"Dalang, this is the chicken soup you made, please send it to the sir."

During lunch break, Xiao Wen was carrying a food box containing a casserole. He started to cook chicken soup in the early morning, and there was no smell of chicken oil at the moment.

"Do you need to do this? Madam, that old guy doesn't drink it in person. He always waits for me to leave before drinking. Do you think he is mean?"

“…”

"Last time, he actually told me that black fish is a filial fish, and they don't eat it in Kuaiji."

"Did you eat it?"

"Nonsense, can I be so upset if I don't eat it?"

Filial fish? Don’t eat filial fish?

"Sir, you need face, too."

"So it makes sense to say that all the young people are old and young, so I have to coax them."

The cursing Wang Jiao took the food box and was about to turn around, but when he saw that there was no one around, he hurried over and kissed Xiao Wen on the face, then smiled "hehe" and entered the gate of the Shaxian Hotel in a slutty manner.

Anyway, there is no surveillance these days, what are you afraid of?

Xiao Wen, who was blushing, pretended to be calm, but when he turned around and left, he quickly covered his face and ran away.

"You want to suffocate me, Kouzi!"

"Wow, sister! Haven't you transferred to the post?"

"You guy has a conscience. I want to be able to do it too, but the hotel said that there is no manager now, so I'm back."

As Sister Du said, she also touched her head shape. The bun was combed neatly and neatly, and she looked like a good woman.

"Have Manager Du eaten?"

"I'm eating you, seeing that you two are so sweet, I'm so full!"

"Hehe, thank you, sister!"

"Hey, I'm not gossiping you, I'm telling you something."

"What is it, sister, I'm now a big shot in Longgang, and I'm here to kill the big guy."

"Pooh!"

Glazed at Wang Jiao, and Sister Du suddenly whispered, "A few days ago, my husband and I went to the dock. Isn't your mother's hotel renovating? We went to check it out and found someone asking about you."

"Is it an old guy with a Youzhou accent, a slutty image, and looks like he is not a good thing? Sister, don't panic, you are my own people."

"What Youzhou accent, a slutty image?"

Sister Du patted Wang Jiao's arm, "Listen to me, Jiaozi, my husband said, those guys don't look like people on the Tao, nor do they look like people from the public."

"Um?"

Wang Jiao was stunned: "What accent? Chengdu? Changsha?"

"The Demon City accent, with a little official language, and indeed a bit of Youzhou accent..."

After being disturbed by Wang Jiao, Sister Du was a little confused, "Hey, be careful, the chaos... there are many chaos in the local area."

When talking about this, Sister Du was also cautious. She had killed so many people before and found a few gardeners in the administrative office of Longgang, but they were actually rioters.

Only two gardeners were saved because of doing things for Liu Che, and their lives were left.

The people may have regained their vitality this time, but in the officialdom, people are actually panic and their hearts are tense.

"Sister, don't worry, can I be a fish killer, be related to the rebellion?"

Wang Jiao smiled and looked indifferent, but Sister Du's eyes were very complicated.

When Wang Jiao saw this, he was stunned: "Sister, what's the situation? Tell me?"

"Uh..." Although Sister Du is easy to introduce to others, she also grasps the size and distance. In this situation, she felt that she didn't know whether she should say something. She thought about it, because Wang Jiao, her and her husband's jobs have become better, and she was also willing to say it.

So, Miss Du whispered: "Jiaozi, there are a few people. My husband said it might be a mess... it might be a sell-off for the pirates..."

The words were very tactful, which made Wang Jiao feel even more strange. What is this happening?

He didn't get involved with the rioters either.

If you insist on having it, it is just a slap like the royal party, and this is how both concubines come from.

But what Mr. Gong told me, which rioters had he encountered?

No.

"Sister, what's the matter?"

Seeing that Wang Jiao's face was false, Sister Du gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind, and covered her mouth and whispered: "Jiaozi, the few helpers you hired, the hall, and the kitchen... It seems that they are all those who are here."

"Clam?!!!!!!!!!!"

"You're a little bit more!"

“Oh oh oh…”

Wang Jiao nodded repeatedly, "Sister, what did you say? All the people recruited by the fat woman are like this?"

"More than that, Jiaozi."

After looking around, she made sure there was no one. Sister Du continued, "I have seen the newly built guest house. There are ten rooms and eight of them are all that kind of people. I can't recognize them, but my husband thinks it's almost the same!"

"Thank you brother-in-law for me, sister. Be gentle at night. Be sure to let your brother-in-law enjoy the service like Qianjin Yixiaolou!"

"Go to die!"

"Haha, I have to go to discuss with the teacher. Sister, thank you. I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore, I'll go up first!"

"Go quickly and go quickly..."

After Wang Jiao went up, Sister Du breathed a sigh of relief. She was also quite afraid. After all, this was a bit gossiping, and even a bit suspicious of being a "mother-son relationship" between others.

When he went upstairs, Wang Jiao was confused: "Damn it?! Good, Wang Baozhu, you are a heifer turning into an old cow - so awesome!"

I have made great calculations, but I never expected that there would be any mistakes here, Wang Baozhu?

After calming down, Wang Jiao thought about it again. This matter is actually OK and there is no big problem.

Even if Wang Baozhu really hides the chaos, then she will be "one question and no one knows", and that will be over.

"I'm so stupid. Killing Longgang can make such a big deal, and those rebels have no mass base? Otherwise, they would have died after being killed for so many years."

The people really hate pirates, but they really sympathize with "pirates".

There are some things that the serfs dare not do or say when they work every day, but it does not mean that they are really happy with this.

They are not poor families, and they can be content with poverty and enjoy the word of mind.

Which bastard who is content with poverty and can't support dozens of people?

It is precisely because we have to struggle on the survival line that we can put a little thought on it.

Whether awakening or not, it is all the wastes who have lost their books and fantasize about it crazy. There are no strong and powerful wise men and brave men, and the "fools" will only continue to endure. Ten thousand "fools" dare to resist, but none of them are in the thousands, and more of them die in "humbleness".

When he was working as a security guard before traveling through time, he only knew that people who were talking about "class history" could go to a five-star hotel to show off at the table, and he was just a doorman, a parking guy, and a security guard.

When some people were eager for heroes, Master Qingtian, these people who talked about "class historical view" were extremely sarcastic, mocking that these people were just seeking life at the bottom, seeking food and clothing, and using various analyses and theories to defeat the "heroic historical view". Without stepping into the mud, it would not be enough to relieve their hatred and prove their objective, rational and even revolutionary nature.

What a bullshit awakening? When Wang Jiao was in the most impoverished, he just wanted to win a lottery and get a jackpot.

Weakness? Compromise? Limitations?

He is just a "fool" who is so ordinary that he can't be more ordinary. Even if he opens the dusty book and opens it, he knows how to kill the dragon, so what?

Without a powerful brave man, the wise man resisted the dragon, he could not even pull off a piece of dragon scales.

Taking a deep breath, the whole person recovered from his mental state, and then he pushed the door open and entered: "Sir, Xiao Xiao made some chicken soup today. I said there was no need to be so troublesome. She just didn't listen and insisted that I send it to Mr. Sir, this is the soup made by Xiaoji, can you drink it?"

"Filial Chicken?"

"Yes, when the old hen hatches eggs, this kind of chicken will actively break the shell and flow out the egg yolk and egg liquid so that the old hen can peck the fresh ones and have the energy to continue hatching the eggs..."

“…”

"Just kidding, sir, drink while it's hot."

Old Man Qian raised his eyelids and said, "I have no appetite now..."

"Then I'll let it go first, sir, I'll go back first, and you'll drink it secretly later."

“…”
Chapter completed!