If I Don’t Die Soon, I’ll Really Become Invincible!

Ye Ning didn't know that the fact that he came to the Overwatch Council for three consecutive days was actually being watched by others.

A voice came from a restaurant not far from the Overwatch Council.

"The Censor has been coming to the yamen for three consecutive days."

The speaker was a fat middle-aged man with greasy cheeks, dark skin like the bottom of a pot, and a thick beard around his chin. The most terrifying thing was that he had a hideous scar from his forehead to the back of his ear. .

This honor is definitely ugly.

When timid people see him, they are afraid that they will detour.

At this moment, he was holding a wine glass, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes that seemed to be drunk.

"What? I'm moved? I think this adult is someone who can do things? Awakened your old bull's fighting spirit again?"

A Yin & Yang strange voice sounded.

But it was a thin and strange old man. He was wearing a black jacket, and the buttons were unbuttoned, revealing two thin and thin ribs.

Beside him, there was a black box, and one of his hands instinctively pressed on the box.

He opened his mouth, revealing a large yellow tooth with two lame front teeth.

"I just heard... This Lord Ye has an excellent reputation."

The ugly Fatty known as "Old Cow" looked hesitant.

"What's the use of having a good reputation? It's not your first day in the officialdom, and you haven't seen an official with a good reputation?" The strange old man sneered and said, "It's just that Jin Yu was defeated by others. It is a person with a good reputation, and the more evil he starts."

"Even if you take 10,000 steps back, this Lord Ye is really a person who can do practical things, so what's the use?"

"After entering the Overwatch Council, the final result is just like us, becoming a crippled person!"

In the end, there was a strong resentment in his words.

This grievance seemed to condense into substance, causing everyone in the room to stop moving.

There are different colors in their eyes, some numbness, some pain, some anger, some resentment.

"This world has long since been saved. Those of us who have been forgotten by people can just wait to die in the Overwatch Council!"

A burly man smiled miserably, raised his neck and poured a jug of wine before burping.

"Don't say what Lord Ye, even if the emperor Daddy is here, don't expect Daddy to work for him, kill me if you have the ability, anyway, Daddy doesn't want to live for a long time!"

Pfft!

After saying this, he fell off his chair.

But was utterly drunk.

"Look at the old cow, this is the first arrester in Jiangnan who was famous all over the world in the past, how beautiful? Let's look at the present..."

The strange old man smiled and said.

"We people, Da Zhou has no place for us, we should get moldy in the Overwatch Council, stink, and then die, and then no one will know until we die, accept our fate!"

The old cow sighed.

He closed his eyes in pain and drank suffocating wine alone.

The glimmer of hope that had just been ignited has been extinguished by his own colleagues.

The world is so dark, there is no room for a ray of light.

That's it.

So be it.

...

I'm a member of the Secret Service.

Disguised as a mute, under the pseudonym Xuanxuan, he infiltrated Ye Ning's mansion.

Before I came, the steward told me that this Lord Ye was different and asked me to pay more attention when getting along with him.

I don't care.

But now I see that I was wrong, this grown-up is really weird, I have absolutely no idea what he's doing.

The little mute stared blankly at Ye Ning who was busy in the kitchen.

Since he came back, he has been in the kitchen, playing with pots and pans, bottles and cans, not knowing what to tinker with.

This process has been going on for a long time.

The little mute squatted on the threshold, resting his cheeks in his hands, staring blankly at Ye Ning busy.

Generally speaking, literati are reluctant to enter the kitchen, right?

The literati prefer to sing the wind and play with the moon, which is an elegant thing.

Tossing in the kitchen is not in line with the literati's style.

But Ye Ning doesn't seem to have this kind of consciousness at all. He is very unpretentious. He calls his own cook as Auntie and the old slave as Uncle Huang.

Even her newcomer did not regard her as a maid at all, and treated each other as equals when speaking.

Such people, not to mention in today's smoky Great Zhou, even in the Taizu Dynasty period, I am afraid that there are not many.

She hadn't heard of it anyway.

"It's done!"

The little mute had nothing to do, so he thought about it.

But at this moment, I heard Ye Ning's surprised voice.

"It's done!"

He came out holding a jar, reached out and grabbed a handful of shiny things, and stuffed it into Xuanxuan's mouth.

"Try it!"

The little mute opened his mouth subconsciously, and with a stroke of his tongue, a sweetness he had never felt before spread out in his mouth.

She looked down and saw that the jar Ye Ning was holding was full of snow-white particles.

"This is... sugar?"

The little mute's mouth wriggled.

She is not a poor man who has never seen the world. On the contrary, her life conditions in the past were not low.

But she had never eaten such sweet candy.

"It's white sugar." Ye Ning wiped his sweat, stuffed the whole jar into her arms, and said, "Take it and eat it."

Ye Ning was an only child in her previous life, and she has always been envious of those who have Little Sister at home.

Although there is no Little Sister in this life, this little mute has a pitiful background and is likable, so Ye Ning treats her as a Little Sister.

When I was fourteen or fifteen years old, it was the time to study. As a result, I had to endure so much at such a young age.

He was a little distressed.

So sugar was made.

There is no white sugar in this world. The common people eat raw sugar with a lot of Impurities, which is not good in taste, not high in sweetness, and sometimes eats sand.

But that's it, the value of sugar is still extremely high, and it is not affordable for ordinary people to consume.

Ye Ning made these sugars after going through modern processes such as dissolving, boiling, and refining to Impurities.

"Unfortunately, my level is not high, and I can't make anything better, so I can only order this on the whole."

Ye Ning didn't feel how great his own move was.

I just want to make something delicious for the poor little girl.

In the past life, like this kind of white sugar, it was not uncommon for children to eat it. After all, there are so many delicious things, ice cream, chocolate...

"Eat, eat, and I'll make it for you when I'm done."

Ye Ning touched her head and turned away.

Only Xuan Xuan was still sitting on the threshold.

"He's been busy for so long, just making sugar for me?"

She subconsciously hugged the jar in her arms.

She is knowledgeable, and she knows that once this kind of candy is taken out, it will inevitably lead to looting by dignitaries.

Who has seen pure white candy like snow?

It is no exaggeration to say that just relying on this secret recipe for hand-made sugar, you can make countless money.

But Ye Ning had no such thoughts at all.

He just wanted the little mute to eat something good.

The little mute grabbed another handful, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed gently, a stream of honey poured into her belly along her mouth, making her heart sweeter.

"It's so sweet."

She said softly in a faint voice.

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There are more words now, but the flowers, evaluation tickets, and feedback in the book review area are not as good as before. I don’t know if the author has not written well, which has disappointed the brothers, but I am indeed writing with my heart. If there are any, I am still reading Brother, can you give me some feedback? Even if you don't vote for anything, you can just say a word in the book review area, really, panic a lot.

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