Chapter 288

Lao he and Mrs. Wang know Xiao Cui.

After meeting, several people said hello to each other.

Lao he stared at Zhang Feng.

"Feng Zi, is this your way of hospitality? Don't even pour a cup of tea?"

He looked at Xiao Cui with a smile and took out a white pottery pot from the counter. Zhang Feng only had a little tea fried by himself.

Zhang Feng closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look straight at him.

The tea leaves of Datang are all tea foam. What's the name of tea for people here?

Throw the tea foam into the pot, cook it for an hour, and then drink it with a big bowl!

That smell.

It's no different from traditional Chinese medicine.

no

Slightly better than Coptis chinensis.

His tea leaves, which were collected from outside the city after finding a lot of relationships, rubbed almost a kilo by himself

Looking at the handful in Lao he's hand and the energetic eyes of the old scholar, Zhang Feng knew that his pot of tea was completely out of his mind.

Angrily in the back kitchen, he chopped a stewed chicken one by one.

Then he grabbed a handful of salt and sprinkled it.

Die, please!

A moment later, Zhang Feng walked out of the kitchen slowly with a large pot of stew with some meat.

Then he presented everyone with a small bowl of tiger bone soup and kept silent.

What else?

Looking at the wine jar on the table and the tea scattered everywhere, he was distressed!

"Cough!"

The old scholar showed his magnanimity at this time and said, "all of you move your chopsticks! This bastard is distressing his tea today! I once heard that there is no such thing outside except whether it is in the palace!"

"And the meat, you smell it! If Miss Zhang comes, it's certain that she won't suffer!"

"With Feng Zi's two skills, he can earn a lot of songs!"

"Come on, move chopsticks!"

Xiao Cui has long forgotten what the old scholar said. He holds the wine bowl, his hands are shaking, and his two faces are red.

Staring at the fragrant meat in the basin, she has long forgotten everything. After all, she lies in Xiangcheng, Sister Zhang Yuyao. She can eat whatever Miss Zhang eats on weekdays, but compared with today's pot of meat, everything she ate before was pig food!

As for Mrs. Wang, let alone.

At this time, staring at the meat in the meat pot, I had already jumped on it.

He is pretty good.

At least they have been eating and drinking with Zhang Feng for some time, and they are Zhang Feng's elders here. They can't lose face!

Seeing that Xiao Cui didn't eat, the old scholar personally picked up a piece. He didn't know whether it was a pig's large intestine or a chicken's neck, so he threw it into Xiao Cui's bowl.

"Cui'er, you're welcome. Eat! This will be your home in the future! Try Zhang Feng's craft. When you go back, I'll ask Feng Zi to bring some back to miss and her in laws!"

"Er... OK! Thank you, old scholar, thank you, uncle!"

While talking, Xiaocui also ate like Mrs. Wang.

The old scholar looked at Lao he and laughed.

"Come on, let's do one!"

They also ignored the convulsions in the corners of their mouths and Zhang Feng, and they drank alone.

A bowl of wine.

Lao he sighed.

"Alas! What a pity! Such a good wine! If only my in laws could taste it!"

"Isn't it? Your father-in-law, by the way, Fengzi, is that your father-in-law ate the lawsuit and still has news!"

none of my business!

Zhang Feng skimmed his mouth, tore a piece of chicken breast and ate and drank himself.

But as soon as the meat came into his mouth, he suddenly doubted whether he had just put sugar or salt.

Why does it taste different from before?

More delicious?

I couldn't help it. Zhang Feng put his finger into the basin, stained it with a little thick soup and licked it in his mouth.

My head hurt even more.

No wonder they eat so badly

I want to kill the dead, but I put forward the delicious taste.

Zhang Feng can't eat any more.

This meal is not for food at all.

Simply, Zhang Feng pretended not to know and asked, "old scholar, if you come here today, let's talk straight!"

"Good!"

"Wait for your drink!"

"Now there's something you have to make up your mind!"

As soon as the old scholar saw it, he no longer hid it. He said bluntly, "just your father-in-law..."

"It hasn't been done yet! At least let me meet other girls?"

Zhang Feng directly interrupted the old scholar.

The old scholar doesn't mind.

"Well, do you remember yesterday? A servant girl in Zhang's family got a jade hairpin from somewhere, and it was one of the goods this time, so shopkeeper Zhang was afraid! He sent it directly to the yamen, but it was almost two hours. He didn't come back and didn't say anything!"

"So, the family has no idea, so they want to let you make an idea and see what's going on?"

Zhang Feng frowned slightly at the speech.

"This thing... Is a little difficult! The servant girl of the rich merchant doesn't know where to get this jade hairpin. It was told by my yamen yesterday. It must be difficult!"

The old scholar and others heard the speech.

His face changed quickly.

"Feng Zi, you have to find a way to do this! That's your father-in-law!"

Zhang Feng was speechless.

How many times has he said it? He didn't write a word. It's all called by his father-in-law?

Zhang Feng couldn't help staring at the old scholar angrily and roaring in his heart.

"Why do men bother to embarrass men so much?"

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