usatvline Chapter 248 A piece of fat meat delivered right to one's mouth
Chapter 248 A piece of fat meat delivered right to one's mouth
After Cheng Feng and Barig put their things away, the group went downstairs to get something to eat.
Sitting around another table in the living room, the proprietress told us about some of the food they could offer.
Cheng Feng gave the choice to the women. He lived a rather rough life and wasn't particular about food.
After the women had ordered their food efficiently, the proprietress said goodbye and left.
After the landlady left, Huo Ling immediately leaned close to Cheng Feng and whispered:
"Master, be honest, have you been here before?"
Cheng Feng looked at Huo Ling in surprise:
Where did you get that conclusion?
Huo Ling said with a forced smile:
"Someone just confessed without being asked: the charming and alluring proprietress of Longmen Inn."
"Go away, it's all just a coincidence. If you keep slandering me, I'll deal with you tonight!"
After Cheng Feng made some threats, Huo Ling reluctantly sat back down in her original seat. It's no wonder she was suspicious.
The main reason is that Cheng Feng has too much on her mind, and she doesn't want any more people to join the family.
More than half an hour later, the people at the next table had finished eating and gone upstairs to rest before Cheng Feng and his group's food was served.
Unsurprisingly, the vegetables here are almost as valuable as gold, and the dishes served are mostly various meats and noodles.
After Cheng Feng and the others filled their stomachs, they went back to their rooms to rest for a while, and only went out in the evening when the temperature outside dropped.
In the backyard of the inn, Cheng Feng took a flask of milk wine he had brought from the camel, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.
Just as I was about to leave, I saw the innkeeper's wife walking over from around the corner.
"I was wondering why there were only those beauties in the front yard. Why did you, the protector of flowers, come here all by yourself?"
The proprietress exudes charm with every smile and gesture; perhaps this is what is meant by a born vixen?
Cheng Feng thought for a moment, then shook the wine jug in his hand and said:
"Here to pick this up. Isn't the proprietress in the shop greeting customers? Is she just relaxing here?"
As he spoke, Cheng Feng took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it.
Wisps of smoke drifted in the wind to the proprietress.
At this moment, the proprietress walked over to Cheng Feng and leaned against the pillar of the camel shed with him.
Then he raised one hand and separated his index and middle fingers, saying:
"Sir, could I have a cigarette?"
Cheng Feng chuckled lightly, then took out a cigarette and placed it in the proprietress's hand.
"Thank you!"
After thanking her, the proprietress turned to look at Cheng Feng, then put a cigarette in her mouth and slowly leaned towards him.
Cheng Feng remained expressionless and asked:
"Madam, I have a lighter here."
As he spoke, he raised the hand holding the lighter and placed it between the two of them.
The proprietress straightened up helplessly, took out a cigarette with a resentful expression, and said:
"I thought the guest was a womanizer, but I didn't expect him to be so clueless about romance!"
Cheng Feng lit the lighter Yang Xueli had given him and handed it to the proprietress, saying:
"The landlady has a prejudice against me. I'm actually a very affectionate person, not some playboy."
The proprietress glanced at Cheng Feng, then bent down and lit a cigarette.
She took a deep breath and exhaled wisps of smoke, her pretty face enveloped in white, wispy smoke.
This left Cheng Feng, who was standing to the side, feeling like he was looking at flowers through a fog.
"It's impolite for a guest to look at a young lady like that!"
The proprietress squinted and smiled, teasingly.
Cheng Feng was no naive young man; he had tried all sorts of tricks before.
Therefore, their gazes not only didn't dodge, but became even more aggressive.
"How many times has the landlady encountered such stares while running an inn in this desert?"
Cheng Feng spoke in a calm tone, as if chatting with a friend.
The proprietress rolled her eyes at Cheng Feng, her voice tinged with more melancholy than before:
"Yes, it's not easy for a woman like me to survive here. There are always some people with bad intentions."
So I've always wanted to find a man, someone to rely on.
Cheng Feng looked surprised and somewhat puzzled, but his heart remained as calm as a deep pool.
The proprietress was practically throwing her charms at the world; the only reason she hadn't called her out was to see which side the proprietress belonged to.
It has absolutely nothing to do with her being pretty.
"I wonder what kind of person the boss is looking for? I know some nice young men, maybe there's someone suitable!"
As soon as Cheng Feng finished speaking, the proprietress loosened her grip, and the cigarette she had just taken two puffs of fell to the ground.
Cheng Feng felt sorry for her. What a terrible habit this woman had. If she didn't like smoking, she shouldn't smoke. It was a waste of his cigarette.
While Cheng Feng was feeling bad about wasting cigarettes, the proprietress moved closer to him, facing him directly.
"I think you're perfect for the job, and you're the only one who's right for me!"
As she spoke, the proprietress looked directly into Cheng Feng's eyes, her gaze alluring.
Cheng Feng's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he was about to speak when the proprietress turned around, her hair brushing against his cheek.
A faint fragrance lingered in Cheng Feng's nose and mouth.
"interesting."
Cheng Feng watched the proprietress's departing figure, while the granary, which looked like it could produce a son, swayed from side to side.
It's so bright it makes my eyes dizzy.
Just as the proprietress reached the corner, she suddenly stopped, then turned halfway to look at Cheng Feng and said:
"My room is at the very back on the second floor. I'll leave the door open for you tonight."
After saying that, she walked out of the backyard.
Cheng Feng leaned back and silently smoked, admitting he found it somewhat intriguing.
This was a completely new version he had never experienced before; Chen Wenjin's seduction was very subtle.
Huo Ling's pursuit was subtle, while Yang Xueli's was mutual.
The proprietress, on the other hand, was completely straightforward; the two had known each other for less than half a day.
They directly extended an invitation to cultivate the land.
"If she is a member of the Wang family, what is her purpose? To send a carefully cultivated beauty to influence my stance?"
They're still trying to set me up and use me...
Although Cheng Feng hadn't confirmed it, he was almost certain that this woman was from the Wang family.
It should be noted that the Wang family had been stationed in Gutongjing for over a century, and they continued to monitor Gutongjing until modern times.
This inn has a long history and may have been an outpost of the Wang family a long time ago.
This woman was making it clear to him that this was a honey trap, a calculated scheme.
It all depends on whether Cheng Feng eats the meat that's been offered to him. It's not that Cheng Feng is afraid there's a hook in the meat.
The Wang family currently cannot create a fishhook capable of catching this prehistoric giant crocodile.
Cheng Feng just wanted to confirm the Wang family's attitude. If they really wanted to use him, Cheng Feng might have to go to more trouble.
I went and resolved this minor problem.
After the cigarette butt burned out, Cheng Feng extinguished it and threw it into the imaginary space.
He's a model citizen; he wouldn't litter cigarette butts.
After mentally condemning the landlady's wastefulness and lack of hygiene once again, Cheng Feng finally left the backyard.
The women were sitting at a table in the hall, waiting for dinner to be served.
When Cheng Feng returned from outside, Huo Ling asked him what he had been doing.
Cheng Feng simply said he went to smoke, and the faint smell of smoke on his body was good proof.
"I saw the proprietress go out earlier, did you guys run into her?"
At this moment, Yang Xueli, who was standing next to her, said something seemingly casually.
Immediately, two or three pairs of eyes secretly converged on Cheng Feng's face, like hunting dogs that had smelled danger.
"Oh, I did bump into someone. This place isn't that big; you can easily bump into someone's head just by turning around. It's not unusual to run into someone like that!"
Cheng Feng said calmly.