After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Chapter 296: Drunk and Singing, Unbridled

On that day, food like water was carried to Tianze Peak by the peak masters.

Some people also saw that the peak master Shen Changxun and Tao Daxi went to hunt a nine-star flower dolphin, and they carried it directly to Tianze Peak after entering the mountain gate.

The head was only as big as that of an ordinary adult goat, and there were exactly nine spots on its body. It was pink all over and had a unique fragrance.

It is said to be extinct, extremely rare, and in short supply, but it is comparable to a mid-grade treasure. No one knows where they got it from.

Everyone thought that the peak masters had prepared it in advance to congratulate the new headmaster.

Little did they know that the Nine-Star Flower Pork had already turned into several tempting delicacies on the table.

"Braised pork elbow, braised tiger skin pork belly, garlic pork, four-happiness meatballs, spicy stir-fried pork offal..." Mo Zheng put his hands on his hips and read out the names of the dishes.

He directed Lin Moran, Hua Jiantang and Qiao Qianan to serve the dishes in a continuous stream.

"There's half a roast suckling pig outside, it'll be ready later."

"How is it? Junior sister, my cooking skills are pretty good, right?" Seeing Liu Xingrou looking at the table full of greasy, colorful, fragrant and delicious dishes in surprise, Mo Zheng smiled proudly.

As a native Shanghai man, how could I not know a few signature dishes?

What's more, his father had taught him all the secret recipes for pursuing his wife long ago.

Originally, due to his personality, he only got some food in a small area of Tianze Peak to improve his meals.

Now that we are about to leave, there is no need to worry so much. Just use your best skills to entertain these brothers and sisters and show your gratitude.

If her two senior brothers had not prepared the Nine-Star Flower Pork in front of her, Liu Xingrou would never have believed that Mo Zheng had such cooking skills.

Although I haven't picked up my chopsticks yet, it looks delicious just by looking at it, not to mention that the aroma that keeps coming into my nose can't be deceived.

Besides, the cooking methods and styles of these dishes are indeed different from those bought outside.

"Senior Brother...when did you acquire such cooking skills?" Liu Xingrou's stomach rumbled at the aroma.

Mo Zheng smiled and gave her a piece of braised pork elbow. "Try this. It's soft, glutinous and rich, and it can also improve your beauty. I've already taught Da Qiao how to make it. If you like it, just ask her to teach you."

Liu Xingrou's good mood, which was originally aroused by the delicious food, instantly plummeted to the bottom.

Mo Zheng realized that what he said was not appropriate. It happened that Hua Jiantang brought in the jar of sweet wine. He invited everyone to take a seat and raised his glass, "Come, let's have a drink!"

"Don't miss out on the beautiful scenery, wine and food."

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That night, many people were drunk, and the restraint they had maintained during the day gradually collapsed under the influence of alcohol.

Some of them cried loudly, and some held onto Mo Zheng and refused to let go...

But Mo Zheng, who had the lowest alcohol tolerance, stayed sober and persisted to the end.

They personally sent people back to their respective peaks and were busy until late at night.

When he returned to Tianze Peak on his flying sword, he saw Nan Yubai, Qiao Qianan, Lin Moran, Hua Jiantang, Jiuhua, from the oldest to the youngest sitting neatly in the small dining room, all looking at Mo Zheng who walked in.

Mo Zheng smiled and asked softly, "It's so late, why don't you go to rest?" He put away the Xinyan Sword and walked towards them.

Nan Yubai brought out a bowl of steaming black medicine and pushed it in front of him. He didn't say a word and just looked at him.

Mo Zheng frowned and leaned back slightly, showing great resistance.

This taste! It is even better than the Scrophulariaceae soup. Just smelling it is enough.

Jiuhua received Lin Moran's gaze, ran to Mo Zheng, and picked up the medicine bowl: "Master, just drink the medicine."

Mo Zheng shook his head and thanked him for the invitation. "Jiuhua, Master, this is a fatal disease, not an illness. Medicine won't work."

Nan Yubai slammed his palm on the table and said, "Whether it works or not, I have the final say!"

"Brother, if you don't drink this medicine today, we will stay with you forever."

He stayed to try his best to keep Mo Zheng. How could he just sit there and wait for death? So while Mo Zheng was sending someone away, he immediately took the time to prepare the medicine.

Mo Zheng was stared at by his two disciples, begged by his disciple's grandson, and had to withstand the lobbying of two medical masters, and finally he was defeated.

"I'll drink it!" He pinched his nose, poured it into his mouth in one breath, and spit it out with a gulp.

"Hiss...ha...it's so bitter!!" He kept fanning air into his mouth, and it was so bitter that he couldn't close his mouth.

Jiuhua remembered something and quickly took out a plate of refreshing mint soft cake from the brocade bag and placed it in front of Mo Zheng, "Master, just have a piece of cake to calm your nerves."

Mo Zheng was stunned at first when he saw the long-missed mint soft cake, and then he ate two pieces in a row with nostalgia.

Jiuhua saw that he liked it, so he took out two more plates and stuffed them in front of him. "Master, keep it and eat it slowly. I have more here."

Mo Zheng looked at the three plates of mint soft cakes lined up in front of him, feeling a mix of emotions in his heart. How long had it been since he had eaten them?

Jiuhua can take out many plates at a time.

In the past, it seemed that he was the only one who had such treatment, which was really enviable.

Afraid that the others would notice, he only took the first plate. "Master has one too. I've touched this one, so I'll just accept it."

He stood up and yawned loudly. "We've been busy all day. Let's go home. I'm a little sleepy and need to go to bed."

Picking up the plate of mint cake, he seemed to be in a carefree manner, but in fact he hurried out of the small dining room, leaving only his back figure that gradually disappeared into the darkness.

The wind blowing in his face made his moist eyes feel slightly cool. He quickened his pace and fled back to his own courtyard.

I slammed the door and lit the oil lamp on the table, only to find that there were only three mint cakes left on the plate.

It was probably because he was walking too fast and rolled down.

"There are only three left..."

Loneliness and nostalgia inevitably crept into my heart, and looking at the bed where Li Fuyi had slept in the past was even more...

But soon he suddenly made himself laugh. Isn't this God's will?

No more, no less, exactly three pieces, and he still has three days to stay here.

Then can I still have one piece today?

Pick up a piece, put it in your mouth and savor it carefully.

The perfect softness and toughness, and the cool and refreshing aroma fill the entire mouth as you chew it.

As expected, the one made by Li Fuyi was the one that suited his taste best.

He shook his head, sat down at the desk, and began to grind the ink carefully.

Some words cannot be spoken out loud and can only be put into words, leaving apologies, regrets, expectations...all between the lines.

Originally, he wanted to write to Li Fuyi first, but after holding the pen for a long time, he couldn't write a single word.

I had to move Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang to the front first, as there are always many details to write about them.

I kept telling Hua Jiantang not to stick to the ruthless way and follow the bullshit about being ruthless and desireless, but to actively look for true love.

If I really find my destined person, I'd rather talk nonsense than remain silent...

As he wrote, he wrote crookedly, and the paper became so thick that he even started laughing.

Since I had already written it, I couldn't let it go to waste. I just added a few serious words and stuffed it in the envelope.

Anyway, Xiaohua is fine with everything, and there is nothing to worry about except the ruthless way.

He was much more meticulous in his instructions to Lin Moran, after all, she was the daughter he had raised twice.

Although with her abilities, there are few people in this world who can bully her.

What's more, her "family" will protect her well no matter what, but that's just how a father feels.

He always clicks on this and that, and is always worried about everything. He only feels at ease after being nagged and reminded again.

At the end, he advised the couple to be considerate of each other, all to give face to his "son-in-law" Qiao Qianan.

When he picked up the pen again, he wrote a "confession" to several fellow disciples and elders.

The writing is naturally not as smooth as before, and the choice of words and sentences needs to be carefully considered.

After all, there is a high possibility that this will be made public.

He stumbled and failed to write many times, until the sky outside was getting light, Mo Zheng suddenly realized that the night had passed.