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Fei Mo was taken aback: "Imperial City?"

The prince said with a smile: "Yes, your skills are much better than the imperial cooks in the palace. Boy Mu said that it depends on your own wishes. If Master Fei Mo is unwilling to leave, I will not force others to do so."

"Thank you, my lord, for your love. Fei Mo has already taken over the work of the Zuixian Tower in the imperial city," Fei Mo said shyly, "If the lord likes it, you can send someone to the Zuixian Tower to tell you. Fei Mo will definitely do it for you." Send it."

"The Drunken Immortal Tower is not far from the palace, so it's hard work for Master Fei Mo."

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Fei Mo wanted to leave, but Mu Su didn't stop him. Anyway, there are so many substitutes in Mu's residence, there is no shortage of one who doesn't look like him.

After the winter and the spring solstice, the palace never came to the Zuixian Tower to look for Fei Mo. Fei Mo found out that the emperor's uncle, that is, the surprisingly handsome prince, had something to go out for, maybe half a year. I can't come back.

The dim sum masters in Zuixianlou are all better than Fei Mo. At the beginning, they agreed to give Fei Mo 50 taels a month, but in fact, 50 taels are just the monthly money for apprentices.

The masters are at least one hundred and twelve.

Fei Mo concentrates on continuing to learn, what he lacks is only the type, and the pure craftsmanship is not bad.

The spring rains are continuous, and Fei Mo follows the master of Zuixianlou up the mountain to find ingredients—some ingredients must be picked during this season, and what grows in the mountains is always better than what grows down the mountain.

Unable to hold an umbrella in the forest, Fei Mo and the masters could only walk slowly with their bamboo hats on.

"Fei Moth—" the leading master shouted in front, "Fei Moth, today is too late, the rain is too heavy, you should run back and tell the village chief that we are not going back, and we will live on the mountain."

"Hey, okay!" Fei Mo replied loudly.

The conditions on the mountain are not good. The masters have been telling Fei Mo to go down the mountain if it is raining heavily in the past few days, so as to at least have a place to shelter from the rain.

The rain suddenly fell heavily today, and it was already dark when Fei Mo reached the foot of the mountain.

In this gray sky, coupled with the heavy rain, six relatives are not recognized half a foot away, and humans and animals are not distinguished ten feet away. Fei Moth walks by feeling.

Afraid of accidents on the way here, the masters specially tied cloth towels on the trees as marks, Fei Moth touched the trees one by one, and if more than three trees were not touched, it proved that he was going the wrong way.

——Fei Mo knew that he couldn't go back when he counted "one, two, three" for the fifth time.

It was raining cats and dogs, and the sky had completely darkened, so it was impossible to find the way.

Fei Mo took off her bamboo hat, and the ones in the deep mountains and old forests seemed to look the same everywhere.

After walking a few steps, Fei Moth could still feel the slope of the mountain, so she just walked straight down, not caring about the road, as long as she got to the bottom of the mountain, would she still worry about finding someone to stay overnight?

After finally seeing the lights at the bottom of the mountain, Fei Moth ran down happily - when he was about to get out of the woods, he tripped over something and almost got stuck in a branch.

Fei Mo clasped the branch next to her until her nails were split, her fingers connected to her heart, Fei Mo did not dare to let go, and crawled back a little bit, making sure that she would not be pierced by the branch before letting go.

The injured finger was hit by the rain, and it hurt like a piercing heart.

Before he could relax, the back of Fei Moth was warm, a cold hand pinched his neck, and the man asked behind him: "Who sent you?"

Fei Mo slowly raised her hands: "Hero, hero, I, I am the apprentice of Zuixianlou, hero, spare me..."

"Zuixian Tower?" The man clenched his hands and put his chin on Fei Mo's shoulder, "Then who do you think are the pastry chefs?"

"Huh?" Fei Mo didn't know why.

The man clasped his hands tightly: "Say."

"Okay, okay...I said, I said..." Fei Mo wanted to cry without tears, and began to recite the names of the masters, "Li Da, Zhang San..."

"No more?" The man seemed to turn his head sideways.

Fei Mo nodded: "It's gone, who else is there?"

The man's hand clenched instantly: "Wrong, there is another one. Remember to investigate clearly when acting in the next life."

Fei Mo struggled to break the man's hand: "Wait, wait... and... who else? Anyway... let me know!"

"Okay...there is another one called Fei..." The man seemed to think about it for a while, "Fei Mo? Is it called this?"

"Wait!" Taking advantage of the moment when the man was thinking, Fei Mo used her fingers to separate the man's iron claws, took a few breaths, and didn't care about sucking in the rain, "I am Fei Mo!"

The man squeezed Fei Mo's fingers together, and chuckled lightly: "You don't tell a good lie."

Fei Mo stretched out her hand to pick the man's face on the shoulder, struggling hard: "Really - I came to the Imperial City from the Mu Mansion in the north, you can find out if you go to the Zuixian Tower to inquire about it!"

When mentioning the Mu Mansion, the man hesitated, and asked, "Then what did you cook for the last meal in the Mu Mansion?"

Fei Moth counted them one by one, and there was nothing wrong with it.

The man was a little strange, and he was the one who was there that day when he was able to tell the right dish, so he asked, "But Fei Mo clearly said that he went to Zuixianlou to work as a pastry chef, why didn't you mention him just now?"

Fei Mo couldn't break free from the man's hand tightly clasped around her neck. Even though she loosened her grip, she still felt uncomfortable.

"That's because I don't have the qualifications to be a dim sum chef at all." Fei Mo broke the jar directly, "The chefs said that I am talented, but I learned it too late. Except for the new dishes I came up with, I have no basic skills. Same thing..."

"Hahaha..." The man suddenly leaned on Fei Mo's body and laughed, "The basic skills are indeed not very good, but Cai Seben Wang is still very satisfied..."

Hearing this, Fei Mo was dumbfounded.

Fei Mo hurriedly let go of the man's hand that had been holding him, and said hello in a stammering manner: "My lord, my lord, all blessings! The common people have eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai! Your lord, spare me!"

The author has something to say: [End of this chapter]

If this is a small pornographic article, the play in the mountains must be the prince who got the spring mud and flower protection ten complete tonic, and then needs XXOO... the rest you can make up for yourself.

Prince = Heavenly Emperor, Musu = Yan Lie.

Yan Lie is as blind as ever, he won't even use it if given a chance.

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