Chapter 448: Help my father to throw away that table of scraps

Chapter 448: Help my father to throw away that table of scraps

448 helped his father to throw away the scraps of the table, Yang Kuo chuckled lightly, and didn't care, he felt fortunate for himself, and fortunately, in addition to doing things for Nangong Lixing that could make it on the table, other The dark and filthy things of his, he never participated in, nor did he know about.

   Otherwise, Nangong Li Xing, how could he let himself go so easily?

   He shook his head lightly, strode forward, found a bodyguard everywhere, and asked him to take him away from Prince Xun's mansion.

   After Yang Kuo left, a shadow came out of the dark place.

   "This man has some self-awareness." This guy is Rice who has shrunk his body several times. He was sent by his master when Nangong Lixing took Nangong Xian'er away.

   Unexpectedly, Nangong Lixing had such a person beside him, and it seemed that he had a sense of justice.

   "Don't care about him, go and tell the master first, Nangong Jianhuo is preparing a moth again."

   This Nangong's hard work really doesn't stop. Nangong Xian'er hasn't passed yet, and he is thinking of ways to deal with Dongfang Yu and his master.

   If he did what he wanted, he could just stomp the person with one hoof, but the master would never let him do such a dehumanizing thing.

   But then again, he is a divine beast, not a human!

  …

   In front of the two huge tables, five judges and several other diners invited by Lord Xun walked back and forth between the delicacies of Nangong Xian'er and Xia Beibei.

   But, when he got to Nangong Xian'er, he basically shook his head and sighed.

   Yes, after seeing the delicious dishes made by Xia Beibei, where can I see Nangong Xian'er's dishes again?

vegetable? Perhaps, after seeing the exquisite delicacies made by Xia Beibei, Nangong Xian'er's works are not even the word 'vegetable' in everyone's eyes.

   "Several brothers, you should also express your stance. This is the first competition, color, who do you think is better, then think of that person's brand."

   He looked at the people around him, and he took the lead in expressing his attitude, holding the sign of Xia Beibei in his hand.

   In fact, he was very speechless in his heart. What is there to compare to such a game? Lord Xun also specially asked him to let Duoduo help Xia Beibei, does he need help? ? ?

   "Elder Liu, don't put up any signs. Can the dishes of the two tables be compared? Isn't this clear at a glance." Another old man sighed.

   This doesn’t even need to be compared, right?

   In terms of 'color', Nangong Xian'er's table is not even a foil, at most it is a scrap.

   As for 'incense'? The dishes made by Nangong Xian'er have long been too cold, so there will be no scent.

  Finally on the taste...

  Yang Kuo is a **** cook, but his reputation as a **** cook was smashed to the ground by Nangong Xian'er, and it was shattered to the point where there was no **** left?

  If this incident spreads out, the position of the chef in the future will probably be replaced by someone else.

However, they invariably looked at Xia Beibei, who was holding a bowl of noodles and eating deliciously. That girl probably wouldn't care about the chefs, and they were already the daughter-in-law candidates that Prince Xun was satisfied with. , isn't it?

   No matter how everyone discussed the process, at the end, the exit token came to Xia Beibei.

"Xia Jiuniang, it's useless for you to hold this token. Why don't you do this? You make a price, and Ben Gong pays money to buy it. How about it?" Nangong Xian'er returned to the competition venue earlier than Nangong Lixing, watching That old immortal put the exit token that originally belonged to him into Xia Jiuniang's hands, and his eyes were red.

   Knowing that Xia Jiuniang is so good at cooking, she wouldn't joke about her father's exit token.

   Now that the token is in the hands of Xia Jiuniang, no matter if she can get it back, it is inevitable that she will be beaten in front of her father. Moreover, it is very likely that she will never be favored by her father again.

   This is the most unbearable thing for her, a princess who is high above, if she doesn't have the favor of her father, how will she live in Jingwang's mansion?

Because the game was over, the guards and servants in Prince Xun's mansion were almost gone. There were only a few judges and a few people from Prince Xun's mansion. In order not to let her father kill herself, she lost some face. , just lost it, don't care anymore.

"Such a precious thing is priceless, and it can only be won by betting. How can I be willing to sell it." The golden token in Xia Beibei's hand shook in front of Nangong Xian'er , with a sly look in his eyes.

   She just wanted to let Nangong Xian'er know that she was playing with her all the time.

   "You..." Nangong Xian'er trembled and pointed at Xia Beibei, she wasn't an idiot, how could she not understand what Xia Beibei meant? Instantly flushed with anger.

   But, what's the use of being angry, because I couldn't hold my breath, I took out the exit token, and I lost to Xia Beibei. The only way I can think of now is to get it back quickly.

   But what can be done, Xia Beibei looks like this, it is intentional at first glance.

"Brother, aren't you getting close to Xia Jiuniang, and help Xian'er, Xian'er is willing to pay thousands of gold and buy back the exit token." She looked at Nangong Liqi who was drinking tea beside her, Road for help.

   She also knew that Nangong Liqi and Dongfang Yu were relatively close, and could say a few words.

   As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on Nangong Liqi.

   As the eldest son of King Jing's mansion, Tian Yuan's exit token was taken away by others, so he should have said a few words? Don't let others think that his son is useless.

   "Cough, cough." Seeing everyone looking at him, Nangong Liqi choked on the tea in his mouth.

   After talking about it, why did he still talk about his body? The exit token is not his, but the father's, okay?

   Not to mention, as the prince, he saw this exit token for the 'first time', but in the eyes of the public, it was not good for him not to say a few words, right?

"Xian'er, don't be fooling around. Big brother knows that you have a good face, but this token has already been lost to Miss Xia. How can you get it back?" He could only stand up, looking at Nangong Xian'er with a helpless expression. , That look, as if Nangong Xian'er was a disobedient three-year-old child.

   "Brother, you..."

"Okay, eldest brother knows that as the princess of Prince Jing's mansion, you have always been calm in your work, and you will definitely not take out the real token, right? Since it is a fake, give it to it." Waiting for Nangong Xian As soon as she spoke, Nangong Liqi interrupted her, put on an ignorant look, and persuaded her lightly.

  Nangong Xian'er: "..."

   This token is real, okay?

   "Brother, this token is..."

"Big brother knows that this token is fake, it's all a child, how can you take it seriously when you have a lot of fun? Miss Xia is a big person, I won't blame you for taking a fake token to deceive her, but Ah, we've already gambled, and we can't let Lord Xun see the joke. You said just now that you're willing to take thousands of taels of gold in exchange for the pass token. We people in Prince Jing's mansion have always kept their word. Just give the silver note to Miss Xia, as for this token, it's just a fake, just give it to Miss Xia to play with, the right should be to give her face, and give yourself a step down, right?" Don't give it to Nangong at all When Xian'er had a chance to speak, Nangong Liqi said.

   "Big brother..." Nangong Xian'er was about to vomit blood when she heard what he said. If she said that, didn't she lose the exit token, or did she bleed a lot of money for Xia Jiuniang?

   "Xian'er, the two thousand taels of gold will be taken out by the second brother for you first."

  Nangong Xian'er was going to refuse. No matter how much money she had, she wouldn't give Xia Jiuniang the vixen who robbed her of the throne of the prince's concubine.

   However, before she could say her refusal, she heard Nangong Lixing's voice, and her full words got stuck in her throat at once.

   She turned her head to look at Nangong Lixing in extreme puzzlement. She didn't understand, what exactly did he mean?

   However, Nangong Lixing didn't even look at her, his eyes stayed on Xia Beibei and Dongfang Yu.

   "Prince Dongfang, Miss Xia, this prince doesn't have that much money right now. After two days, this prince will bring it to the door in person."

  Nangong Xian'er was so angry that he was so angry that he was vomiting blood, why did the second brother want to be kind to that vixen? What's going on in your mind?

   "It's easy to talk, easy to talk about." Xia Beibei just slightly hooked her red lips and answered lightly.

  Perhaps many of the people present did not understand what Nangong Lixing meant by doing this, whether she wanted to take the opportunity to win over Dongfang Yu, but who was she, how could she not understand what this wicked man was thinking.

It was nothing more than Nangong Liqi's words, which gave him another good idea. He wanted to get a fake one and steal the real thing back from her. Moreover, Nangong Liqi said this today and gave it to Nangong Lixing. For fair and honest reasons, everyone will feel that the exit token in their hands is itself a fake, and even if it turns out to be fake, who will care.

   Hehe, how can there be such a cheap thing in this world?

   "Dongfang, I've been busy all day, and I'm tired." She looked at Dongfang Yu resentfully and reminded him in a low voice.

   It's time to go, she doesn't want to stay here, she really wants to go back to the Lord's Court to get a good night's sleep.

   "Tired? I'll take you back." Dongfang Yu bent over and hugged Xia Beibei carelessly in front of everyone's attention, said sorry to Nangong Liqi and the others, and turned away.

   "Thirteen, help Father King throw away that table of scraps."

Before    left, the faint commanding voice pulled everyone's sanity back, and they couldn't help but look at the dishes that Nangong Xian'er made.

   "Yes, Lord Shizi." Wu Shisan sneered and responded loudly on purpose.