You don’t need to think about it to know this.
The Pei family is a family of martial arts and is famous for being proficient in all aspects of martial arts.
However, Pei Yuange's reputation is rising now, but it is because he can eat and play that he has become the most famous playboy.
It was still so-so at first, so he himself kept a low profile. after recent events Pei Yuange stepped forward and opened the door.
The guard stood respectfully outside, waiting for him to speak.
"Okay, I'll go back with you.
As for them, there's nothing to do with them."
When Pei Yuange calmed down, his handsome face showed his charm, his peach blossom eyes blinked, and his expressionless face was still infinitely romantic.
"This" the guard looked at the people in the room with great embarrassment: "The master said that we must invite all four of you back.
Master, please don't embarrass me."
Wenren Qianjue smiled angrily and walked calmly to Pei Yuange: "I'll go back with you.
No matter how you say this, it all happened because of me and has nothing to do with you."
As long as she makes it clear to the head of the Pei family, the problem shouldn't be too big.
"No need."
Pei Yuange didn't want to involve her: "There is no such rule in the Pei family to huddle behind a woman when something happens."
Baili Suye had already stood up calmly, and passed between the two of them.
When he reached the stairs, the people behind him were still looking at him in stunned silence.
His Majesty the Seventh Prince was planning to take this trip.
He looked back, with a hint of doubt in his cold expression: "I'm not leaving yet."
Bai Shengluo naturally had no objections and followed him calmly.
As expected, four people appeared in the lobby of the Pei family.
"Brother, you're back."
A familiar voice sounded, and Pei Yuankong walked in.
He had already changed into casual clothes at his home, and his figure was tall and straight.
Although he was not wearing a military uniform, he still gave people a straight feeling.
When he saw Baili Suye, Pei Yuankong leaned over very skillfully and said: "Your Majesty the Seventh Highness."
Then he nodded to Wenren Qianjue and Bai Shengluo: "Miss Wenren, Miss Bai."
"Do you know why dad wanted me to come back?"
Pei Yuange saw that everyone had come back with him, and he was afraid that his father would not give him face and would involve innocent people.
Although the Pei family is good at martial arts, it is inevitable that they are not very good at adapting.
"I don't know."
Pei Yuankong was very calm.
He walked forward, took the teapot from the servant's hand, and poured tea for everyone himself.
The joints of the hand that holds the knife all year round are larger than ordinary people, which is clearly good-looking, and the movement of pouring tea is also crisp and neat.
Wenren Qianjue thanked him, drank tea and looked at the Pei family.
Suddenly, I heard a roar outside the lobby: "You little bastard, you still have the nerve to come back."
Bai Shengluo put down the teacup calmly and asked seriously: "Little bastard is your nickname."
She rarely left home, and the Bai residence was sparsely populated, so she had never heard this curse word before.
Pei Yuange's handsome face instantly distorted, and he said solemnly: "No."
It's true that the old man didn't even give him any face in front of so many people.
Mr.
Pei walked in.
He had a muscular figure with clearly defined muscles.
He could be beaten at a glance.
He looked at Pei Yuange with a dark face: "Let's see how I deal with you later."
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Then he first said to Baili Suye: "I have met His Highness Seventh Prince."
He knew that Mr.
Ye was His Majesty the Seventh Prince.
An imperceptible smile appeared on Qianjue's lips.
In that case, today's incident was not as serious as he thought.
Mr.
Pei angrily took out the weapon handed over by the guard, and aimed at Pei Yuange with a bright ox-cutting sword.
"Dad" Pei Yuange stepped back, still smiling: "It's just spending some money, it's not that serious."
"Why is it not so serious?"
Mr.
Pei swung his sword, slashing left and right, but Pei Yuange dodged them.
Pei Yuankong stood aside without any worry, as if he was used to it.
"I've lost all my face by you."
Seeing that he couldn't hit him, Mr.
Pei didn't feel relieved at all.
He threw the big knife towards Pei Yuange and shouted: "It's okay to spend money, but the problem is that what you spent is not decent at all."
If you are afraid to eat in a private room, why not book the entire restaurant?"
It is well known: Bai Shengluo: Mr.
Pei traveled thousands of miles to get his son back for a long time just for this matter.
Pei Yuange patiently explained: "Because Yuange is helping Qianjue and doesn't want to make the battle so big."
"Come on, you don't have a single useful word in your mouth."
Mr.
Pei angrily took the tea that Pei Yuankong handed over at the right time and drank it all: "Don't say that dad doesn't respect you as a wife.
If you have a chance, tell me how to save the Pei family's face."
Pei Yuange thought for a while and said consciously: "How about this.
Instead of going out to eat, we will directly hold a food tasting conference.
Invite a group of dignitaries."
"That's pretty much it."
Mr.
Pei stroked his beard and expressed satisfaction.
Then he turned to Wenren Qianjue and Bai Shengluo, who no longer wanted to talk, and said, "Wenren girl, Bai family girl, I've been with my family these days.
The brat is embarrassed and you are in trouble.”
Wenren Qianjue opened his mouth: "Master Pei is too polite."
Bai Shengluo also felt strange: "It's not bitter."
"Then it's settled.
Remember, there is His Highness Seventh with you.
Don't bring His Highness the seventh to embarrass you."
Mr.
Pei reprimanded him with a straight face, and then said: "I will do as you say.
Dad wants to See results.”
Mr.
Pei left calmly with a big knife on his shoulder.
Baili Suye said calmly: "Did you hear that?"
.
Don't bring shame with me. " Pei Yuange was about to cry but had no tears.
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This was nothing.
So, that night, invitations were sent to the dignitaries in the capital.
On the other hand, Wenren Qianjue is responsible for spreading the news of the tasting conference to ordinary people.
In this way, chefs will come to the tasting conference to make the dishes they are most proud of in order to become famous.
In addition, dignitaries who come to the tasting conference can also taste delicious food in an elegant manner.
Most importantly, she can investigate suspicious people through this tasting session.
After taking a picture of the last golden flower note at the door of Fushou Restaurant, Wenren Qianjue sat on the roof of the night breeze.
She silently felt that the completion of this tasting conference would be beneficial to everyone, but only to No matter what you say, Pei Yuange will definitely become a living symbol of "people are stupid and have too much money" The night wind blew her long hair, and she habitually stroked the ring of fluff on her wrist.
Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly heard a faint voice.
"Eat, eat, eat."
Someone kept murmuring, looking for it.
The sound was not loud, but it made people feel frightened from the bottom of their hearts.
Wenren Qianjue's eyes narrowed, and the voice came from Fushou Restaurant.
She suddenly turned over and landed in the backyard, with her bare hands already on the ancient knife at her waist.
There was a light on in the kitchen, but there weren't many people there anymore.
Fu Shou Restaurant was not an inn, and it didn't open at night.
It seems that someone hasn't left yet.
"What's wrong with you?"
The man's voice sounded very comforting, and he asked someone very doubtfully.
Wenren Qianjue felt that he had heard this voice somewhere.
A handsome young face flashed before my eyes.
The oil stains on his apron were still vivid in my mind.
It was him.
She quickened her steps, as light as a cat, and quickly moved to the window.
At the same time, she saw a surprising scene The chef of Fu Shou Restaurant was like a mouse, rummaging around and stuffing everything he found into his mouth, as if he was possessed by a hungry ghost, with only the passion for food in his eyes.
The young man who bumped into Wenren Qianjue that day was standing nearby, his brows furrowed tightly.
He had never seen the chef like this before.
He kept asking him what was wrong, but the chef never responded.
The young man came up Take a step forward and try to stop his behavior: "You are hungry, we can make something to eat, you like this" "You don't have to worry about it" The chef suddenly changed his face like a ferocious hungry ghost, and pushed the young man away fiercely.
Then he continued to search, and suddenly he seemed to remember something: "Make something to eat."
Suddenly he turned around and came in the direction of Wenren Qianjue.
Wenren Qianjue quickly dodged and hid somewhere where he couldn't see him.
She couldn't show up, she wanted to see what was going on.
But when the chef walked to the window, he stopped, as if he had discovered something, and made an ecstatic voice: "There is something delicious to eat."
"Don't" the young man yelled as soon as he stood up.
Wenren Qianjue stepped out, only to see a boiling oil pan in front of the chef.
It seemed that something was being fried, and the next moment, the chef's hands actually reached into the boiling oil pan.
The aroma of crackling and fragrant meat quickly flooded into the nose.
The boiling oil quickly drained the chef's hands of moisture.
Wenren Qianjue opened her eyes wide and saw with her own eyes that the chef seemed to have no feeling at all, holding up a whole chicken in the oil pan normally, and before anyone could react, he pressed it to his own head with the dripping boiling oil. face "Eat this" he said completely out of tune, and the boiling oil burned his face.
Bang He fell to the ground with a crash.
Splashing dust on the ground Wenren Qianjue stood for a long time.
The scene just now was so shocking that she couldn't fully digest it.
Then she stepped forward and checked the chef's injury.
The man was already dead, and his stomach was full.
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You can imagine how much this man had eaten before she appeared.
His face, which had been scalded with boiling oil, smelled of meat, and there was still chicken left in his broken mouth.
Even if it burns to death, I still have to swallow it Wenren Qianjue looked coldly at the other person in the room, the only one, the young man: "What did he eat?"
The young man was frightened by the scene just now.
He came to his senses after hearing her question: "He, he ate a lot."
"I know."
Wenren Qianjue stood up calmly and stroked a ring of fiery down on his wrist: "What I asked was what he ate first."
"I don't know."
The young man took a deep breath, still staring at the dead chef, as if he couldn't digest what just happened, and just murmured: "What happened to him?"
"I also want to know what's wrong with him."
Wenren Qianjue took a few steps and walked up to the young man.
His voice was cold to the bone: "So tell me who he saw before this happened.
What happened to him?"
What, what did he eat?”
"There are only two of us on duty tonight."
The young man seemed to be frightened by her bloodthirsty eyes, and he obeyed her and said obediently: "The only one he saw was me.
I went to the toilet before the accident. , he will be like this when he comes back."
"You're not here" Wenren Qianjue lowered his head and smiled.
Suddenly, the sharp frost blade of the ancient sword came out of its sheath and lay across the young man's neck: "Take out what you have in your hand":