Chapter 58: Misconceptions and Ambushers

  Jiang Feng sat in the kitchen, in the Ming dynasty, masters aside from the chef rarely entered the kitchen, it was a woman's affair. Jiang Feng was different, before crossing over to the Ming dynasty he studied and worked as a chef in modern times, of course, Bajiquan was also one of them.

  He smiled and scooped another spoonful of egg custard, the same one he had just given to little Su Guanxue, which made her let out a shriek of delight at having eaten something so delicious.

  Su Guanxue's small face is now completely red, her two big eyes have narrowed into crescent moons, and her mouth is tightly closed, as if she's afraid that if she screams again, the delicious taste in her mouth will escape.

  Jiang Feng looked at the little girl's heartfelt joy, and he couldn't help but feel delighted himself. The delicious food he made had brought happiness to this lovely girl from the bottom of her heart, and what he felt in his heart was no less than hers. Moreover, this also proved that the taste of this dish he recalled was not bad.

  He picked up a charcoal stick next to him and was about to record the ratio of ingredients he had just experimented with on the wooden board. This was what he had been doing all along, and his greatest advantage compared to chefs in this era was that in modern times, most things were quantified when making dishes.

  This allows Jiang Feng to rely on Da Ju not too much, although he believes that the hundred taels of silver and the ten-year contract, as well as his own generosity in daily life, are enough to tie down some of Bao Wen's arrogant sons, but it is always necessary to make some preparations for what should be guarded against.

  "Cloud leg fat three thin seven, egg three..."

  Jiang Feng was using a thin charcoal stick to record on a wooden board. He wouldn't know any brushwork, when suddenly someone stumbled in and scared him, causing the charcoal stick to snap. Looking up, it turned out to be Su Guan Yue rushing in. The young girl had gotten up early without washing her face, which was covered in tear stains. As she rushed in, she let out a sorrowful cry:

  "Not at all..."

  Then there was a sudden silence, and Jiang Feng stared blankly at Su Guan Yue, who was also staring blankly. Suddenly, Jiang Feng thought to himself that what Su Guan Yue wanted to say might be "don't". Little girl Su Guan Xue hid behind Jiang Feng's back in fear after her sister rushed in.

  Although Jiang Feng was sitting on a small wooden stool, his broad back still tightly covered the girl behind him. The little girl Su Guanxue was tightly attached to Jiang Feng's back, and Jiang Feng couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart, which meant that the little girl now truly regarded herself as one of them.

  After both sides calmed down, the little girl suddenly jumped out and ran to her sister Su Guanyue's side, excitedly following her sister to offer treasures.

  "Sister, sister, today my brother-in-law made me a very delicious egg custard pie, it's so fragrant and sweet."

  The little girl, with a slightly impoverished vocabulary, could only find the word "delicious" to describe how good it tasted. Su Guan Yue knew she might be overthinking things, so she casually wiped away her tears and tightly hugged Su Guan Xue who had come over. The little girl still didn't know why her sister was so emotional.

  Just there in a tight hug, breathing unsmoothly, saying:

  "Sister... it's really delicious, isn't it?"

  Jiang Feng woke up in the morning with a good mood, recalling a successful memory, and became even better. He didn't notice Su Guan Yue's abnormal emotions, but instead enthusiastically scooped out a spoonful of egg custard from the porcelain bowl, smiling at the girl Guan Yue on the other side:

  "Come on, let's have a taste."

  Looking at Jiang Feng sitting there, eager to share the joy with her, Su Guan Yue realized that she had indeed thought too much about some things. She let go of her sister in her arms, squatted down, slowly opened her small mouth, and slid a tender and fragrant omelette into it. As she watched the girl eat her own ham steamed egg without any reaction, Jiang Feng asked somewhat tensely:

  "Is it delicious...... Are you uncomfortable?"

  Su Guan Yue, who suddenly relaxed from the bottom of her heart, did not feel the taste of food in her mouth. At this time, she was crying with tears streaming down her face, and suddenly threw herself into Jiang Feng's arms, holding him tightly with a force that was even greater than when she hugged her sister earlier, and burst out crying loudly, without any reserve or composure.

  Jiang Feng was completely bewildered, and when he looked at the little girl Su Guanxue standing beside him, he found that she also had a clueless expression. He could only scratch his head in confusion and gently patted Su Guanxue's back with his hand, speaking softly:

  "Don't cry anymore, don't cry..."

  His answer was met with even louder crying.

  When Jiang Feng left the house, he vaguely felt that after Su Guan Yue cried this morning, she had become much closer to him. In her demeanor and movements, a kind of gentleness naturally emerged, although he didn't know the reason, but still felt very comfortable in his heart.

  Since Liu Shunhua and Liu Xueshi had already made a big show of it yesterday, today he didn't go to Liu Xueshi's mansion again to ask for that trouble. Moreover, thinking back to yesterday when he suddenly discovered that "Liu Zheng" was a girl, going there would be quite embarrassing. Thinking about the softness on his chest, Jiang Feng couldn't help but chuckle a few times.

  As he walked forward for a while, just about to leave the alley and enter the street, he saw Zhang Liang standing there with an embarrassed face. When he saw Jiang Feng walking over, his expression was also shrinking back, which made Jiang Feng curious. Although Zhang Liang had not been in contact with him for long, he was indeed a straightforward person.

  His face was also hiding something, Jiang Feng vaguely felt that something was off, slowed down his pace, and the nerves all over his body tensed up. The steel knife at his waist and the dagger in his bosom were both touched once. The alley was originally quite narrow, just enough for three people to pass through side by side.

  Zhang Liang drove Jiang Feng over to the entrance of the alley and stuttered out a sentence:

  "Master..."

  The words had not been spoken yet, when suddenly a figure flashed before Jiang Feng's eyes. A person had already rushed to the front, and Jiang Feng did not even have time to draw his own weapon. The opponent's fist was already in front of his face, and although it had not hit him yet, the wind from the punch was already somewhat painful.

  It can be imagined that the power of this fist, Jiang Feng's reaction was not bad, his body almost unconsciously bent backwards, as if there were no joints, the "waist horse folding frame" of Bajiquan, similar to the iron board bridge, the body leaning back.

  Fist wiped past the tip of his nose, Jiang Feng's body fell flat to the ground, his right leg kicked out, but collided with the opponent's kicking leg. Borrowing this force, Jiang Feng rolled backwards, opening up some distance. The opponent was clearly a highly experienced master. Before Jiang Feng could even get up completely, he had already pounced forward.

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