It is hard to imagine that a guy as rough as Cheng Yaojin would have such a powerful cooking skill!

In such a short period of time, stir-frying, steaming, stewing, and marinating, it turned out to be such a rich table of banquets. The taste and taste of each dish were completely different. Compared with this rich experience, those self-proclaimed chefs in Chang'an City should hang themselves in shame!

I completely forgot my determination not to drink the stolen spring water.

After he realized that the dazzling array of banquets in front of him and the rice bucket as high as half a town in Li were already empty!

Of course, most of them are the credit of Kunlun Mole.

After eating all the rice without any shame, he was satisfied and fed up his meal, and picked up the dishes and went to do the chores.

Li Bai sighed when he saw it.

In the past, the swordsman who was so skillful that he had become a ruthless food machine.

But he seemed to be happy with it and did not feel wronged at all. From the bottom of his heart, he loved the days when he could eat a full meal by looking at the door every day and doing chores.

This is a bit easier to satisfy.

But when he looked at the table full of dishes that had been swept away, he felt a peaceful and down-to-earth atmosphere.

This was the first time he had been so peaceful and quiet after coming to Chang'an.

This city is too large.

It is also too gorgeous and beautiful, and it is dazzling and entangled in it. Everyone is rushing, chasing the goals in the distance, moving further and further...

In this way, I gradually forgot the simple life and the appearance of the past.

Now, at Cheng Yaojin's house, Li Bai has a rare feeling of ease to return to the wilderness.

Moreover, it feels even more bizarre: I have a full meal every day, and after exercise, I have a hard meal, and finally have a good sleep, and my life seems to be good?!

And, there is endless wine to drink!

Otherwise, give up your jailbreak plan first and stay for a few more days?

Wait, is this Cheng Yaojin's conspiracy and purpose?

It's really sinister...

He couldn't help but glar at the guy across the table who started showing off his muscles again.

Then he picked up the wine pot next to him and poured himself a large glass.

The wine is innocent. If it is not drunk after Kaifeng, it will be broken. It cannot be wasted!

You must be happy when you are in a happy life, don’t let the golden cup face the moon empty!

But when he picked up the wine glass, his eyes couldn't help but look outside the door, on the sycamore trees in the courtyard... among the dense branches and leaves, the scarlet pupils.

The birds that indicate that the ominous wings are flapping their black wings and jumping on the branches, but without screaming, they seem to be watching something darkly.

crow.

As soon as he frowned, he saw the drunk Cheng Yaojin pick up a chicken bone on the table and throw it into the night outside the door.

Only a low and sad roar was heard, and the crow fell from the branches in a mess.

Soon, Cheng Yaojin pulled his neck and lifted it up.

"Hey, I'm so lucky. I'm worried about the supper tonight's too simple-"

He tied the crow casually and shook it in his hand: "So much meat, it must be very caring to make it into old soup!"

Amid his proud laughter, more crows rose from the branches and flew into the distance in a hurry.

Late at night, the market stretched out, and the lights in the distance faintly illuminated the outline of the tower.

Countless crows rose and fell, but silently, only pairs of scarlet eyes shone brightly in the darkness, making people shudder.

The old man in a gray robe stood in front of the window, stretched out his hand, caught the birds falling from the night sky, and listened to the obscure cries of the people.

After a long time, he turned around and shook his head at the gloomy man in blue behind him.

"Gangmaster, he doesn't agree."

"Can't tell that guy Ji Xianke?" The man wearing a sword asked coldly, "Can't even ask him to take action even if he doesn't want to?"

The old man in gray shook his head, and after a moment of silence, he replied: "He said... the position of the arch master is the most noble. If you want him to do it, you will not be able to talk about it unless you have 200,000 gold."

"Twenty-hundred thousand gold? Do you really think his name as the number one swordsman in Chang'an City is valuable?"

The gang leader sneered: "Well, since he doesn't give him face, there's no need to say much... What's wrong with that guy named Li Bai?"

"There was no news after being sent to Cheng Mansion by the owner of Guangdefang."

The old man in gray reported: "The crow I arranged was also shot down, so I dare not spy on it."

“…… well.”

The gang leader looked gloomy and pressed the hilt of the sword for a long time: "There are many backers behind that guy Cheng Yaojin, so it's not convenient for us to do it."

Let that boy Li Bai live for a few days, and he will naturally suffer later.

However, the survivors in Anlefang were getting more and more jumping. If they were sent to the orders, they would be more cautious and not be ruined by a group of untouchables."

"I understand below."

Under the dim moonlight, several crows spread their wings and flew away with bad news.

The next morning, Li Bai woke up from his dream.

In the high-pitched sound of the stones rubbing, he seemed to see his dream of sleeping well, gradually fading away from him.

He turned over, closed his eyes, and planned to sleep again, but the continuous noise made him sleepless.

He stood up angry and opened the window.

Sure enough, I saw the man with his upper body naked in the yard holding several huge stone locks in his hand and throwing them like playing with toys. The terrifying wind pressure spread. Occasionally, the stone locks collided in the air, and a series of high-pitched sounds that made the scalp numb.

Every one... has at least hundreds of kilograms, right?!

Li Bai was stunned.

"Hahaha, is the boy finally awake?"

The stone locks in Cheng Yaojin's hand were stacked in the air like magic, which was even more exaggerated than the height of an ordinary person, and were held casually in his hand.

"You can really sleep. The donkeys in Dongshi dare not rest as much as you!"

He grinned and urged: "Get up quickly, our happy morning exercises have begun!"

"Forget it, this method is not suitable for me!"

Li Bai shook his head wildly in resistance: "It's too vulgar and has no manners..."

"Oh? I look down on strength training? I will say this when you can beat me!"

"You have the ability to give me the sword!"

Li Bai was so angry that he came: "I will teach you the eighteen ways to write swords immediately, do you believe it?"

"Hey, that's my booty."

Cheng Yaojin scratched the beard on his chin and said without shame: "Besides, how can you tell someone that even though you know that your opponent is good at swordsmanship? You are afraid you are not a fool."

Li Bai felt that he was really stupid.

How did this guy say such shameless words so righteously?

Besides, that was his weapon, when did it become his spoil?

Just when he was shocked, a dark head suddenly raised by the window.

"Young man, are you awake?" Kunlun Mole solemnly reminded: "Get up quickly, I'll give you a hot breakfast on the stove. There's meat this morning, and it won't be delicious after it's stored for a long time."

When he said this, Kunlun Mole was still holding a watering pot in his left hand and a small plier in his right hand. A pair of aprons hung on his burly body, covered with mud and dust. The oversized apron was clearly on him, but it was as tight as a bellyband.

Extremely weird.

"What are you doing?"

Li Bai was confused and didn't know what the hell was planning for this guy lying ambushed outside his window.

"Weeding and watering flowers."

Kunlun Mole replied: "No one comes to Cheng's Mansion every day. I am idle, so I asked the master to clean up the backyard and flower beds in the mansion.

The cabbage you ate yesterday tasted good, right? I planted it myself!"

Speaking of this, he smiled very proudly. It was a very amazing and proud thing to grow delicious cabbage from the bottom of his heart.

When Li Bai put on his clothes and went out, he saw the flowers he ignored around the yard.

Just in the stone trough, flower pots and nurseries, flowers of all colors are blooming in a prominent manner. Even though Li Bai was about to travel all over the world, he had never seen such a variety of flowers gathered together to bloom.

Peony, white orchid, calendula, daisy, peacock grass...

There are many kinds of flowers he has never seen before.

There are also flowers that have clearly passed but are blooming brilliantly under the supply of Chang'an geothermal heat.

The burly giant squatted among the flowers, pinching pliers that were several sizes smaller than his palm, carefully cutting off the tiny branches, fingers as thick as rods were delicately pulled out weeds from the soil, peeled off the roots, planted another tulip from Haidu into the soil, and placed a new home.
To be continued...