I have many teachers

Chapter 326 No Misfortune (12)

On the second day, Wang Anfeng woke up early.

Some meals were cooked in the pot, the water in the pot was gurgling and bubbling, fish-eye-like bubbles rose and shattered one by one, and steam rose hotly, making the dry room much more humid, and The sunshine in the winter morning and the cat lying on the roof together form a very comfortable and lazy atmosphere.

Wang Anfeng was sitting in front of the table. There were some yellowed classics on the table. At this time, he was holding a book in his hand and was reading it intently. These things were taken out by him when he returned to the secret room before leaving the Tan Mansion yesterday. When I first came out, I was somewhat in a trance, and I couldn't bring it up.

Just as he thought, what was recorded in these dossiers were not rare martial arts secrets.

But in terms of value, it is more important than those famous martial arts.

It records in detail the background and contact information of many martial artists related to the Hetan Mansion in Xiding Prefecture, as well as their subordinate organizations. Its coverage is so wide that it almost covers all the cities in Xiding Prefecture.

There are even some small gangs or industries that are rivals in the eyes of others. They are intriguing and fighting fiercely with each other. In fact, they are all talking about the foundation of the family secretly, but they are just a show for others to see.

In addition, it also involves the secrets of dozens of rivers and lakes warriors.

Wang Anfeng raised his hand to turn over the last page, but at the end he found a piece of slightly yellowed letter paper. He raised his hand to fetch it. It seemed that the letter had been around for a long time, so it was a little brittle. Wang Anfeng unfolded it carefully. , the brush strokes are so sharp that they almost see through the back of the paper.

The old man talked about Tianxiong.

Wang Anfeng's expression changed slightly, and he became a little more solemn. He knew more or less about the life of this old man. Even luck is indispensable.

A letter he wrote specifically?
I don't know if there are some extremely important things recorded.

Wang Anfeng was a little lost in thought, his gaze passing confidently.

"The old man talks about Tianxiong."

"Today, my Rou'er wants to go to a private school, hmph, that old man dares to say that a woman's lack of talent is virtue?"

"It really should be good to smoke him."

"My family is soft-spoken and the world is beautiful. I should do whatever I want. If it were more than 20 years ago, the old man would have joined his broken private school and gone down to be with Yan Luo!"

"...Yurou is already four years old... She looks more and more like her grandmother..."

"In a few years, a brat will appear and steal my granddaughter's heart. Really, I really want to chop off that bastard in advance, but at that time, I'm afraid the old man will still pretend to be kind. Looks like an elder, let's have a drink with him..."

"Hey……"

"If he dares to bully Yurou..."

Contrary to what he thought, what was written in this letter was not about the Jianghu affairs in Xiding Prefecture, but an old man's deep resentment for his granddaughter's doting on his granddaughter and for someone who was destined to appear in the future. It's just that the letter seems to have been accidentally soaked in water, and many handwritings in it are not clear at all.

Wang Anfeng smiled, folded the letter paper carefully, and put it back in its original place.

This letter has been at least 12 years old, and it can still be guaranteed to be intact, which shows the degree of care of its owner.

However, it is a pity that the old man passed away early...

Otherwise, if the old man who could shed tears for his granddaughter and wished he had split his private school was still there when he wrote the letter, Tan Yurou probably wouldn't have endured so much pain and pressure...

Weibucha sighed.

There was a knock on the door, Wang Anfeng restrained his emotions, regained his peaceful demeanor, raised his eyes, and said slowly:

"Gongsun?"

"Come in, the door is unlocked..."

"Yes, my lord."

Gongsun Jing's promise came from outside the door, and the leader of the Giant Whale Gang in casual clothes held a mahogany food box in one hand, pushed open the wooden door, and said:

"Young master, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? This subordinate asked the cook to make some..."

His gaze swept across the room, the yellowed classics on the table, Wang Anfeng who was sitting by the table with a slightly curious expression, and the pot and stove not far away that was emitting bursts of aroma.

The expression on Gongsun Jing's face was slightly stiff.

His eyes widened slightly.

Again, late again?
Wang Anfeng had already stood up at this time, put the book on top, and said to Gongsun Jing:

"Not yet, but I'm familiar with it... You came just in time."

"Want to be together?"

Gongsun Jing opened his mouth, his eyes glanced over the pot beside him, and he felt a little struggle in his heart. When he was on a mission, the meal that General Li cooked himself was mixed with the smell of the pickled vegetables. For more than 20 years, it resurfaced in my mind.

The young master was brought up by General Li.

And his cooking skills...

Gongsun Jing's face was a little pale, and he was terrified in his heart, but there was a fearless and heroic smile on his face, and said:
"Since this is the case, then the subordinates should be respectful rather than obedient."

Wang Anfeng swept across Gongsun's slightly pale face, feeling a little puzzled, but only said:
"Then sit down for a while, and I'll get the food."

"Yes, my lord."

Gongsun Jing watched Wang Anfeng walk out of the room to fetch the bowl, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

The regret in my heart was like chewing ten catties of Coptis chinensis dryly, constantly surging, I just felt that my decision to come here today was really stupid, but now I have already agreed, so what can I do?The other party is the young master, even if there is a sea of ​​suffering in purgatory in front of him, he can only recognize it by pinching his nose.

Gongsun Jing resigned himself to his fate, and sat down at the table with his eyes slightly closed.

The taste memory involves memories, and gradually becomes clearer, as if it has never been forgotten for a day.

The snow is flying, and it is cold all around.

Wearing a thick leather jacket, the hero who looked like an ordinary herdsman waved the copper spoon in his hand like a sword, and said loudly:
"Today, I will cook for you and reward you."

"No one is allowed to stay later, eat them all!"

At that time, the big guys were howling in misery, which scared the wolves not far away, and then under the threat of the general's furious copper spoon, they ate all the things that were not as good as pig food, Gongsun Jing Back then when he was young, he even believed in the general's evil and ate a piece of pickle.

The so-called 'the secret recipe of the handsome, the most delicious in the world'.

Recalling the strong taste that was hard to describe in words, the corners of Gongsun Jing's mouth twitched slightly, his stomach churned, and his complexion turned pale again.

A bowl of rice was placed in front of him, interrupting his memory and returning to reality.

Wang Anfeng sat across from him, pursed his lips, pretended not to care, and asked casually:

"By the way, Gongsun, what food did you bring today?"

"Oh, I just brought some local meals from Xidingzhou, and two lighter side dishes for dinner, and a bowl of clear porridge on the last floor..."

Gongsun Jing answered subconsciously, it seemed to be his illusion, the eyes of the young master in front of him seemed to light up slightly.

Wang Anfeng coughed lightly and said:
"Then just take it out and use it for dinner..."

After a while, there were already five plates of various side dishes on the table, and Gongsun Jing breathed a sigh of relief. Even if the food cooked by the young master was unpalatable, the side dishes should be able to be eaten. Thinking like this, he raised his hand to eat After taking a mouthful of rice, his eyes could not help but light up slightly.

"This……"

It was a taste that far exceeded his expectations. For a moment, he thought that there was something wrong with his tongue. When he took the second mouthful, he finally confirmed that the taste was not his fantasy, and he was relieved.

Perhaps it was because I didn't have any expectations at first, but at this time the taste seems to be better than those of those big restaurants.

Gongsun Jing unknowingly accelerated the speed of his chopsticks. The small dishes on the table were only for breakfast, and the amount was not large. In front of two middle-rank and third-rank warriors, they quickly bottomed out. Wang Anfeng pulled out two mouthfuls of rice, and suddenly said: :

"I still have some pickles here, which can be eaten..."

"Gongsun, do you want to try?"

Gongsun Jing didn't have the slightest defense at this time, he only felt that the young man in front of him was an excellent cook, completely different from the general, and nodded when he heard the words, not only was he not afraid, he even had some expectations.

I don't know how delicious it will be...

After Wang Anfeng served it, he didn't look at it carefully. He picked up a large chopstick and swallowed the rice into his mouth, biting hard.

next moment……

Gongsun Jing, a first-class secret agent of the military family, leader of the Giant Whale Gang, and Zhongyong Captain of Shenwu Mansion, trembled suddenly, his eyes widened, and he almost shed tears.

A strong and familiar taste lingered on his lips and collided with his memory, like three thousand red-eyed bulls frantically washing his mind. Gongsun Jing shook his body, almost giving birth to the illusion that his soul had left his body.

There seemed to be a fantasy in front of him, and he saw the tall General Li with a heroic face, and said:
"This thing is the master's secret recipe, and it tastes the best in the world..."

"Come on, Ah Jing, eat a piece..."

He bit his mouth subconsciously, and he was no longer like the young Gongsun Jing who stared blankly at the boy opposite him. A factor that had been unconsciously ignored by him all this time suddenly became clear in his mind.

The young master in front of me is surnamed Wang.

PS: Today's first update is presented...

Regarding Tan Tianxiong’s letterhead, I think people will change. If you look at it with a high probability, not many people will be crazy at the beginning, and not many people will be ruthless at the beginning. It can only be said that he was still very A granddaughter slave who spoils her granddaughter...

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