Chapter 136

After scooping another bowl of Mapo Tofu, Mu Yunsheng said to Zhao Mian, "mianer, give this bowl to your brother later and ask him if there is anything to improve."

Zhao Mianqi said strangely, "sister mu, why don't you go by yourself?"

Mu Yunsheng's heart is full of contradictions. What else can he do. "I'm a little tired. I want to go back to the wing room to have a rest. I have to get up early tomorrow to take part in the competition. I'll have to conserve my energy tonight. "

Zhao mian "Oh", then also immersed in the charm of Mapo Tofu, unable to extricate themselves. Maybe it was because he was ill. Mu Yunsheng ate some. Although it was really appetizing, he had no appetite.

So he put down his chopsticks, said to Zhao Mian, and walked out of the kitchen. It has to be said that the environment of this kitchen is very quiet. There are rockeries, ponds and pavilions. It can be said that it is similar to the mansion of a large family.

The pavilion is called Wangyue Pavilion. Mu Yunsheng looks at it and wants to laugh. A pavilion should also have such a sour name. Ancient people really have leisure. Leaning in front of the pavilion, you can see a round of waning moon hanging high in the dark blue curtain.

The waning moon is so bright that it seems to burn a hole in the sky. Now it's midsummer. The cheerfulness of the cicada's cry adds a touch of light to this boring summer night. Mu Yunsheng looks at the bright moon and is fascinated. Thoughts fly to tens of thousands of miles in the sky and don't fall down.

It seems that since she inexplicably came to this world, she has been busy living. At the beginning, it was really just to live And escape from Mu's house.

Later she escaped, and she was busy rescuing mu Yunshu and mu Ruolan. Later, she thought she could stop and enjoy the ancient life, and fate arranged such a play for her.

Mu Yunsheng is really tired.

This feeling is that in the 1990s, I worked hard in old Beijing in order to buy a house in the Fifth Ring Road in Beijing. That's a lot of face.

The capital here seems to be equivalent to modern Beijing. And now, she is still fighting for the ticket.

This image is so appropriate that Mu Yunsheng can't help laughing and shows a shallow smile, which is fleeting.

Yeah, I'll fight again if it's a big deal. After thinking through these messy things, Mu Yunsheng felt relieved. Anyway, I'm still young. I'm only 15 or 16 years old. I'm the same age as Hua.

When he came back, the cicada continued to cry tirelessly. The water in the pond was sparkling. Mu Yunsheng walked out of the pavilion and went back to the wing room.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the night is dark and the wind is high. Unexpectedly, there is a unique tranquility flowing into the bottom of my heart.

It happened to be on the first floor. Wanfu Inn, which used to be empty at night, was very busy at this time. Mu Yunsheng went to have a look and found that it was a gamble about the cooking competition.

Make a bet on who will be the top player in Qingyang Town. Among them, Liu shuojin, who was hospitable, was the most popular. He had a total of 13000 taels of money on him.

Next is song Qiaomian, a close disciple of chef Xu of Shenxian mansion. There are 11000 taels of money. These two are the most promising ones. What's more, we can know from the words of several great men that these two are mortal enemies on weekdays. They have to fight each other in everything they do.

Liu shuojin, a self-taught man, ridicules song Qiaomian for his stupidity and needs his master to hand him in. Song Qiaomian, who had the support of his master, laughed at Liu Zheng for not being taught, and all he learned were the cooking skills of the wild wayfarers. So the two sides held their own views, and no one bowed their heads. They spent three years in Qingyang Town in such a noisy way.

Three years ago, because song Qiaomian's cooking skills were not up to standard, chef Xu strictly prohibited him from participating in the competition. Liu shuojin had been waiting for three years to compete with Wu ZhangTian.

Mu Yunsheng was bored and was about to leave when he heard two bodyguards whispering.

"I don't know where that Zhao Jun is. He was oppressed by 14000 Liang!"

"Yes, yes, fourteen thousand taels. If you lose, you will lose a lot."

Another young man from Wanfu Inn came to him and said, "but where is Zhao Jin? The odds are as high as 1:20. If he really wins, I'll calculate That's enough to earn 280000 taels! "

Everyone took a breath.

Mu Yunsheng is also pondering over which is sacred. At last, he suddenly remembers that this is himself? His pseudonym is not Zhao Jun.

So, the person who pressed her to win can only be Zhao Jin! Mu Yunsheng was deeply distressed in his heart. Fourteen thousand taels. If it's all gone, she can't cry to death!

At this time, suddenly from the gate came a small guy, holding a stack of silver tickets, yes, if Mu Yunsheng is not wrong, it is a whole stack. How much is that!

The boy went to the shopkeeper, handed the money to the shopkeeper of Wanfu Inn, and said, "shopkeeper, this is the money that my son used to press. The whole amount is 20000 Liang, which presses Mr. Zhao Junzhao."

Mu Yunsheng was shocked, and so were all of you. Twenty thousand taels, big hand! It's said that it's a year's salary of an ordinary official's family! It's a year, not a day, not a month.

Besides, Mu Yunsheng doesn't know anyone in Qingyang Town. Does anyone know her? What a situation!The shopkeeper's face did not change. He took the money and wrote it down in his notebook. By the way, he asked, "I dare to ask your son's name, but if I win, I'll take it myself."

The boy said, "my son said it's not convenient to disclose his name. It's a secret code. At that time, the right person will be sent by my son to withdraw money." Then he took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to the shopkeeper.

Then he turned around and left without hesitation.

The crowd was silent for a while, and then it exploded like a dream. Mu Yunsheng, who was in the middle of the mire, was confused all the way.

So, is it because the people of Qingyang Town are too enthusiastic? Mu Yunsheng thought about it from left to right, but he didn't know who it was, but it didn't seem to be Zhao Jin. It's someone else.

But it's none of her business. Anyway, the twenty thousand taels are not hers. I don't feel sorry for losing. It's the other fourteen thousand taels When Mu Yunsheng thought of it, he felt that his teeth were sour, the black sheep of his family!

While the public did not know who she was, Mu Yunsheng quietly went back to the wing room on the second floor. With a soft bone like lying on the bed, only feel now not only tired, even tired heart.

However, tired at the same time actually feel a little sweet, this is a ghost? In this way, the sound of breathing gradually becomes smooth.

At the same time, Zhao Jin is a face disdain of looking at that by the shopkeeper into the table by the way locked a lot of silver. If it wasn't for the money being robbed, would you show off your wealth with him?

Mr. Zhao said: I can't bear it!