Chapter 435: Second Master, Madam burned down the kitchen
Forty-Nine City is a city where all kinds of monsters and ghosts gather here.
There are big shots who have direct access to heaven, and there are also small-town hooligans who are of various religions, showing all the different aspects of life.
There is a mixed bag of good and bad people in this city, and maybe some inconspicuous gangster is someone's eyes and ears.
In Sijiucheng, there are few living secrets that can be concealed.
Hu Ming brought his little brother to Sijiu City, not expecting to hide it from anyone who wanted to explore.
I'm afraid that the moment Hu Ming and his little brother stepped into the boundary of Sijiu City, the information about the little brother's arrival was already put on someone's desk.
After bidding farewell to Fatty, Hu Ming drove all the way to Crescent Hotel.
I entrusted my little brother to Sheng Shengman and asked her to settle down.
As for why you don't take my little brother home...
You know, I am a person with sharp ears and eyesight! As far as hearing is concerned, although it is not as good as Hu Ming, it is still at the peak of human beings!
It's such a big and small yard, if you do something interesting at night...Mad, wouldn't it make the little brother listen to it?
This is why Hu Ming didn't allow Sheng Sheng to stay there slowly...
After all, who wants their private life to be peered into without reservation?
This is not a fantasy world, something that can be solved by just setting up a soundproof barrier.
No matter how tyrannical Hu Ming is, he can't even cut off the transmission of sound waves, right?
Being able to do this is no longer within the scope of human beings.
"Uncle Ming!"
When Hu Ming drove back to his small yard quietly, Yin Nanfeng, wearing a black gauze dress, had been waiting at the door for a long time.
"Master Ming!"
Behind him, Hong Xia looked at the two of them and responded respectfully.
only...
Why is there a hint of admonishment and pity in Hong Xia's eyes?
Hu Ming frowned slightly, wondering what happened.
"Uncle Ming, it's already ordered. You haven't had lunch yet, right?"
Yin Nanfeng held Jiang Nan's arm, smiling brightly, and the beauty mark at the corner of his eye made him even more charming.
"Come here quickly, I have not been idle while you are gone. I have put aside all the things at home and learned cooking skills just for you!"
Before Hu Ming could say anything, Yin Nanfeng pulled Hu Ming towards the house.
"Hongxia?"
Hu Ming suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart and subconsciously looked at Hong Xia.
"Second Master, Nanfeng..."
"Call me madam! I am no longer your friend, now I am the wife of your second master!"
Yin Nanfeng raised his eyebrows and looked at his former friend provocatively.
Needless to say, this change in identity is really exciting!
"...Second Master, while you are away, Madam..."
Hong Xia glanced at Yin Nanfeng expressionlessly and said softly: "Madam, she burned the kitchen three times and wasted countless ingredients before finally making the current product."
Hong Xia mercilessly exposed Yin Nanfeng's words.
Hu Ming twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, and looked at Yin Nanfeng, who was smiling sweetly, with a black line on his face. He seemed to have seen the end of his life.
He suddenly understood what the ominous premonition brought by his intuition meant.
A kitchen that burned down three times? Lunch cooked by someone who doesn’t know how to cook?
Ma De, shouldn’t the finished product be scarier than Duangchang Powder?
You will definitely die if you eat it, right?
Although he hasn’t seen Yin Nanfeng’s finished product yet, Hu Ming is sure that that thing is definitely not for human consumption!
After all, Yin Nanfeng had been pampered and pampered since she was a child, so he asked her to cook?
hehe!
"Hong Xia! Do you believe that I will come back to settle the score with you?"
Yin Nanfeng's teeth were itching with hatred, and he looked at Hong Xia with an unkind look, who looked like it had nothing to do with me.
This woman is so disrespectful to Mrs. Hong’s family!
"My duty is to take responsibility for the second master. Madam, with all due respect, the food you made... the second master will probably spend 80% of tonight in the hospital."
Hongxia laughed expressionlessly, who is afraid of whom?
In terms of fighting, Yin Nanfeng really may not be able to beat her!
"Spending time in the hospital.."
Hu Ming looked at Yin Nanfeng, who was smiling like a flower, with lingering fear.
This woman looks so good on the outside, why is she so vicious on the inside???
"I remember, there is a mutton-shabu restaurant nearby... Let's decide, let's go eat hot pot!"
For the sake of the dog's life, Hu Ming made a final decision.
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Ma De, it would be funny if he was actually poisoned to death by Yin Nanfeng.
"..."
Yin Nanfang thought about the hot pot, and then thought about the unknown substance in the kitchen, feeling a little reluctant.
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For the next few days, Hu Ming stayed quietly in the yard without seeing anyone.
Especially an anonymous Xiu'er who used her youthful beauty to harass Hu Ming every day.
During this period, Hu Ming received a call from Wu Xie.
Wu Xie found an architectural drawing of Lei Yu's Wanqing period in a long-dusted archive in Changsha.
That picture is only one-seventh of the overall building structure.
What shocked Wu Xie the most was that the handwriting of the person who sealed this picture was exactly the same as his.
And this person's name... Qi Yu!
After hanging up the phone, Hu Ming knew that it was almost time for the old lady of the Huo family to contact Wu Xie.
After all, tomorrow is Guixi's auction.
That evening, Hu Ming and Yin Nanfeng went to the Crescent Hotel to make some advance preparations.
This also caused Wu Xie, who came over, to find Hu Ming.
"Fat man, why do you have an invitation from the Crescent Branch?"
In the middle of Fatty's dwelling, Wu Xie curiously looked at the gilt auction invitation in his hand.
He also knew about Fatty's situation. She was definitely not on the invitation list for the auction at the Crescent Hotel, unless his father, Wang Kaixuan, wanted it.
"My uncle gave it to me! He said one of them is for you!"
"But, Tianzhen, why do you suddenly want to get involved in tomorrow's auction at Crescent Hotel?"
The fat man explained casually, and then asked Wu Xie curiously.
"I'm not sure either... I took the structural diagram of Shinglei to consult an elder in architecture, and someone contacted me to come here to find him."
"Honestly, I don't know who that person is or what his intentions are, but my intuition tells me that this person must be closely related to what I want to investigate."
"As for uncle...he probably knows something, right? It's mysterious."
