In Tao Bao's office, Li Bai held a mirror given by Tao Bao and gestured at his face, the more he compared, the worse his face became, and in the end, his facial expression could be described as distorted.

Tao Bao and Rolling came out of the kitchen, one of them served the plate and the other served the pot, and a gluttonous five fragrances wafted out from the hands of the two, and Li Bai was stunned.

Turning his head to look over, he saw Tao Bao coming over with a plate of black things, and asked in a cold tone:

"What is this?"

"Lo-mei, it's delicious, can you taste it, Mr. Li Bai?" Tao Bao blinked, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

Li Bai hadn't eaten lunch yet, and he didn't eat breakfast before he came over with Tao Bao, so he didn't mention it, but Tao Bao mentioned it, he didn't feel hungry and hungry.

is not hypocritical, nodded and said, "Then thank you." ”

After that, he stretched out his hand to take it, and as soon as his hand was halfway out, he suddenly remembered something, and he got up and asked:

"I wonder if the girl can use pen and paper here?"

"Yes, what did you want to do?" Tao Bao asked with a smile, and the hand that was sent out was taken back, and he took a braised chicken foot and ate it first.

Li Bai remembered his previous tragedy, and said coldly: "The old man gave the girl a poem, I hope the girl will not dislike it!"

"Of course I don't dislike it. Tao Bao raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at the rolling man who was sitting on his boss's chair and ready to eat, and said with a smile:

", take some lo-mei and send it to Liang Shanbo, and by the way, ask him for a pair of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. ”

Rolling stared at the big pot of lo-mei in front of him, thinking that his craft seemed to be good for others to taste, so he nodded and got up to get a plate in the kitchen, and loaded a plate for Liang Shanbo and sent it over.

Three minutes later he returned, pen and ink in hand. Seeing this, Li Bai instantly put down the chicken feet that he had eaten a bite in his hand, wiped his hands with the paper towel that Tao Bao placed beside him, and then strode towards Rolling.

"Hahahaha, Xiang Pifu, the old man wants to let you stink for 10,000 years!"

Li Bai laughed, unfolded the paper directly on the floor, took the pen and dipped his hand in ink, and the large brush sprinkled on the white paper and left thirty-five children, and left a paragraph at the end: Mr. Taibai gave the overlord horseman!

Before he finished writing, he took out his seal from his waist and stamped it.

"Not bad, good pen, good ink and good words!" narcissistically praised himself, Li Bai naturally walked towards Tao Bao, and said with a smile while picking up the lo-mei to eat:

"Miss Tao, this poem will be sent to you! Well, this lo-mei is really good, and the taste is excellent. ”

"Really?" Rolling immediately came over and asked excitedly, "Is it really delicious?"

Li Bai nodded, did not hesitate to praise himself, and laughed loudly: "Good food with good poetry, wonderful!"

Rolling blinked, his eyes also showed a smile, although he didn't understand what the old man meant, but he should praise himself.

With Li Bai's poems, the three people in the office ate a plate of lo-mei with relish.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, seeing that there was nothing to do in the apartment, Tao Bao instructed Rolling Duoduo to develop his cooking skills, and then rolled up the poem on the ground and brought it home.

There was no one in the house, Tao Bao looked down at the drawing paper in his hand, hooked his lips and smiled, changed his clothes and went out.

When she came to Wulin Street, the noise rose and fell with each other, and she walked through it, looking down at the paper in her hand again, her eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a smile.

When he arrived at his shop, Wang Dachuan saw her walk in with a smile on her face, and asked curiously: "Sister Tao, why are you so happy? ”

Tao Bao beckoned to him, and when he came over, he raised his hand to open the drawing paper in his hand, and said proudly:

"Li Bai's authentic handwriting, Nuo, take it and frame it, hang it at the door and sell it, and you can set the price yourself. ”

As he spoke, he smiled to himself and said: "This is an out-of-print authentic work, there is no second one, be careful." ”

"Out of print? Li Bai's?" Wang Dachuan felt that his three views had been refreshed, looked at the poem with fresh ink in Tao Bao's hand, and frowned:

"Sister Tao, it doesn't seem good to deceive customers like this, or do you want to use it for old?"

"What are you doing? Sister Tao will hang it up if you want it to be hung up. Wu Yulan walked out of the inner warehouse, reached out and took the paper in Tao Bao's hand and handed it to Wang Dachuan, "Take it and frame it." ”

"We are a serious shop, never sell fakes, say that the real is the real thing, you can't let the experts check, you kid, every time you come to the guest you have a weak expression, you have to change. ”

Wu Yulan shook her head helplessly, waved her hand and motioned for Wang Dachuan to quickly take the paper to mount, and when he left with a smile, she looked at her daughter and replaced it with a kind smile.

"Tao Tao, what do you want to eat for dinner? You look at the store, and my mother goes to buy vegetables. Wu Yulan asked with a smile.

Tao Bao felt funny when he saw her like this, shook his head and said, "Just eat as much as you want, you can watch it." ”

"Okay, then I'll look at it myself, you look at the store, I'll go grocery shopping. Wu Yulan smiled and admonished, and when she saw Tao Bao nodding, she took her satchel and went out.

Tao Bao guarded the store, boredly looking at the various items in his store, and suddenly, the system prompt sounded dripping.

Tao Bao was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he seemed to have planted energy rice in the ancient plane, and there were only ten minutes left, so he had to hurry up.

That's hundreds of billions of energy rice!

Glancing at the door of the store, Tao Bao threw a phantom into the store, and turned around and plunged into the ancient plane.

When she came in, she was really shocked by the boundless energy rice in front of her.

In five years, the planet has been almost full of energy rice, and I don't know if the storage bags she left behind are enough.

Thinking like this, Tao Bao ran to various human settlements while casting spells to collect all the energy rice he could see.

The human leader in charge of the cultivation of energy rice suddenly saw Tao Bao arrive and greeted him happily, but before they could do any celebratory ceremony, Tao Bao, who was worried about the closure of the plane, left directly with the storage bag.

Thanks to the different speed of time on both sides, ten minutes in real time is enough for Tao Bao to run around here.

After making sure that all the energy rice and machines had been collected, Tao Bao didn't even have time to explain, and quickly returned to the reality plane.

Great, there are two minutes left to be realistic. No guests have come in for the past eight minutes.

Waving to retract the phantom, Tao Bao sat down on the chair, focusing on two things, looking at the store while counting the energy rice in the small black space.

There are few people in the ancient plane, but with the assistance of machines, the annual output is quite considerable, and the energy rice in the space plus the ones left by Hoss have a total of two billion and five hundred thousand catties.

According to the purchase price of 20 to 1, this is more than 100 million money, excluding the cost of the machine, it is simply a profit.