() "I know, I just want to see what's for lunch. My young master is very picky and won't eat ordinary food." Su Qingchen dealt with the middle-aged man while he was constantly perfecting his plan in his mind.
"What do you want to eat outside? Some of them are good. Let your young master be patient. We can enter the city in two days at most. Then we will have everything we want to eat. Please reward yourself for your hard work these two nights.
That's all he needs." The middle-aged man looked at Su Qingchen with a wicked smile.
"Reward him. If he is rewarded again, he will die. Besides, my eldest daughter will not accept it. I don't dare to offend my eldest daughter. If she gets angry, I will be unlucky." Su Qingchen put her head down, with a look on her face.
The color of panic.
"That little girl is quite pretty, not like you said. Be careful, I tell your eldest daughter that you ruined her reputation." The middle-aged man looked at Bingyu with a lustful look on his face.
Su Qingchen frowned slightly, his face was a little unhappy, and he coughed lightly: "Does that young man who cooks have any hobbies?"
After hearing Su Qingchen's words, the middle-aged man turned to look at him with confusion, and then asked in confusion: "Why do you ask this?"
"You don't understand this? If I knew what his hobbies were, I could bribe him and let him cook something that my young master likes to eat. Once my young master is happy, I will feel comfortable in the next few days." Su Qingchen smiled.
Looking at the middle-aged man, there was an inexplicable look in his eyes, as if he was saying to the middle-aged man: You know some things.
The middle-aged man looked at Su Qingchen up and down, and then said happily: "You are quite good at getting things done, but the young man who cooks is a loyal servant. He is devoted to the old Ye family, and every day he has food.
It's up to Mr. Ye to decide. He doesn't have the power at all, so you better put aside your little thoughts."
"Well, then this matter is really difficult to handle. It seems that I have to think of another way." Su Qingchen touched his head and turned to look at the middle-aged man: "I'm going out for a walk to see if I can catch some game.
, I’ll get some barbecue for my young master to eat then.” After saying that, Su Qingchen turned and left.
The middle-aged man looked at the retreating figure and murmured in a low voice: "This little servant is really attentive to his service. No wonder I brought him to Stan Academy to go to school together. If I want to have such a servant, I can't bear to do it."
Separate."
Su Qingchen walked a few hundred meters. When he saw no one around, he muttered in his heart: "Little stupid pig, come out quickly, I have something to do with you."
After waiting for a while, Su Qingchen didn't get any response. When he was about to continue calling, Su Qingchen's lazy voice of Tunmu Zhu sounded in his mind: "You kid, if you have anything to do with me, tell me quickly, Grandpa Pig, I need to go to bed."
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Su Qingchen frowned slightly. He really wanted to scold the wood-eating pig for his attitude, but now he had something to ask for, so Su Qingchen decided to endure it for now and took a deep breath to calm down his excitement: "Little stupid pig, I am now
I want to add some spice to their meals, see if there is any way."
"This is too simple. You have to ask me for advice. It seems that you are stupider than stupid pigs. Tell me what information you want to give them." Tunmu Zhu's tone was mixed with contempt.
"For example, if you have diarrhea or general weakness, if there is something that can be poisoned to death directly, you can do it."
"Let me go, you kid is really poisonous, you can think of all these things, but I like it, leave this matter to me, you won't be poisoned directly, but making them have diarrhea and weakness is a piece of cake.
"Die, I was a famous poisonous pig in the forest back then. After taking the medicine I administered, no matter what your cultivation level is, if I don't torture you, life or death, I will not be a sky-swallowing beast."
After hearing Tunmu Zhu's confident words, the corners of Su Qingchen's mouth turned up slightly, a sly smile appeared on his face, and when he turned to look at the caravan, there was a trace of sympathy in his eyes.
Su Qingchen stood there stunned for a while, then turned around and returned to the caravan, with some mud on his face and a few cuts on his sleeves. When everyone looked at Su Qingchen with puzzled faces,
, Su Qingchen suddenly reached out and patted his thigh, with a sad expression on his face, shook his head, and then squatted down.
At this time, several people who were familiar with Su Qingchen gathered around Su Qingchen. When one of them asked what happened, the entire caravan looked at Su Qingchen, waiting for Su Qingchen's answer with curious expressions.
Su Qingchen looked up at the people around him. The expression on his face looked extremely depressed. He lowered his head and sighed. He did not speak because he was still thinking about what to say.
I just told him to help attract everyone's attention, and it would find a way to put its legendary poison into their lunch.
"Boy, what's wrong with you? Tell me something. Have you been bullied by someone?" The middle-aged man asked anxiously when he saw Su Qingchen bowing his head and saying nothing. They were interested in Su Qingchen's affairs because of the strange movement of the tent that night.
, they felt that things that made Su Qingchen frown must be interesting. It just so happened that no one had anything to do now, so Su Qingchen easily attracted everyone's attention.
Just when Su Qingchen couldn't hold it anymore, an exclamation came from in front of him: "What is that?" The voice attracted everyone's attention. At this time, Su Qingchen patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
I couldn't help but mutter: You damn pig, you came so late, you want to see me make a fool of myself, I'll kill you and eat you later.
"Xiaojun, what's going on? What did you see?" A white-haired old man opened the curtain of his car and revealed his head, asking in confusion.
"Master, an afterimage flashed in front of me just now. I didn't see clearly what it was. It was too fast." The young man named Xiaojun replied nervously after hearing the white-haired old man's question.
"Brother Qian, did you see anything?" The white-haired old man turned to look at the middle-aged man and continued to ask.
"Mr. Ye, I didn't see anything." As he spoke, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the surrounding mercenary members: "Did you see anything just now?"
"Boss, I didn't see anything." Everyone said in unison.
Everyone had focused their attention on Su Qingchen just now, and no one noticed any afterimage at all, so when Mr. Ye asked, they all said they didn't see it.
"Master, maybe I saw it wrong. The food is ready. Can we start dinner?" Xiaojun looked at the white-haired old man with a smile.
The white-haired old man nodded, then retreated into the car and stopped talking.
With the consent of Mr. Ye, Xiaojun began to distribute food. However, after the distribution, he found that there was no food for Su Qingchen and the four of them. He looked at Su Qingchen very apologetically and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I've gotten used to it these days. I forgot today.