"Although it's not him, his own son has come here. Is it considered him who came here in person?" The young man's face was even more proud, "The Master Zhao prepared a generous gift and came to celebrate the birthday of the Yan family. He also said, "My father always mentions his uncle and says that his old friend has not seen him for a long time, so he must walk around frequently in the future." What does this mean? Doesn't it mean that Master Yan and Lord Zhao have a deep friendship? So those who say that the Yan family offended the court are purely nonsense."

Hearing this, Mu Crook, who was sitting next to him, silently put down the chopsticks in his hand, smashed his mouth and said to Mu Xiaowu sitting opposite him, "Look, as soon as he came, I could see that his aura was different from others and was somewhat related to the government. Sure enough, I didn't expect that he was Zhao Wen'an's son."

Mu Xiaowu shook his head, "You are so afraid of trouble. We helped him and could earn a few silver ingots, but you didn't let me speak. When you see him, it was like a mouse or a cat."

"Oh, this time, thanks to our failure, we were not caught by the official. You forgot that time we didn't embroider the soul back, and almost got caught by the government, saying that we were cheating..."

Mu Xiaowu stopped the peanuts and raised his chin to ponder, "After you say this, I remembered something. Zhao Zimai has returned from studying abroad. He should be very disdainful of people like you and me. But he seems to be very interested in our business and asked me what the hell is?"

"You saved his life, of course he believed it, and he could still repay his grudges and revenge?"

Mu Xiaowu shrugged, "Don't be proud of you. He saw my red eyes. I may be arrested one day as if I were a monster. Maybe he will even count the things that happened in the Yan Mansion on me."

"Xiaowu," Mu Clee stared at her eyes, with a little temptation in his voice, "Is it really gone? Are you sure it has gone, right? It's going all the way, making me feel so nervous..."

He had asked this question no less than a hundred times since he left Yan's house, so Mu Xiaowu was unlucky when he heard it. So after rolling his eyes, she picked up the chopsticks again, aimed at the plate of old vinegar peanuts, and said without hesitation, "The dishes in Baijiao are not very good, not as good as Zhangtai. In my opinion, we will rush to Guangdong overnight tonight and eat all the way. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Crook also forgot his worries and became happy. He patted his bulging wallet, "Of course, the money given by the Yan family is enough for us to stay at home for several years. I will listen to you wherever you go. Oh, I should enjoy my old bones. Others have long enjoyed the blessings of their children and grandchildren when they reach my age. So during this period, I always think that I can't work so hard anymore. You have learned 80% of these skills. I will eat and drink with you in the future. I will be happy every day..."

He was only proud, but he didn't notice that Mu Xiaowu, who was still in high spirits just now, suddenly smiled and stared at the half plate of peanuts with a solemn expression.

"In the past, those new ghosts were too young and tasted unpleasant, not enough to stuff my teeth." She suddenly raised the corner of her mouth and said this.

At that time, Mu Cute had already drunk a few taels of wine and was slightly drunk, so he had not yet distinguished what she was saying for a while, but said that she was still saying that the dish was not good enough and was not delicious enough. So he continued, "The restaurant in Guangzhou is famous all over the country. You must have a good time when you go there."

"Why have to leave the distance?" Mu Xiaowu was still staring at peanuts, with his eyebrows raised, but his face was still calm. "Didn't the Yan family have a ready-made one there?"

"Yan Family," Mu Cutezi touched his nose and pondered, "The dishes of the Yan Family are of course good. Let me tell you, the complexity of those dishes is comparable to the way in the palace. I think even if we go to Guangzhou, we probably won't be able to eat such delicacies. Unfortunately, this Yan Family is a world that we are afraid of, so how can we fall into the trap again..."

Speaking of this, he frowned, "What did you say just now? There is a ready-made one in the Yan family?"

His eyes turned to Mu Xiaowu's face, and then his body sagged heavily and knocked over the chair behind him.

The next moment, Mu Crooker covered his mouth with all his strength, and forced the scream from his throat back. He threw down a few taels of silver, grabbed Mu Xiaowu's arm with one hand, covered her eyes with the other, and dragged her out of the tavern.

Mu Crooked "Mu Xiaowu" to a dark alley before letting go. Then, he took a few breaths and suddenly knelt down at Mu Xiaowu's back, bowed a few times, and said tremblingly, "God, god, I offended you, don't blame the villain. The young man is afraid that you will be seen by those pickled scoundrels, so he loses courtesy. You are a lot of pride, don't blame me."

"Mu Xiaowu" moved his shoulders a few times, stretched his arms upwards, and said coldly, "You pulled him around half a street and almost twisted his feet. If you didn't see that you still have some available points, you would have swallowed you in one bite."

Yan Shu, she turned around slowly, picked up a stone and sat down, raised one leg to the other, knocked her fingers on her knees twice, and rushed to Mu Crook, who was still kneeling there and said, "What, is my look scary? I don't even dare to raise my head?"

"No, no, no, you are so majestic and heroic, and you look at the tiger. How can you describe it as a horrible..."

After saying that, he raised his head with his neck and stared at "Mu Xiaowu", and barely squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying.

"Mu Xiaowu" snorted coldly and waved his hand to Mu Crooker, "Forget it, go buy a hat, it's bigger and covers your eyes, so that you can avoid seeing me and seeing ghosts. I just woke up and hungry, and that thing in the Yan family is right to my appetite."

After hearing this, Mu Cutezi hurriedly got up and walked towards the alley. Because he was walking too hastily, he almost slipped and held the wall before he could barely fall to the ground.

His funny appearance caused the people behind him to laugh, but then what she said made Mu Cuzi feel cold, "Hey, old man, don't be foolish, I hope I can leave by myself one day. I want to use this shell to heal. You have to find more food for me in the future, maybe I can spare your life, otherwise..."

She didn't say anything later, obviously, without saying it. Mu Cleizi smiled dryly, kept saying "How dare you?" and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

"Wait, I have something to ask you."

Unexpectedly, the voice that made him complain again sounded.
Chapter completed!