Torch Chifeng
The so-called kitchen is also the place where ordinary people eat and sleep. There are several gray and dilapidated rooms. Middle-aged women dressed as peasants are busy. Shirtless men are coming and going. When they see Zhao Jiong and others who are well-dressed, they all lower their heads and retreat.
"Which room is Zhou Sheng in?" Zhao Jiong stopped someone and asked.
"Zhou Sheng?" The middle-aged man looked puzzled, but soon realized, "You are looking for Crazy Zhou! Who has he offended again?" The man understood, looked at Trevor Ye and then turned to Fatty Wu, smiling at the latter ambiguously, "Our steward is here too." At this time, a sound of "hmm" came from the small wooden house next to the kitchen. The man glanced at it awkwardly, his face very unnatural, "We mortals are not like the Taoist priests. We just do some things and play during the day. I hope you will wait here, and I will call him for you."
"What do you mean?" Lei Huo asked the fat man.
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