Chapter 11 There are Jiayu in the south
This water pinched the fingers so much, it should be updated today, and the ticket should not be torn up.
The next chapter is expected to ...... Who's next? I don't know.
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Carrying large bags and small bags, Lin Xiaoan and Mo Wuhua left the magic capital and returned to Chongguang City.
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Er Hu looked at the gift box like a hill in front of him, puzzled: "Did you two go to the magic capital to rob the gift recycling shop this time?"
Mo Wuhua didn't want to say more, leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes: "Whoever needs it, take it." β
Xie Yufan sat steadily, turning his pair of baby walnuts with one hand, without looking at them: "In my house, these things are moldy." β
Du Meng and Tang Ke looked at each other and smiled: "Same as above." β
"I'll take ......a look," Erhu stepped forward and flipped through it casually, "Tsk, ordinary people really don't have a rut." These are all abalone ginseng wings, and you can only get over the addiction when you take it back, and you don't have any professional standards and even how to make it blind, and you waste good things in vain. β
"Erhu, don't you always call yourself a professional chef? It's time to show off your skills, don't be modest. "Tang Ke dismantled the stage.
Er Hu cleared his throat: "Ahem, what, I'm a Western chef, Western food! Fried steak and roast leg of lamb or something, is the specialty dish." Growing cauliflower is so profound that I can't control it. β
After waiting for a while, seeing that everyone was not interested, Lin Xiaoan said: "Forget it, then let's put Erhu here first, and when my cooking skills are complete, I will use these to make a good meal for you." β
Er Hu sneered: "You just blow it, first the car god became a doctor god in seconds, and now you want to become a kitchen god? β
"Cut, you and other mortals ......" Lin Xiaoan said coldly: "Do you know that the highest state of abalone cooking into a finished product is the heart......?
"Future Chef, can you put down your phone and not read a certain encyclopedia?" Erhu said with a grin.
β¦β¦ Lin Xiaoan locked the screen of his mobile phone and drank from his glass.
Tang Ke complained: "I look at the two-dimensional kitchen gods, they all make egg fried rice and Yangchun noodles to amaze the audience, and when I go to the three-dimensional Xiaoanzi, how did he become a Buddha jumping over the wall?"
Ye Bai also smiled: "Xiao Anzi, you take it slowly." Tell me, where did all this come from? How can there be vitamins and calcium tablets? I haven't heard that the specialty of Modu is a health care product?"
"You're asking the right person, I'll tell you......"
In the next half hour, Lin Xiaoan gave full play to his skill of being sharp-tongued, and danced with emotion to interpret the Mo Wuhua hero saving the beauty incident.
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"Stop, stop!" Mo Wuhua listened to the more wrong it became, "You're about to become a fantasy version, what do you mean I know that there must be peach blossom luck ......when I pinch my fingers on a whim? Say no more!"
Lin Xiaoan was talking about Xingtou, and he didn't care when he was interrupted: "Don't pay attention to him, Wuhua is shy." All in all, most of this is the Wu family's thank you, and a small half is the Xuanyuan family's apology...... Eh, you say, am I fighting with the Xuanyuan family? β
"It's all the author's pot!" everyone said in unison.
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Or Du Mengyan returned to the right legend and got down to business: "Speaking of the Xuanyuan family...... Evil Buddha, has the movie schedule been set?"
Xie Yufan Shi Ran turned the walnut, thinking that Zhizhu was actually the appearance of the second young master of the landlord's family: "It's set, at the end of May." Originally, I wanted to release it during the long holiday, but there are too many competitors, so we can't break our wrists. β
"You're cheap and good, follow the normal procedure, and it's still unknown whether you can issue it. Ye Bai slowly shook the crystal glass in his hand, observing the light and shadow refracted by the whiskey and ice cubes.
Xie Yufan said indifferently: "My big flower country is a humane society, and I don't need resources if I don't need it, isn't that stupid?"
Du Meng nodded: "That's a good point." β
Lin Xiaoan's heart suddenly moved: "To be serious, which of you knows the leader of the Flower Planting Association?"
"I still have a way to plant flowers and artists, and I ...... the association" Tang Ke thought about it, shook his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
As soon as Lin Xiaoan said that Mo Wuhua was removed from the list and was a candidate, Du Meng reacted first: "How can this be reasonable! Without asking about the cause and effect, how can the Writers' Association make such a hasty decision!"
Xie Yufan looked at Mo Wuhua: "Even if Wuhua really has something, this speed is too fast, I'm afraid I have been waiting for a long time?"
"The matter has come to this point, it's useless to pursue it, the alternate can't go up, and the official ones can make up for it. Er Hu began to flirt again, "Do you say that the assistant steward has a daughter and granddaughter? Let's have a 'chance encounter' without flowers, show Xiaojun's face like this, and chant a few more good songs...... Poetry, that guy, come and go!"
"Let's play!" Mo Wuhua slapped Erhu aside.
Er Hu covered his chest: "I didn't expect you to be such a flowerless ...... In vain, I have worked hard for you......"
"Don't make a fuss, Mengmeng, what's wrong with you?" Tang could see Du Meng's frowning and thoughtful expression, and asked.
Du Meng suddenly said: "I remember...... Without flowers, what is the name of the president of the Flower Planting Association?"
Mo Wuhua replied: "Nanli, the south from the south to the north, is unreasonable." β
"That's right. Du Meng took out his mobile phone to check the address book, "I remember that his daughter should be Nan Jiayu......"
"Nanjiayu?!" Lin Xiaoan instantly changed from a half-lying state to a sitting posture: "Are you sure?!"
Dummon thought carefully and replied, "I'm sure." Such a poetic name is hard to forget. However, our family has no contact with the Nan family, just a general acquaintance, so I called and asked my father to see if he could ......."
"Don't!" Mo Wuhua stopped: "Don't trouble my uncle for this little thing, it's not worth it to owe people." β
Du Meng said indifferently: "You also said, it's not a big deal, I ......"
"Mengmeng......" Lin Xiaoan interrupted Du Meng's words again, "Okay, don't worry about it." This has to be on me. I'll get it done. β
"You?!" questioned aspiringly.
"You guys are habitually underestimating me!" Lin Xiaoan unlocked the phone screen and called up the address book, "Mengmeng, let's check the mobile phone number of that Nanjiayu girl to see if it's the same person first!"
Du Meng also clicked on his mobile phone and listened to Lin Xiao'an's report: "2333666999......"
"What's swollen, isn't it the same?" Lin Xiaoan asked.
Du Meng nodded and said, "It's exactly the same." β
Er Hu was surprised: "Xiao Anzi, what's going on?"
Lin Xiaoan stilted his legs triumphantly: "Sister Nanjiayu, she is my book fan, and I have seen people a few days ago." β
"Which one is it?" Mo Wuhua looked dazed.
"Which one?" Er Amber's eyes widened, "Xiao Anzi's little white text is actually read by a girl?"
Lin Xiaoan ignored Er Hu, smiled and said word by word: "Sen, Chu, Seven." β