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Chapter Thirty

Master Xing reluctantly walked out. He didn't expect that the other party had such a big background. Is that bastard Lao Wu's eyes used for blowing his nose? There are tens of thousands of women in Liaoyang City, who has a big girl and a little wife?

It's not good to tease, you have to tease that little bitch. Now the beating is in vain, maybe if the master of the palace tells you, you will have to spend a few days in jail.

After giving Li Xiao a hard look, Mr.

"Ouch! Some people, it can be said that even if they drink a mouthful of cold water, their teeth will be choked. If you say this person is unlucky, everything is not going well! You think so, Master Xing!" Take two steps quickly and walk to Master Xing.

Behind him, Li Xiao spoke with a playful smile, his face already so full of smiles that his teeth couldn’t even see his eyes.

"Little bastard, don't get too proud too early. This matter is not over yet." Master Xing's teeth were almost broken. He turned around and looked at Li Xiao fiercely. If looks could kill, Li Xiao would have been dead by now.

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"Master Xing, if you are unlucky today, don't walk backwards. Look ahead...!" Li Xiao said with a bad smile.

When Master Xing turned around, his head hit the pillar. The hit was so hard that his forehead was red. There was a servant standing next to him, but he didn't dare to laugh even if he wanted to. He put down the flower pot and ran away, escaping from the Moon Gate.

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"You little bastard, I'll beat you to death!" Master Xing was really angry this time. He grabbed an object and hit Li Xiao.

In his desperation, he didn't have time to look at it. What he grabbed was the alien species from the Western Regions that Master Fu Zun had just bought... the cactus!

When he followed Ao Canghai and led three soldiers out of the prison, Li Xiao seemed to still be able to hear Master Xing's screams in his ears. Because when the cactus fell to the ground, it happened to hit Master Xing's foot.

The top of my feet was swollen, and I felt pain even through my socks.

So the job of coming to release the prisoners was changed to Ao Canghai.

The young officer named Mangui in front of him is a general bannerman and can be regarded as a low-level officer in the Ming army.

At first glance, Man Gui is not actually stout, and is not nearly as big as Ao Canghai. He is of medium height, with slightly dark skin. He has a square face, a big nose, big eyes, and a big mouth. He has a Genghis Khan-style mustache.

, the beard on his chin was curled up into a messy mess that looked like steel wool for dishwashing.

However, this guy looked at people with a very fierce look, giving the impression that he was being stared at by a leopard. There would be a trace of panic in his heart, and his heartbeat would speed up involuntarily. At least Li Xiao felt this way.

Li Xiao knew that this was because of his unique temperament developed from years of licking blood with the blade of a knife. It seemed that Brother Mangui had killed many people. At least the smell of blood on his body was much stronger than that of Ao Canghai.

Seeing that the boss was released, all three soldiers rushed forward excitedly. They shouted greetings in Mongolian, and one of them pointed at Li Xiao, indicating to Man Gui that it was Li Xiao who helped get him out. They didn't even have money.

Confiscated!

Li Xiao felt a little ashamed. It was obvious that he had saved the right person and it had nothing to do with him. But at this time, he had no time to refute, so he could only admit it calmly.

"You are so kind to me, little brother, I will remember it in Mangui's mind. If our brothers are of use in the future, I won't hesitate!" Mangui assured Li Xiao, slapping his chest like a King Kong.

"This credit does not belong to me, and this is not the place to talk. If you don't mind, I will eat dumplings at my house tonight. How about you come over and eat dumplings at home?" To Li Xiao's expectation, Man Gui spoke very Chinese.

Okay. It also has some Hebei accent. It doesn’t sound like a Mongolian. It sounds like a Hebei person!

"I also called Da Jinzi and Dunzi. It's okay if a few friends join in. I'll ask Sister Qiao to help you later. You kids can't make so many dumplings. When everyone is here, there will be no dumplings.

It's not appropriate to eat." Ao Canghai is a cheerful person and likes to interact with people in the military.

"I didn't say anything, everyone will be my friend Mangui from now on. We are friends, let's drink together!" Mangui was also so generous that Li Xiao mistakenly thought that he had traveled to Liangshanbo.

On the way home, Mangui insisted on letting his brothers buy a sheep and two jars of good wine. They spent a full five taels of silver. They, the soldiers, were not actually rich. A meal of five taels of silver was not enough for them.

It's a big meal for them.

Li Xiao didn't stop Man Gui, that's what Mongolian men are like. If you stop him, they will think you look down on him.

Sure enough, when I got home, none of the children thought about making dumplings. They were all teasing Xiaobai! Xiaobai stood high on the beam, looking at the humble humans below. The red crest feathers on his head were standing up, as if

The emperor is inspecting his subjects.

Li Xiao scratched his head a little. Just by making dumplings by himself, such a big-bellied man would not exhaust himself to death.

Mongolian men are very agile, especially when killing sheep. With a flash of the knife, the sheep is knocked down. With a flash of the knife again, the sheep turns into sheepskin. With a flash of the knife again, the whole sheep turns into several unrelated parts.

The large pieces were thrown into a large pot and cooked. This Mongolian man's skill in killing sheep was really impressive.

But what about the dumplings? The Mongols know how to kill sheep, but they don’t know how to make dumplings. We can’t have a winter solstice dumpling feast, so let’s make mutton instead. There are so many people, and even one sheep is not enough to eat!

When Li Xiao was worried, he suddenly saw a woman standing at the door. She was in her mid-twenties, not pretty, but she had the unique enthusiasm of Northeastern women!

"Brother Li Xiao, my old Ao said that your family eats dumplings, so he asked me to help with the work."

"Uh...! Sister-in-law!" Li Xiao hesitated for a moment before calling her sister-in-law. There was more than ten years difference between the two of them, so it would not be unfair to call her aunt.

Unexpectedly, the sister-in-law's call made Sister Qiao's heart elated. She stepped forward and snatched the wooden basin from Li Xiao's hand.

"I heard from my old Ao that you are a scholar. How can a scholar do this job? Let my sister-in-law do it. You can just sit and chat! Steamed dumplings? Boiled dumplings?" Sister Qiao quickly started to wash her hands, very afraid of herself.

My hands were not clean and I rubbed them vigorously.

"Steamed...steamed dumplings!" Li Xiao was stunned by the enthusiastic sister Qiao's words.

"Okay! Come on, come on! Let's all go and play, I'll win alone." Sister Qiao said while pushing Li Xiu and the other half-grown children out.

"One person will win, one person will win!" Xiaobai stood on the beam and shouted, causing everyone to look at him.

"Dead bird, shut up!" Li Xiao was so angry that he was looking for something to throw at Xiaobai. Xiaobai fluttered his arms and flew into Xiaoyu's arms. This was the safest haven. No one in the whole yard dared to be rough with Xiaoyu.

Even the owl dare not.

"Hey...! This bird can also speak human language, which scares me!" Sister Qiao stared at the rare thing in Xiaoyu's arms.
Chapter completed!
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