Hidden Blade Chapter 28: Hungry to death, don’t eat the food that comes to you

"Guru. Dust ↗ Yuan ↙ Wen×Xue? Net"

"Guru."

"Meow!"

"Wow!"

Three days later, in the lobby of an inn called Laifu in Bailing City, Liaozhou, Daxia.

Xu Han and Chu Qiuli held a steamed bun, Xuan'er and Aowu held a steamed bun.

They didn't mean to swallow. They turned their heads to look at the old man at the side table, their eyes widened, and there was a squirming in their throat.

Compared with the four poor dinners, the food on the old man's table is extremely luxurious.

A bowl of fragrant braised pork, a plate of steamed fish that sells very well, and two marinated chicken drumsticks. As if no one was eating beside the old man, he didn't even notice the four gazes he was handed over.

"That..." Chu Qiuli cautiously leaned his head, licking his face and asked, "Old gentleman, can you finish eating so many things?"

Mr. Wei, who was eating upright, looked up at Chu Qiuli and said with a smile: "Brother Chu said, old man, I don’t have a long body, but my appetite is amazing. There was once an expert in medicine. My deceased once said that if the old man’s appetite is enough to survive the death of all his deceased, the old man may not be in serious trouble."

Mr. Wei said, he stirred up a fatty braised pork on the table, and slowly put it into his mouth, his lips and teeth squirmed, and some grease ran down the horns of his mouth, and he could see Chu Qiuli He swallowed another mouthful of saliva.

And Xuan'er and Aowu craned their necks, staring at the old man with widened eyes, as if they couldn't wait to rush on now to **** the braised pork.

The one or two dollars the old man gave them has almost bottomed out due to the consumption of food and house money in the past few days.

Without the help of Chu Qiuli as a means of earning a living, the lives of the few people in this group can be described as miserable. The first few meals can be called a bowl of pickles, and today there is only this big white steamed bun.

Chu Qiuli, whose mouth was fading from the smell of birds, put all his anger towards the old man behind him. He licked his face and stepped forward again, saying: "Mr. Wei, when you say this way of health preservation, someone in Chu has I have to say something."

"Your friend is sure to be a quack doctor. The older you are, the more you have to be clear-hearted, and eating too greasy is bad for your health. You see, although you are strong now, you still have to Pay attention to these things. It’s better to eat less greasy things."

"Really?" Hearing this, Mr. Wei looked at Chu Qiuli with enthusiasm, but he didn't forget to lift the chicken leg on the table and put it in his mouth to bite off a piece.

"Meow..."

"Woo..."

"Guru..."

This approach will inevitably make everyone feel greedy for a while.

"But my old friend was a well-known genius doctor at that time. The people in the village who sought him for medical treatment almost stepped on his threshold." Mr. Wei had a chicken leg in his mouth, and his speech was vague. .

Seeing that the food on this table is getting less and less, Chu Qiuli is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

But on the surface, Chu Qiuli appeared to be selfless. At that time, he said solemnly: "Huh? People from Chu have been traveling north and south for so many years, and they can be considered to have met most of the people with faces and faces in the rivers and lakes, Mr. Who is the genius doctor, you might as well say it, and someone from Chu will hear if he has a false name."

"It's been too long, old man, think about it." Mr. Wei tilted his head and thought for a while, then frowned and said, "It seems to be called...what...Kun does not speak. .."

"Kun is silent!" The old man spit out the name, and Chu Qiuli slapped his thigh without thinking about it, and said with a look of indignation: "Yes, it's this Kun who doesn't say anything, I Let me tell you, I’ve heard of this man, a well-known quack. Apart from making mysteries, I don’t know how many wicked things he has done to cure the dead! The old gentleman must have not walked on the rivers and lakes for a long time, and now there are many sects hunting down What about him!"

Xu Han, who listened to these remarks aside, was sweating coldly, secretly saying that Chu Qiuli would have tried too hard for a chicken leg.

"Really?" Mr. Wei seemed to be really bluffed by Chu Qiuli, and his mouth to eat chicken legs was slightly slowed, as if intentionally letting go, and this kind of action undoubtedly stirred the nerves of the hungry people. . Xu Han is accustomed to living a hard life and being able to gnaw buns leisurely, but Xuan'er Aowu and Chu Qiuli don’t have this concentration anymore. Their eyes keep moving with the chicken thighs, their eyes are greedy. It seems that I can't wait to bite that thing in my mouth now.

"Isn't it!" Seeing the old gentleman hesitated, Chu Qiuli immediately continued to say, "So, old gentleman these greasy things, you still don't eat well..."

"But there are so many things, if you don't eat them, wouldn't you be violent." The old man hesitated.

"Well, I, someone from Chu who has been a chivalrous man for so many years, I can rely on this arrogance to be a friend. Don't worry about the old man, someone from Chu is obliged." Chu Qiuli patted his chest, and then sat down with the old man. Next to his seat, his face was bold and bold as the old man went up and down the fire.

After saying this, Chu Qiuli even stretched out his hand, aimed at the only remaining chicken leg, and was about to get it.

"Hey, Brother Chu's kindness is in my heart, but since these things are not good for people, let's not eat them." The old man stretched out his chopsticks and stopped Chu Qiuli at that time. Outstretched hand.

"Isn't this a waste? Look at today's world, the people don't live a life..." Chu Qiuli hurriedly said at that time.

"Why is it wasted?" The old man smiled faintly, with a chopstick, and the chicken leg flew to Aowu’s mouth. Naturally, the already coveted Aowu caught it. As for the steamed fish, With a light push, he landed at Xuan'er's feet again.

"Look, isn't that all right." The old man said so, stretched out his chopsticks and swallowed the last piece of braised pork into his belly, and said with a smile on his face.

Then even stood up under Chu Qiuli’s wide-open gaze~IndoMTL.com~ carried the big wooden box on his back, and said: "The old man, let’s go to the street to see if there is something suitable. Set up a stall in the place, Brother Chu is slow to use it."

After that, without even looking at the indignant expression on Chu Qiuli's face, he turned around and walked out of the inn's gate.

......

In the inn, Chu Qiuli looked at the cats and dogs who were eating righteously with an indignant expression, and then at the buns in his hand.

Daxia Chu suddenly felt grief. He threw down the bun in his hand, pointed at Xuan'er and Ou, and cursed: "It is said that you starve to death or not eat the food! Why are you so spineless? Yes. What about integrity? A mere fish and a drumstick can make you like this. How can it be useful in the future."

Chu Chouli said it was filled with righteous indignation, completely forgetting that his previous organs were exhausted.

After hearing this, a cat and a wolf looked up at Chu Qiuli, both of them were filled with confusion.

But the next moment they put all the confusion behind them, and once again bowed their heads to fight with the food in their mouths.