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Chapter 143 Lord Mozun, don't be picky! (nineteen)

Jia Heng didn't hesitate for half a second, and grinned obsequiously: "Guest officer, you really know how to joke. I'm the only cook here, so I did it naturally."

A mouse hid on the stairs, and when he heard Jia Heng say that he made the ribs, instead of being angry, his delicate face showed a bright smile.

She naturally expected that Jia Heng would take the credit for himself, so she obediently asked him to serve Zhiyu.

Originally, she was still a little worried, but now it seems that Jia Heng is not disappointed.

"Oh?" Zhiyu seemed a little surprised, her brows raised slightly, and she looked at Jia Heng carefully, and she felt that this sweet and sour pork ribs should not be made by him.

Immediately, he felt that he should not judge people by appearances, waved his sleeves and smiled, took out a piece of silver and put it on the table as meal money.

"You don't need to look for the rest." Zhiyu smiled generously, and continued to savor the sweet and sour pork ribs with the same taste as in memory.

Jia Heng hurriedly nodded and bowed his thanks, and then put the money into his arms.

"Hey, by the way, are you willing to come to my residence..."

Zhiyu stopped Jia Heng, and before she finished speaking, an unstoppable sense of drowsiness suddenly hit her head, followed by powerlessness in her body, and she fell down on the table with a plop.

Before Jia Heng could react, he saw the little girl's crisp voice shouting loudly: "It's not good, someone died!"

While yelling, she ran out in panic, trying to attract more people.

When Jia Heng came to his senses, the little girl had already run to the street, he hurriedly chased after her, grabbed the little girl by the back of the collar, and dragged her back forcefully.

"You dead girl, what are you talking nonsense? See if I don't tear your mouth!" Jia Heng reprimanded repeatedly, and was about to stretch out his hand to hit the little girl's face.

Unexpectedly, he was quickly stopped.

Looking up, it was an extremely beautiful face, but because of the displeasure between the brows, it became chilly.

"Judge Yan?!"

The little girl broke free from Jia Heng's shackles in a jerk, and quickly hid behind Yan Nie, her little hands tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Yan Nie grabbed Jia Heng's wrist and pulled it backwards. The pain made him grit his teeth, and he threw him to the ground forcefully.

Because the opponent's body is larger, the landing is also heavier than ordinary people.

With a bang, Jia Heng fell to the ground.

"Miss Tu, are you alright?" Yan Nie turned around, looked at the little girl carefully, and was relieved to see that she was fine.

Why is she being bullied every time I meet her?

Yan Nie felt that such a white and tender little girl should be held in the palm of her hand to be loved and pampered, instead of being chased all over the street.

The little girl glanced at Yan Nie with her bright eyes, bowed respectfully, and smiled broadly: "Thank you, Judge Yan, for your rescue!"

Yan Nie opened his mouth and was about to say something when several arresters in yamen uniforms came over quickly.

"It's noisy, what's the matter?" The head of the policeman looked at the surrounding situation.

Jia Heng crawled over and pointed at the little girl who was about to speak, when the little girl ran over nimbly.

"Chef Jia was greedy for the guest's money, and poisoned him to death!" the little girl said with a nose and eyes, and the panic that had just been shaken was still in her eyes.

When Jia Heng heard this, he immediately became anxious: "Don't listen to this stupid girl! She is the one who cooks the dishes!"

When the head of the police heard that they were killed, he immediately ordered them to be taken back to the Yamen for trial.

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