Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 200 Plotting against each other

These two children are naturally Xiaofei, the son Ma Qingfeng and A Fei entrusted to Ma Kongqun to take care of.

Seeing two strong men rushing forward, they grinned and stretched out four arms thicker than their own thighs to catch Xiao Fei. Xiao Fei had already pinched a wooden chopstick between his fingers, and Ma Qingfeng was afraid that he would stab him if he raised his hand. Passing through the throats of the two strong men, he reached out his hand first and lightly brushed the arms of the two strong men.

Under the miraculous use of the "world-shaking power" learned from his father, two strong men with broad arms, three waists and ten girths flew high over the heads of the guests in the hall like two fluttering kites. The large opening was flat against the wall. It rested on the wall for a few seconds like two paintings before sliding down along the wall and paralyzing on the ground.

In an instant, all the guests in the hall were silent, looking at Ma Qingfeng with horror in their eyes.

The girl also forgot to cry, opened her mouth wide, and looked at Ma Qingfeng blankly with tears and soup on her face.

Ma Qingfeng pushed the beef soup in front of him to Xiao Fei.

Xiaofei was not polite to him, ignored the strange looks from around him, and picked up the beef with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

The way he eats is exactly the same as his father. He chews every piece of beef slowly and carefully, as if he wants to ensure that the nutrients contained in this piece of beef are completely absorbed and stored in the body as strength, without any waste.

Ma Qingfeng stood up and walked forward, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to the girl.

Looking at Ma Qingfeng's gentle smile, the girl's cheeks immediately blushed. She took the silk handkerchief that was worth a lot, wiped her head and face carelessly a few times, and then stood up from the ground.

She raised her hand to return the handkerchief to Ma Qingfeng, but when she saw that the handkerchief had turned into a slippery ball, she had to take her hand back and timidly said: "I...I'll wash it and give it back to you."

Ma Qingfeng shook his head: "I'm not busy with this matter. If you have some free time, girl, can you sit down and listen to me say something?"

The girl didn't know what she thought of, and her face turned even redder. She moved to sit on another bench beside the table, lowered her head and whispered: "Say it here? That's so embarrassing."

Ma Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand the meaning of the other party's words, and then asked: "Everyone calls the girl 'beef soup', but you haven't asked her her name yet?"

Beef Soup smiled bitterly and said: "Children from poor families, especially girls, don't have any serious names. Since everyone calls me 'Beef Soup', the young master will also call me 'Beef Soup'."

Ma Qingfeng sighed: "It's true that I'm obsessed with it. In that case, beef soup, have you ever thought about leaving this 'fox den'?"

Beef Soup's head hung lower, almost buried between the towering twin peaks, but there was a bit of joy in his voice: "Except for the 'Fox's Den', I have no place to go."

Ma Qingfeng said happily: "With your skills in making beef soup, girl, how can you not find a place? If you are not abandoned, you can come to my house to work. You only need to make a few servings of beef soup every day, depending on the situation, and the reward Absolutely generous.”

Beef Soup suddenly raised his head, with a surprised look on his face: "You asked me to go to your house just to make beef soup?"

Ma Qingfeng didn't seem to understand why the other party asked this question, and nodded naturally: "Of course, if the girl can cook other dishes, I can also increase the reward accordingly."

Seeing that the other party had a bad look on his face, he asked carefully: "This is just a suggestion of mine. It doesn't matter if the girl doesn't want to."

"Of course I am willing!" Beef Soup rushed to speak, but the words seemed to be said through gritted teeth, "It is also making beef soup. Compared with serving everyone, it is much easier, idiot. I don’t want to.”

Ma Qingfeng said happily: "In that case, girl, you can pack your things today, and I'll have someone pick you up tomorrow. By the way, you have to leave the 'Fox Den', shouldn't it be any trouble?" Beef Soup seemed to have adjusted his mentality and recovered. He lost his usual demeanor and said with a smile: "I'm just working in the 'Fox Den', but I didn't sell myself here. Of course there won't be any trouble."

"That's good." When Ma Qingfeng said these words, Xiao Fei had already finished the beef and soup in the bowl, so he took out a silver coin and put it on the table, and said with a smile, " Then we have an agreement?"

Beef Soup grabbed the money in his hand and said happily: "It's agreed, it's a deal!"

Ma Qingfeng took Xiaofei out together.

After the two left, Beef Soup's expression changed again. He lowered his head to look at the abundant capital on his chest and cursed viciously: "You ignorant brat!"

After scolding her, she got up angrily and went straight to a room at the back. When she entered, she changed her face to a bright smile and said to the person sitting in the room: "Brother Ninth, that little Marquis has taken the bait! "

The person in the room was Zhu Yitao, the eldest son of Prince Taiping, whose pseudonym was "Gong Jiu".

He didn't show any surprise when he heard this, but just smiled and said: "With your methods, it's not difficult to hook that inexperienced kid."

Beef Soup sighed: "Brother Ninth, you made a miscalculation this time. What can attract that little Marquis is not my beef soup at all, but the beef soup I made."

Zhu Yitao was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said with a smile: "No matter which beef soup it is, as long as he is willing to eat it, we will have the matter under control."

The beef soup came close to Zhu Yitao, and the peaks that almost burst out of his clothes stopped a few inches in front of his eyes. He smiled and said: "Brother Ninth, I have helped you a lot this time, how can you thank me?"

Zhu Yitao's eyes ignited with fire, and just as he was about to make a move, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and his limbs began to twitch uncontrollably.

"You...you go out and call Sharman to come in!"

Beef Soup's expression suddenly became extremely ugly, but when he saw that his whole body began to tremble and he sat on a thick wooden chair, he finally stomped around and went out, kicking the door of the next room hard. He shouted: "Brother Ninth, let you go over!"

The door opened, and Shaman walked out expressionlessly, walked into Zhu Yitao's room, and closed the door tightly.

Then the sound of whipping and moaning began to come out of the room.

On the other side, Ma Qingfeng and Xiao Fei also returned to Weiyuan Hou Mansion.

Ma Qingfeng let Xiaofei do what he wanted and went to the study to see his father. When he entered the door, he said, "Dad, the beef soup has been hooked!"

Ma Kongqun smiled and said: "Well done, I count it as your first achievement."

Ma Qingfeng complained: "Don't come to me if something like this happens again. How can a father encourage his son to use a beauty trick? Fortunately, the beef soup is really good. I can pretend to be a person who only loves food but not You are a silly boy who loves beauty, otherwise you really have to sacrifice some lust?"

(End of this chapter)