Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 674 Really lost? (2)
He even bet his life with a man, and the strike was ruthless, leaving no room for it.

The crowd backed away one after another. Although they were very curious about the white eagle on her arm, no one dared to step forward and bet with her again.

Here, eagles are rare animals, and white eagles are even rarer in the world. In some places, white eagles are regarded as the incarnation of gods and are highly worshipped.

The eagle in Mu Xiang's hand also has its inherent pride.

Voila it's in the cage and you know it without dealing with any chickens.That is to look down on them, a group of vulgar local chickens, who are not qualified to deal with her.

At this time, it was standing on Mu Xiang's arm, but it actually still had that kind of arrogance. Seeing it half-closed its eyes, you could tell without even looking at Mu Xiang. This guy is really not ordinary pride.

After the crowd retreated, King Zhao saw the eagle more clearly. Gradually, the more he looked at it, the more fanatical his eyes became, and the more excited his expression became.

The small flames in his eyes flared out.

Even Bai Ying noticed it, and glanced at King Zhao with contempt.Eyes full of greed, vulgar.

Mu Xiang caressed the white eagle's fur. It didn't feel very good to the touch. It hadn't been washed for some time, and it was clumped together. "Oh, I smell like chicken shit. I don't know how you survived it. Small stream, after you go back, take a quick bath, anyway, you are a bird, you don’t need to use hot water for bathing, the stream is just right.”

Bai Ying seemed to be stimulated by her disgusting tone, turned his head, stared at her with small eyes, and stared fiercely.

How else could it be?Could it be that he rushed forward and bit her face off?

Although it doesn't like this woman, at least she saved her life. Although it is an animal, who said that animals are not grateful?
He An looked at King Zhao, then at the eagle in the master's hand, he understood instantly, and said loudly: "I heard that this white eagle is rare to see in a hundred years, and the blood of the white eagle is a good thing for strengthening yang and nourishing the body, and it It’s still a sacred object, if kept at home, it can keep the house prosperous, and ghosts are still close!”

When he said this, King Zhao's eyes widened.

King Zhao has impotence, which is no secret among the elite circles in the capital.

He searched everywhere for aphrodisiacs, drinking, eating, and smelling, and used almost everything.

As long as anyone got a good thing for strengthening yang, he would find a way to get it.

It's just that life has become tight recently, and it's no longer as lavish as it used to be.I can't afford good ones, so I can only eat cheap ones. I heard that he has become obsessed with eating turtle shells recently.

Crush the tortoise shell to make a powder and make tea every day.

Whether it will work or not, no one knows, anyway, judging from his appearance, it seems that nothing has changed.

Compared with expensive medicinal materials, this white eagle seems to be more cost-effective, and he has also heard rumors that the flesh and blood of some strange spirit beasts have special and powerful effects.

Letting a little blood every day will kill him for a while, and maybe he can keep him for a year or so. If that's the case, wouldn't he make a lot of money?
The more King Zhao thought about it, the more excited he became, the holy thing, if he could get it, it would be great.

But after touching the purse on his body, King Zhao became unhappy again.

His current life is not as good as every day, with less income and more expenditure, and he cannot make ends meet.

When I went out today, I only packed two taels of silver. Just now I played dice with someone, and I almost lost it, and there was only less than one penny left.

He is not an ordinary person. In his eyes, a penny is not enough for a pot of wine, let alone a few small dishes in a restaurant. It is so miserable.

Mu Xiang got up together with Bai Ying, seemingly wandering, and walked slowly to the gambling table where King Zhao was before, looking at the two dice on the table, her eyes were full of surprise, "What is this? Can it also be used for gambling?"

He An squinted at her.Pretending to be ignorant, what kind of monster do you want to be?

Every gaming table here has a dealer. The dealer of the dice in front of me heard her question, and after thinking about it again, she must be a woman in a boudoir. The cockfight just now must be based on luck, and she doesn't recognize dice. Also within reason.

"This one..." But when addressing her, he still encountered difficulties. She didn't wear a lady's bun, but just now the maid beside her seemed to call her madam. So is it married or not?
"Call me madam. I have nothing to do today. I went out for a stroll. I didn't expect that a blind cat bumped into a dead mouse and got such a baby. I'm very excited and want to see it. Show me it quickly. If it's fun, I'll play a couple of games too," she said half-truthfully, with an innocent face, big eyes blinking, like a little girl who doesn't know much about the world.

"Oh, my lady, this thing is called a dice. Take this bamboo bucket and shake it like this. When you open the cup, you will get a few points, and then compare the size. The bet is not limited, but both parties must be about the same bet. This kind of bet You can only do it if you want to make it. Madam, do you want to try it? It’s very fun, if you don’t believe me, listen up,” the dealer picked up the color cup in a dignified manner, and shook it quickly, with a tinkling sound, and the sound was crisp and clear. A murmur.

Magpie doesn't like people gambling, so she wants to persuade her, "Ma'am, let's go back, people say nine times out of ten bets, this thing is untouchable."

He An dragged her back, "Don't talk, Madam has her own discretion, you, just wait here, put your heart in your stomach, and watch the excitement."

Yan Zhong is not worried either, for a black-bellied, cunning and insidious person like her will never make her suffer anywhere.Besides, without looking at Wang Zhao's greedy eyes, this big fish is what they want to catch.

Mu Xiang still ignored the others, and just stared at the dealer's every move with ignorant eyes, "It sounds interesting, whoever comes to play with Mrs. Ben, is it better than the number of points? Whose point is bigger, Whoever wins, I can't play the simplest and most complicated things like this."

The people around were all shocked by her cockfighting behavior earlier, thinking that she was proficient in this way.

So when she said she wanted to gamble again, many people backed off.

He An sneered and said, "It's really a bunch of useless wretches. My wife is just lucky, so why don't you dare? Oh, what are you betting on with your guts! Just go home and cover the bed!"

A man without a brain can't stand the provocation.

(End of this chapter)