Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

After another three days, a group of people arrived in Fucheng.

The temperature here is already on the low side, Xie Feng is wearing an ivory white undershirt and a fiery red cloak on his shoulders, making him look even more delicate.

Xie Feng straightened Song Jingwen's skirt, and Wu warmed up his hands before pulling his sleeves.

Xie Feng had never been to Fucheng, so he was inevitably a little excited.At this time, he was looking around with great interest, feeling the hustle and bustle of Fucheng, and his voice was filled with uncontrollable joy, "Shall we go directly to the store?"

"Go to 'Xianghuan' to deliver a batch of goods, and see if Yu Chengye can manage the place here. If it is a display, quickly replace the person. Don't disturb the others, let's just try the taste of the branch. "

Song Jingwen raised his arm, unexpectedly there was a hand hanging from his sleeve, he grabbed a finger in a funny way, and with a twist of his wrist, he took the entire transparent white palm with distinct knuckles into his palm.

"It's red again, still laughing? It's like an ice cube, if you go on like this, your hands will freeze to death." The smile on Song Jingwen's face faded, he let out a sigh of distress, raised his eyes angrily Xie Feng took a look.

The wide sleeves covered the clasped hands of the two. Song Jingwen slid out a warm baby from the cuffs and stuffed it into Xie Feng's hands. The contrast between the cold and the hot made people unable to ignore the existence of the other party. .

Xie Feng smiled with the corners of his eyes bent, squeezed Nuan Baobao's gap and pressed Song Jingwen's hand tighter, "Then you should hold on tighter."

It wasn't until the temperature of the warm baby was scorching that Xie Feng reluctantly released his hand, but still held Song Jingwen's finger vaguely.

Xie Feng's hands have recovered a bit, and they feel comfortable in his hands.It's just that chilblains have occurred on this hand before, and there is no way to cure them for a while, and they will recur in winter.

Song Jingwen saw a lot of people gathered around the door of his branch shop, and sneaked into the diners quietly.

Xie Feng casually glanced at the noisy crowd, and said strangely, "I look at them, why don't they look like they are here to eat, what are they doing around the door?"

Song Jingwen pushed the cup at hand over, and took a sip of tea indifferently, "Whatever they do, we'll be diners today. We used up earlier, so we can find the embroiderer over here."

Xie Feng opened his mouth slightly, and was about to ask Xiu Niang what he was doing, but the conversation was interrupted.

The clerk came up with the menu in his hand, and greeted him in a slick manner, "Both, what do you need? The noodles are very raw, and they are from other places. Do you need me to recommend our signature dishes here? It must be someone else's. No taste."

Song Jingwen smiled and ordered the table, "Go ahead, serve whatever is the most popular. If it's not delicious, don't blame me for smashing the signboard in your shop."

The little guy happily ran to the back kitchen, and the dishes came up one after another after a while.

Xie Feng frowned, counted the dishes, and complained, "You ordered too much, we can't finish it, and it's a waste of money."

Hearing the words, Song Jingwen flicked Xie Feng's forehead with his fingers, and fed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus root into Xie Feng's mouth dumbfounded. How do you know if it tastes good or not?"

"Hurry up and eat yours, do you see the little beggar under the wall?" Song Jingwen looked out from the window, from that position he could clearly see every move of the beggar.

Xie Feng poked his head out, took a sip of the tofu soup, and sighed, "Many people will freeze to death in winter, and most of the elderly will not be able to make it through."

The young man stood outside the door, babbling books downstairs, this time it was Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

The "Xianghuan" restaurants everywhere use the same storybook, and the boss behind the scenes personally checks it out. The shopkeeper and the storyteller know this well, and everyone else thinks it's the storyteller's anecdote. record it.

When Song Jingwen heard this, he felt that he had been away from home for some time, and that Zhou Wencao's words could hardly last. Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai were the last books he left for Zhou Wencao in order.

After the two of them had finished eating, they called the waiter casually, "deliver the food to the group of beggars downstairs."

Seeing that there was nothing to do with the dishes on the table, the guy exclaimed that it was a pity, and said with a shy face, "It's a waste for them, we will deal with it later."

The guy's spine was weakened by Song Jingwen's sharp eagle-eyed eyes, and he hurriedly added, "We will all deal with these kitchen wastes in a unified way, so you don't have to worry."

I also know that there is kitchen waste, and it looks like they have been trained to work.

Song Jingwen put his left leg on his right leg and said indifferently, "Call your shopkeeper!"

The guy's heart skipped a beat, but he still pulled his skin, "You have something to say, the food in our store is absolutely fresh, and the leftovers will never reach your mouth."

Xie Feng opened the door and leaned on the door frame with his arms folded. Hearing the clerk's miscellaneous remarks, his seven-point patience was worn down. He stopped a clerk halfway, "Call your shopkeeper."

Yu Chengye thought he had encountered something difficult, with a polite smile on his face, "What's wrong? Oh, my boss..."

The little boy was stunned, and his palms were sweating with anxiety.

Yu Chengye glanced at him and scolded, "This is the boss of 'Xianghuan', keep your eyes wide open, don't blind those black eyes for nothing."

After listening to the training, the little guy bowed his head and left. Song Jingwen called him and smiled gently, "Don't forget to bring leftovers in front of the guests, do it well, don't panic, I don't eat people. "

Xie Feng tapped him lightly, then went downstairs pouted his chin, biting his lips ready to move, "I'll go down and look for you later. I won't wander around, you guys talk about it."

On the one hand, Xie Feng was really interested in the streets outside the restaurant, thinking of buying a pack of sugar snowballs and a candied haws.On the other hand, it is also for the convenience of the two men, so that they don't have to worry about themselves.

Yu Chengye is capable, but he is too rigid. He doesn't like brothers or women to be around when he talks about business.In fact, Xie Feng didn't care about him at all, but he didn't want to cause trouble for Song Jingwen, so he ran out to play first.

He took away the desserts on the table and stood up among the beggars at the base of the wall. His tall figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist really seemed out of place in the haggard beggars.

The old beggar was used to seeing the cruelty of the world, and seeing Xie Feng swaying in front of them, he guessed in his heart that there must be some kind of trick.

The little beggar knew how to eat, and he still followed his instinct to reach out when he was beaten.His face was smudged, his eyes were sparkling, he timidly peeked at Xie Feng, "Master, give me something to eat."

Xie Feng knelt down | came up, and handed out the entire plate in his hand, "Take it, there is another plate here, and when these two plates are used up, send them to the restaurant opposite."

At this time, a man rushed over suddenly, snatched two plates in a disheveled manner, and stuffed the pastry viciously into his mouth.

The old beggar Huatu choked and coughed, "Madman! If you grab everything, I will kill you."

He didn't have the strength to do it while talking, and the other beggars were also frightened by this lunatic, and they shrank and swallowed.

Huamu stood pitifully in front of the lunatic, the lunatic glanced at him, grabbed two yuan for him, and finally turned around to eat the solo food.

Xie Feng felt that this person was a bit annoying, and he couldn't make trouble with a beggar, so he smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes and planned to leave.

The other beggars swarmed over, yelling like a swarm of flies, "Please give me two coins, please!"

Xie Feng was trapped in it and couldn't move, saying that he was begging, but he was trying to grab it.

Xie Feng frowned, accidentally caught the madman's gaze, and felt that there was a mockery in the corner of his mouth.

Xie Feng kicked a beggar away, feeling depressed for a moment, "Get out of the way, I won't be polite if you come around again."

Huamu also followed and was pushed to the street by the crowd.The roar of the horse suddenly sounded, and the lunatic punched the horse's head with his fist, earning Huamu a few seconds of life.

The people in the carriage were frightened, and the groom cursed and whipped the lunatic, "You are looking for death, can you afford to pay for the damage to my young master?"

The lunatic spat and shrugged indifferently, "What can you do to me?"

Xie Feng looked at the lunatic in amazement, he seemed crazy and insane, he was free and easy but also ruthless.

The lunatic tilted his head to look at the groom, and threatened, "I'll kill you~"

The groom was stunned for a moment, and then he flicked his whip angrily, how could he admit cowardice in front of others!

The lunatic seemed to be teasing a dog, kicking the man to the ground, and the smell of his feet made the groom almost faint.

A person walked slowly out of the carriage, Qu Yucheng frowned imperceptibly, and smiled modestly, "You don't need to be so angry, little brother, how can you become a beggar with such kung fu? I am the worst person in my life." It’s talent, if you don’t dislike it, you can go to Qu’s mansion to find a job.”

Qu Yucheng touched his nose in a concealed manner, did the stinky beggar rot in the ditch? It stinks so much!When people enter Qu's mansion, they are not allowed to be manipulated by him.

The madman bared his teeth and smiled, showing two canine teeth. He didn't look like a good stubble, and scolded mercilessly, "Who is your brother, Ji Zhou, are you waiting to punish me?"

Xie Feng's ears twitched, and he dragged Ji Zhou recklessly, and saw a little tattoo on the man's neck, "Follow me, I won't deal with you."

In the memory of his previous life, Ji Zhou almost turned Jia Chao's sky, climbed all the way to the prince's side, and then turned around and killed the second prince.If this person is used well, he will be a great help.Xie Feng's mind moved, and he wanted to recruit this person to Song Jingwen's subordinates.

The corner of Ji Zhou's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what was wrong with this kid's mind.He flicked his sleeves straight away, but did not shake off one of them, and gave a hard push.

Song Jingwen casually glanced downstairs, seeing his wife flirting with other men, and immediately shouted, "Fu Lang! Grandson, let me go!"

Xie Feng was startled suddenly, subconsciously let go of his hand, and bumped into the carriage just like that.He panted slowly, and suddenly there was a soreness in his waist, which was gnawing at his bones.

Song Jingwen pocketed the person on his body, stopped strolling in the street, and hurriedly walked to the boat, where Ye Yansi was studying the pair of flowers and plants.

Xie Feng endured the pain and pointed at Ji Zhou, "He..."

With a cold face, Song Jingwen directly asked Yu Chengye to borrow a few people to tie him up and drag them onto the boat together.