Chapter 420: He can’t handle it, and there is also the Lord of the Household

Not only do they behave eccentrically, but they also have some "problems" to some extent.

No wonder his master Han Qiguang likes to play with people from the Xie family so much.

Xie Wuying went to the kitchen to help, but he didn't know how to do anything and offended the chef, so he was sent to make the fire.

It's dirty and tiring, and I want to kick it every time I pass by.

Fortunately, Xie Wuying was smart and he got the hang of the job in no time. Not only did he do it quickly and well, he could also spare some time to help other brothers in the kitchen.

The head cook had been secretly watching him work for quite some time.

After most of the dishes had been prepared, the chef called Xie Wuying, whose face was dark, to his side.

"Boss Fan, do you have any other instructions?"

At this moment, Xie Wuying was no longer the little brother who was dragged into the kitchen by the cook to work because of his bad temper.

Now, in the eyes of the head chef, he is considered a smart little brother.

Xie Wuying didn't think there was any difference between the two titles. Instead, he was dealing with his head cook. He found the rebellious and indignant spirit in him very appealing to him.

He waved to Xie Wuying.

"Little brother, come here, come here. I'm a little busy and can't leave. Please take these things to the back mountain for me."

After saying that, he pointed to several large wooden barrels nearby and put his arm around Xie Wuying's shoulders.

Back mountain? !!!

After hearing just two words, Xie Wuying's heart exploded instantly.

Isn’t that the place Zhao Gong has always wanted to go?

However, he was happy to hear the cook ask him to do this job, but he couldn't show that he was "special" enough to go and see it first.

His neck was stiff and his face was full of wrinkles.

From head to toe, it means the same thing: Can you please change to someone else? I’m too lazy to climb mountains and I’m too lazy to move.

The chef couldn't understand his expression.

He raised his foot and kicked him on the butt, cursing at him on the back of the head, and just like that.

"I asked you to run errands and make some money, but you didn't even bother doing it. What the hell are you doing up the mountain?"

"It's boring down there, but it's more interesting up there."

The head cook didn't bother to argue with him. He pointed at several large buckets of not-so-good-tasting food and said to the brothers, "Take him over there later. Let him do the work of serving the food today. No one is allowed to control him. Do you understand?!"

Xie Wuying felt confused when he heard this.

What's the meaning?

Who should I serve the meal to?

He no longer "wanted" to do anything and set his sights on his head cook. He still felt that there were few people in the village now and he could not find many smart people. All the capable brothers had followed the second in command down the mountain.

After rummaging around for a while, Xiao Wuzi, whose face was blackened by the smoke from sitting by the stove, looked quite clever.

then.

Under the stares of others, Zhao Gong tried every possible way to find out as soon as possible whether there were some "special" people in the private prison in the back mountain while the village was under manpower shortage.

While Zhao Gong was racking his brains, Xie Wuying, who was lucky enough, had already acted like a decent person and, relying on his reputation as the head cook, commanded the other brothers to carry a few buckets of "pig food" that tasted not very good and swaggered all the way to the private prison in the back mountain.

The small Qinglong Village, the size of a sparrow, actually dared to set up a private prison. Xie Wuying looked at the bandits guarding the prison and staggered forward with red faces.

As soon as I got there, the smell of alcohol hit my nose.

Xie Wuying held his nose tightly and took three or two steps back inconspicuously, staying away from the drunkard in front of him.

The other party first looked him up and down, and silently asked the people around him with distrust.

"Boss Fan asked him to come."

"Yes, let him have dinner tonight," added another.

The other party's suspicious gaze unexpectedly lingered on his calm and well-behaved face for a few seconds, and he nodded reluctantly.

While using the key to open the dungeon door buried in the mountain.

After the ordinary door in front of him opened, Xie Wuying thought that he would be able to see who was imprisoned in the private prison of Qinglong Village in the next second.

If he remembered correctly, it seemed that a caravan of the Yucheng Tian family had just returned when it was robbed and taken to the mountains by Wanlichun and his men.

Xie Wuying is young and very curious.

But after a period of guidance from his sixth brother, he gradually learned the ability to disguise his emotions.

A pair of bright big eyes always followed the prison boss's footsteps. Occasionally, the prison boss would suddenly look back and observe him, and found that he was looking straight ahead, and looked like a very sensible person.

After a few times, the other party let down his guard and chatted with Xie Wuying for a few words off topic.

"Later, when you serve them food, stay away from them. Don't let anyone grab your arm and cause you trouble."

Xie Wuying feigned surprise. "Ah? Is it so troublesome to put out a meal? I won't come next time. I'd rather go back and burn firewood under Boss Fan's nose. It's still warm."

"Hey! You look small, but you look like a smart fellow. How dare you pick good and bad jobs in the village?" He walked to the next thick wooden fence and pointed to a small door half a head high on the side. "Come on, stop talking nonsense. Just go in through here. From the first room to the back, go all the way. I told you, remember?"

"I remember." Xie Wuying nodded.

"That's fine. Hurry up. Finish your work today. I have a drinking party to attend."

Xie Wuying stared at the small door and thought to himself, if he didn't have a "situation" today that he had to go in and investigate, he would not do such a weird thing.

After he went in, the people who followed him outside brought in food buckets filled with food one by one.

Outside, the jailer locked the door again.

Through the bars, the jailer warned him again, "Remember! When it's time for dinner, stay away from those lunatics, especially the one at the back who's acting crazy and silent. Don't blame me for not reminding you. Last time, that little brother who didn't believe in evil went in fine, but came out covered in blood and missing an arm."

"Huh? Shit!"

Xie Wuying was still young after all, and he couldn't control his temper and couldn't help but curse.

There's a chain outside the fence. Isn't this just a joke?

"Open the door! I don't want to do this job anymore!" Xie Wuying "pretended".

Outside the fence, there was a burst of laughter.

Xie Wuying cursed in his heart, you are not a human being, are you staring at me and making fun of me?

When he thought about it, it was the cook who asked him to do this lousy job, Xie Wuying became even angrier.

As luck would have it, he was also "locked up".

The retreat was blocked, so he could only follow their instructions and put the food in along the way.

I heard the prison boss specifically mention a madman in the innermost cell.

Not to mention, it really aroused Xie Wuying's strong curiosity.

Isn’t it just feeding a madman?

He wanted to go and see who was imprisoned in the private prison in Qinglong Village.

Besides, if there is anything he can’t handle here, the Xie family still has the Lord of the Household!