Zhu Juntang came out after changing her clothes. Her wet hair hung loosely on both sides of her slim waist, swaying as she walked.
Even after the most embarrassing moment, Zhu Juntang had regained the elegance and calmness of a young girl. With her head held high, her face revealed the unique arrogant and charming smile of the Third Young Miss.
"I forgive your rashness," Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Changan and said, "There will always be people who indulge those who are proud of their talents. That year, Prince Yan Dan was able to endure being stabbed three times by Jing Ke. That was how he was able to subdue Jing Ke and make Jing Ke willing to risk his life to assassinate Emperor Qin. I won't take a mere Wild Goose Falling Style to heart. "
"Jing Ke assassinated Qin Wang Zheng. Six years later, Ying Zheng became the emperor. Also, where did you hear that Jing Ke first stabbed Prince Yan Dan three times? "Liu Changan looked at Zhu Juntang in disbelief.
"I've read a lot of books, and there must be one that says so. Could it be that I invented history?" Zhu Juntang casually picked up a book from the shelf and flipped it open. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and her eyes revealed a thoughtful expression. Her fingers gently pinched the pages of the book, and then she absentmindedly raised her head to look at Zhong Qing. It was as if her whole person was exuding a fresh and pure aura, and that adorable ignorance.
Zhong Qing quickly seized this beautiful and adorable moment to take a photo of Zhu Juntang. Then he turned the phone screen and showed the photo to Zhu Juntang.
Zhu Juntang nodded in satisfaction and said, "Use that pink filter to fix it … send it to me later."
After taking the photo, Zhu Juntang threw the book aside. Liu Changan took a look at the prop. It was a book called "Shuo Wen Jie Zi".
"When I walked in, I saw that you have a lot of books, and you even have a huge library …" Liu Changan had some doubts about the purpose of her library from the way Jing Ke had stabbed Prince Dan three times.
"I like reading." Zhu Juntang's smile was calm and proper.
"Then you should read more books." Liu Changan prepared to leave.
"Wait."
Of course, Zhu Juntang didn't intend to let Liu Changan go so easily. After dismissing Zhong Qing and the servants, she put her hands behind her back and pressed them against her hips. She looked at Liu Changan with hidden vigilance and bit her lips.
"I heard everything you said to Zhongqing. What you said makes sense, but you also kicked me, so we're even. "
Liu Changan nodded. He was a reasonable person, as long as the other party was reasonable with him.
"Zhuge Liang visited the thatched cottage three times … No, Liu Bei visited the thatched cottage three times to express his sincerity. In fact, Zhuge Liang had long wanted to follow Liu Bei in robbing houses." Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Changan with bright eyes. "I, the Third Young Miss, am also thirsty for talent. As long as you are willing to work for me, I can help you keep your secret and give you endless wealth and many, many women."
Everyone had desires, and they all wanted to satisfy their desires. Zhu Juntang had no doubt about this. Even though she had just been kicked into the swimming pool by Liu Changan, she wouldn't be swayed by it.
"You are also a woman." Liu Changan looked at Zhu Juntang meaningfully.
Zhu Juntang had always thought that she was a very ambitious girl. In order to realize her ambition, it was okay to sacrifice a little of her pride and compromise.
Therefore, Zhu Juntang's eyes were filled with shyness. She bit her lips, and after a short hesitation, she closed her eyes with some hidden bitterness and determination. She took a deep breath and pulled up the hem of her skirt. When she was about to take it off, she couldn't give up her reserved and shyly insisted, "Turn around first."
Liu Changan turned around according to her words.
Zhu Juntang's eyes widened, and her expression changed. She slowly took a few steps back, held her breath, and jumped up quickly to kick Liu Changan's butt!
This was called giving him a taste of his own medicine! Zhu Juntang sneered in her heart. Men were vulgar after all. They were so lustful that they even dared to blaspheme fairies. Then he must pay the price for blaspheming fairies!
Liu Changan turned sideways at the right time, and then he saw Zhu Juntang's expression change. She screamed and kicked the air, waving her hands and feet as she landed on the ground. She rushed forward a few steps to stabilize herself, but she failed and fell to the ground with a plop.
Liu Changan looked at her expressionlessly. What a stupid woman.
Zhu Juntang lay on the ground motionlessly. She couldn't accept the reality. It had been less than an hour since the last time she was in such a sorry state, but she was once again in an unprecedented sorry state. In the life of the Third Young Miss, humiliation came again and again. Infinite grievances surged in her heart, and it immediately made Zhu Juntang's tears flow down.
At this time, Liu Changan walked over. Zhu Juntang made up her mind. No matter if he took the initiative to pull her up, apologize, or coax her, she would never forgive him! But she couldn't do it again, unless he agreed to be her subordinate.
Liu Changan walked past Zhu Juntang, walked out, entered the elevator, and went downstairs.
Zhu Juntang lay on the ground for a long time, but she didn't wait for Liu Changan to turn around and pull her up. She finally realized that Liu Changan had actually left directly!
"Zhongqing! Zhong … Qing! "
Zhu Juntang's voice echoed with infinite grievances.
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Liu Changan went downstairs and returned to the construction site. He found the dead dog and heaved a sigh of relief. He had been worried that the dead dog had been picked up by someone while he was upstairs.
He looked up at the top of his head. The lights on the outer wall of Baolong Center were still bright, bright like the glowing jade pillars inside. There was a … little fairy living on the roof.
Liu Changan smiled. He wasn't worried that Zhu Juntang would reveal his secret. The longer one lived, the more powerful he would be. He wouldn't have to be overly cautious, but he naturally wouldn't be so easily threatened.
Other than him, there were no other patrollers. Liu Changan didn't care that Fan Jian had asked him to keep watch at night. In fact, it was Zhongqing's instruction. He continued to walk around the construction site obediently.
The soil emitted a faint fishy smell. There was always a mixed smell of dust, paint, and slurry on the construction site. Liu Changan saw a truck parked too close to the edge of the pit. He walked over and tried to push it a little further.
There was no problem. It was very strong.
The night passed. Zhu Juntang didn't send Zhongqing to look for Liu Changan again. At dawn, Liu Changan carried the dead dog back home.
The parasol leaves on the ground seemed to have traveled through several months of autumn and arrived at the beginning of summer. It was bleak. Liu Changan stood under the tree with the dead dog on his shoulder. He turned his head to look at the van in front of him.
After hesitating for a while, Liu Changan swept all the parasol leaves together. He picked up a pile of bricks and stones to surround it. He piled some of the particularly dry parasol leaves inside and set them on fire. He stabbed the dead dog with a long wooden stick and began to burn its hair on the fire.
The fire was raging, and the dog's hair gave off an unpleasant smell. Fortunately, Rottweiler's body hair was short, so it was clean after a while. Liu Changan chopped off the dog's head with a knife, carried it in a large basin, and put it in the van. Seeing that the bronze coffin didn't move for a long time, he closed the door of the van.
The next thing was to cut the dead dog's belly open. After the dog's skin was burned, the internal organs were in a slightly cooked state, which was easy to clean. Liu Changan kept the dog's liver for himself. There were eight delicacies in the palace cuisine of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. The liver of the eight delicacies was made of dog liver, which was the most authentic method.
Some people used pig liver, goose liver, duck liver, and so on. The uniform method of liver was to wrap the liver in oil between the intestines and roast it. It tasted very good.
Other organs were cleaned and kept. Liu Changan did not intend to make dog meat hot pot or braised dog meat common in Junsha. These organs were the most suitable raw materials to make dog meat sauce.
He kept some for himself, and the rest of the dog meat was put on a wooden shelf in front of Liu Changan's house, waiting for the neighbors to sell it.
"Brother Changan, did you kill a piglet?" The little girl brought soy milk and looked at Liu Changan curiously.
"This is a dog." Liu Changan took the soy milk and drank it. The little girl's name was Zhou Dongdong. She and her mother, Zhou Shuling, rented the house upstairs where Liu Changan lived.
"How can you kill a dog!" Zhou Dongdong suddenly pouted, and then her tears came out little by little, and she began to sob, "How can you kill a dog …"
"Why can you kill a piglet, but not a dog?"
Zhou Dongdong wiped her eyes, bit her finger, and was stunned. She couldn't find a reason, and then cried: "How can you kill a dog …"
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