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The legendary young master Qi

The little donkey slowly moved forward on the bluestone road, making a crisp sound. Qin Chuan's mind was empty. He didn't know why, and he didn't want to think about anything. He let the donkey walk around at will. She didn't know where she was going. Over the years, she had been calculating the remaining days very perfectly, what to do, how to do it, and when to finish it, but now she was really tired.

I was even so tired that I didn't even want to think about why I was tired.

After three or four days in a daze, she felt that she really couldn't continue like this and had to find something to do. She wanted to kill the prince, kill the national master, and light the soul lamp... There were a lot of things to do, but she didn't do this first thing. Not only did she fail to kill the prince, but she almost got caught by him.

Why can't he be killed? Is the Tianyuan royal family really possessed the blood of demons? Qin Chuan had never encountered such a thing, and he felt at a loss for a moment. But the other party would never wait for her to figure it out. Three days later, the whole city of Gaodu was posted with a wanted notice, with extremely generous bounty, and her face was painted on it, which was quite similar. The cunning Prince Tianyuan pushed her to the forefront and did not allow her to hide in the dark anymore.

Qin Chuan knew that it was the best choice to leave Tianyuan Kingdom at this time. After a few years, Tianyuan Kingdom's vitality will be restored and the prince will lead troops to fight again. Hunting on the battlefield is better than waiting for the rabbit here. However, there are checkpoints in front of the gates of the eight cities to check all those who enter and exit. This time there are also cultivators who will help her. Her fake face will reveal flaws when touched by someone with ulterior motives. You can't take such a big risk.

After wandering in front of the city gate for a long time, she had to turn around and walk back and make a more perfect plan.

The little donkey suddenly stopped and leaned over and didn't know what to smell. Qin Chuan came to his senses and saw it parked in front of a small restaurant. It was still early, and the restaurant was only half open, and a burnt smell came out from it. Then a woman shouted: "What should I do? Do you still have to do business today! I have been raising you for so many years, why can't I even cook a dish?!"

The door was kicked open with a loud bang, and all the burnt food was poured out, almost hitting Qin Chuan. The person who opened the door was a fat middle-aged woman with an angry face. She was stunned when she saw Qin Chuan, and then said, "The door has not been opened today, so the guest should come later."

Qin Chuan touched her purse, and there was not much silver left on her body. She looked up at the name of the restaurant above her head: Yanyan Restaurant, couldn't help but smile, stepped on the donkey's back, and said, "Wait, are you not a good chef?"

The boss lady looked at her suspiciously: "Look at you not like a poor child, what good food can you cook?"

Qin Chuan led the donkey and walked into the door: "I've made it, you can try it. If it's appropriate, I'll be your chef."

When she studied with her husband, she turned from not touching the spring water to becoming a master of everything. Her husband was old and still picky. In order to satisfy her master's desire for food, she studied recipes a lot. Later, as soon as she cooked, the children in the village couldn't help but come over to taste it. They were often angry for this husband and had a beard straight up.

This Yanyan Restaurant had a good chef before, but he went back to his hometown to get married. The vacancy could not be filled for a while. The restaurant had not been opened for several days. Qin Chuan walked straight to the kitchen and looked around. He took a few vegetables, plus eggs, ham, etc., cooked fire and cut vegetables and put oil to stir-fry. The action was done in one go. In a while, he made a stir-frying heart, green pepper and beef and soft dishes. The steamer was churning and the aroma was savory. It was steamed with ham, shrimp and egg custard.

The boss's wife was stunned. Qin Chuan put the dishes on the dining table and smiled slightly: "Come here and try it."

Gao in midsummer is not calm.

The prince, who has been known to have an unparalleled destiny since he was born, was about to fight bloody battles in the world and unify the Central Plains, lost his head overnight and was taken away like the left prince. The two concubines who were sleeping that night were locked in a dungeon, tortured and forced confessions every day, and even their skin was knocked out, but they couldn't ask anything.

Since his birth, the prince has always been different from ordinary people. Because his body is full of demon blood, he cannot kill him unless he uses extraordinary means. It is reported that the assassination is quick and ruthless, and he cuts it with one stroke when the prince is sleeping. It would be impossible to do it without having an extraordinary wrist strength and a cold heart.

The death of the prince is completely incomparable to the death of the left prime minister. For Emperor Tianyuan, it is like the sky falling down. Believing in heaven, earth, and ghosts and gods, but this is the result. Emperor Tianyuan was hit hard and fell ill. Cheng Ri just hugged the prince's headless body and cried. Over time, the fire could not be contained in the paper, and the news gradually leaked out, and the civil and military officials in the court were in an uproar.

The national master knew the significance of the prince to the Tianyuan Kingdom, not only because of his bravery and good fighting, but also because of his various strange phenomena when he was born, and his unparalleled destiny. This is the critical moment of unifying the Central Plains, and people's hearts must not be shaken.

So when the rumors reached its peak, all civil and military officials suddenly saw the prince riding a horse out of the palace gate, chatting and laughing with the second prince Tingyuan, with a normal expression. When they saw the officials saluting him, they became much more harmonious and smiled and asked them to stand up, no longer ignoring them as before.

Rumors are self-defeating.

Of course, the people below will not know about these top secret matters, and they have other things that need to be excited and crazy.

However, Qin Chuan has been a chef in Yanyan Restaurant for a month. He has excellent skills and good flavor. This restaurant, which was originally deserted, has gradually become popular. The boss's wife wants to serve her as a Bodhisattva. She doesn't need to do anything except cooking. She even has to wash clothes for her. She lives a happy life.

It was probably because the owner of the shop spoiled her, and the guys who were running errands in front were inevitably looking at her with admiration and were busy sending her a secret love letter that day: "Chuan'er, I'll bear you, I'll bear you, I'll bear you, I'll bear you, I'll bear you every day and I'll bear you every day." (Chuan'er, I love you, I love you, I love you, I'll be drunk every day as if I've drunk wine.)

Qin Chuan changed the word "Another" with amusement and cry, and returned it to the young man. His tears immediately flowed into a river and was hit so hard that he did not come to work for several days.

The boss’s wife talked to her privately: “Chuan’er, you are not young, how about you just become a family here? Our shop is full of good guys.”

Qin Chuan pulled his cheeks twice, pinching his cheeks as bright as blood, then raised his head and said softly: "I... I have a lover for a long time! Brother Dou Dou said that when I earn money from getting married, I will pick me up and get married."

Aunt Guo, who is buying groceries, likes these family matters the most, so she hurried over and joins in the fun: "Brother Doudou? Why is he called such a strange name! What does he do?"

Qin Chuan laughed dryly and racked his brains: "He...he...uh, he is a specialist in painting, so he runs outside all year round, saying that he wants to find some inspiration..."

After saying that, I suddenly felt guilty again. Why did she say she was painting? It was inexplicably...

Aunt Guo became more interested: "The painter? Is he a painter? I heard that a great master has come to our Tianyuan Kingdom recently. He lives at the foot of Fengmian Mountain. Those high-ranking officials and princes are driving carriages to him all day long, begging him to draw. Could he be Chuan'er, your man, right?"

Before Qin Chuan answered, the boss's wife was excited: "How is that possible! If Mr. Qi wants to fall in love with Chuan'er, he will definitely be covered in his eyes! Chuan'er, I have no other meaning... Don't think too much..."

Qin Chuan was so scared by the three words "Young Master Qi" that he was so shocked that he twisted his neck, grinning in pain, and forgot everything he wanted to say.

Aunt Guo said repeatedly: "Yes! It's Mr. Qi! Do you know the boss lady?"

This is truly called "famous all over the world". Just find someone in a small restaurant to ask, and everyone knows who Gongzi Qi is. The legendary Gongzi Mr. Qi is a real god, traveling all over the world, free and easy; it is said that he could drink in the South China Sea at sunrise, and he would take a nap at Fengmian Mountain at noon, and wander around the Yushui River to paint when he was sunset; it is said that wherever he has been, he would be lucky. The man said a few words to him and he would be free from illness. The woman held his hand... and wanted to follow him at night.

Legends are always ridiculous and illusory.

This mysterious young master, Lord Qi, has recently arrived in Tianyuan Kingdom for some reason, living at the foot of Fengmian Mountain and painting every day. The immortal paintings he painted in Dayan were nowhere to be seen after the war. Now the real person is in front of him. Who wouldn't want to ask for a painting? For a moment, the ministers in the court lined up to Fengmian Mountain, making the quiet Fengmian Mountain that was hiding away from the world so that the traffic was very lively.

However, the young master Qi had a strange temper. Seeing that Fengmianshan could no longer live, he simply packed up and moved into the largest brothel in Gaodu. He no longer painted flowers, birds, fish and insects. He thought about drawing pictures of the erotic palace all day long, and burned one by one. He burned paintings, but in the eyes of others, the real gold burned, and it was inevitable that he felt very painful.

Before the Great Yan was destroyed, the boss's wife went there and saw the young master painting from afar. She still feels proud: "That's the most phoenix among people! If I were ten years younger, I would simply abandon the useless man and elope with him."

Everyone started laughing, and Qin Chuan had to laugh, touching his neck, and his hands were covered in cold sweat.

It is probably so sad that his skills are not as good as others. As soon as Fu Jiuyun stretched out his hand, his palm was 108,000 miles away. She couldn't fly out even if she rode the somersault cloud. In front of him, she always looked like a bird with her wings. This time he came to Tianyuan Kingdom without hesitation, obviously telling her who was hiding in the dark: Sir, I'm here, be careful.

She was really careful and had no doubt that she would be cut into pieces and give him the food and drinks again this time.

The next day, she followed Aunt Guo to buy vegetables. Aunt Guo was a silly man. She met those aunts and sixties who could not drink water for a whole day. After listening to it for half a day, it was nothing more than a girl from the Zhang family who married a drunkard and a young man from the Li family who married a fierce woman. She was so bored that she had to carry a basket to flip the vegetables.

Just as she picked up a few eggplants, she suddenly heard a crackling sound of firecrackers on the street opposite, followed by a deafening sound of gongs and drums. She thought someone was doing a marriage, so she couldn't help but look up. She saw a group of people turning over from the corner of the street opposite, leading the way in front of the street, and cheering next to her. There was a big oil-walled cart in the middle and dozens of people with her entourage, occupying the entire street.

Aunt Guo is worthy of being Aunt Guo, and in a blink of an eye, I asked the exact news: "Mr. Zhang, the Ministry of Rites in Qian Street, finally invited Mr. Qi to his house to make a small portrait. Look at the situation! It's like marrying a bride! Is Mr. Qi sitting in the car right?"

When everyone heard the legendary young master Qi was in the car, they rushed up and squeezed on the side of the road, leaning forward and squinted their heads and looking at them, hoping that the bamboo curtains on the car window could reveal a slit to teach them how the person inside was.

Qin Chuan wanted to hide, but Aunt Guo just refused to let go. She grabbed her all the way to the front. Wherever she passed, the ground was covered in mess and heard the sound of crying and pain. The long car was parked in front of Lord Zhang's mansion, and the civilians did not dare to approach her, so they had to hold their breath and look at it.

The door of the long car opened, and a slender figure slowly got out of the car. He was not in a hurry to get on the sedan chair prepared for him, but looked back. He put a half-mask on his face, couldn't see his face clearly, and his posture was generous. He waved to the crowd. Aunt Guo's screams made Qin Chuan's ears almost deaf.

When he returned to the small restaurant, Aunt Guo was very uneasy all day long. She grabbed her and said that she had seen the young master. She was indeed a dragon and phoenix among people, and was as handsome as a god. God knew that he was wearing a mask on his face, and he could see that there was a ghost only when he was handsome as a god.

The boss's wife was so moved that she was still in a state of fanaticism. She had to come over and ask Qin Chuan: "Chuan'er, did you really see Mr. Qi? What clothes are he wearing? What does he look like?"

Qin Chuan nodded: "Well, I saw it... it's so beautiful, it's really like a god." That's strange...

After hearing this, the boss's wife had no intention of doing business, so she simply moved a small stool and sat in front of the store to look at Qian Street, hoping that the young masters would take a look again when they came out. It was not until sunset that there was another commotion from Qian Street. The people in the store ran out to see each other, but saw that the young masters were neither in the car nor in the sedan chair, walking openly on the street with both hands on their backs, and a group of people were surrounded by them.

The boss took out a veil from his arms and looked around. Seeing Qin Chuan hiding behind the store door, she immediately stuffed the veil to her, and her face turned red with rare blushing: "Chuan'er...I'm a little embarrassed. You are the only young girl in our store. I heard that Mr. Qi never makes things difficult for the girl. Please help me go over and ask for a signature Mobao?"

Qin Chuan almost jumped up and waved his hands repeatedly: "I...I won't go!"

When a few guys heard that they wanted Mobao, they hurriedly took their sweat towel and stuffed it to Qin Chuan: "Chuan'er! Please!"

Aunt Guo captured more than a dozen account books in the store, and even threw them to her by her grandson's calligraphy practice paper: "Go quickly and go quickly!"

Qin Chuan held a handkerchief and a scarf in his arms, looking at Qingtian speechlessly. Of course, Qingtian would not pay attention to her. She had to walk over with tears in her face. Every step was like walking on the tip of a knife. Finally, she mustered up the courage to look up. When faced with the half-section mask made by Qingmu, the courage suddenly disappeared again. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Sir... help me sign a name?"

The legendary young master Qi did not answer her, nor did he even look at her. There were too many people surrounding him, and Qin Chuan's voice was too small, so he didn't hear it at all, and just walked over so lightly.

Qin Chuan ran back like a fire, throwing everything to Aunt Guo: "It's not my business if he refuses to sign!"

Everyone despised her, but in the end Aunt Guo rushed into the crowd with the courage of thousands of men, and was about to sign the rivers and mountains. The ink-dyeeded handkerchief was regarded as a treasure by the boss's wife. From then on, she held it in her chest every day and shone it whenever she saw people, and pointed the three words "Young Master Qi" on it one by one.

It is perfect for a person to become famous so well. Qin Chuan was very moved. People who were born with sluts are indeed sluts everywhere, and even wearing masks can't cover his sluts.

I thought the matter would be over, but who would have thought that within a few days the boss lady suddenly came to her solemnly: "Chuan'er, do you have any of the best foods? You have the best ones!"

Qin Chuan didn't understand his meaning: "Yes, yes, but what I know is home-cooked dishes, and those strange things can't be made."

Last time she had a meal in the largest restaurant in Gaodu. The chef's specialty dishes were dazzling. Tofu was carved into a human shape, and meat was stuffed inside. After steaming it in a steamer, it didn't even fall apart. She couldn't make such a dish that she could kill.

"It's okay, just choose your best home-cooked dishes!" The boss's wife personally picked up the vegetable basket and accompanied her to the street to buy vegetables. She even closed the door and closed the business for one day. She only asked Qin Chuan to concentrate on cooking in the kitchen. She tasted it after cooking one dish, and recorded what she thought was delicious on paper.

I was busy until the sun set, and I decided to set four dishes and one soup. The boss carefully packed the steaming food into a box and carefully sealed it to prevent air leakage. Then he handed it to Qin Chuan: "Chuan'er, send it to Qingfeng Tower quickly, don't let the food be cold."

Qin Chuan suddenly felt a bad premonition and asked carefully: "What's the food in Qingfenglou? Why do you have to deliver food?"

The boss's wife's face turned red again, and she was curled up with a handkerchief dyed ink, and she was very gentle: "I heard that Mr. Qi moved out of the brothel because she thought it was noisy and the food was not as good as her taste. I think he lived in the Qingfenglou room these days, and he must have eaten big fish and meat. Now he has changed his light and home-cooked taste and he should like it very much... You see, he is so generous, and he has to pay for us, right?"

Qin Chuan stuffed the box back into the boss's hand, patted the clothes and left: "Boss, go and send it to the boss!"

What a joke, do you want to send her, a tender little lamb to the mouth of the slutty tiger? Don’t even think about it!

The proprietress almost hugged her thighs: "I...I've been there long ago, but the sir only saw the young girl... Chuan'er, you are the youngest in our store..."

Young girl? It’s all over the street!

Qin Chuan looked at the street and grabbed a young girl with a basket in and handed her the box: "Girl, I'll give you a penny, help me deliver this box to Mr. Qi, the young master of Qingfenglou?"

The girl rolled her eyes and shook her own basket: "Dream, she also wants to send food to Mr. Qi, the young master! How can one ounce of silver buy my sincerity - I will sell it for one ounce of silver!"

The poor man Qin Chuan had to go on the road with a box in tears again. She felt that she hadn't heard of a lot of money for a long time. Fu Jiuyun was such a disaster. He lived in a brothel, and the business of brothels was full every night. Now he lives in Qingfeng Building, and the people in the queue at the door were almost lined up to the front street. When she saw that she was almost young, she was girls carrying boxes and baskets like her.

It turned out that everyone thought of one place, so many people delivered food. The girls also deliberately or unintentionally compared the dishes. Because they saw that they were all home-cooked dishes, they began to compare the texture of the boxes and baskets in their hands. The half-old wooden box in Qin Chuan attracted a lot of contemptuous eyes.

Qingfeng Tower was prepared for all this abnormality. Three or four guys blocked the door and shouted: "Slow down! Everyone has a share! One penny of silver registration fee, one hand pays the meal and the other hand, register the restaurant and personal name on the booklet here. Mr. Qi, the young master, promises to taste every dish carefully. If the food of a family matches the taste of the teacher, there will be a mysterious gift! You must participate actively, and you must not miss the opportunity and never come again!"

He actually needs an registration fee! Qin Chuan turned around and left. Just eat! So many people are so full of people!

But she just took the food back like this. When she saw the boss's wife, she had to hide it from the truth... She looked around, and while the person was not paying attention, she hid into a secluded alley with the box, brought out the still steaming food soup, and clasped her hands together: "God has eyes, it is shameful to waste food. Fu Jiuyun has no chance with you, I'll eat it."

After saying that, he stuffed a large amount of chopsticks and duck feet into his mouth.

After eating for a while, a squeak suddenly appeared on the top of his head, and a window was pushed open. A man's body was poked out halfway and exclaimed: "It smells so good, I'm hungry."

Qin Chuan looked up and faced the green wood mask. The meal was stuck in his throat, either up or down, and he kept scratching the wall. He turned over and jumped, landed lightly beside her, squatted down, and asked with a smile: "You are here to deliver the food too? Why don't you deliver it, but you are stealing food here?"

She was still scratching the wall in pain, her head slamming against the wall, trying to knock out the hateful food in her throat. He said to her, "Don't be excited, don't be afraid, come, I'll see the food." While looking at the food, she looked at the food, as if she didn't see her messy twisting on the side, and was still praising, "It's good to stir-fry bracken, how do you know I love bracken?"

She was about to die, she was about to die! She was choked by a ball of rice, foaming at the mouth in front of the person she least wanted to see. Qin Chuan twisted his fingers and grabbed his clothes. He leaned over, held her cheek, pressed his lips against her trembling lips, and blew a light breath, and the stubborn rice immediately rolled down softly and quietly.

Qin Chuan was limp and collapsed on the ground, coughing so hard that he was about to die. He could vaguely hear him asking in his ear: "Can I eat it?"

What to eat? What to eat? She turned her head alertly, but saw him pinching the chopsticks she used, picked up the leftover rice bowl of her, picked up a chopstick and minced meat eggplant, and ate it carefully and carefully. The chopsticks were still stained with the cabbage she had just eaten, and the rice grains she accidentally fell off the rice bowl. She didn't know whether he had a cleanliness, but can a man eat the leftovers of strange women so casually?
To be continued...