when he left.
Xu Wanning wanted to see Pei Heng again.
Fubai: "I'll make arrangements. I'll make arrangements now."
Eaters have short mouths, not to mention that the food they are eating is cooked by the lady herself. It tastes great, so you have to go back and give Fusong a good taste.
Fusong was in the kitchen, holding his sword and staring at Peng Fu.
Peng Fu's hands were trembling, and his body was like sifting chaff.
"Brother, what happened? The governor sent you to be the cook?" Fubai pinched him as soon as he saw his eldest brother, and Fusong glanced at him: "Why are you here?"
"Is the Governor here?"
"Are you sure you can find the Overlord in the kitchen?"
"Isn't this why I asked after smelling the fragrance?"
"Are you a dog with a nose? Are you looking for people by smell?" Fusong sneered.
"Haha, have you been annoyed by the governor again? You said how nice I am to stay with Miss Xu. She is so handy and skillful, and she even cooks for us. Tsk, tsk, brother, I dare say that you will never I’ve never had such a good meal!”
"Your life was only twenty-four years? So short?"
Fusong didn't say anything, but if he really wanted to speak venomously, Fubai was no match for him.
Fu Bai, who was defeated, said: "I'm going to find the governor."
Fusong turned to look at Peng Fu, who was slightly relaxed: "Don't stop."
Peng Fu put salt into the pot with trembling hands. His hands trembled. It seemed that he had put too much salt.
Fubai went to the main house, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his eldest brother looked a little strange today.
What day is it today?
Why is it that big brother seems to have taken gunpowder?
After taking only three steps forward, Fubai stopped.
He remembered what day it was today. Today was the eighth day of August, the governor's birthday. How could he forget such an important thing!
Fubai let out a long sigh and was thinking about what birthday gift to give to the governor, when Pei Heng saw him first.
Pei Heng was practicing swordplay, and the sword in his hand was approaching Fubai.
Fubai hurriedly concentrated on welcoming him. After more than twenty moves between the master and servant, Fubai was finally defeated.
"Why are you here?" Pei Heng put away his sword and wiped the sweat on his face with a clean handkerchief, not caring even if he was dripping with sweat.
"Master Governor, Miss Xu said she wants to see you." Fubai said truthfully, "How about I tell the lady that the Governor wants to go back tomorrow?"
Today is the Governor's birthday.
Pei Heng wiped his sweaty hands and glanced at Fubai: "Why should I go tomorrow?"
Fubai: "... Then, how about going the day after tomorrow?"
Pei Heng threw the towel in his hand to Fu Bai: "Why can't I go today?"
"Today is the governor's birthday." Fubai said.
"Does anyone celebrate my birthday?" Pei Heng asked him.
Fubai nodded seriously: "Fusong and I, Fusong is letting Peng Fu cook in the kitchen!"
"Are you sure the food made by Peng Fu is edible?"
Fu Bai nodded, then shook his head: "Compared with Miss Xu, it seems to be a bit inferior."
Pei Heng paused and asked, "What did you just say?"
"I said that compared to Miss Xu, Peng Fu's craftsmanship seems to be a bit inferior. It's not as delicious as Miss Xu's."
Pei Heng's eyes lit up: "Xu Wanning can also cook?"
"Yes, today's lunch dish is the pickled fish she made. The appearance and taste are exactly the same as those made by Peng Fu." Fubai said, "Master, it's your birthday today, I'll buy you a birthday gift."
Pei Heng's mouth was about to burst, and the pear dimples on his cheeks could hold wine: "Didn't you already give me a big gift?"
Monk Fubai Zhanger was confused: "What? I didn't give you a gift!"
He hasn’t bought it yet!
Pei Heng ignored him and walked into the house, "Come down, I want to take a shower and change clothes."
Half an hour later, Pei Heng was smelling delicious from head to toe.
The table was filled with fish that Pei Heng loved to eat.
"Master Governor, it's your birthday today, so I asked Peng Fu to cook a few dishes..."
Pei Heng took a look, took a bite, and put down his chopsticks.
Sure enough, it was delicious, delicious, but he just couldn't taste the same taste he had eaten before. He also wondered if there was something wrong with his sense of taste. It turned out...
"You ask Peng Fu to come over."
Peng Fu came tremblingly and knelt down as soon as he came in: "I wish the governor a happy birthday. Today will be the same day every year, and this day will be the same day every year."
"You are a talkative one." Pei Heng smiled coldly: "Do you think I should reward you, or should I reward the person who specially taught you how to cook and sent you here to me?"
Fusong's hand is already on the hilt of the sword, assassin? Undercover?
Peng Fu pretended not to understand: "What the governor is saying, I can't understand."
"Don't you understand? Then let me explain it more clearly." Pei Heng pointed to the dishes on the table: "These fish-related dishes were all taught to you by the person who sent them to you, right? They are very similar in appearance, smell and taste. , but I don’t think it tastes good because I feel like there’s something missing here.”
"What?" Peng Fu asked subconsciously.
I regretted it after asking.
Isn’t this a disguised admission that he is a fake?
"Sure enough, the food in Yancheng was not made by you." Pei Heng had guessed it from Fu Bai before, but he didn't expect that he actually cheated him: "Xu Wanning taught you this, right?"
Peng Fu gritted his teeth and refused to say anything. Fusong's sword was unsheathed: "If you dare to deceive the governor, you are seeking death!"
The sword as cold as frost stopped on Peng Fu's neck. It was as cold as ice. Peng Fu admitted immediately, "Master, the lady didn't let me say it."
"What did she tell you?" Pei Heng waved his hand and asked Fu Song to take back his sword.
"The lady asked me to learn how to cook a few dishes from her, and she taught me how to cook them so well that even her maids couldn't tell them apart. Then she sent me to you, saying that you were generous and generous, so I thought I would be able to do it in a few years. I never thought about going back to Yancheng to buy a big house and live a good life, I thought..."
Peng Fu really felt wronged, too wronged.
I've been here for so long, and I haven't even seen a copper coin. I have to tuck my head in my belt every minute. This fusong scares him at every turn, asking for money, but he has no money, and his life is about to be frightened. This is still a human life. day!
"The lady didn't let me say it, saying that if I did, everyone would be dead. Lord Governor, I didn't mean to lie to you on purpose! The lady didn't mean to lie to you on purpose either!"
Peng Fu cried loudly: "I really feel that the taste of the food made by me and the lady is the same. They can't tell the difference between red plums, green apricots and Chenwang. How come you taste it differently!"
Pei Heng was not angry but smiled: "Fusong, give him a reward of one hundred taels of silver."
Peng Fu was startled: "Master Governor, you, won't you hit me?"
"It's my birthday today and I'm in a good mood, so I won't hit you." Pei Heng shook his fan and went out with a big smile.
He's going to fight the heartless one!
