Dinner.

The spring clouds are shrouded in darkness, and there is no setting sun. However, the light lit by the blood-red candles is even more irritating than the setting sun.

The guests were filled with guests, calling and drinking, and the crowd was coming and going.

The bride was covered with a red veil and sat in the chairman, saying nothing, and was lonely and hunched.

She said she had to eat the bowl of his favorite "Eight Treasure Tofu" before she could be admitted to the church. This was originally a ridiculous request, but Li Anzi still made a decision to show his love.

So the two of them sat at the main table, watching the noisy and dinky crowd, and the atmosphere was very subtle.

When the butler of the Liu Mansion invited friends from all over the world, although their attitude was a bit bad, they came after all.

It is always difficult for people to refuse free things, which may be the reason why the head and butler of the Liu Mansion always look down on inferior people.

"Hey, I wish Miss Liu and Hero Li will always be together and have a son soon, hahahaha!"

Someone got drunk and stood up, holding his glass and shouting loudly.

In fact, no one was willing to listen to him, and as his identity, he was not qualified to congratulate the newlyweds. However, his voice was very loud, so loud that the head of the Liu Mansion heard it.

He got drunk and thought he was a big shot, so he stood up and spoke.

The head of the Liu Mansion family swept over the hall with a majestic gaze. When he saw the man who got up, he frowned inadvertently, then put down his chopsticks and stopped picking up food.

He didn't speak because he couldn't say the words of expelling the guests, but fortunately the butler was here, and the butler could understand what he meant.

"Come, please..."

"Hahaha, this guy is drunk, but I think with Lord Liu's great kindness and great virtue, he will definitely not blame him for making loud noises!"

Someone actually asked to help the man. When the guests looked at it, it was the storyteller who had taught in Yuelai Inn.

After Mr. Storyteller said this, the housekeeper had to stop and swallow the prepared words back.

The person who congratulated seemed to be really drunk, and he actually said to the storyteller from afar: "Storyteller, I usually respect you because you spoke wonderfully. But you said the wrong thing today."

"Haha, Lord Liu invited us to come, originally to let us congratulate the wedding. I was talking about congratulations. How could Lord Liu blame me?"

"You're just saying it wrong!"

Everyone turned to look at the speaker, and saw a person walking slowly among the flowers and plants, holding a small bowl in his hand, and white air kept coming out of the bowl.

“Where did I say it wrong?”

Xiaoyun, who walked slowly over, said, "You said it was wrong. Lord Liu didn't want to hear any congratulations you said. He invited you just to let others see how generous, grand and unpretentious the Liu Mansion is."

"hiss......"

As soon as these words were spoken, some people in the venue didn't understand the meaning, but the storyteller had already taken a deep breath.

"He just wants you to think that he doesn't talk about airs, and this is actually his airs. But you really smashed his airs to pieces. If he doesn't blame you, who else will he blame?"

Red table, red lights, red people.

Good dishes and aged wine on the table.

But when this sentence was said, even the smile on Li Anzi's face gradually disappeared.

"What a stingy person? How dare you talk nonsense?!"

Li Anzi couldn't help but scold him.

Xiaoyun, however, held the small bowl without fear and left.

As he walked away, the fragrance that was emitting from the bowl of "Eight Treasures Tofu" in his hand suddenly filled the entire lobby, and a faint fragrance blew out of the hall.

The smell is not strong, but the taste is unique, making people want to take a few deep breaths of air.

Everyone turned their heads, sniffed their noses, looking for the source of the fragrance.

"Did you smell it? It smells so fragrant?"

"That's...that's a bowl of tofu?"

"The aroma is tofu."

“……”

People whispered, their voices getting louder and louder, and even forgot about their embarrassment just now.

Xiaoyun carried the eight-treasure tofu and walked to the main table. Before he could speak, the butler said first: "Why don't you apologize to the head of the family quickly, give yourself ten big mouths, then put the tofu down and get out!"

He had long disliked Xiaoyun, and finally seized a good opportunity, so of course he couldn't let it go.

Xiaoyun walked up to him and slapped him many times. A crisp sound filled the entire lobby.

All the discussions in the hall stopped, silent.

Xiaoyun said calmly: "This is for you to frame me last year."

Before everyone could react, he took off the chair where the butler was sitting.

Bang!

"Ouch!"

The butler sat on the ground, but the sound was not made by him.

But Zhang Jiading. He was also sitting in a seat in the corner, staring at the action of the people on the main table, and was secretly proud of himself, feeling that some of the adults on the main table were finally going to make a fool of themselves.

When Xiaoyun slapped the butler in the face, Zhang Jiading didn't know how happy he was.

But when the chair the housekeeper sat hit him, he was unhappy and only pain was left.

"you......."

The only master in the field, Li Anzi, finally stood up and winked at the other table.

The people sitting on the table were all the brothers of the Hainan Sword Sect. They stood up and immediately drew out the sword!

Clam!

Someone said, "It's not easy to see blood on the wedding day. Let's do this. If you climb around the lobby for ten times, learn to bark a hundred times, and kowtow a thousand times, we will let you go."

Xiaoyun didn't even look at him, but walked to the head of the Liu Mansion.

"This plate of 'Eight Treasure Tofu' is the best dish I've ever made in my life. But I don't plan to let it go to your mouth."

The head of the Liu family was still calm and said, "What are you going to do?"

Xiaoyun said: "I plan to make it into a bowl of 'tofu brain'."

"Tofu brain?"

Xiaoyun nodded, then a bowl of tofu covered Li Anzi's head.

Wow!

Li Anzi didn't react slowly and wanted to hide, but he found that he couldn't hide!

The tofu flowed down, wet, and all kinds of juices poured over Li Anzi.

This scene was so familiar that Li Anzi immediately remembered the feeling of being thrown into feces by a feces named Xiaoyun!

"He is the dung man, hurry up and arrest him!"

"He is the murderer, the murderer who molested the young lady!"

"Catch him quickly! Catch him!"

The housekeeper and Zhang Jiading shouted at the same time.

Xiaoyun was already walking out the door. Li Anzi wanted to climb on his shoulder, but somehow, he suddenly stepped on the tofu on the ground, and inexplicably slid up and fell down a dog to eat shit.

The surrounding Hainan Sword Sect swordsmen all set out their swords, and dozens of sword lights shone with red flames, shining with people's eyes.

Dozens or hundreds of pairs of eyes present were all touched by it!

Their brothers often practiced, and the tacit understanding was naturally extraordinary. A few sword attacks were used to seal Xiaoyun's body.

Ding, ding, ding!

Lightning is too fast to cover up!

Everyone didn't see clearly how Xiaoyun made his hand, and the tips of the sword broke "click, click, click" and half fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned and stared at the chef blankly.

Xiaoyun did not hurt the lives of the swordsmen, but walked out of the lobby.

"From now on, don't ask me to cook anymore. I've almost forgotten."

When he walked out, the guests were still confused and unconscious.

Only one person inexplicably shed tears.

It's Liu Rushui.

Liu Rushui was covered with a red veil, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down her red cheeks.

No one could see her tears.

No one can eat such exquisite and beautiful "Eight Treasure Tofu".
Chapter completed!