Not being a womanizer, Zhou Zui's mother smiled and said, "I'm very serious. If the guests don't like it, forget it."
After a while, the shopkeeper surnamed Zhou brought out a tray. He placed a plate of stir-fried pork with fragrant dried herbs, a plate of cabbage, a plate of braised fish, and a bowl of white rice on the table. "Honor, please take your time."
Feng Jingyun picked up the chopsticks on the table and ate silently.
After only half a cup of tea, Shopkeeper Zhou and his wife stood aside and couldn't hold it any longer. Shopkeeper Zhou winked at Mother Zhou, who pulled him aside and said in a very soft voice, "I'm already drinking from him."
The tea was laced with Mongolian sweat medicine."
Shopkeeper Zhou asked strangely, "Why hasn't he fainted yet?"
"I don't know. Is the medicine not strong enough? Did you poison the food?"
"It's red on the top of the crane."
"Why isn't he poisonous?"
"I don't know either..." Shopkeeper Zhou looked suspicious.
Feng Jingyun finished her meal, drank another cup of tea, stood up and stretched, "Shopkeeper, pay the bill."
"Ten taels of silver." Shopkeeper Zhou ran over quickly.
It's really dark. This kind of food is only worth half a tael of silver at most. Feng Jingyun took out a money bag, took out a ten-tael silver from it and put it on the table to leave. Shopkeeper Zhou and his wife were not looking at what was on the table.
Instead, he sharply saw a stack of thick silver notes in his wallet, and his eyes immediately lit up. The two looked at each other, and it turned out to be a fat sheep!
When Feng Jingyun was about to step out of the inn, shopkeeper Zhou pulled out a butcher's knife from under the table and struck him from behind.
Feng Jingyun moved aside as if he had eyes on his back. Shopkeeper Zhou missed the target, his center of gravity was unstable, and his body fell towards the threshold of the inn.
With a pop, the butcher's knife was embedded in the mud. Shopkeeper Zhou fell down and gnawed on the mud, eating a mouth full of dust. He jumped up with the knife while cursing, pointed at Feng Jingyun and said harshly, "Boy, you know how to recognize someone."
Leave your money on the ground!"
"Shopkeeper, you can't just keep the money." Zhou Zui's mother went to the kitchen and returned with a long knife in her hand, "chop him into meat sauce! It's the Chinese New Year and the price of meat has gone up. I'll buy a hundred kilograms less meat."
, we have it ready-made, so there’s no need to buy it!”
Shopkeeper Zhou's eyes were full of murderous intent, "We can't let him go. What if he goes to report to the official..."
"Kill him!" Tuesday's mother rushed over, and shopkeeper Zhou also came over with a butcher knife.
Damn it! Feng Jingyun rolled his eyes, turned away lightly, stretched out his legs to face Zhou Niang, and at the same time, a stone in his hand hit shopkeeper Zhou’s numb hole, and shopkeeper Zhou and his wife became unsteady.
Pounce forward.
The long knife in Tuesday's mother's hand stabbed into Shopkeeper Zhou's abdomen, while the pig-chopping knife in Shopkeeper Zhou's hand struck at Tuesday's mother's neck.
Feng Jingyun sighed, "I am too lazy to kill people, so why are you looking for death? Don't you know who I am?" After thinking about it, she regretted, "Maybe you really don't know. I am Wangchuan, a famous doctor in the world.
Meng-han-drugs, pediatric poisons like Hedinghong have no effect on me. Now, you want a hundred kilograms of human flesh to make human meat barbecued pork buns, right? There are two to three hundred kilograms, just because I'm afraid no one will burn it.
Yo."
Blood was pouring out crazily from the wound on Zhou Niang's neck and the wound on Shopkeeper Zhou's abdomen. The two stared as Feng Jingyun got into the carriage and drove farther and farther. They didn't understand at first, wasn't Wangchuan a woman?
