One egg and two steamed buns, four side dishes and a pot of porridge.

Zhu Gaochi looked at this little bit of clear soup and little water, and he was almost dead.

"Get me a roast chicken."

"Nope!"

"Where's the roast pigeons?"

"Neither!"

"It's always okay to bake a quail, right?" Zhu Gaochi said in despair: "Anyway, let me see a little meat!" ”

At this time, Zhu Yunwen walked over, holding a vole in his hand, and said with a smile: "How is it?" Eat this, right? ”

Zhu Yunwen smiled, full of temptation: "This is also meat, and it was grown up eating grain, it is very delicious." As long as it is roasted crispy and squeaky, it tastes like mutton. ”

Zhu Gaochi was suddenly very nauseous and wanted to vomit, not only did he not want to eat rat meat, but he didn't even have the heart to mutton.

He hurriedly stuffed all the things on the table into his stomach, which was not even thirty percent full, and the next meal would take three hours, how could he boil it!

"Zhu Gaochi, have you heard of Yi Zi and eaten?" Zhu Yunwen approached him and sneered: "Actually, it's good luck to have rat meat." ”

Zhu Gaochi glanced at him, full of disdain: "It seems that you have seen a lot of people's suffering in the past three years?" You can all come to teach me a lesson, but don't forget, the suffering of these ordinary people is caused by you! Zhu Gaochi retorted unceremoniously.

"Zhu Gaochi, you don't have the kindness you had when you were a child!"

"That's what you forced me to do." Zhu Gaochi said unceremoniously: "Since very early times, I have looked down on you, hypocritical, contrived, disgusting!" You haven't learned anything about your uncle's generosity, you're a disgusting liar. ”

Zhu Yunwen smiled calmly, not caring at all, and when Zhu Gaochi had vented enough, he sneered: "Brother Xian, it's time for you to go swimming!" ”

"You!" Zhu Gao glared at him viciously.

"Okay, since you look down on me so much, you shouldn't follow my old path, so ...... You have to lose weight, you can't even control your appetite, why should you be a saint? Say it? ”

"You!" Zhu Gaochi was choked speechless for a long time, and finally could only grit his teeth and say: "Zhu Yunwen, your dog's life is in my hands, and when I lose weight, I will drown you in this swimming pool!" ”

Zhu Yunwen smiled happily, "That's great, I'm waiting for the day when you drown me." But before you drown me, you can get me into the water! ”

……

Zhu Gaochi completely fell into the hands of his stepmother. Zhu Yunwen doesn't need any tricks, just ask Zhu Gaochi, do you want to be the second king of the dead country?

Zhu Gaochi was speechless by him, losing weight is by no means a fun experience.

Eat less than one-third a day, but the amount of exercise has to increase several times, all relying on the fat in the body to maintain, to put it bluntly, is digesting yourself.

The taste of scratching his heart and liver made Zhu Gaochi crazy, he was made like a dog every day, and he fell asleep on the bed, but in the middle of the night, he was woken up by the pain in his stomach.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he gulped down water, and after pouring a stomach full of water, he had to go to the toilet frequently, and in the middle of tossing, the chicken crowed again.

Zhu Yunwen pushed open the door on time, and the morning exercise of getting up early began again.

Lose your marbles!

Completely insane!

Zhu Gaochi swore that he would never let Zhu Yunwen have a good end.

"You wait, don't let you live or die, I'll write your name upside down!"

The two of them were still more energetic, and after half a month, Liu Chun suddenly came. He looked at Zhu Gaochi with a smile and exclaimed: "Not bad, it has only been effective in half a month." ”

Zhu Gaochi gritted his teeth viciously, "Half a month!" Master, I thought it had been half a year! Do you know what kind of life I am living now, I am willing to die! ”

Liu Chun waved his hand, interrupting the big fat man's madness.

"Alright, you're not a child anymore, there are more terrible things in this world than death. Let's go, today Master will take you to see the excitement. ”

"Lively?" Zhu Gaochi was locked up in the camp, and the whole person was isolated from the world, "What's so lively?" ”

"Of course, it's a human resources exchange meeting."

Zhu Gaochi's brows furrowed, and he thought hard for a long time, "Master, you can't be selling people, right?" ”

"Vulgar! You're so vulgar! ”

Liu Chun couldn't help but reproach: "Some people need to fill their stomachs, some people need labor, you and I are willing, let's just mediate in the middle and earn some intermediary fees, how can this be regarded as selling?" It's a shame that Master has taught you for so long, why don't you grow? ”

Zhu Gao's face was black, he was really a master, he didn't blush when he lied, he really couldn't compare.

Go and go, as long as you can get rid of Zhu Yunwen temporarily.

Zhu Gao followed Liu Chun out and got into the carriage.

When he got to the car, he rummaged around.

Yoo Chun has a habit of carrying snacks, pastries, and sweets in his car. As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Gaochi's saliva secreted wildly.

He rummaged through it for a long time, and finally found a large wooden box, heavy, with good things, and his eyes were glowing.

Liu Chun closed his eyes beside him and was silent.

In the next second, Zhu Gaochi's wail came out.

"Master, you are too insidious!"

Zhu Gaochi almost cried to death, what kind of thing is this? A box full of hawthorns, all red, like small lanterns. It's just that no matter how beautiful this thing is, it's useless!

Liu Chun finally said slowly: "I want to make some hawthorn slices to eat, and I have eaten too many things recently, especially your father, who knows that I am alone at home, and has given me a lot of food, and it is all the craftsmanship of the imperial chef...... Tell me, listen, there are steamed lambs, steamed bear's paws, steamed ......."

"Enough!"

Zhu Gaochi erupted, "Master, you can't bully the fat man like this, you're too much!" ”

Zhu Gaochi's mouth was full of saliva, it was torture! He needed something so badly to fill his stomach...... If you don't gnaw the belt, this thing is cowhide.

But it's a shame to think about seeing so many people without belts in a moment. With tears in his eyes, he grabbed the mountain reds one by one, and stuffed them into his mouth while reading: "Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed ......"

When I got off the bus, I happened to read the plate duck tube chicken!

Zhu Gaochi's mouth was full of sourness, and he felt that he had become an old vinegar jar.

"Be mental, the big drama is about to begin."

Zhu Gaochi was helpless, so he could only hold his chest and follow Liu Chun to the private room on the third floor.

Not to mention, because Beiping is an overall plan, it is more convenient than Yingtian, this piece happens to be a specially built royal auction hall, and there is no need to borrow a restaurant to do things like when Yingtian.

This auction hall is really exquisite, on both sides of the aisle, there are special shelves with drinks and delicate snacks.

Zhu Gaochi also saw two newly roasted fat sheep, and all the guests who came to participate could take food at will. Anyway, the people who come here don't care about this thing, too much food is left on the table and no one moves.

Zhu Gaochi's mouth secreted saliva crazily, the hall is like this, and the private room is even better.

Is this to take me out to satisfy my cravings?

Zhu Gaochi suddenly felt that he had misunderstood his master in the past, and that his master was still very good to him.

Zhu Gao followed Liu Chun into the private room.

A wide table, elegant furnishings, on the table of the Eight Immortals, a huge fruit plate, which is full of Dengdeng, a large number of bright red - hawthorn!

Lose your marbles!

Zhu Gaochi is really crazy, he opens his teeth and claws, and he can't wait to bite Liu Chun, how can you be such a master, you are too much!

"Your Highness, image!"

Reprimanded by Liu Chun, Zhu Gaochi was listless, sat on the Taishi chair, and Yu Xin worked hard outside to explain, and merchants from all walks of life competed for bids, and the competition was fierce.

But these Zhu Gaochi are not interested, he really can't wait to rush down, grab all the food, fill his stomach first, nothing else matters.

Even how much money was sold in the end, Zhu Gaochi was not interested.

It was at this time that the finale of the whole auction came.

From the Mongol Khan Atai, the Taishi Arutai and below, hundreds of Tatar leaders were brought out.

The group of people were either panicked or depressed, and one by one, their eyes were glazed, their clothes were ragged, and their steps were hobbled, and they finally reached the middle of the auction hall.

After a brief silence, there was a sudden burst of discussion.

People laughed and cursed, is this the Mongolian Khan? It turned out to be a milky little hairy child!

Also, that Arutai, isn't someone boasting about how good he is? How can he become a prisoner of the stairs, what a waste!

They talk and judge. As for the leaders of these Tatar tribes, they all had red faces and were ashamed of themselves.

Khan Atai was so frightened that he began to cry.

The more he cried, the more laughter erupted.

Finally, from among the group, an old voice came out, shouting angrily: "Your Majesty, don't cry! You have the blood of the Golden Family in your veins! You are the Great Khan of Mongolia, blessed by the heavens, no matter what, you are not allowed to cry! ”

The person who shouted angrily was none other than Atai's uncle Bafutu.

The old man tried to rush to Atai, but he was chained to a rope and was with the others, like a string of grasshoppers.

Bafutu is completely angry, just a rope, can't tie the eagle in the sky!

He is not the bastard of Arutai, he still wants to surrender to the Ming people, he is simply a shame for Mongolia.

The old man's arms were strong, and his thick arms were like the roots of a vigorous old pine tree, and the green veins on his neck bulged, and he rushed forward violently, as fierce as an old bull, and the ropes that bound his arms were broken, and the other Mongolian nobles were brought down in large pieces, including Arutai.

"Do you want to die, old madman?"

Arutai cursed in his heart, Bafutu's eyes were red, and he suddenly rushed towards those merchants.

"Mongol warriors are not livestock, you all deserve to die!"

He shouted and pounced, and in an instant, the brocade guards on both sides rushed up, and the embroidered spring knife stabbed into Bafutu's body, and blood gushed out along the wound...... This old circle opened his eyes angrily, and his body slowly fell!

Zhu Gaochi, who had always had little interest, suddenly rushed to the door, shocked, and muttered: "Is this the person who died in the country?" ”

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