He looked very calm, as if this place was the Archdeacon's home, and he sat directly on the chair opposite Yang Fei.
"Nine old men, the chief deacon is here, you can't be stingy. Cook something delicious and have some fine wine, otherwise it will make your master stingy." Yang Fei said.
The Ninth Butler was also an old fox. He waved his hand and asked the chef in the manor to do the work.
In just twenty minutes, more than a dozen servants came up carrying very exquisite tableware and placed them one by one in front of Yang Fei and the others.
The dishes are a combination of Chinese and Western cuisine, with all kinds of colors and flavors, including stewed shark's fin with snow clams, braised abalone with king oysters, stewed caviar with foie gras, and snow mountain velvet ear soup.
The chefs in the manor are all world-famous chefs, which has a lot to do with the Nine Butlers.
Because he only has two major hobbies in his life, one is eating and the other is drinking. What he eats is naturally food, and what he drinks is wine.
This is also the reason why Yang Fei likes the Nine Deacons Manor the most. Every time he comes here, he can have a feast.
"Bring up my treasured 1811 Ygan." The ninth deacon ordered.
"Deacon, are you sure you want to bring up the bottle of treasured Ygan?" the servant continued to ask.
Others didn’t know the price of that wine, but the servant knew very well that 1811 was Yquem’s greatest white wine year. There was once a bottle of 200-year-old Bordeaux white wine that was sold at a London auction for 75,000 pounds, or about
Sold for a high price of $123,000.
This bottle of wine is one of the nine deacons' collections, and they are never willing to drink it. Many people collect this bottle of wine to support their appearance. It is a symbol of status.
To put it bluntly, a bottle of wine is worth nearly one million RMB. Who is willing to drink it?
"Bring it up." Butler Ninth waved his hand, looking very generous and not at all like that stingy old man.
The servant quickly walked out and came in with a bottle of white wine. After opening the bottle, he poured it for Yang Fei and the other two people one by one.
"I didn't expect that the Ninth Butler would treasure such a fine wine. It's really an honor for me to taste it today."
The Archdeacon picked up the cup, put it to his nose and smelled it, looking very intoxicated.
Yang Fei was not so pretentious, he swallowed it all as if he were drinking tea.
This behavior of chewing peonies made the ninth deacon's mouth twitch. In his opinion, Yang Fei eating like this was simply a waste of natural resources.
In fact, in Yang Fei's opinion, the so-called wine tasting is simply an extremely pretentious thing.
He stared at the meat on the table like a wolf, and without using a knife, he reached out to grab a big lobster. The eating scene can be described as ferocious.
For his eating behavior like this, other people would definitely react if they saw it, but Deacon Ninth and the others didn't seem to feel anything at all, as if they had already been used to it.
"It seems that Ninth Deacon hasn't invited me out to get together for a long time. Why did he suddenly have a whim this time?" The Archdeacon asked while eating.
From the moment he said these words, he knew that things were about to get down to business, and Butler Ninth looked directly at Yang Fei.
"I remember the great elder told me that when raising a dog, you must raise an obedient dog, a dog that can bite and protect its owner, so as not to cause trouble to its owner."
Yang Fei also finished eating and wiped his greasy mouth with his clothes.
"I raise dogs and I won't let them do troublesome things. Naturally, they won't cause trouble for me." The Archdeacon's face was still very calm, and he drank red wine unhurriedly, as if nothing had anything to do with him.
"Call twice to listen." Yang Fei smiled slightly, pulled out the long needle on Zeng Han, and let him regain his freedom.
Zeng Han was very nervous. He immediately stood up and said: "Arch Deacon..."
"Pa!" A loud slap sounded, and the Archdeacon took action. It was unclear how he took action. He was so fast that Zeng Han flew backwards.
A cabinet not far away was hit. The fall was not light, and the teeth were shattered and blood was spit out.
The pain made his face twist, but he did not dare to cry out and rolled on the ground enduring the severe pain.
"The old things have been settled, and it's getting late. I won't bother Lao Jiu anymore."
The Archdeacon stood up as if nothing had happened, turned and walked towards the door, as if he was about to leave.
"Arch Deacon." Zeng Han held back the severe pain and shouted. The only person who could save him now was the Arch Deacon. If he left, Zeng Han would probably be killed here.
"If you have done something wrong, you must bear all the consequences. Don't involve others, especially your wife, children, and children." The chief deacon smiled at this time, and then walked straight outside.
Zeng Han's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes were full of despair. The Archdeacon did not excuse him, and the words he said before leaving were also thought-provoking.
In Yang Fei's view, this sentence has two meanings. On the surface, it means that Zeng Han has done something wrong and must bear the consequences.
Another meaning may be that you have to bear the consequences of failure yourself and think more about your family. If you implicate me, your family will follow you to hell.
"What else do you have to say now?" Yang Fei stood up and walked slowly towards Zeng Han.
"I'll fight with you!" Zeng Han's eyes flashed with a cold light. In order to survive, he would definitely resist and immediately rushed towards Yang Fei.
He was not an opponent in the first place, but Yang Fei kicked him out and hit him on the head. He flew out like a cannonball and fell heavily to the ground in the distance.
The severe pain made Zeng Han scream. He was no match for Yang Fei. He could not escape and no one could save him. He would definitely die here.
"Did the Great Elder ask you to kill me? If you tell the truth, I don't have to kill you." Yang Fei said.
"If you want to kill, just give me a happy death." Zeng Han said these words in a deep voice. It seemed that he was ready to accept death.
Yang Fei shrugged and said, "Harry, throw him into the tiger cage and feed him to the tiger."
Harry walked in from outside and said with a smile: "Those hunting tigers haven't tasted human flesh for a long time, let's give them some meat today!"
Then he ignored Zeng Han's resistance and directly pulled him out.
Ten minutes later, a whistling sound sounded from the deepest part of the manor, accompanied by Zeng Han's screams.
"Tell me, does this matter have anything to do with the Archdeacon?"
The ninth deacon stood at the window, looked at the helicopter leaving the great elder, and asked.
Yang Fei frowned slightly and said: "He was very calm during the whole process. It seemed that nothing happened. It looked like he did it, but it didn't look like he sent someone to do it."
The ninth deacon asked in confusion: "Why do you say that?"
Yang Fei said: "The Archdeacon is the most difficult old fox to deal with. His behavior just now was also very calm. Even if it was him who did it, he would not show any flaws. And Zeng Han is also one of his people, so logically he should be
It was only right that he sent someone to take action against me, but Zeng Han's reaction in the end made me suspicious."
Deacon Ninth asked: "Why do you say that? What did you find?"
Yang Fei curled his lips and said, "When I pulled out the long needle, Zeng Han was very panicked. Children usually only make such expressions when they do something wrong."
The Ninth Deacon nodded and said: "It is indeed a bit unusual. If it was really the Archdeacon who sent him to kill you, he would definitely not react like that."
Yang Fei touched his chin and said: "But the Great Elder's reaction was even more strange. He slapped Zeng Han away. I think this was probably because he didn't want Zeng Han to tell the truth and possibly give an order to kill me.
The person is someone close to the Archdeacon, and he doesn’t want us to know who attacked me.”
The Ninth Deacon said: "Such an analysis makes some sense, but who is the Archdeacon protecting? Why does he want to protect that person?"
Yang Fei said: "It should be a very important person around him, otherwise the great elder would not do such a thing according to his selfish character."
Deacon Nine said: "What are you going to do? If something like this happens once, it will definitely happen a second time.
Yang Fei shrugged and said: "As long as it is Yang Fei's enemy, I will pull it out. If he does it again, I will not give him another chance."
Deacon Ninth said: "You are still so energetic. Judging from the current situation, there will be a major purge in the dark medical world in the near future."
Yang Fei did not deny it and said: "That old guy is not paying attention to the affairs of the dark medical community now and allows the elders to fight among themselves. I am afraid that he is also thinking of the day when the cards will be reshuffled."
Deacon Ninth smiled slightly and said: "You are not stupid. Over the years, the internal fighting among the dark medical community has become more and more fierce. It is time to reorganize."
Yang Fei said: "So, you haven't been out and about in the past few years just to stay safe? Did that old guy reveal anything to you?"
The ninth deacon shook his head and said: "No one can understand the mind of the world master. I just made this guess based on the trajectory of the past few years. Since you entered the dark medical world, you were promoted to a deacon in an instant. This
All the elders are opposed to this matter, do you know why?"
Yang Fei said: "Tell me and listen."
The ninth deacon said: "Before you came, the deacons were divided into two groups, and their strengths were balanced with each other, but your sudden appearance made them nervous."
Yang Fei said: "So, I am the weight that can break their balance. Is this why they target me?"
Deacon Ninth said: "They just started to win over you in order to gain the power to control the place. However, your character is like a grain of mouse excrement. It will definitely ruin a pot of porridge instead of bringing you spices to them."
Come get some delicious food.”
Yang Fei smiled and said: "I should feel very honored to be able to stir up such a big pot of soup."
