Chapter Seventy-Three: Hate in My Heart
Niu Fugui hated in his heart, and watched the robber enter the rouge shop opposite, he stretched his neck and looked inside on tiptoe, for fear that Feng Xiaochai would be deceived and bullied by the Nadeng disciples, the man is so beautiful, he is not a good person!
Of course, if he can be so handsome, he must be a special existence that comes out of the mud and is not stained, and he can't be confused with that kid, but it's a pity that he doesn't look so handsome. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Fugui, what's the matter, hurry up. Some of the guests were already waiting impatiently, urged.
Niu Fugui sighed, lowered his head and worked, and after a while, his eyes involuntarily looked at the rouge shop opposite, hey, that disciple is really not a good person.
Li Yuanhao and Feng Xiaochai talked and laughed, constantly picking up rouge gouache, Feng Xiaochai picked a little rouge with a hairpin and wiped it in the palm of his hand, Li Yuanhao sniffed it and exclaimed: "It's so fragrant." Feng Xiaochai explained why it was so fragrant.
The two talked and laughed, and when it came to the happy place, Feng Xiaochai raised his little fist and slapped it on Li Yuanhao's shoulder, Li Yuanhao rubbed his shoulder very exaggeratedly, and shouted pretentiously: "Sister Feng, it hurts." His eyes glanced at Niu Fugui not far away, and there was a provocative smug in his eyes.
Furious, Niu Fugui was furious, pushed away the people in line in front of him, picked up a bowl of hot and sour noodles, and took three steps and two steps to the rouge shop. ”
"Well, let it go. Feng Xiaochai nodded and said, "The copper plate is on the table outside, go get it yourself." ”
"Xiao Hai, look at what you said, who are the two of us, and we are still so different. Niu Fugui wiped his hands on the apron in front of him with a smile, and moved into the small shop: "By the way, Xiaochai, what do you want to eat at night, I'll make it for you." ”
Niu Fugui looked forward to it, waiting for Feng Xiaochai to reply, but was interrupted by Li Yuanhao: "Sister Feng, why is this gouache so slippery?"
Feng Xiaochai glanced down at the gouache in Li Yuanhao's palm: "This is pearl powder, sweet and cold and non-toxic, with many effects, apply to the hands and feet, you can remove the skin and reverse the cheeks, smear the face, moisturize the good color, remove spots and calm the nerves, and have the effect of detoxification and poisoning." ”
The two heads came together, whispered, and hung Niu Fugui aside, and dried it into a big dry cow.
With a smile, Niu Fugui walked out of the shop embarrassedly, returned to the Niu family stall, the six gods had no owner, and he couldn't hear a little sound around him, and there were only two people talking and laughing in the rouge shop opposite, seeing Feng Xiaochai wiping a little gouache and dotting it on the tip of Li Yuanhao's nose, Li Yuanhao smiled and leaned back together, he was annoyed, and then saw Feng Xiaochai take out the pastry, and pushed the hot and sour noodles he personally sent to Li Yuanhao, annoyed and sad at the same time, and tears were about to fall.
In the afternoon, the Niu family stall was busy with business, closed the door, Niu Fugui pouted his buttocks, lying on the crack of the door, watching every move of the shop opposite, if Li Yuanhao had a little outrageous move, he immediately picked up the knife and went out.
The two guys at the stall were talking behind their backs, shaking their heads and whispering, the boss is enchanted, and that demon is the young man who robbed the tofu brain in the morning.
In the shop opposite, Li Yuanhao showed his calligraphy, took off the cloth banner outside the shop, and wrote a new one, with two words rouge on the front and gouache on the back, and glanced at the dirty cloth banner before, Li Yuanhao casually threw it aside at the door: "What bad words are written, it's not ashamed!"
The corner of Niu Fugui's eyes jumped at the crack of the door, and the cloth banner was specially written by him after he came down from Yuelu Academy, in order to show that he was also a scholar in front of Feng Xiaochai, and he was abandoned by others like this, hate.
Feng Xiaochai took out the tea and used a set of purple sand tea sets, the workmanship is not exquisite, from the hands of the master who has just started, but it is better than a little more childlike roughness, and the pot is engraved with the scene of two boys standing by the lotus pond urinating and peeing far away, looking festive.
Li Yuanhao relied on his vision and knowledge in the palace for many years, and told the origin of this set of tea sets, from the selection of clay materials to the molding and stamping, so that Feng Xiaochai constantly admired Li Yuanhao's high knowledge.
However, in the end, Li Yuanhao sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity, this pot is poorly opened, and it lacks luster, which can be regarded as ruining an excellent purple clay pot." ”
Niu Fugui clenched his hands vigorously, the teapot was opened by him himself, and he was said by Li Yuanhao to spoil good things, you are amazing, you know a lot, I bah!
Anger starts from the heart, evil is born to the side of the gall, Niu Fugui's eyes are becoming more and more hazy, you must teach this kid a good lesson, bow your head and say a few words to the two guys, the two guys glanced at each other, and smiled: "Okay, boss, just look at it, you must let that kid know that he is powerful." ”
Staying in the rouge shop until the evening, Li Yuanhao walked out of the small shop, and deliberately turned around and reminded Feng Xiaochai: "Sister Feng, my daughter's identity, please keep it secret for the time being, it is inconvenient for a woman to go out alone, and it is not as convenient as a man's identity." ”
Feng Xiaochai nodded: "My sister knows, I will come to play more in the future, and tell my sister more about Tai'an City, so that my sister can have a long insight." ”
"Okay!" Li Yuanhao waved his hand and walked towards the inn.
Feng Xiaochai glanced down at the cloth banner discarded by Li Yuanhao, sighed, bent down to pick it up, cleaned the dust on it, and glanced at the Niu family's stall with the door closed opposite.
Walking on the way back to the inn, because of the robbery of tofu brains in the morning, Li Yuanhao has unconsciously become a celebrity in the town, attracting many people's eyes and whispers, she deliberately found a remote alley, walked in with a smile on the corner of her mouth, stood still in the middle of the alley, turned around suddenly, looked at the end of the alley, and shouted: "Come out!"
In the middle of the night, there was silence at the end of the alley, and no one appeared, only the grass fluttering in the wind in early spring.
Scratching his head, did I guess wrong? It's embarrassing, but fortunately I was the only one present.
Li Yuanhao turned around in wonder, oops, I was scared to death, I don't know when, Niu Fugui and the two guys were already standing not far in front of her.
Niu Fugui looked angry, eager to slap this damn kid to death, different from Niu Fugui's pure anger, the two guys had malicious smiles on their faces, and there was an inexplicable excitement of beating people before.
"Boy, stay away from Xiaochai in the future, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" Niu Fugui pointed at Li Yuanhao and said viciously.
Li Yuanhao smiled and said, "What if I don't leave?" After speaking, she was stunned herself, so bad for a beaten villain, but I like it.
Niu Fugui snorted coldly and raised his fist: "Boy, do you see the big fist in the casserole?"
Li Yuanhao laughed and patted the knife on his waist: "It's not a secret, I'm a master among the masters, the knife on my waist doesn't return to the sheath without seeing blood, Fugui, in fact, I ......"
"Shut up, can you call our boss's name too? and call you so affectionately, who do you think you are!" a fellow scolded, pinching his waist.
Hey, if you don't see the coffin, you don't cry, you always have to show your hands, so that they can be obedient Li Yuanhao condensed his voice and held the handle of the knife with one hand.