Qingliang Mountain, Suzhou.

"Bah, what's this? How can I eat it so salty? Take it away for me!"

Zhou Erya shouted angrily, and the maid beside her smiled bitterly, "Miss Second, the chef in our farm has been cooking all his life, and it is impossible for him to be unable to tell the difference between salty and light."

"You mean I made unreasonable trouble and deliberately wronged him, right?"

Zhou Erya slapped the table with a small slap, "Take it away quickly! I'm full when I see you, so I won't eat anymore!"

The maid had no choice but to take her early to retreat.

Zhou Xinrou happened to walk in. When she saw this scene, she immediately knew it. She brought the food over, asked the maids to leave, and walked in by herself.

"What's wrong? It's delicious, why don't you eat it?"

Zhou Xinrou held the bowl, dug out a spoon with a spoon, handed it over and said, "Open your mouth."

Zhou Erya snorted, pouted and twisted her body, carrying it over to not look at her sister.

"I really don't want to eat it? I've been asking for news about Prince Wang and I'm going to tell you, but it seems that it's a waste of effort."

Zhou Xinrou sighed helplessly, put down the bowl and prepared to leave.

"Hey, sister, I'll eat, I'll eat, what news is from the surname Wang? Tell me quickly."

Zhou Erya's face changed, she showed a flattering smile, took a spoon and gave her two bites to her mouth, and said with a bulge: "I've eaten it, tell me."

Zhou Xinrou rubbed her head with a giggle and tears, "Second mother is in charge of such a big farm, and her father has to go out for social activities often. As daughters, we should be obedient and don't always cause trouble for them."

"Who is causing trouble, I just don't like those maids!" Zhou Erya started to get angry again, "Tell me quickly, otherwise I won't eat."

Zhou Xinrou was helpless, "Okay, just tell you."

After a pause, she continued, "This is what I heard from Er Niang. It is said that when Prince Wang went to Hangzhou, he first killed someone named Tieyuan on the way. He seemed to be quite famous and was very famous in the world."

Zhou Erya was very focused when she heard this. Seeing that her sister stopped, she hurriedly urged: "What else is there, continue talking."

"Don't worry!" Zhou Xinrou smiled bitterly, "Later, he met a girl named Gu Lian'er. The two of them went to Hangzhou and defeated the top ten Jiujianxian in the Hundred Swords. It is said that he also killed a former big demon, called the Blood Demon Hand."

"Ah!? Who is Gu Lian'er? This name sounds like a vixen, it must be not a good thing." Zhou Erya put her hands on her hips, as if Wang Yu was right in front of her, "The Wang surname is too honest, she must have been deceived. Alas, she should have followed him to continue to travel around the world."

After a period of maintenance, the little girl has become white and clean, as cute as a porcelain doll. Her smart big eyes are something that ordinary children do not have.

At this time, she and the little adult were as if they were boxing and high-five, making people laugh.

Zhou Xinrou couldn't help but reach out and stick her face, "Isn't it good to be here? You eat well and dress well, and you don't need to be hit by the wind and rain. There are still people serving you, which no one can imagine!"

"It's a good life, but I always feel like someone is holding my hands and feet. When I move, someone says, this is wrong and that is wrong, and I'm not free at all."

Zhou Erya was frowning. In her short life experience, she felt that the time she followed Wang Yu was the most interesting.

Zhou Xinrou was silent for a moment and took her hand back, "Eya, just say this to me, don't spread it everywhere, so that it makes people feel uncomfortable to speak to my father."

"Hmph, I've been here for so long and I've only seen him a few times. What kind of dad, I don't recognize him!"

Zhou Erya pouted and turned her head to one side.

Zhou Xinrou's face changed. She raised her hand and wanted to hit her, but in the end she just sighed, "Eat the food obediently, stop making trouble."

Looking at the sister's back as she left, big tears flowed down Zhou Erya's eyes.

"Who is the king, where are you? I miss you very much..."

...

In Yuanfeng City, the closest to the north, there were old and young people.

The old man was holding a skinny red horse, while the young man was sitting on the horse's back, rubbing his stomach, looking dirty.

"Old Chen, why don't we go and eat something? Look, I'm so hungry that I'm thundering."

"Young Master, didn't you just take out a bird's nest for you? Why did you get hungry again?"

Chen Dachui touched his stomach, and he was actually hungry too.

"That little thing is not enough to stuff the teeth, how can it be enough for me to eat?"

The boy said bitterly, his originally handsome face wrinkled, and it was not washed for a long time, and it was covered with dust, and it looked very embarrassed.

Chen Dachui stopped, his face was extremely entangled. After a long time, he sighed and took out a few copper coins from the insole.

"Young master, I really have this little money. We can't even eat after using it."

"Old Chen, you are really unauthorized. I didn't treat you badly when I first came out. Good food and good food are all shared with you. You are so lucky, but you are still hiding your private money!"

The boy jumped off the horse, grabbed the copper coins from Chen Dachui's hand, and walked towards the noodle stall on the side of the road.

"Hey, Master, wait for me!"

After ordering two bowls of Yangchun noodles, when they finished eating, they finally saw some water on their faces.

"Bang!"

The young man slammed the table suddenly, "That old bastard Ji Wuchang, I rushed out to suffer and suffer. I enjoyed my own happiness in the mansion. It was simply a waste of my father!"

Chen Dachui didn't dare to say anything, and honestly licked the noodle bowl completely.

The person in front of him was the most noble person in the north, and Ji Wuchang in his mouth made the King of Yan who did not dare to go south for decades.

The young man was named Ji Yushang, the eldest son of King Yan, and he was alone, supporting the peerless playboy in the brothels in the northern part of the country.

"Old Chen, why don't you say anything? Am I wrong?"

Ji Yushang said angrily: "Or, I don't treat you well to you that old bastard?"

"I dare not, you are so powerful, young master, and the villain is impressed by your momentum and forgot to speak."

Chen Dahui smiled fakely, but his eyes looked at the unfinished noodle soup.

"Old Chen, this is wrong. You have finished eating and are still thinking about my little things."

Ji Yushang hurriedly kept the bowl in his arms, drank the soup in big mouthfuls, and then licked the bowl clean by imitating Chen Dachui.

The noodles next to him frowned and said, "A few more guys like this can be clean." Isn't this bowl still clean? Isn't it all sucking people?"

As Ji Yushang licked, she couldn't help but feel sad and began to scold him again.

Chen Dachui was working as an ostrich, carefully took out a mirror and a comb from his arms, and asked for some water from the shop owner and started combing his hair.

"Old Chen, you are like this, why are you so beautiful?"

"Young master, you can't say that. The ugliest we have to be more particular."

"Well, what you said makes sense."

Just as the two of them were quarreling, the crowd suddenly rushed towards a place.
Chapter completed!