Douluo Jinbang: I was eavesdropped by the Pope

[Chapter 66 modified]

In his previous life, although Han Mo was not a super homebody, he still liked to stay at home.

Watch anime or something, and this anime, Han Mo only watches Chinese comics, which is also a pointless thing.

In an anime, there is a character named Han Xin, who is Han Mo’s family. I don’t know, but they are still a family for dozens of generations.

In it, he said something very domineering: In this world, I want 99.

Han Mo has a better appetite and is more able to eat and save. He doesn’t want to waste that one.

So Han Mo didn't know if Feng Jiuniang understood that he wanted a whole pancake. Seeing that she was still lowering her head to pick up the pancakes in the bowl, she probably didn't understand.

All the great ambitions are in vain, they are all just bubbles!

Soon, Boss Zhou came up with a large plate of pancakes.

The pancakes are cut and placed on two plates, which are also the most common plates made of bamboo skin.

On each plate are three pancakes cut into triangles, still smoking hot, lying quietly on the plate, waiting for someone to come.

Looking at the pancakes placed on the table, Han Mo blurted out: "It's so big!"

One pancake can be cut into six portions. Ordinary people with big appetites and those who work hard can only eat two. A bowl of egg drop soup is already enough.

The only thing that is missing is one pancake, just like a salesman, one pancake and a bowl of egg drop soup, and his stomach is already rumbling after eating it.

But Han Mo didn't know about these things.

Before, the Han family was considered a small family, and there was a cook in the family. Sometimes Han Mo’s mother would also cook herself.

Something happened later, but Golden Finger came, and the ghost girl Hongye was basically responsible for Han Mo's meals.

Han Mo has never bought any street stall snacks in this world. Coupled with the poison from unscrupulous merchants in his previous life, Han Mo really has no idea of ​​the quantity.

Seeing Han Mo's surprised look, Boss Zhou smiled proudly and said, "Not only is it big, it's also round."

Feng Jiuniang also stopped pulling the pancakes, raised her head and looked at Han Mo. She wanted to laugh but held back.

"As I said, Boss Zhou's pancakes are very generous. I eat three portions because I have to practice martial arts and require a lot of calories. Mr. Han, I guess one portion is enough."

Han Mo knew his identity. Warriors had to eat more, and the consumption of energy and blood also required caloric food to replenish it. As for Han Mo, a young master, his little hands were quite white, so he probably couldn't lift them. Start grabbing,

He didn’t forget to add: “There’s also egg drop soup, with two eggs.”

As soon as Feng Jiuniang finished speaking, Boss Zhou came over with two large bowls of steaming egg drop soup and placed the egg drop soup in front of Han Mo.

Han Mo put his hand on the table slowly, then pushed a bowl of egg drop soup in front of Yingcao, and then put the pancakes on one plate into another plate.

Finally, without blushing or heartbeat, he pushed the plate with four pancakes in front of Yingcao, and together with the egg drop soup,

After doing this, he said with great concern: "It's not enough, I have more here."

"..." Feng Jiuniang,

"..." Yingcao,

"..." Boss Zhou,

To be honest, it is a bit unmanly for a grown man to let a little girl eat so much.

Han Mo and Han Mo were happy to have their lips collided, but it was a bit irresponsible for a little girl to suffer the consequences.

But fireflies can be eaten, they are really edible.

Han Mo said that sincerely. He was really worried about not having enough fireflies to eat.

It's definitely not because I can't eat it.

Yingcao happily accepted the pancakes and egg drop soup that Han Mo "kindly" gave her.

He started to tear it into pieces and soaked it in the egg drop soup. When he finished soaking it, he raised his head and asked, "Sir, I'll do it."

Han Mo shook his head and refused. This pancake needs to be soaked by himself to make it delicious.

I also started to tear it into pieces, soak it in the egg drop soup, and press it down with chopsticks to soak the whole thing, so that the flavor can be absorbed.

On the other side, Feng Jiuniang had already finished one pancake and started to tear into the second hot pancake.

While tearing it apart, he raised his head and asked, "How come Mr. Han has time to come here to eat pancakes? This place is not close to the south of the city."

Han Mo began to pick up a piece of pancake and put it into his mouth, along with egg drop soup.

"Bah, bah, bah,"

"I haven't seen Master Feng for a while. Mo was so worried that he came so early in the morning."

Feng Jiuniang said coldly: "Mr. Han, your mouth is still so dry."

"Lord Feng, your mouth is still so seductive."

Feng Jiuniang's pancakes were almost soaked, so she picked up the chopsticks and started to eat them in her mouth.

The movement is very slow and light,

"Mr. Han, I told you last time that if you try to trick me again, you will die."

Han Mo reached out and touched his mouth, and continued to pick up pancakes. Each pancake was still covered with a trace of broken egg drop, steaming,

"In a woman's family, don't die easily. If you want to die, you have to do it. This is a man's job."

"A man's hands and feet are always a little irregular. If he moves, he will break his leg and it will easily delay things. Are you right, Mr. Han?"

This sounds pleasant to the ears, but why do I always feel so cold down there?

"Haha, Lord Feng really loves to joke."

Feng Jiuniang smiled and continued to scoop up the pancakes in the bowl.

After doing this, Han Mo really didn't know how to speak. How can we talk when people are going to cut you?

The atmosphere was a little awkward,

Han Mo didn't speak at all, lowering his head to eat the pancakes in the bowl.

After a while, when Feng Jiuniang was making the third piece of pancake, she put her chopsticks on the bowl and looked up at Han Mo.

Asked: "Mr. Han, did you feel comfortable sleeping in Yingyan Pavilion?"

Han Mo was not too surprised when Feng Jiuniang found out.

From the beginning, his relationship with Yingyan Pavilion was not too deliberately hidden.

Although it is always from the back door, if it happens too many times, someone will eventually see it.

It’s just that no one checked.

Since Feng Jiuniang wants to find out, she can naturally find out.

Smiling, Han Mo said: "Did you find out clearly?"

"It's just that the people below saw it and thought it was interesting, so they wrote it down.

This note, Zhen Zhen Zhen, is really a big deal. Being able to meet and have tea with the mastermind behind Yingyan Pavilion, Mr. Han, it is really not easy for you. "

Yingyan Pavilion, as a brothel business that has only emerged in the past three years, conflicts with Feng Jiuniang's business, so it is natural to pay more attention.

She knows better than anyone how many things are involved in the business of selling human flesh.

Before the emergence of Yingyan Pavilion, most of the red tent business in Tianzhe County was in the hands of Feng Jiuniang.

As a result, as soon as Yingyan Pavilion came out, the status of the brothel's first lady immediately changed hands.

Now, Yingyan Pavilion has become a high-end club in Tianzhe County. It is not an ordinary brothel. Without a certain status, you are embarrassed to enter. In Feng Jiuniang's eyes, this is a successful transformation.

Although the apparent heads of Yingyan Pavilion are Ying Rui and Yan Wu, Feng Jiuniang knows that it is definitely not these two people.

She had seen these two people before, but they were not so capable.

Han Mo also put down his chopsticks, dragged his chin with one hand, and leaned against the table. With a smile on his face, he said: "I'm not a simple person. Lord Feng, open the door and let me in. Let's go ahead." After meeting and chatting back and forth, won’t you understand everything?”

Feng Jiuniang's face turned cold and she said coldly: "I'm afraid you might break your leg when you come out."

Han Mo leaned forward again and continued: "My legs are very hard."

"..." Feng Jiuniang,

Yingcao on the side muttered in a low voice: "Sir, what are you talking about? Yingcao is still young and can't understand."

"If you don't understand, I'll eat your food. Only when you're full can you have the strength to work."

"Oh!"

Yingcao continued to lower her head, pouting, and shoveling the pancake into her mouth.

Feng Jiuniang was very angry there and kept poking at the pancakes in the bowl with her chopsticks.

But she couldn't do anything to Han Mo, because whether her son's disease could be cured, Han Mo had a glimmer of hope. If not for this, Han Mo would have been dead when he came here to find her two years ago. ,

I put another piece of pancake into my mouth, and suddenly I felt that the pancake was not so fragrant anymore.

The pancakes are still the same pancakes, and the egg drop soup is still the same egg drop soup.

The person opposite,

never mind,

Let's eat cake,

Feng Jiuniang ate the last pancake very slowly, not because it was no longer fragrant. If possible, Feng Jiuniang wanted to finish it in one bite and leave here.

Because Yingcao had four pancakes to eat, and Yingcao arrived later in the evening, and her mouth was not big, it would naturally take a lot longer to eat.

"Chichi,"

After taking the last sip of egg drop soup, wiping her mouth and patting her bulging belly, Yingcao said with satisfaction: "Sir, I'm full."

"Let's go when you're full." Then he stood up, walked a few steps outside, and said to Boss Zhou who came out to clean up the dishes: "Boss Zhou, your pancakes are really delicious."

Boss Zhou wiped his hands with a smile and said, "Come here often in the future."

Han Mo nodded in agreement, and finally said to Feng Jiuniang, who was about to dig into his pocket to get the money: "Jiuniang, pay for the cake. I am in a hurry and forgot to bring the money."

It's a matter of course, I don't feel any shame at all.

Feng Jiuniang left the cakes and egg soup money for the three of them and walked out.

There is a chill around her body,

Walking to the front, his face was gloomy,

"If you can't heal my son this time, I don't mind taking care of your mouth for you."

Han Mo, who was following behind, turned to look at Yingcao. The latter jumped and nodded. Han Mo then continued to follow with confidence.

Although Yingcao has already said that she has entered the second level and her abilities have recovered a lot now. If she can cure Feng Jiuniang's son's strange disease, it should be no problem. Even if the cure is not good, it is okay to alleviate it. The worst is to wait until later. At the third and fourth levels, Firefly's ability has recovered even more. Come again,

But Feng Jiuniang's temper is not very good at this moment. If there is no good results this time, she might really stay and drink tea.

But I am also a second-grade person, so if I want to run away, I should be able to do so.

It's just Yingcao. It can't fight. I wonder if it can run?

Thinking like this, he walked faster and followed Feng Jiuniang closely.

Fang Buddha didn't care and said:

“Discipline, discipline,

for what?

A small whip? "

.Qili City is also a big and well-known family, and a lot of business is in the hands of the two families.

Hu Che said this, so you can’t lie. If it’s true, you’ll know when you go back and ask.

Moreover, there is no need to cheat, is it just for fun?

No need,

Looking at Han Mo again, his eyes were different.

After the war stopped, nothing major happened. That incident was the most noisy after the peace, but the two families didn't know the details.

They only know that Tinglan City has not been quiet in those half months. The city guards have been dispatched. However, Qili is relatively far from Tinglan and is considered the most peripheral county town in Tianzhe County. The specific information is not known. Yes,

Unexpectedly, he was actually related to this Young Master Han.

He has an official background and is still a high official.

hiss!

Horrible so...

Qi Fei's little eyes kept turning. Because he was short, no one could see him.

Qi Fei raised his head and saw Zheng Yuan looking at Han Mo stupidly, his eyes gleaming. He suddenly got angry and jumped and slapped Zheng Yuan on the shoulder. Zheng Yuan was too tall and couldn't hit his head.

He said angrily: "Why are you giggling? I've never seen a beautiful woman."

Saying that, he kicked me again,

Zheng Yuan quickly lowered his head, no longer looking around or getting angry. He even scratched his head, like a child who had done something wrong.

Qi Fei is very clever, so he must have a reason for not letting him see him. Before going out, his father told him to listen to Qi Fei and avoid getting into trouble.

He lowered his head and smiled at Qi Fei,

Look,

I am more obedient,

If you don't let me see it, I won't.

You can't complain when you go back.

Qi Fei is good at everything,

He has a good brain and is smart,

Not as tall and ugly as I am,

He also takes care of himself and his sister,

Not at all,

He likes to complain, but he is no longer a child, so he still complains to his parents about anything.

Qi Fei turned his head and stopped talking. He was about to be queued up. Hu Che was signing and handing over the funeral papers. He was the next one. He couldn't be frivolous or negligent.

I am here on behalf of the Qili Qi family.The palace.

Han Mo continued to walk out, and when he was about to bump into the person, the person stopped.

The visitor's left hand was behind his back, his right hand was clenched in front of his stomach, his body was slightly leaning forward, and he was smiling, but his smile was very reserved.

"I didn't expect to see Mr. Han here."

Han Mo also returned the favor.

"I didn't expect to see Master Sun Pavilion here either."

The visitor didn't care about Han Mo's words and just smiled and passed away.

"Young Master Han misunderstood. What I meant was that I didn't expect Young Master Han to come. After all, Young Master Han's filial piety period has not ended yet."

"I originally thought that I would wait until Mr. Han's filial piety period was over before I went to visit him, but I didn't expect to meet him here."

Han Mo didn't dare to trust the visitor. The visitor's name was Sun Zi Chu. He was the owner of Qingfeng Pavilion and one of the three major Jianghu gangs in Tianzhe. He was an existence that could be on an equal footing with the Wang family.

But for his name, Han Mo really couldn't understand why you, a gangster, had such an elegant name as 'Qingfeng Pavilion'.

Sun Tzu Chu had indeed read books, and read many books, but it was useless. Kun State did not conduct imperial examinations, so there was no place to obtain fame.