When everyone entered the door, they saw the young man raising his iron fist and wanting to smash Li Haitang with an angry face, but she calmly held the teacup, with a graceful smile and apricot eyes.Wu Yinling's face turned pale with fright, and when the old shopkeeper let out a frightened "ah", she rushed over and hugged Begonia tightly regardless of the danger, and turned her back to the iron-fisted boy."
What are you doing?"
The second old lady Li was the first to come back to her senses, and when she roared, she pushed down her grandson Li Junwu.Although Li Junwu, who was pushed, didn't want to make a move, he had no choice but to step forward and grab the young man's wrist, and the coldness in his eyes scared the angry young man."
Don't make a fuss, I made him raise his iron fist."
Li Haitang patted Wu Yinling's back, wordlessly reassuring her not to be excited, not to be seen by them.Wu Yinling calmed down, slowly got out of the way and stood next to Begonia, secretly vigilantly staring at the young man's every move.As long as he dares to hurt Begonia, she will use her body to protect her.The iron-fisted boy didn't expect Haitang to help him lie, he pretended to be innocent and looked at Li Junwu, the wrist he was holding was about to break.He thought that his iron fist was invincible after three years of continuous practice, but he didn't expect this handsome rich boy with clear eyebrows to have such a powerful strength.Even if he practices for another thirty years, I'm afraid he won't be able to compete with others.Li Haitang sorted out the veil of snow covering her face, got up and saluted the second old lady Li, and saluted the patriarchs and old men.The second old lady Li was shocked, walked into the middle with an ebony dragon head cane, sat in the chair opposite Li Haitang, looked at the iron-fisted young man with blazing old eyes, and asked, "What's going on?"
What about the choir?
”"What are you doing standing stupidly?
Please be safe yet. ”Li Haitang's apricot eyes widened, reprimanded the iron-fisted boy, and said softly: "Second old lady Li, don't scare the child, he is timid." ”"Cowardly?
When I watched him hit you with an iron fist, he was quite bold. ”Patriarch Mo sneered, thinking that they had come in too early, and they should really gossip a few more words with the people they knew well, and a few steps at night would get rid of the big trouble.What a pity!
What a pity!
Li Haitang pointed to the huge dough on the long table inside, and said, "I was thinking about the burning down of the Xijiao Pavilion last night, and I couldn't sleep, so I went to the kitchen to find something to eat.I didn't expect that dinner was eaten, leaving only half a steamed bun.I threw it into the hole and roasted it and ate it, and it was delicious. ”What does it mean to hear this......
Want to bake steamed buns for us to eat?
”The upright patriarch looked at the huge dough on the long table in the room with disgust, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like a strange and delicious food.Li Haitang nodded wildly and said to the young man: "You go and smash the dough, and when the big brazier is delivered, we will bake and eat it." ”The iron-fisted boy looked at the begonia, his eyes full of gratitude.Turning around, he inadvertently saw the Wu patriarch sitting at another table of eight immortals, and the anger of hatred was rekindled in his eyes.But he couldn't rush over, and he couldn't involve the two girls and the old shopkeeper."
Brother, the big brazier has been moved."
The companion boy came in with great difficulty, and when he saw the Wu patriarch sitting closely, the big brazier in his hand almost fell.The shrewd Wu patriarch also noticed the hostility from the two teenagers, and he narrowed his eyes as if searching for the two faces in his mind."
Patriarch Wu and Mrs.
Wu will come to the Pavilion three days later, I have a big gift to give to Mrs.
Wu."
Li Haitang deliberately interrupted the Wu patriarch's examination of the two teenagers.When the Wu patriarch heard the "big gift", he immediately smiled, thinking that after eating the secret medicine in the palace, he had a son to inherit his power and wealth, and there were a few more wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.The second old lady Li concentrated on drinking tea, occasionally turning her head to see the iron-fisted young man smashing the huge dough, thinking to himself how this dough was made to be harder than a stone?"
Feng Xiannu invited us to come to Wuweiju, just to taste the roasted steamed buns?"
Patriarch Li couldn't hold his breath, and was even less interested in the hard dough that the boy smashed with his iron fist.How can you swallow that kind of coarse food?
It's an insult to their identity and a loss of face.Li Haitang instructed Wu Yinling to pour tea for the old men, holding a small copper stove to warm his hands, and using a silver hairpin to pluck the carbon wood in the stove, saying: "Half of the pavilion has been burned down, since it is rebuilt, it is good to plan."
I thought that it had been a month since Master left Wuxinyuan, and the fire in the Qiqiao Pavilion had affected the back garden of Wuxinyuan, and half of the trees, flowers, and high walls in the back garden had been burned to black carbon. ”"Let's not talk about this nonsense.Whatever you want to say, just say, let's listen. ”Patriarch Mo's gloomy old face pretended to be unhappy, but his heart was happy.Zhuge Yi didn't want to come back when he left, just took the opportunity to control Li Haitang.Such a good opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even if he spends some money to rebuild the Pavilion.As long as she is obedient, the glory of rebuilding the Pavilion will be buckled on her head, and she will be admired by the clansmen of the Eight Great Clans.Li Haitang covered the lid of the small copper stove for warming his hands, threw the silver hairpin on the table casually, and said, "Master will have no meritocracy after that, and I will seal the Wuxin Courtyard." ”"It's not going to work."
Patriarch Li flatly refused, retorting: "In the beginning, Wuxin Courtyard was a place for the patriarchs of the eight major clans to retire in their old age.Later, virtuous people from all over the world came to take refuge, and the fifth-generation patriarchs of the eight clans decided to build their own homes in the mansion after deliberation, and Wuxinyuan was reserved as the residence of virtuous people.Even if Zhuge Yi doesn't come back, Wuxin Courtyard will have the next virtuous person to move in.You take care of the pavilion, don't stretch your hands too long. ”Li Haitang snorted coldly: "If you are a person who loves and cherishes talents, how can you let Master leave it alone."
He was poisoned and comatose and went to Yanxia Town to recuperate, but you never sent anyone to visit, and no one was willing to pursue the murderer for Master Zhangzheng.I'll just ask you one thing, do you have any thoughts of expelling Master?
”"This ......
Can't talk to you. ”Patriarch Li rightly refused.Patriarch Mo hesitated: "The true identity of Zhuge Painter is the big shopkeeper of Lingye in Yanxia Town, and we still force him to not let go, for fear that it will make Lingye unhappy." ”"yes."
The Wu patriarch agreed, and his eyes were still wandering at the two young men who were baking hard dough at the long table in the middle.Li Haitang chuckled disdainfully, turned around and asked, "Is it roasted?"
”"It's baked."
The Ironfist boy replied in a low voice, and asked his companion boy to bring out the baked crumbled dough.Seven large plates of blackened crushed dough are placed on the table, the two tables in the middle are even more charred and difficult to distinguish, while the dough on the five square tables outside is different from raw to cooked, some are white, some are black, and some are golden."
Ladies and gentlemen, please use it.""
Feng Xiannu, what the hell did you want us to eat such vulgar food?
We don't eat!
”Patriarch Yan, who had been silent after entering the door, suddenly burst out, flipped over the plate with one hand, and glared at her indignantly.Li Haitang pinched a piece of charred black and put it in his mouth, and said: "This baked steamed bun is like a box, and it will be difficult to recreate the old scenery if it is destroyed."
I changed the pattern of the Pavilion, just to let the clansmen of the Eight Great Clans start over. ”Hearing her say this, the second old lady Li pinched a piece of blackened baked dough and chewed it hard in his mouth, saying, "Wuweiju's new signature dish, not bad!"
”Several patriarchs and old men saw that the second old lady Li had eaten, and one by one put on a stinky face, reached out to take the charred dough, and said in their hearts that the old man of the Li family was confused and spoke for her?
Or maybe the old man accepted the benefits she gave to him so that he reversed right and wrong like this.Li Haitang looked at these powerful old men and laughed wildly in his heart.() Glory to the end