So, how much did the Xinda rice bucket be eaten?

Although the little fish and peanuts are delicious, they are not a big dish. They have never been a regular meal for entertaining guests, so why did they serve them?

Dong Shumin looked at the butler in confusion.

The butler trembled and spoke first without waiting for the lady to ask.

"... The banquet prepared for Mr. Xue and Dr. Zhu was eaten, the lunch of the inner-domestic people was eaten, and the lunch of the guards had just been eaten... I have arranged for the kitchen to make it..."

The so-called inner-domestic people are senior personnel in the county magistrate's office. Such as Mrs. Dong's maid, Dong's follower, Miss Dong's maid, and also includes teachers, housekeepers, purchasing, etc., which together have a total of more than a dozen people.

In other words, in more than half an hour, Xin Tianyou ate the weight of twenty-five or six people in one breath, and there was no intention of stopping.

Dong Shumin frowned slightly and said:

"Now, it's obvious that it's too late. Look, Xiaotian is eating plain rice, your dishes have not been served yet. The servants' lunch has not been distributed yet, right?"

"I only had half of the kitchen, so I asked them to change to Master Xin's meal..."

"Take half of it over, Xiaotian is not picky about food."

"Ah, Miss, those meals are too rough..."

"What, that's it, just do it... I told the kitchen not to stop and use up the ingredients for the evening. Let him eat openly and keep eating... Hehe, I want to see how much he can eat?"

At the end of the story, the girl smiled happily, showing a curious expression of fear that the world would not be in chaos.

This, this...

The housekeeper dared not agree and looked at the county magistrate in embarrassment.

Dong Zhong coughed lightly and said, "Okay, that's it."

After saying that, he turned around and left his hands behind his back, leaving a sentence, "Min'er, come with me."

When he arrived at the study, Junjun Dong did not sit down. After walking around for two times, he tapped the table with his fingers, and was silent for a long time before speaking.

"Min'er, there won't be any trouble? The goldfish you raised last year were so suffocated to death."

"I don't know, Xiaotian is not a fool."

"Why do you call Master Xin Xiaotian?"

Xin Tianyou's performance just now was like "a snake swallowing an elephant". It was more shocking than pinching stones into powder in the back garden, and it couldn't help but make people feel a chill from their bones.

In the Taoist scriptures, there is never a story about an immortal master swallowing a cow, but there is a legend that the demon "eats hundreds of people a day".

Where did those foods that far exceed the body's capacity go?

This is not like the righteous Taoist technique, but rather like a tyrannical and weird magic.

Dong Zhong vaguely felt that Xin Tianyou was not a monk.

But if you were not a monk, would there be such powerful ordinary people in the world?

The Zhennan Army fought with Yunshan for many years and had always gained the upper hand, which made them retreat from the edge of the mountainous area into the depths. Those Shengnans were extremely brave, but unfortunately they didn't know how to refine Qi, and their combat effectiveness was worse than those of the soldiers who had refine Qi. If they were not familiar with the terrain, they would have been eliminated with natural dangers.

This shows that even if a person with extraordinary talent does not practice, he will eventually become a common person.

And Xintianyou is an anomaly on earth.

Judging from his fierce and domineering style of behavior, he will sooner or later have a conflict with the great monks. Anyone who comes from a strong man is backing, but his own volcano comes from his own. If he is not careful, he will be destroyed and he really dare not accept it.

Even if he saves his wife, he can't take over the entire county magistrate's office because of this.

Misfortune depends on good fortune, and blessing is hidden. The most urgent task is to first understand the relationship between your daughter and Xin Tianyou.

Dong Shumin was very nervous.

On the night of the Mountain Temple, everyone only discussed a general covering strategy and did not think about the details. She thought her father was going to ask this again, and she was full of self-confidence, but unexpectedly it was an irrelevant question. After staying up, she replied:

"He is younger than me, of course he is called Xiaotian."

She didn't care whether she was not big or how big Xin Tianyou was. Seeing Ma Cuihua screaming, she followed her.

Dong Zhong was so amused and said:

"Min'er, you are a girl in every family. You dance with swords and swords all day long and drive away several teachers. But you have read more or less some of the etiquette of poetry and books. Since ancient times, you have been orderly and have different ages. Although Master Xin is young, he is our life-saving benefactor. He is very disrespectful to you, just screaming like you."

“Where should I call it?”

"It should be called a young master."

"Hehe, what kind of young master is he? Dad, you didn't see that his handwriting was like a crawling earthworm, and he was even ugly than me."

"Nonsense, is there anyone who speaks like this? Look, Master Xin never laughed after entering our house, and he was obviously unhappy."

"That wasn't something I called out. I kept calling it like that all the way, and I didn't feel unhappy when I saw him... Hey, Dad, you seem to be right. He really never smiled at me, he only smiled at a sister who sells salted fish."

"Oh, is the girl who sells salted fish acquaintance with Master and looks very good?"

"No, I only met me a long time ago."

Dong Zhong pondered for a while and said:

"Anyway, you are not allowed to scream "Xiaotian and Xiaotian". You must be respectful to your benefactor."

As long as people become respectful, the relationship will naturally become distant. Dong Zhong did not want to point out the deep meaning behind it. When he saw his daughter pouting and said earnestly:

"Do you know, why Master Xin smiled at the girls who sell salted fish, but didn't smile at you? Because their living environment is similar and there are common topics, you seem out of place. In addition, you grew up with rich clothes and food, and no one dared to mess with them in Qiyun County. You didn't even notice it yourself, and your tone was naturally superior and domineering. The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional.

"Once the spring test is passed, you will be lucky enough to enter the Xiaoshui Sword Sect to practice. You must restrain yourself and don't be angry and defend yourself. Even if the young master and prince enter the cultivation gate, you will have to lie down like a worm. The identity does not work, and everything is respected by strength. The strength of the faith master does not require the spring test at all. Have you ever told you about the origin of the teacher?"

Dong Shumin shut her mouth and her head kept shaking like a rattle.

Dong Zhong looked at his daughter deeply and said:

"If someone doesn't want to say it, don't be curious. The origin of Master Xin is a mystery, and no sect will let him enter. If there is a conflict in the spring test, don't interfere..."

Although Dong Zhong felt that his daughter and Xin Tianyou were just ordinary friends and young partners, he was not at ease and wanted to wake up again. But seeing that Dong Shumin was absent-mindedly looking at the 99 multiplication table on the wall, he looked like he didn't want to listen, so he had to sigh and give up.

The girl's thoughts are not convenient for her father to ask about, so she can only give her mother the task.

Similar situations are being staged in an inn in Qiyun County.

Ma Kong coughed twice and said heavily:

"Girl, you can't scream like Xiaotian in the future."

Ma Cuihua blinked in confusion and asked:

"Dad, why are you calling me Xiaotian? He even called me sister."

"I'm so kind, you're serious. Xin Tianyou saved our lives. Dad wants to set up a life card for him. Remember, don't be big or small, you have to call Master Xin."

"Hehe, is there a young master who makes fire so smoothly? Besides, I am not his servant, so what is the young master?"

Ma Kong felt it was right, so he slapped his thigh and came up with an absolutely correct title.

"Hey, I'm just calling Tianyou. I see that those scholars call each other no matter their age, no matter how old they meet."

"Oh, my father has a lot of things to do. Tianyou Tianyou is so sad that he can't be so sad..."

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Chapter completed!