When Jiang Shao returned to the Duke's Mansion, he went to the old man's place first as usual.

The old man smiled and said that he had arranged a blind date for her and asked her to spare her time in the past two days to make two pairs of bright clothes.

Jiang Shao responded one by one and returned to Lanyuan as quickly as possible.

The maids outside the hospital greeted Jiang Shao. When they saw Feng He, the two maids looked puzzled and whispered together, "Why did Sister Feng He come in with the young lady?"

"Didn't she come back half an hour ago and never go out?"

Jiang Shao suddenly stopped and looked back at the maid. The two maids felt like a light on their backs and quickly separated.

Feng He drew her sword, walked around and pushed open the door. After a few seconds, she quickly backed out.

The moment he looked back at Jiang Shao, in addition to shock, there was incredible panic in his eyes.

Seeing this, Jiang Shao took a deep breath, took the dagger in his hand, and walked in.

But he saw a woman sitting with her back in front of the dressing table, and in the bronze mirror in front of the woman, it was Jiang Shao's face.

The woman turned around and looked at Jiang Shao with a smile.

The hair on the hair stood on end, and goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body. Jiang Shao stared in disbelief at the face that was exactly the same as his own.

It was a face that even she couldn't see any flaws in. The small mole on the tip of her nose, the tiny fuzz on her temples, and even the cold hairs that exploded one by one were all exactly the same!

Jiang Shao said: "Who are you?"

***

"...Master, that cook doesn't know anything except the dishes on the Yuemanlou menu..."

"Even the Laoshizi Big Mouth Tea...can't be brewed."

The man leaning against him sneered and said casually: "So, I spent 120,000 yuan in silver notes to buy back a piece of... trash?"

The man in black knelt on one knee, staring at the floor, and said: "Master, forgive me, I will immediately take people to smash the Yueman Tower!"

The man in the seat covered his mouth and coughed for a while, then looked at the other man in black and said, "Zhinan, tell me."

The man in black who was named smiled and laughed at the kneeling man, "You are so stained with makeup that your brain is filled with lead."

"Looking at the root cause, it's useless to destroy the whole building in ten months. It will only be a waste of manpower."

"Let me tell you, since the Yue Man Tower can be uprooted once and last for a long time, there must be a military advisor behind it. In this case, if the general advisor is tied up and used by the master, are you still worried about starving?"

"Hey - Master, calm down. I'm going to the Duke's Mansion right now!"

The man on the back was stroking the tea cup and said in vain, "No rush, let's go eat new dishes tomorrow."

***

"laugh."

The mask was torn off, revealing a small and exquisite face. The woman knelt down and saluted, and said respectfully: "Sang Yu has met the master."

Jiang Shao breathed a sigh of relief, secretly suppressed his heart palpitations, leaned over and helped the person up, "Your greeting gift is really too big."

The woman chuckled, "Master, are you still satisfied?"

Jiang Shao said: "It's acceptable."

With the ability to change faces at will, Jiang Shao has nothing to fear.

Even a trip to the palace is generally doable.

Such a person cannot be measured by money.

At the same time, she was also thankful that she had found such a kindness in the alley.

Feng He went out with a straight face.

She recalled that just when she was about to raise her sword to stab, she saw the face in the bronze mirror, which was exactly the same as the young lady's. She was frightened, and quickly took the sword back and exited the room.

Then...she panicked.

Fortunately, the one inside is also loyal to the young lady, otherwise, even if he risked his own life, he would die with her.

"Then you must have admitted the wrong person..."

Feng He had no choice but to hit the wall.

This heart-breaking move was simply to plant a demon inside her.

Jiang Shao didn't sleep peacefully that night, always feeling like he would appear again out of thin air.

After tossing and turning, she got up, picked out a handful of thorny coriander, and went to the small kitchen in her courtyard.

After a while, several uninvited guests came to the door of the kitchen.

The uninvited guest was very intuitive, so he took the bowl and chopsticks and waited outside the door.

Even Sang Yu, who just arrived today, came over after smelling it and got some.

Jiang Shao didn't care. He cooked a pot as usual, took his own and left. The rest was up to them.

Feng He held a bowl in each hand, and with her extremely "charming" blessing, Qiu Shan gritted his back molars and gave up his first position.

Anyway, it was so late at night, and no matter what, the Duke and the adoptive father would not come to share a bowl. Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a sound of inhalation. Akiyama turned around and said, "Ouch", when will there be another dominatrix in Lanyuan?

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"Mother Yaksha" Sang Yu greeted the two of them with a smile. She introduced herself behind Qiu Shan, smiling and claiming that she was a ghost mother. She loved to do things while people were sleeping without anyone noticing.

Akiyama's hair stood on end when he said it, and he almost believed it.

He made two noises and pushed Sang Yu, who was calmly cutting in line, to the back.

"When I was fighting ghosts, you were still peeing on the kang!" Qiu Shan complained to Jiang Shao, "Miss, your threshold is too low."

Hearing this, Jiang Shao smiled and waved his hands, taking a mouthful of sour soup noodles.

Boy, your luck is yet to come.

This wave, I stand with Sang Yu!

Feng He held a bowl in one hand and as she crossed the Qiu Mountain, she shook her head and said calmly: "The road to the face is a smooth and straight short road."

After saying this, she left and couldn't help but sigh, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

The previous calf was already running errands for someone, and he was running very cautiously, for fear that if there was a frown on the other side, all his efforts would be wasted...ah!

"...Uncle Wang - you eat noodles." Feng He held out his hands, not forgetting to pass over a pair of chopsticks.

Sang Yu stared at the bottomless Bai Cui in the basin, rolled up a chopstick, scooped up half a bowl of soup and left, not caring about the howling Qiu Shan behind him.

Sang Yu looked at the bowl carefully, and a strange aroma came to his nose, with a strong sour taste.

The noodles were smooth and smooth, with two pieces of emerald green coriander and a long, diagonally long piece of bright red chili floating on the soup. The soup was dark and unattractive, but after one sip, she was amazed.

The sour, fragrant and hot flavors were mixed together and entered the throat. Sang Yu stared at the almost dark delicacy in the bowl and couldn't help but be blinded by the water vapor.

The chef at Yue Manlou was replaced, but the shopkeeper didn't panic at all. He took out a piece of Mi Xin from his arms. It didn't take long for the restaurant to introduce new dishes.

The new cook was full of confidence, tied up his waist and started working enthusiastically.

The shopkeeper didn't panic at all. Fortunately, he saved a hand last time.

The dish that the lady was not satisfied with, he thought was very unique, the taste was really delicious, and the ingredients were simple, so he silently wrote it down.

When he received the notice yesterday that the chef was to be replaced, he knew the opportunity had come.

The ingredients were so unique that they couldn't be found in the market, so he led a few guys to search for them himself. Fortunately, his hard work paid off.

Return with a full bowl.
Chapter completed!