However, Meng Zhao and Zhu'er acted as a poor couple, but they are not qualified to enjoy delicious food.

I only barely took out the money to join the caravan and rushed to Nan'an County City. Where did I get the spare money to eat and drink? Are you not afraid of arousing doubts?

Therefore, Meng Zhao just asked Zhu'er to sit in a donkey cart covered with straw. He went to the tavern and spent a few coins, ordered three big cakes and a pot of water, which was considered as lunch for two people.

Zhu'er watched as she handed it to her. Although it was emitting heat, she could not hide the hard and hard cake. She stared at Meng Zhao with a pair of beautiful big eyes that had not been changed by disguise and stared at Meng Zhao in resentment, as if she was questioning with her eyes.

"You just let me eat this?"

Although Zhu'er is a maid, she has been with Tan Caier since she was a child. All the food, living, and using are high-quality and top-quality. Even if she is stronger than some powerful families, she is only stronger. She has never eaten such shabby food?

It would be fine if it was a staple food and side dish, but the result was a big cake with clear water. It was an unprecedented torture for her spoiled body.

Although Meng Zhao understood Zhu'er's dissatisfaction and questioning, he did not intend to explain anything. After all, there were many people scattered around to rest and were reluctant to go to the tavern to spend, and said with a slightly gentle smile.

"Since you are not hungry, keep it first, and wait for when you are hungry and when will you eat."

As he said that, Meng Zhao sat back on the donkey cart, faced the winter sun, and bit off a piece of cake in one bite, and ate it with relish. The taste was indeed not very good, but it was better to satisfy hunger.

Zhu'er looked at Meng Zhao in a little surprised, as if it was hard to understand that such a guy with a good background and rich family could adapt to such rough food so much, and he looked like a poor man who was mingled with the bottom.

But not long after, Zhu'er laughed.

The bearded man was holding a yellow kraft paper bag in his hand and walked towards them with great strides. Before he could get closer, he could smell a strong fragrance.

"Ergouzi, for the adult man to eat this kind of rough food can only satisfy his hunger, but it will ruin his body. Your body is good, but you can't lose your own body."

The bearded man was really good at Jiang Ergou, who pretended to be Meng Zhao. He specially bought cooked food from the tavern to deliver it, which was considered to be a careful consideration.

Meng Zhao was about to refuse, but unexpectedly, Zhu'er was shameless and smiled and reached out to take it. Because he couldn't speak, he could only open his mouth and exhale to express his gratitude.

The bearded man looked at the ugly fat country woman who was pretending to be a dissatisfied person, but he didn't say anything. He just nodded at Meng Zhao and returned to the tavern to continue drinking.

Zhu'er, however, didn't care that she was despised and quickly opened the kraft paper with her hands. She saw that there was about one pound of cut beef with bright red sauce, and a roasted crispy and tempting roast chicken.

Zhu'er was not polite either. She grabbed a piece of beef and started biting it. After eating several pieces, she remembered something. She pushed the kraft paper to Meng Zhao with some heartache. It was obvious that although the little girl protected her food, she also knew the importance of it.

Meng Zhao was not polite either. He was not a masochist. If he could eat well, he would not lose his mouth and stomach. He also ate so much that he was full of oil.

When Zhu'er was still not paying attention, he took out his characteristic pills and fed them to the young dragon wrapped around his waist.

Fortunately, he has a far-sighted vision and has improved the feeding work of the young dragon in the morning, which ensures that the growth and development of the young dragon will not be affected. Otherwise, there will be many crises around it, and it will be difficult to ensure that the existence of the young dragon will not be discovered.

And just as he and Zhu'er were having a feast, a large group of people came from outside the tavern.

I saw these guys all had a tall horse, holding weapons, and were covered in ferocious and evil. They were embarrassed to look up without scars on their faces. They were the kind of people who could scare children by just a glance. They were definitely evil.

The man in the lead was extremely fierce, eight feet and five inches tall, carrying a thick golden ring machete in his hand, and his arms were bulging, as if he had a thousand pounds of force.

With his beard and chaotic hair, he looked like a brave man.

The second person next to him is a bit different, or rather, it is somewhat out of place with the temperament of the entire team.

He has handsome facial features, even a little feminine, fair skin, and wearing a silk scarf, like a scholar who is well-read in poetry and books. When he runs into a bandit, he is like a mountain deer mixed in a group of wolves. In short, it is not very suitable.

Zhu'er was already full of oil in her mouth, but when she saw this white-faced scholar, her body trembled.

The body that looked round because of the cotton coat and the jewelry stuffed inside was trembling. It leaned against Meng Zhao without any trace, and at the same time lowered its head, doing its best to reduce its presence.

Meng Zhao knew that Qian Jiao would attack him, but he never felt relieved. He immediately noticed something wrong with Zhu'er, and felt a move in his heart. He guessed that Zhu'er might know him, a master sent by Qian Jiao.

Fortunately, although Zhu'er's performance was exaggerated, it was not surprising in the entire environment, because all the people in the caravan resting outside had a similar reaction when they saw this group of fierce men who suddenly arrived, and they were all afraid of death.

If you are not afraid, you can't do it. If you don't have to fight, you will know that this group of people is definitely not a good person. You probably have done more than once to rob a house. You may have targeted the goods from their caravan.

At present, those who can compete with this group of people are all in the tavern. There are a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people who have no power to fight back at all, so they don’t dare to breathe. There is a timid person who was originally standing under a tree and sucked, but was shocked and smelled all over his body.

Although Meng Zhao was a little worried, he was not afraid.

Not to mention that he is disguised now, the other party may not recognize him. Even if he recognizes him, he will not be his opponent. The only thing he is afraid of is that Qian Jiao is also nearby. If he attracts the elder of the Demon Lord Hall, he may be in a panic and may not be able to escape.

Therefore, on the prudence, his performance was no different from Zhu'er and the cowardly people around him. He tightened his head, hugged Zhu'er, and pretended to be very scared.

The guy with handsome facial features and a feminine face, and looked like a scholar, had eyeliners on the corners of his eyes. He was quite evil and glanced at the group of people quietly and lost interest.

How could Meng Zhao hide in a group of ants who are not allowed to go to the table and can be killed by just a little bit?

Therefore, he quickly turned his attention and said something to the bearded man holding a thick golden ring machete. The group dismounted very neatly, and even without looking at the caravan that was so scared that he walked towards the tavern with arrogant and arrogant steps.
Chapter completed!