It's still a sure thing now.

Safety first.

If he dies, the family property will be occupied by others, and the personal maid will become someone else's...

It's scary to think about it.

Life is at stake.

Can't waste.

Wait until you are stronger.

"Green Bamboo, take a copy of Zhu Xian and give it to the storyteller."

Li Changsheng ordered.

"Okay, sir!"

Luzhu nodded, stood up and walked towards the storyteller.

"Ding, popularity value +3."

"Ding, popularity value +1."

There were reminder sounds in his mind from time to time, and they became more and more frequent. Li Changsheng smiled even more on his face, and then blocked the reminder sounds.

He was in a good mood and had a great appetite. He ate a big meal in Sifanglou, rubbed his belly, and left with satisfaction.

Just when I walked to the door of the restaurant, I saw a little beggar arguing with two shopkeepers.

The little beggar was in ragged clothes and had a thin build. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he wore a dark, broken leather cap crookedly on his head.

His face and hands were covered with black coal, and his true appearance had long been lost. He was holding a steamed bun in his hand, and he was smiling, revealing two rows of shiny white teeth, which were completely out of proportion with his whole body.

The eyes are dark and very lively.

A shop assistant asked fiercely: "What are you doing? Why don't you leave?"

The little beggar said: "Okay, let's go."

Just as I turned around, another waiter called out: "Put down the steamed buns."

The little beggar put down the steamed bun as he was told, but there were a few dirty black fingerprints left on the white steamed bun, and he could no longer sell it.

One of the waiters was furious and punched the little beggar, but the little beggar ducked and dodged.

"Interesting, could it be Xiao Huang Rong?"

Li Changsheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and he could tell at a glance that the little beggar was a young girl.

Moreover, it can be seen from the body shape, movements and eyes that the little beggar is good at martial arts.

Although the Shifang Territory where Wuji City is located is not within the territory of the Song Dynasty, it borders the Song Dynasty, Ming Dynasty, Sui Dynasty, Qin Dynasty and other countries.

Because of this, the Shifang Domain does not belong to any one dynasty.

It is not impossible that Huang Rong will appear here.

"Don't be violent, it's just a steamed bun!"

Li Changsheng stepped forward and threw a piece of silver to the waiter: "Get some more steamed buns."

"Master Li!"

When the waiter saw Li Changsheng, his waist immediately bent down, and a flattering smile appeared on his face:

"Okay, Mr. Li, wait a moment!"

"so hot!"

Seeing Li Changsheng, the little beggar's smart eyes were startled.

She came out of Peach Blossom Island and met many talented young people and young men from aristocratic families along the way.

But none of them are as good as the young master in front of me.

"Sir, your steamed buns!"

The waiter quickly made a few large, white steamed buns and handed them to Li Changsheng with both hands.

"Little girl, if you're hungry, just eat as much as you can!"

Li Changsheng took the steamed bun and handed it to the little beggar: "I think you are a good cook. If you have no place to go, you can come to Li Mansion and be a cook for me!"

"How do you know I'm a good cook?"

Huang Rong's eyes widened, and a sense of vigilance suddenly arose in her heart.

She just arrived in Wuji City today and has never shown her cooking skills.

I have never met Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng looked at Huang Rong's clever and puzzled eyes, smiled slightly, and said narrowly:

"you guess!"
Chapter completed!