Zhang Jingxiu looked confused and didn't know what to say. His eyes looked at Li Fan with complicated eyes, he sighed, and drank a sip of wine in a sip.

The young man sitting next to him was about to arch his chest, his neck and ears turned bloody, and only Li Fan's words remained in his mind: Meeting is fate!

Are you really destined to be with Li Fan?

Li Fan was also confused. What was going on? Could it be... Could this glass of wine belong to "his"?

Finished bird! This is a big misunderstanding!

Li Fan smiled awkwardly and said, "Young Master! I'm here to invite this wine today. We'll get together again if you have the chance!"

After saying that, he pulled Qi Jin downstairs, threw a silver ingot to the postmaster and said, "I'm going to pay today. I must entertain the eldest son!"

"This is impossible! Sir! The young people are sincerely respecting you, how dare you take your silver?" The postmaster Liu Min hurriedly took the silver and wanted to stuff it back into Li Fan's hand.

"If you ask you to take it, you can take it. If there are officials to stay in the future, but you have to take out the money!

Ordinary people have to pay for their stay in a hotel! It is their blessing to stay in the Royal Inn. If you want money, you should respect them. Do you understand?" After saying that, Li Fan did not wait for the postmaster to react and pulled Qi Jin out of the inn.

The postmaster and the postmasters looked at each other indifferently, not knowing what to do.

Qi Jin from afar came over with a loud voice: "Brother Li! You don't have to hurry to go to Tongzhou, as for rushing all night! If you are not tired, you can't stand the horse pulling a cart!..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Go quickly!"

Postmaster Liu Min bowed to the ground at the back that disappeared in the dark, and told his subordinates to close the door and serve the distinguished guests carefully.

A crisp female voice came from upstairs: "Brother! Can we go to Tongzhou too?"

Zhang Jingxiu: “…!”

...

A faint fire was revealed in the woods beside the pipe, and the horses were tied to the trees and ate the forage in front of them.

However, Qi Jin sat next to the fire and kept complaining: "Brother Li! You have to rush for the middle of the night, now you're fine! In the middle of the winter, you'll sleep in the wild with no food or drink, you must freeze to death!"

Li Fan flipped a ball of things on the Wanli furnace and touched his nose and said, "Who said there was no food? Isn't you going to do this for you?

Besides, we still have a stove! After putting it on the car, we can squeeze the three of us and it will still be warmer!

Ah sneezing…!” As he said that, Li Fan sneezed. His nose, which he touched, became extremely dark.

"Take it down! I jumped into someone's farmhouse to catch this chicken. I wonder how the family would scold me!!" Qi Jin said with a lip silence.

The coachman brought the round of dry firewood over and said as he walked, "Master Qi! Don't worry! The young man has already sent a small piece of silver as the adult's instructions.

The noodles wrapped around the chicken were given to them by that family!”

"I got angry when I picked up the noodles. Why did I use my wine and noodles? Isn't this a waste of good wine?" Qi Jin glared at the coachman and said with regret.

Li Fan flipped the stove and baked the black dough and said, "You're so a good wine?"

"Brother Li! This is the strongest burning knife in the capital. It is hard to buy if you have money!"

"What? This is also called strong wine? When you go back, Brother Fan steams some wine for you, and then you will know what real strong wine is!"

"Steamed? Is the wine steamed?" Qi Jin scratched his head and asked in confusion.

Li Fan ignored Qi Jin and put the dough aside with two tree sticks, carefully scraping off the scorched part on it, revealing the yellow dough.

When I smashed it hard on it, the dough suddenly cracked, revealing the fat chicken with wine-filled fragrance inside.

"Li Fan! Brother Li, let me taste a piece quickly!" Qi Jin said impatiently. He didn't want to eat it, so he tore off a chicken leg and bit it in big mouthfuls.

The rich fragrance and tender flesh scent floated in Qi Jin's mouth, making him hum so hot that he couldn't bear to spit out any part of it.

A chicken leg was swallowed into Qi Jin's stomach in just a few strokes, and he didn't even spit out a bone.

Li Fan was a little funny when he saw Qi Jin's embarrassing look. Not only was it difficult to tear off another chicken leg, but he ate it with the dough that mixed the aroma of wine and meat.

Most of the chickens were in Qi Jin's stomach, and Li Fan only ate a chicken leg and a piece of dough. As for the coachman, there were only chicken heads and chicken butts left, and a large piece of baked hard dough.

Even so, the coachman was smiling and kept saying that this was the most delicious food he had ever eaten.

The next morning, the three of them rushed back again, but Li Fan was sadly aware that he was sick. He was burning very hard. He sat in the carriage, wrapped in a thick blanket, and was still trembling with coldness.

Qi Jin expressed strong contempt for Li Fan's body. Even the coachman said that Li Fan needed to make up for it, and said that he knew a lot of folk remedies for tonic.

Li Fan was determined to refute, but his dizzy head protested and soon fell asleep.

...

At the same time, seven or eight men woke up in a dilapidated temple. Ashes not far away and smoke rose, and leftover food was scattered around them.

"Brother! I found the Zhang family and they went to Tongzhou!" A man covered in wind and frost ran in from outside and said.

The strong man sitting underground moving his body was stunned when he heard this and murmured to himself: "No! Shouldn't they go to Huairou? What are they doing when they run to Tongzhou?"

Another person's eyes flashed with a cold light and said, "It's better to go to Tongzhou. Big brother! That boy also went to Tongzhou, and he was just in the way to defeat him!

The third brother cannot die in vain. I want to dig out his heart and soul to pay tribute to the third brother's spirit in heaven!"

The leader of the man hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement. He spoke: "The third brother needs to avenge his revenge! But no one can ruin the young master's affairs, otherwise you will know the result without me telling me!"

"Don't worry! Brother! Zhang Wu is not the opponent of our eighteenthieves!" The man said indifferently.

"Well! Be careful, you must not have the last accident!" The man in charge nodded, the pedestrian packed up his things, turned around and left the ruined temple.

It didn't take long, and the sound of horse hooves gradually became far away, leaving only a messy and ruined temple.

...

"Honor of Confession! Without the handwriting of Lord Shangshu, you must not transport grain!" The head of the Dongmen Cang shook his head like a rattle, letting Li Fan say anything. He just disagrees with transporting grain, and even if Li Fan takes out Comrade Xiao Zhu's order, it will be useless.

"Mr. Sun! I came to transport grain at your order. Can't you please make some peace?" Li Fan asked unwillingly.

"I will forgive you for your powerlessness. Without the order of Lord Shangshu, it is a death sentence to release food without the order of Lord Shangshu!"

"I...!" Li Fan was speechless by the stubborn warehouse manager in front of him, so he could only leave in disappointment.

I originally thought it was just a road that was not smooth! Unexpectedly, I was sent back without even seeing the food when I arrived in Tongzhou.

Li Fan walked out of the warehouse with heavy steps. The cold made his head a little unconscious and drowsy.

"Ah! Let go! The little one just wants to ask you if you want food. You are really not a bad person!"
Chapter completed!