Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

"Hurry up! Hurry up! We have only served five hot dishes. Do you think you can finish all the remaining dishes until tomorrow? If you had been so slow when I gave birth to you, I wouldn't have to worry about the speed. Another group of people would definitely be faster than you!"

"Don't make the yellow pine cakes too hot. I told you to cook faster, not to kill yourself. If it gets burnt, watch out for your skin!"

"Make some more stewed oysters. These are not enough for the husband above. And you are not cooking in a restaurant. Are you hiding them to burn incense for yourself on the seventh day of the lunar year?"

"And you! There are more than 30 eels that we haven't finished yet. You're still taking your time and still want to take over your mother's spoon. I'll give you one more stick of time. If you don't finish, you'll have to sleep with eels for the rest of your life!"

The sound of cursing came from the kitchen. The servants who came and went all lowered their heads. Although they knew that the chef was invited from the largest restaurant in Huang County, they had no idea that the head chef in charge of the kitchen had such a hot temper. They really couldn't afford to offend him. They took the dishes and left as fast as the wind, not daring to stop for even a step.

Chen Xizhen was relieved. This man cursed so vigorously that everyone was afraid, but what did that have to do with him? No, it was just right. These people lowered their heads and wanted to go in and out quickly. No one noticed him. God really helped me.

Touching the medicine bottle at his waist, the middle-aged man showed a hint of joy on his face. He asked the servant to come out and walked into the kitchen. Just as he was about to reach out to take the plate, a loud roar rang out in front of him: "Stop! Who let your dirty hands touch this plate?"

The smile on Chen Xizhen's face froze. The smell of General Qi just now seemed to awaken him from his memory, making his face look ugly. He instinctively wanted to ask, "How do you know my hands are dirty?", but he was still alert and controlled his lips tightly to prevent himself from opening his mouth. He just wiped his hands on his body awkwardly, and his toes couldn't help moving in his boots.

In sight, the fat cook came over, his face full of flesh showed the word "unhappy". He lowered his head to look at the plate, turned around and shouted to the back: "Who carved this flower?" He reached out to pick up the flower and said: "Make it again for me. Do you really think those men are mud legs who have never seen the world? Are you trying to ruin my reputation by fooling around like this?"

The cook behind him quickly took a knife and started carving again. Chen Xizhen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was not his fault. He thought to himself, I have smelled it just now, so it should be that I did not touch it, which made this guy roar a little unconfident...

Before he could finish his thought, the fat cook over there saw him standing there and glared at him: "You mud-legged peasant who has never seen the world, are you standing here to ask for bones? Look at your mother, can't you see there is soup over there, why don't you bring it to me and get out! Damn it, you are all as stupid as pigs, you have to be scolded before you are willing to work!"

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The big palm clenched into a fist, Chen Xizhen's cheek twitched, and murderous intent rose from the bottom of his heart.

"What? You don't understand what people are saying? 'There are two pots of soup over there. Bring them to the husband in front.' Which word do you not understand? If you don't understand, why do you ask your mother to come and do the work for you? You have grown so big for nothing, but you are like a fool to your mother."

Cursing, Chen Xizhen took two steps forward and stood in front of the fat cook across the table. The muscles around his eyes twitched violently and blue veins bulged on his forehead.

The man on the other side glared at him and said, "Who are you trying to scare with your glaring eyes? You dog-like thing, do you think you can bite anyone here?"

The middle-aged man exhaled through his nostrils, controlled his lips to curl into a smile, and raised his hand suddenly -

He picked up the tray on the wooden table and turned away.

"spit--"

Looking at his back, the fat cook spat on the ground and said, "You are a peasant who has never seen the world. I thought you were pregnant."

The figure carrying soup in front of him shook his shoulders, and he heard the fat cook yelling, "Hurry up! If you dawdle any longer, get out of here like that coward just now."

The hand dragging the wooden tray suddenly exerted force, causing ripples in the soup in the two porcelain basins. Chen Xizhen walked stiffly with a look of hostility on his face. His usually gentle face was full of blue veins, his two slanted eyes were filled with bloodshot, and his steel teeth were creaking from gnawing.

A small leak will sink a great ship……

A small leak will sink a great ship……

A little impatience will ruin my great plan...

I will be in trouble if I can't bear it...

Tao - Heart -

I'll come back and kill you sooner or later!
A column of air blew out of his nose. The man walked slowly as he had something on his mind. A servant with food came up to him and wanted to yell at him to hurry up, but when he saw the man's ferocious face from the side, he didn't dare to even fart and walked away silently with his butt between his legs.

The sounds of stringed instruments and orchestras came into his ears, awakening the middle-aged man who was a little crazy due to anger. The hot blood in his body calmed down at this moment. He looked around with his eyes moving. There were soldiers wearing thick fur coats standing on both sides of the door. He pursed his lips in annoyance.

There is no "seasoning" added to the soup yet.

He supported the tray with one hand and reached into his arms with the other hand. He opened the bottle cap with his fingertips and reached his powder-covered fingers into the soup to stir it when no one was paying attention.

Take it out.

He rubbed his body lightly and stepped into the hall with an expressionless face.

In the distance, there was a flash of fire.

……

The cold wind was howling. The temperature at night was getting lower and lower. Shan Jinglong had a dream. He dreamed that he was standing naked in the wind. Someone poured a basin of cold water on his buttocks, but his forehead was on fire. He struggled to run forward a few steps, but the water on his buttocks turned into ice, which made him feel very uncomfortable. He was like a headless fly running around in the ice and snow, and no matter which direction he ran, he could not find a place to shelter from the wind.

Gradually, the wind around me stopped, I felt a little warmer, and there seemed to be sounds coming from my ears.

"Mountain%#￥..."

"The mountain general %#..."

"General Shan!"

"General Shan, wake up!"

"Hmm..." A syllable came out of his throat and Shan Jinglong barely opened his eyes. In the blurry vision, a ball of orange light gradually became clear. Under the torch, there were two unfamiliar faces looking at him. The black military uniforms on their bodies revealed their identities as Qi army soldiers, and they were soldiers under Hua Rong.

"…This is, uh!" He opened his mouth to speak, and a sharp pain came over his forehead. He took a breath of cool air, pressed it with his hand, and felt something wet. He lowered his head and looked at his palm: "Blood?! That's right! I was attacked!"

He stretched out his hands to support himself and stood up. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his lower body. Shan Jinglong's face changed, as if he remembered something. He turned his head slowly with a grim face and looked behind him. An indescribable smell first entered his nose, and then he looked at the black lower garment that was dyed with a new color.

"..." Shan Jinglong opened his mouth, and the wound on his head seemed to have no feeling at all. The light in his eyes dimmed, and he looked at the two Qi soldiers: "...How long have I been lying there?"

The two men looked at each other and shook their heads: "We two little ones don't know either. We just came here to see the general because we were in a hurry to pee..."

Before he could finish his words, the person on the ground suddenly stood up. A smell came out, and the two men retreated one after another.

Shan Jinglong's face darkened again, but he ignored it and snorted with a gloomy face: "Someone knocked me out. It must be bad for the delegation. Let's go to the banquet quickly."

He hurriedly walked back with the two of them, but the puddle of water on his butt was already cold, making him look a little weird as he walked.

A cool breeze blew and someone behind covered his mouth and nose.

……

The singer in the hall stopped to rest, and the old musician was playing a slow tune. Chen Xizhen walked in with his head lowered. He glanced at the hall and saw several people dressed as scholars gathered together in the front, and a general wearing silver armor and a white robe and a sturdy man in a red robe in the back. He knew that they were the guard generals of Qi and Song.

Not daring to look any further, I walked forward with the soup in my hand, and heard a voice talking next to me.

"Emissary Li, our Huang County is not far from Liaodong, and the Huang River is also an outlet to the sea. How about building a wharf there and selling some herbal medicines and furs from Liaodong? I will give you a good price then."

Chen Xizhen glanced at the smiling man and said, "If your county is willing to trade with Liaodong, that would be great. However, without the consent of your emperor, this..."

"Okay, okay. I have an acquaintance at the Shipping Department. I can just tell them when the time comes, so that your country's ships don't have to take a long detour. Come on, let's drink a toast to the prosperity of our two places."

"Jinggui County..."

Chen Xizhen withdrew his gaze and walked towards the other two people calmly. He didn't know who Zhao Youkai was, but he thought to himself that you are lucky this time, because you have someone to accompany you when you go to the underworld, so you won't be too lonely.

Zhao Youkai and Wang Huanchong were whispering together, but when they saw the servants coming, they stopped talking, sat up straight and asked someone to serve the dishes. Chen Xizhen walked over and saw that the plates on the table were empty, so he quickly put the soup down for them, and then collected the empty plates. Then he lowered his head, turned around and walked out.

Zhao Youkai had just talked a lot and his mouth was dry, so he picked up a bowl of soup and took a sip.

Outside, heavy footsteps could be heard. Everyone in the hall looked over there and saw Shan Jinglong walking in with a cut on his forehead and blood all over his face. "Some bad guy sneaked in and knocked me out in the backyard. He's nowhere to be found!"

bang——

The chair was overturned by the figure who stood up. Hua Rong stood up and stretched out his hand behind him. A personal soldier stepped forward and put a horizontal sword in his hand: "Come here!"

Soldiers wearing black armor and fur helmets rushed in with swords and guns.

Opposite him, Gao Chonghan, who also stood up, took the long sword and looked at Hua Rong expressionlessly: "This is the territory of our Great Song Dynasty. General Hua, please wait a moment and let me handle it."

As soon as Hua Rong raised his hand, the soldiers of the Qi army slowed down and quickly stood on his side, looking as if they were ready to pounce at any time.

Chen Xizhen's face froze for a moment, and he followed the example of the servant beside him, lowering his head and retreating to the side, looking at Shan Jinglong with some annoyance.

If I hadn't thought it was dirty just now, I would have killed you long ago. Now you're causing trouble for me!
He gritted his teeth, looked at the window behind him, and moved quietly.

He knew that the drug he gave was strong and could cause problems at any time. (End of this chapter)