Flowers are full of clothes because of you

Chapter 8 Even Playing Dead!
When we arrived at the kitchen, we heard the sound of many people eating.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, this pig's trotter tastes so good today!"

"This roast chicken is also good, it's fragrant and crispy."

"This roast duck tastes good, eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

"I also have a roasted squab here, a three-month-old pigeon, tsk tsk tsk, it tastes great."

"Give me a quick bite, my nose is about to fall off."

"I still have a jug of wine here, which is given to me by my daughter Chun, who was given to me by Concubine Cheng last time."

"What do you mean? The Eighteen Reds here are only applauded. They have been buried underground for 18 years."

……

Everyone said what they said, and I said what they said, completely unaware that disaster had already struck.

Two people swaggered in, and they glanced at the people inside.

More than a dozen people sat around a large round table, eating and drinking, holding oily chickens, ducks and pigeons in their hands, and their mouths were also oily.

"Dare to ask, who is the person in charge here?"

She cleared her throat, "Could it be that there is no person in charge?"

"I am." An old woman stood up. She drank some wine and was drunk. She squinted her eyes and looked at her, feeling familiar.

However, I can't remember who it is.

"It's you?" She walked in front of her, "I see you eat well. Hehe, you're so full of fat."

"That's right, this is my territory. If I can't eat well, others can't eat well. Hehehe, don't you think so?"

(End of this chapter)