Transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world to become a village bully and set up a stall in ancient

Chapter 288 Take him away, and slit his throat if necessary.



Chapter 288 Take him away, and slit his throat if necessary.

Lin Xi felt secretly delighted.

After all, someone who can afford to wear half a gold mask is not short of money.

In addition, the man's jawline was sharp and distinct, and his slightly raised chin exuded an innate nobility.

Thinking about it this way, Lin Xi became somewhat distracted.

He quickly shook his head, turning his "flower-obsessed" heart into a frangipani flower.

He straightened his expression and followed Youye to a secluded place with an unreadable face.

"can I help you?"

Youye turned slightly to the side, her voice cold and hard as iron: "Chef, my young master has taken a liking to the recipes of all the dishes you made today. This is your honor."

So, hand it all over.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xi's expression of surprise froze on her face, and she exclaimed uncertainly, "What? Hand over the recipe?"

"This...this is probably not appropriate."

Seeing that Lin Xi was unwilling, You Ye's brows furrowed instantly, and the coldness in his eyes was even more chilling.

"You probably don't know that person; not just anyone can curry favor with them."

The fact that they're taking a liking to your recipe is a blessing you've earned through countless lifetimes of good deeds; don't be ungrateful.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xi was displeased and muttered her dissatisfaction under her breath.

"If my ancestors knew that this 'high-quality incense' was used to exchange for a recipe and was stolen, they would probably be stomping their feet in anger in the afterlife."

"This good fortune is for you, do you want it?"

Youye listened, but her face remained cold and indifferent.

"Hmph, stop with the nonsense. You have to hand over the recipe today. If you spoil the young master's mood, can you take responsibility?"

After saying that, Youye used his thumb to open the scabbard at his waist, revealing a glint of cold light.

Hearing the voice, Lin Xi stared wide-eyed at You Ye, then looked down at the drawn sword fragment. "You...you're going to use force? I don't agree today, do you intend to kill me??"

Lin Xi stared at You Ye, pointing at herself in disbelief.

He worked hard to prepare a meal, but he didn't even offer a reward.

Now, because of the recipe, this person is threatening me and wants my life?

Where did these weirdos come from? Do they even know who's protecting Wangyue Village? How dare they do this?

Lin Xi would be afraid in other places, but in Wangyue Village, his own place, he wouldn't even write the word "fear".

He immediately put his hands on his hips, straightened his shoulders, and said with an arrogant look, "So what? I just won't give it to you, what are you going to do about it?"

When You Ye saw Lin Xi suddenly become tough, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

This person probably won't understand unless it's explained clearly.

Immediately, he pulled a gold medal from his pocket and shoved it in Lin Xi's face: "Open your dog eyes wide and see what this is!"

Lin Xi was dazzled by the sudden gold medal and subconsciously took a step back before she could see it more clearly.

The gold medal was indeed gleaming, with a large "Yin" character printed on it.

Yin was the surname of a royal family!

Youye thought Lin Xi would be terrified, but Lin Xi just frowned and glanced at the gold medal a few times before turning to Youye: "What do you mean? Are you taking this damn gold medal to pay for your meal?"

Lin Xi genuinely didn't recognize what this gold medal was.

In the apocalypse, he only watched cooking videos, while Mengli preferred wilderness survival.

They've never watched any TV series or movies.

After all, by the time you've spent watching TV, you've probably killed countless zombies.

They were usually busy collecting supplies or clearing zombies around their homes, so they really didn't know.

Moreover, Lin Xi was focused on cooking, and Gao Mengli and Dou Weiyi handled the "conspiracy" separately, so he didn't really know much about it.

Lin Xi rolled her eyes at You Ye, "You guys eat without paying, and now you're showing off your wealth to me?"

"They're all so rich, I never imagined they'd be the kind of people who shamelessly dine and dash."

"Let me tell you, it's not so easy to dine and dash in Wangyue Village!"

Lin Xi stiffened her neck, her face flushed, and she became more and more agitated and angry as she spoke.

Seeing Lin Xi's voice getting louder and louder, You Ye became worried that it would attract the attention of others.

Ugh~ As expected, people from remote mountain villages are ignorant and narrow-minded; they don't even recognize the prince's gold badge.

If you don’t do one thing, you won’t stop doing the other thing.

With a single elbow strike, he silenced Lin Xi.

Lin Xi felt a sharp pain in her neck, rolled her eyes, and then the screen went black and she lost all memory of it.

Youye looked at the motionless person lying on the ground and wiped away non-existent sweat from his forehead.

"Hmph, otherwise your recipes would be of such help to Young Master's Restaurant, and you would be a dead man by now."

After saying that, Youye looked around.

He quickly carried Lin Xi and slipped behind the prince's screen.

Youye threw Lin Xi to the ground and knelt on one knee. "Young master, this cook is ungrateful and stubborn."

I feared he would shout and ruin things, so I had no choice but to knock him unconscious.

The Crown Prince put down his teacup, slightly raised his eyes, and glanced at Lin Xi on the ground, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

"Hmph, you can't even handle such a small matter. Go back and accept your punishment."

Upon hearing this, Youye trembled and quickly lowered his head, replying, "Yes, young master."

At that moment, a hawk rushed in from outside and whispered a report in the prince's ear.

After a long pause, the Crown Prince stood up, slowly walked to Lin Xi's side, and looked down at her. "This person is actually acquainted with Dou Weiyi! That makes things even more interesting!"

In late autumn, he heard from his scouts that Dou Weiyi's territory had actually produced crops, and quite a lot of them.

Previously at the bottom, it has now entered the top ten of all counties in Ling'an Prefecture in just one year.

It turns out that it was because of this person on the ground who made food that the economy of Pingyao was boosted.

He has investigated everything that needed to be investigated in Pingyao.

He felt relieved to have managed to disarm Dou Wei before leaving.

The Crown Prince curled his lips into a smile, then turned to You Ye beside him and ordered, "Go, get this man into the carriage. Take him to Ling'an Prefecture. No matter what method you use, make sure he teaches the chefs at the prefectural restaurant how to do that, and then..."

The crown prince lowered his head and smiled, his eyes devoid of any warmth, as he gestured towards his neck.

Youye understood immediately, replied "Yes," and quickly walked towards Lin Xi. He pulled him up from the ground, hoisted him onto his shoulder like a chick, and lightly boarded the carriage next to him.

Then, he drove away.

"Young master, should we..."

As the carriage drove away, the hawk-dove stepped forward and inquired about the prince's intentions.

The crown prince raised his hand to stop his suggestion: "No rush. If we all leave, it will attract attention."

Let's stay for a day and take a good look at Wangyue Village.

"How can we secure Dou Weiyi's tax revenue next year if we don't take a tour of such a wealthy village?!"

He was in a great mood when he said this.

The Dou family made him lower himself to make this trip, but they never expected to give him such a big surprise!

I wonder what Dou Weiyi's expression will be when he finds out that the key person in his career has disappeared.

He was secretly looking forward to it!


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