By the way, Bai Zhimo finally got the answer he needed from the flattering words of the guard. It turned out that his respect was because of his identity as a blood chef.

After Bai Zhimo became the Blood Kitchen, he practiced with peace of mind and prepared for his trip to the extreme cold cave. Therefore, although the city lord's mansion was filled with his legend, there were not many people who had seen him in real terms!

And it’s no wonder that the guard didn’t know Bai Zhimo, but he would react so respectfully after hearing his name!

Blood food is a legendary thing for them. In normal ways, they have no chance to obtain blood food, so I don’t know how many people have sharpened their heads and want to squeeze to Bai Zhimo.

Just to make a good relationship and leave a good impression on this Blood Chef, you will get the moon first when you get close to the water!

After understanding this person’s thoughts, Bai Zhimo suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

Although the identity of the Blood Chef can also be regarded as part of his strength and the feeling of being sought after by others is also wonderful, Bai Zhimo hopes that his own strength is recognized, not his own identity as the Blood Chef.

Therefore, the surprise in his heart couldn't help but fade a little!

The guard suddenly fell silent when he saw Bai Zhimo suddenly become silent, and he was a little confused. However, he had seen many big names on weekdays, and his eyesight had been developed long ago, and he also had his own experience in dealing with people and life.

He knew that what he needed to stay silent at this time and should not say much.

Along the way, I met some people who knew the guard and made way. Although I didn't know Bai Zhimo, they also knew that the one who could make the guard so respected must be an extraordinary figure.

Of course, as they gradually approached the kitchen, some people gradually recognized Bai Zhimo and immediately stepped aside with respect.

Finally, Bai Zhimo and the guard came to the kitchen door one after another. At this time, the guard finally said,

"Young Master Bai, the kitchen has arrived. I will take my leave first. Well, by the way, Liu Jiu, please give me the order if you have any questions in the future!"

"Thank you brother Liu this time. There will be times when you will be troubled by brother Liu in the future!" Bai Zhimo bowed slightly and said with a chuckling. He accepted Liu Jiu's dependence and closeness with pleasure.

Because he knew that interpersonal relationships were sometimes unreliable at all, and sometimes they were particularly important.

With the tiger skin of Blood Chef, Bai Zhimo was able to establish a broad network of communication, and as long as his identity as Blood Chef is still there, this network will be unbreakable.

Of course, this Liu Jiu is also a signal to others that he is easy to talk to, and this is also the beginning of establishing this social network.

"It's not trouble or trouble. It's an honor to be able to do things for Mr. Bai!" Liu Jiu responded with joy after being affirmed by Bai Zhimo.

He knew things had to be done step by step, and this was obviously a good start.

Liu Jiu turned around happily and left, while Bai Zhimo also turned around and walked into the kitchen. However, just as he stepped over the door, he almost collided with someone. Fortunately, he reacted in time and went away.

The man seemed a little anxious, continued to rush forward, turned his head and scolded,

"Don't you open your eyes when walking? I have something urgent to do, and I don't have the heart to follow you... Ah, Mr. Bai? Are you back?"

When the man turned his head and saw Bai Zhimo, he was stunned. His feet were in a state of silence, and his attitude changed immediately. His anger disappeared and turned into astonishment.

When Bai Zhimo saw the man, he met the Ermaozi and the nearby people around Fatty Wang!

But what happened? I have never seen him look so impatient on weekdays.

"Ermao, is something wrong? Why are you so anxious?" Bai Zhimo asked curiously.

"Ah, Mr. Bai, no

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I was stunned when I thought of meeting you. Fatty Master woke up just now. I'll find a doctor to show Fatty Master!" A hint of anxiousness appeared on Ermao's face again.

"Oh, Fat Brother is awake? Then go quickly, I'll go see Fat Brother first!"

Bai Zhimo was also a little stunned when he heard the words of Ermaozi. Only then did he remember that Qian Liao had said that Fatty Wang was unconscious when he came out. He was a little strange at that time, but he didn't take it seriously.

I also thought that I had time to go and have a look after returning to the city lord's mansion, but I didn't expect that he had woken up now?

Although Bai Zhimo was in a hurry to see Old Man Huo, since he had caught up with the opportunity of Fatty Wang awakening, he naturally wanted to check out Fatty Wang's situation first.

So Bai Zhimo turned his feet and walked towards Fatty Wang's room.

However, as he got closer and closer to Fatty Wang's room, he became more and more confused, because he saw one person after another holding a plate and walking towards Fatty Wang's room.

What's going on?

Didn’t Fat Brother just woke up? Who are you for these foods?

Although the dishes are covered with covers, the aroma of barbecue in the air cannot be concealed by any means...

Just woke up, barbecue?

Is this going to make trouble?

Although Bai Zhimo doesn’t know much about medicine or health care, he knows that when a person is in a coma for a long time and has not eaten for a long time, he must first eat some light things, such as rice porridge, noodle porridge, etc.

Are these things for others to eat?

But the amount of food he had been going through was almost five or six people. Could it be that a table of people held a banquet in Fatty Wang’s room?

This is completely nonsense, it is simply impossible!

Could it be that this is all for Fat Brother?

Thinking of this, Bai Zhimo couldn't help but take two steps. If this is the case, he would have to persuade Fat Brother. Su Xing just now, he couldn't eat like this!

I walked into Fatty Wang's room door, and there was a table facing the door.

The table was filled with chicken, duck, fish and meat. There was a row of servants waiting next to it with plates. When the plate on the table was empty, they immediately cut it down and replaced it with new dishes.

Behind the table, a dry, tall and thin man, sitting on a golden sword, with a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand. He chewed one bite one on this side and a mouthful other!

It was like a starving ghost entrusting his life, eating in his mouth and staring at the things on the table!

The food was so refreshing, free and unrestrained...

This is Fatty Wang who has lost weight. Looking at his appearance, Bai Zhimo couldn't help feeling sad. Fatty Brother was damaged, and he must be extremely sad in his heart.

Is this turning grief into appetite?

Bai Zhimo really wanted to rush over and face Fatty Wang, telling him that I will save you, and I will definitely save you. Don’t do this, okay?

But he knew that this would not work. He had already made a secret decision in his heart. Fat Brother waited for me, and I would tell you with actions that your future is far from over!

He stood by the door, staring at Fatty Wang who was eating wildly. Fatty Wang was focused on the food in front of him, and he never noticed that there was one more person in the room.

Bai Zhimo's throat moved, and his eyes were actually a little wet!

After more than ten days, Fatty Wang seemed to be choking, waved his hand and asked the person next to him to bring the teapot over, and drank it directly into the spout, and his eyes turned to the table again.

As his eyes circulated, he finally found Bai Zhimo standing at the door.

When he saw Bai Zhimo, Fatty Wang was obviously stunned. He didn't seem to expect Bai Zhimo to suddenly appear in his room, but he immediately reacted.

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A bright smile also appeared on his face.

"Xiaobai is here, come and sit down! Have something together?"

"Fat...well..."

Bai Zhimo felt something blocked in his throat, and he couldn't help but clear his throat, and then continued,

"Brother Fat, you just woke up and ate these greasy things. Isn't it good for the stomach? Or eat some light ones first..."

"What is light is nonsense, meat is my life, um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um

Fatty Wang waved to the servant who was serving beside him and muttered,

"Yeah, you guys go down first, Xiaobai and I have something to say!"

The servants bowed and retreated, and only Fatty Wang and Bai Zhimo were left in the room. Fatty Wang continued to eat and drink wildly, while Bai Zhimo stood there watching him eat and drink wildly!

"Brother Fat, I know you feel uncomfortable, but even so, you can't..." Seeing that Fatty Wang was still in such a posture, Bai Zhimo finally couldn't help but persuade him and explained.

"It's uncomfortable? Why do you feel uncomfortable?" Fatty Wang paused the movement in his hand, raised his head to look at Bai Zhimo, and asked in confusion.

Bai Zhimo was silent, Fat Brother was still hiding his emotions, the original wound was in his body, and his future sequence path had been terminated. How could he be so relaxed and calm on the surface?

"Brother Fat, although the original wound is difficult to treat, you know, I have made an agreement with Han Chi. I will definitely get the final place for the competition and let him treat your injury! All the problems will be solved at that time!"

Although Bai Zhimo felt that such a verbal promise had no meaning at all, under this circumstance, he could only persuade Fatty Wang to use this to persuade him.

After hearing Bai Zhimo's words, a seriousness finally appeared on Fatty Wang's face. He threw the barbecue in his hand on the table, picked up a towel next to him to clean his hands, and then he turned his eyes to Bai Zhimo.

Bai Zhimo saw a pair of eyes that were so calm that he seemed to see the pure sky and the deep lake, so calm that there was no slight tide of waves.

"Xiaobai, do you think Han Chi should believe what he said? Do you think big names like him are disdainful to plot against small characters like us?" Fatty Wang stared at Bai Zhimo calmly and asked faintly.

Bai Zhimo was silent.

If he was before practicing in Hantan, he might be able to argue with Fatty Wang. Although there is no real evidence, at least he is willing to believe that Han Chi's words are true.

But after Han Chi had arbitrarily occupied Tianbinglong and killed Zhu Zhao, Bai Zhimo's impression of Han Chi changed greatly, and he was alert and full of doubt about the so-called transaction.

But there was still a hint of hope in my heart.

At this time, he heard Fatty Wang’s question and didn’t know how to refute it, because he knew that the answer to the question was no!

"It seems that you have realized what you have reached. I won't say much about the extra words. Fat Brother remembers your feelings for me, but he really doesn't need to do this level for me!"

Fatty Wang paused slightly, his eyes were a little confused.

"Actually, I've thought it through. In fact, it's good like me. At least I don't have to think about those messy things anymore. Isn't it just for the word "eat" in my life?"

Bai Zhimo was completely shocked. He never expected that Fatty Wang would think so in his heart!

He really looked away? And he had accepted the reality?

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ps: Don’t ask me what ‘noodle porridge’ is. I originally wanted to write about corn slurry, but it feels a bit weird in that context. Just think of it as white noodles porridge or dough bumps, etc.!

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