Record of Bankruptcy of Liuxian Pavilion

Seeing Qing Guan'er running straight back to his room, a whimpering sound came from inside after a while.

It appears to have been unsuccessful.Yan Zhuohong thought regretfully.

Thinking of him as a dignified left protector, working as a cook in a brothel, disintegrating the enemy from the inside, how brave he is!For this reason, I specially learned how to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the aunt in charge of cooking in the Wulin League.

It took three months to start working.

Yan Zhuohong counted Hongxiu, Tianxiang, Ruyi, Emerald, Linglong, and Pearl with his fingers. With so many red cards in the past month, the people behind Liuxian Pavilion should also have a headache.

What to do next?While thinking, Yan Zhuohong skillfully opened the drawer and took out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake inside.

On the other side, just as Fu Gaojun was about to go back to his room, Cuiyu hurried to catch up halfway, and whispered something in Fu Gaojun's ear, and Fu Gaojun turned around and went to the backyard.

After a while, Cui Shi led a man in through the small door in the backyard, and the man sat down opposite the stone table where Fu Gaojun was sitting, with a calm expression on his face, and even opened the folding fan in a good mood.

It is the leader of the martial arts alliance - Xie Tianqiong.

Xie Tianqiong casually slapped his fan twice and asked, "Isn't business going well recently? I came out of the Wulin League, and all the neighbors in Qingyang, big and small, are saying that you are staying in the Fairy Pavilion."

Liuxian Pavilion is just a cover to find someone, Fu Gaojun has always been just a showman, when Xie Tianqiong asked this question, he turned his head and looked at Cuiyu who was guarding behind.

"Since the opening of Liuxian Pavilion, the momentum has been good, but for some reason recently, all the red cards in the pavilion are crying to redeem themselves to be good, alas, you Qingyang City residents are really rich, it's only been three months Well, those younger sisters actually have the money to redeem themselves." Cuiyu sighed, looking at Xie Tianqiong as if she was taking advantage of someone somewhere.

Xie Tianqiong: "..."

"Those red cards are gone, and a lot of vulgarity has been reduced. As a result, more people came, and the business has improved because of it. There is no big loss."

At this time, Cui Shi came back from the kitchen and placed a plate of beautifully arranged sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in the middle of the stone table.

Xie Tianqiong's smile gradually disappeared from his face when he heard "the red cards are getting better one by one".

Until Cui Shi brought this plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Xie Tianqiong took a closer look, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

The appearance of this sweet-scented osmanthus cake is the same as that of the lady in the kitchen in the backyard of the Wulin League.Aunt Zhang, who is in charge of the kitchen of the Wulin League, used to steam cakes in her ancestors, and the pastry recipes left by her family are well received in the Wulin League.

Fortunately, Fu Gaojun just came back from outside, and he hasn't been to the Wulin League yet.Otherwise, it will be worn out.

"This sweet-scented osmanthus cake..." Xie Tianqiong picked up a piece and tasted it pretendingly. The taste was [-]% like Aunt Zhang's. In order to get into the interior of Liuxian Pavilion, Yan Zhuohong worked hard.

"What's wrong with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Xie Tianqiong only took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and now Fu Gaojun is already eating the second piece.

"Oh, I mean the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is pretty good, it looks a little handy."

Fu Gaojun didn't react for a while, and replied a little blankly: "I saw a stall selling cakes outside earlier, and I saw that he was good at craftsmanship, so I took him back and took him to the back kitchen to help. I heard that it is an ancestral recipe, baby. very."

Yan Zhuohong, why don't you just change your surname to Zhang?Xie Tianqiong cursed viciously in his heart, but still kept a polite smile on his face: "This kind of good thing happened to you, let him come to my place to make some sweet-scented osmanthus cake some other day."

Seeing Fu Gaojun's vigilant face, his hand reaching for the plate almost moved three points: "Just eat what you want, don't play with our cook's idea."

Cui Shi covered her mouth and explained with a chuckle: "The lord doesn't know something. Our pavilion master has no other preferences, but these pastries are his favorite. He just happened to meet someone with good craftsmanship, and it's too late to lock them up. How can I let you borrow them?" go."

Fu Gaojun glared at Cui Shi quietly.

Xie Tianqiong was about to touch his forehead, no wonder he ambushed in smoothly, this is completely a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, luck is too good!

Then the two talked for a while about the Snake Sect that sneaked into Qingyang recently. The Wulin League is tightly guarded, and the Snake Sect may not find a way to sneak in for a while.On the other hand, there were traces of night spies wandering around on the edge of the eaves where the patrols often went.

Fu Gaojun ate the cake and said casually: "There is no chance to create an opportunity. You will go out in a high-profile way later, and then come here every now and then. Are you afraid that people will not be hooked?"

He seemed to feel a little dry mouth, so he took a sip of tea: "I'm short of opera performers here, don't even think about going out easily when you enter my door."

Xie Tianqiong for Fu Gaojun's excellent deception...cough!Excellent solicitation ability shocked.

Shocking, but doable!

So Xie Tianqiong carried a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and under Fu Gaojun's reluctant eyes (staring at the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes), surrounded by all the beauties, he left Liuxian Pavilion.

This scene just happened to make "Zhang Zhuohong" who came out of the kitchen to take a breath.

So the left protector of the Wulin League was also deeply shocked.