Guan Yushan sat on a stool and watched them eat twice with a smile.

Chen Feng looked around, but unfortunately, this reception lobby was filled with new things, not a single antique.

‘How cautious! ’

Chen Feng felt that they were being too cautious. As long as they were old residents of the city, who wouldn’t have one or two old things at home?

"Would you like to eat something?" Jin Shaojie asked politely.

Of course you can't say "OK" to this kind of thing. If you take others' politeness seriously, it will be embarrassing for everyone.

Guan Yushan picked up the teacup and took a sip of the half cup of tea that Jin Shaojie had poured earlier.

"No need. Before I came here, I was already at home, eating this stir-fried lamb with green onions, braised carp, and a plate of braised pig ears with this kid."

"It's just that the wine is not good, Xifeng's."

About the mountain half truth and half false road.

Jin Shaojie and Wu Weixin looked at Chen Feng together.

Chen Feng said: "I hunted a wild boar in the mountains a few days ago, and kept the pig's head for stewing. There weren't many pig ears, but because I added some pig head meat, it looked like a dish."

Jin Shaojie realized it later and asked in surprise: "Did you make this dish?"

"I learned it from my uncle's nephew." Chen Feng explained: "His nephew is He Yuzhu, the successor of Tan's cuisine, and he is also proficient in Sichuan cuisine, Shandong cuisine, and Muslim cuisine."

"Well, no wonder the mutton tastes so good."

Jin Shaojie looked at Guan Yushan with envy and said, "You are so lucky to have picked up such a cheap student."

When Guan Shan heard this, he looked slightly proud.

"Although I ruined a son, the ability of my disciples and students is beyond your reach."

Wu Weixin sneered: "When I give you a compliment, you get so proud of it."

"Then why didn't you accept him as your apprentice, but chose Han Chunming instead."

Guan Shan said calmly: "His last name is Chen."

Wu Weixin was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Which Chen?"

Guan Shan smiled and asked, "How many Chens are there in our industry?"

Wu Weixin froze.

Chen Feng was a little surprised. Did they have a grudge against the Chen family?

Wu Weixin looked at Chen Feng and asked, "Is your grandfather Chen Yuhu?"

"Yeah, that's right." Chen Feng nodded.

Wu Weixin opened his mouth, sighed, and asked, "My mouth really deserves a beating!"

What the hell?

Chen Feng said angrily: "Uncle Wu, please don't tell me that you have a grudge against our Chen family?"

"I guess so." Wu Weixin sighed.

Guan Shanda laughed and said, "Didn't your grandfather tell you about the hundreds of thousands of bandits on Changsheng Mountain?"

Chen Feng's heart moved, but he did not ask, but shook his head.

"He didn't tell me about the Chen family's past."

Guan Shan was stunned for a few seconds. Not only him, but also Wu Weixin and Jin Shaojie were a little surprised.

Obviously, they were a little bit incredulous that the old man had not told him about the family's financial situation.

Guan Yushan came back to his senses with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Your grandfather is a ruthless man. He is ruthless to them and to himself."

“But it’s really good for you!”

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."

It was rare for Wu Weixin to say something nice.

"It's already half buried. It's time to settle the past grudges and take the secrets to the grave. Don't harm the children."

Chen Feng looked strange.

There were hundreds of thousands of bandits in Changsheng Mountain, and the revenge of the old and young people was dug up the old woman's grave.

Is the Chen family behind that incident?

Sun Dianying is not a good person, but are the hundreds of thousands of bandits in Changsheng Mountain good people?

Most likely, nine times out of ten, it’s not.

"Can you play Go?" asked Guan Shan.

Chen Feng shook his head. What's the point of studying this kind of thing that wastes time and life? A game of chess takes more than an hour. With this time, he might as well go shopping in Wangfujing.

The three old men chatted for a while. After Jin Shaojie finished eating, he invited Guan Shan to play chess.

"go!"

She didn't even drink the camellia water and left with Chen Feng.

Jin Shaojie laughed out loud.

One of Lao Guan’s weaknesses is that he is not very good at chess. In the future, he may even be worse than Han Chunming. But he just loves playing chess.

This time it was Jin Shaojie who stood up and saw them out.

Before leaving, Jin Shaojie whispered, "Next time, it's best to come at midnight. This time is still a little early."

Chen Feng looked at his watch. It was already past nine o'clock and there was a power outage in every district.

Some people who don’t have a nightlife and don’t go to the ghost market may have already started sleeping.

"Ok!"

Luan Shan took Chen Feng back and ordered: "Come over tomorrow and cook this chicken and big yellow croaker, and I'll take you to another restaurant."

"Weigh these flour and rice."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Uncle, forget it. My grandfather once said that although you are very pedantic, your character is beyond reproach."

"roll!"

About the mountain angrily said.

"Tell your grandfather that this is what a gentleman does!"

Chen Feng rode his bicycle back happily.

The old guy has no good intentions. He is a gentleman, so isn’t the old man a villain?

Since he introduced the channel, I won't bother with him.

On the way back, in Nanluoguxiang, he picked up a cloth bag wallet with more than six yuan and several soda tickets, wine tickets, and meat tickets in it.

"Haha, money is coming in!"

After putting the wallet into his pocket, he approached the gate of the compound and saw Xu Damao holding a lantern, wearing warm shoes, stepping on the snow, looking for something in the snow in Compound No. 95, cursing under his breath.

"Why did it fall off?"

Chen Feng asked: "What fell?"

Xu Damao picked up the lantern, walked to the door, and shone it on Chen Feng's face.

"It has nothing to do with you."

Chen Feng kindly asked, "Is it a wallet?"

"No!" Xu Damao said angrily.

You said it yourself.

Chen Feng turned around and walked forward, ready to enter his own compound, but he hadn't gone in yet.

"what!"

Hearing the screams behind him, Chen Feng turned around and saw Xu Damao doing a highly complicated split on the threshold of Compound No. 95.

One foot is inside the threshold, one foot is outside.

As expected, Xu Damao stepped on the threshold and accidentally slipped.

The sharp scream attracted the residents of Yard 95.

Zhang Haixiong arrived first and then stood there motionless.

"Xiaohua, Xiaohua, please help me." Xu Damao almost cried.

Zhang Haixing obviously didn't believe in Xu Damao's character, and said calmly: "That won't work. What if you say that I pushed it and blackmail me? What should I do?"

"Besides, it's the middle of the night, a man and a woman are together, and I'm holding you, it's easy to spread rumors and cause trouble."

But she did not ignore it, lest people would accuse her of being indifferent to the person's death.

"Uncle, come quickly, Xu Damao has fallen to the ground."

Yan Bugui had already come out. When he heard Xu Damao's shout, he got up, but his movements were not as fast as Zhang Haixing's.

"I'm coming."

Yan Bugui did not use an oil lamp or a lantern, but just walked out directly.

Seeing Xu Damao lying at the door, he immediately smiled.

"Hey Damao, are you performing the foreign swan dance?"

"It's such a cold ground. Be careful of frostbite if you lie on it."

Xu Damao said with a bitter face: "Uncle, I have no feeling in my legs. Don't joke with me. Send me to the hospital quickly."

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