Chapter 311 Black Treasure Being Laughed At

I took a bite of the meat skewers, and my mouth was full of fragrance. After tasting it for a while, I nodded slightly.

No wonder he was able to gain a foothold in the imperial capital and become famous. It turned out that he really had a lot of trouble.

The sakura rice flower added by Charcoal King is just right. Not only is it not harmful to the body, it can also refresh the mind.

The other ingredients are all herbs, the combination of poisons and herbs, coupled with the superb fire control, the roasted meat is so good that no one can imitate it.

Long Wu and Zhang Xing looked at each other, nodded, and they started eating confidently.

If the predictions are correct, the Charcoal King should be an expert in poisonous herbs.

But, how could such a person live on the streets and make a living doing this?

Looking at the charcoal grilled king's short and fat Milo Buddha-like smiling face, his clear eyes showed that he must be eighteen or nineteen years old, at least five or six years older than his mature appearance.

After observing for a while, I didn't see anything special, so I ignored it.

"Charcoal Grill King, quickly grill fifty magic deer tenderloins for our second young master!"

Before anyone arrived, the rooster's voice came first.

"Ah! It's the second young master of the Sahir family. Let's go quickly..."

The man eating barbecue next to him threw down a few gold coins and left.

"Sit down, please. Am I a wolf or a tiger that scares you so much?"

Those people sat down again with a flattering smile, lowering their heads and not daring to make a sound.

"The Sahir family?"

It sounded very familiar. Zhang Xing raised his head and looked at the person.

I saw a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with lion eyes, a bull nose, a frog mouth, and two ingot ears standing vertically on both sides of his head.

Let me go, the combination of this damn facial features cannot be described as extremely ugly, it is simply a spawning monster.

Behind the young man were several servants, exuding a fierce aura, all of whom were at least the cultivation level of an intermediate war king.

The second-class countries are indeed different. The war kings are all current people. If they were in the Tianxing Kingdom, they would be enshrined by the major families and their status would be higher than that of the family head.

Sensing the surprised looks from Zhang Xing and the others, the second young master was unhappy.

He knows that he is ugly, and what he hates most is others staring at him.

"Damn it, what are you looking at?"

Look at the most conspicuous black-faced man.

The second young master was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... Look, this kid is darker than the bottom of the pot. I have never seen such a dark person!"

"Haha, yes, Second Young Master, look at the expression on his face, as if someone owes him eight hundred gold coins and refuses to pay back."

"..."

Several people kept burying Hei Bao. When the second young master saw an ugly man, he felt a little comfort in his seriously unbalanced heart.

"Second Young Master, something is wrong. That black boy seems to be laughing at you!"

If you look closely, you can see that it really means something like that, with his mouth wide open and an obvious mockery in his eyes.

"Black boy, you are so ugly and you still laugh at others and don't look in the mirror to see your virtue!"

The second young master opened the folding fan in his hand and showed off twice.

Zhang Xing was speechless for a while, wasn't he talking about himself? Some people just feel good about themselves and always feel that others are not as good as them.

"No no! I didn't laugh at you..."

Hei Bao shook the meat skewers in his hands and took a bite.

"Hmph! I'm sorry you don't dare! You know who I am..."

The second young master was interrupted by Hei Bao before he finished speaking.

"I mean you look like a rat pig in the sewer, haha!"

Zhang Xing's eyes lit up, Hei Bao learned this from me, and the rhythm of his speech was perfect.

Bang!

The second young master kicked over a stool in front of him, his face darkened, and he roared angrily.

"Black boy, if you have the guts, say it again!"

This is a taboo for all nobles, even more unacceptable than calling him ugly.

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