What made Shiwu feel like was the other party’s words, “The chicken is the fastest these days.”

Everyone knows that foxes love to eat chicken. Although he likes it as long as it tastes delicious, he knows that its favorite thing is chicken, and various ways to cook chicken.

In the past, when I was at Hanjiang Academy, in order to let Shi Si study hard and complete the homework left by the Master, Shi Wu often used chicken legs to tempt Shi Si and let him work hard.

I don’t know if this is a coincidence, but this clue must be found to the end, and it is likely that it has something to do with the Fourteenth.

While chopping wood, he monitored the movements in the kitchen. He found that there was a special place for making chicken dishes, at the corner of the kitchen, several stoves, and several honest chefs. They were different from other chefs. They kept talking and stood there to cook more often.

After waiting for almost an hour, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper came over with a few maids, and they walked directly to the master who made chicken.

The housekeeper asked: "Are the dishes I made ready?"

A master nodded and replied: "All are all right..."

So the maids quickly put all the dishes on the plate and quickly left the kitchen with the butler.

Fifteen axes were thrown up and followed quietly...

Those people walked very quickly, without any dust, and their upper bodies were still moving when they walked. It was obvious that the steps under their feet should have been practiced.

They came all the way to the largest courtyard in Fan Mansion, which is Dexiang Garden where Mr. Fan lives.

The housekeeper walked up first, knocked on the door, and said respectfully: "Master, all the dishes you want have been prepared."

A male voice full of energy came from the room, "Well, bring it in."

The housekeeper quickly pushed open the door and waved his hand to let several maids come into the room.

Fifteen invisible flashed in immediately.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Mr. Fan sitting at the desk. He looked much better than Shiwu imagined. He had white face and beards and eyes, and it seemed that he had a bit of righteousness.

The maids respectfully put down all the dishes in the tray.

After Mr. Fan waited for them to put them down, he waved his hand: "Go down."

The housekeeper quickly left with the people.

The door was closed, and Mr. Fan's expression was no different from before. After a while, after the butler and the others walked away, he immediately stood up, quickly walked to the table, touched the temperature, and then took out a food box from the box and packed all the dishes in food boxes.

His behavior made Shiwu start to doubt that this guy's movements were very strange. He did not eat the food he ordered, but pretended, and seemed to be giving it to someone else, and even the butler didn't let him know.

Fifteen was excited. Could this be given to Fourteen?

His eyes followed Mr. Fan tightly. He picked up the food box, came to the bookshelf, and twitched a roll of bamboo slips inside.

With a creaking sound, the bookshelf began to slowly move toward the side, and finally a rectangular stone door appeared on the wall behind the bookshelf.

Mr. Fan quickly flashed in, and Fifteen followed and quickly went in...
Chapter completed!