The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 438: The Wulin Leader’s Fiancée (54)

Not long after Fei Tao went out, she invited Ling Jiu back to the Su Mansion.

"Um... Manager Ling, how is your young master's health these days?" Su Xiangran was a little shy and didn't feel comfortable asking directly, so she decided to ask about Ling Moqing's health first.

However, what Ling Jiu was thinking about at this moment was the scene of his young master with his bare chest, chopping meat with a knife in the yard. The scene was so "hot" that people could not bear to watch it.

He really couldn't understand how such a refined young master, as the successor cultivated by the Ling family with great effort, could have the sudden idea of ​​opening a butcher shop and become a butcher himself!

Fei Tao noticed that Ling Jiu's eyes were dull and he didn't respond to Su Xiangran's question for a long time, so she quickly reminded him softly, "Shopkeeper Ling, Shopkeeper Ling, my young lady is asking about your young master's recent situation."

After this reminder, Ling Jiu woke up as if from a dream, but felt that he could not damage Ling Moqing's good image in front of Su Xiangran, so he could only smile awkwardly and answered with a stiff upper lip: "Uh... our young master has recovered quite well,

.I am full of energy and vigor, especially my strength has increased a lot, even my knife grip has become more precise. "

"Doesn't your young master use a sword?" Fei Tao looked at Ling Jiu suspiciously, her eyes full of confusion, "Are you changing weapons?"

Hearing this, Ling Jiu's face changed slightly, but soon returned to normal. He quickly changed his words and said, "I was wrong. My young master has always been holding a sword. It is a sword, absolutely correct!"

However, his unnatural expression did not escape Su Xiangran's eyes.

She stood quietly by and listened to their conversation.

With a woman's unique delicate mind and keen insight, Su Xiangran has now guessed the truth of the matter from Ling Jiu's few words.

She couldn't help but laugh in her heart, and at the same time, an indescribable feeling of sweetness surged in her heart.

"Let's go! Take me to see your young master." Su Xiangran stood up and said, "I have something to say to him."

After hearing this, Ling Jiu hurriedly stopped her and said, "Miss Su, please come visit us another day! That way we can be prepared."

We must not let Miss Su go there now, otherwise the young master’s “lifelong reputation” will be ruined!

"It's my fault." Su Xiangran confessed shyly, "I was joking with your young master before, saying that a butcher is also a skilled person, so..."

She didn't say anything else, but her meaning was already very clear.

"Oh! Miss Su, so the problem lies with you!" Ling Jiu also understood, "Please go and persuade my young master! He has been learning to cut pork for more than a month, because he cannot use his internal force and has to rely on his own strength.

Although I feel much healthier now, it is really...”

Su Xiangran nodded and said, "I understand. Take me there! I'll go and persuade him."

"I need to persuade him." Ling Jiu added, "My young master said that the next step is to learn how to kill pigs."

"Puchi!" Fei Tao couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed out loud.

Su Xiangran glared at her girl and followed Ling Jiu to Juxianfang.

Before entering the backyard of Juxianfang, Su Xiangran smelled a strong smell of blood just by standing at the junction of the front and the backyard. However, she did not cover her mouth and nose with the handkerchief she carried with her, but pushed the door open and walked in.

In the yard, Beitang Jing was chopping pork bones vigorously on a butcher block with his back to her.

In an elegantly decorated courtyard, a burly butcher stood in front of the meat counter, wielding a sharp knife in his hand.

His eyes were focused and determined, and he didn't feel at all that his movements were inappropriate for where he was now.

The table was filled with fresh pieces of meat. The butcher skillfully picked out a piece and placed it on the chopping board.

He gripped the big knife tightly with both hands and swung it hard, and the piece of meat was easily split in half.

Then, he chopped several times quickly. His movements were quick and decisive. Each cut was extremely precise, and slices of meat fell like snowflakes.

It was a hot day, and the sun had tanned his originally fair skin. Sweat was running slowly down his spine.

But he didn't care and continued to concentrate on chopping the meat and pork bones.

Su Xiangran just stood there looking at him. There was a light red mark like a leaf on the man's broad and thick back.

It's him! It's always been him! Only he can be so stupid!

Just for a few words, he willingly turned from a young man from a noble family into a butcher.

As Ling Moqing continued to chop, the meat on the chopping board gradually turned into fine minced meat.

Su Xiangran didn't know how long she had been watching, but at the very end, Ling Moqing picked up the chopped pork and pork bones, weighed them, and said with a smile: "The portion is just right."

"Ling Jiu, take the meat I chopped today and distribute it to the people who bought wine." Ling Moqing turned around and shouted loudly in the direction of the shop outside.

But this time he didn't see Ling Jiu, but saw Su Xiangran standing there with a smile on her face but tears all over her face.