Chapter 245: The Work of Mantou

Caipan found a comfortable position and half lay on the sofa, and said lightly: "After the vegetable steamed buns, the garden at home will be under your control, weeding, catching insects, this work is all yours, I didn't wake up in the morning before you do things lightly, I usually get up at about 12 noon every day, you have to chirp at about 11:30 to wake me up, in addition, I ordered milk, every morning at about 6 o'clock you have to be responsible for taking the milk back and putting it in the refrigerator in the kitchen, for the time being, your work will do these first, and I can't think of any other work for a while, I'll tell you when I think about it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

Cai Mantou looked at his paws, and then looked at his height and said a little depressed: "Master, I am just a big rooster now, most of my Yuan Shen has been sealed, and I can't do anything except eat and crook."

Old Man Zhou listened to the vegetable cake and arranged so much work for the vegetable steamed buns, and his heart was so cool, he added oil and vinegar to the side and said: "Don't pretend to be vegetable steamed buns, I believe you can do it, although I sealed your Yuan Shen, but I still keep the basic cultivation for you." It's no problem for you to use it now to deal with an elder of the Gu Wu family, let alone take care of a small garden. ”

Caipan and Old Man Zhou sang and teased the steamed buns, and Caipan's expression was extremely exaggerated: "Wow! I didn't expect Zhou Longyu to be so kind-hearted to keep so much ability for steamed buns, since the rooms in the villa will also be sorted out by you after the steamed buns, I now appoint you as the first manager of my Cai family, and all the work at home will be under your control. ”

When Old Man Zhou heard the words of the vegetable cake, he immediately picked up the teacup next to him and looked at the vegetable steamed bun and said, "Let's practice first, steamed bun, you see I'm a little thirsty now, should you pour me some juice?"

The big black rooster steamed bun was angry with Old Man Zhou, its cockscomb was purple, its two claws were ploughing the ground from time to time, and the feathers on its neck were also standing up like hedgehogs, it stared at Old Man Zhou angrily, its head kept shaking, raised high, and circled around Old Man Zhou, making a posture ready to attack at any time.

Old Man Zhou coldly put the teacup on the table: "Why don't you want to?" Have you forgotten who you are now?"

"Go, isn't it just pouring a glass of water, you have to get used to the difficulties of the guests in the future, pour me a glass when you pour the juice, I'm also a little thirsty after a busy day." The vegetable cake pulls the side shelf next to it.

After listening to the words of the vegetable cake, the vegetable steamed bun instantly lost the hope of life, and it felt that its future was bleak and could not see the way forward. Its cockscombs began to droop, its high head unconsciously hung to the ground, its hedgehog-like feathers scattered lifelessly on its neck, and its claws unconsciously touched the ground.

Old Man Zhou didn't have any mercy at all, he unceremoniously scolded the vegetable steamed bun and said, "Big rooster, who are you showing this bear look like?" Quickly pour the juice and go. ”

Caipan was in a happy mood and mended the knife next to him and said, "And mine." He was very satisfied to see the vegetable steamed buns being hit by himself.

In the past, no one dared to provoke the arrogant old Shengmiao in the god realm, but now the phoenix that has fallen on the shelf is not as good as a chicken, and he is happy Old Man Zhou called him a steamed bun, and when he was unhappy, he shouted directly to the big rooster, and he didn't dare to echo his mouth.

The steamed bun pulled his wings and dragged his claws weakly and moved towards the kitchen step by step.

"If you want to open up, happiness is a day, and melancholy is also a day, so you accept the reality." Old Man Zhou enlightened him behind the steamed bun in a good mood.

"Well, what if you don't accept it?" The steamed bun sighed, flapped his wings to cheer up, and ran quickly into the kitchen, and after a while, a delicate milky white tea tray flew out of the kitchen with three cups of orange-red orange juice, and the steamed bun paced Fang Bu behind the tea tray and followed slowly, from time to time inciting its wings to direct the direction of the tea tray.

"Yes, the business is familiar very quickly!" Old man Zhou smiled and joked about steamed buns.

Now the steamed bun seems to want to open, it doesn't mind Old Man Zhou's bad taste at all, and argues with Old Man Zhou with a smug expression: "Who am I, this little thing can still be rare for me."

"You're a big!" Old Man Zhou picked up the cup, took a sip lightly, and then said, "Not bad, not bad, it tastes good."

I didn't dare to take the cup, stared at Old Man Zhou carefully for a while, and then asked him in a secret language: "You were so difficult to make steamed buns just now, aren't you afraid that he will drug in the juice?"

Old Man Zhou said to me indifferently: "Don't worry, I have had more contact with Lao Shengmiao, although he likes to play Gu, but he has never been a yin person behind his back, you can drink it with confidence."

Old Man Zhou's words didn't dispel my concerns, I don't know how the old seedlings used to be, but the rabbit was anxious and bit people, and now he was forced by Old Man Zhou to be like this and not drug him.

I stole another glance at the cake to see how he reacted. The vegetable cake also took a big sip of the juice cup without mind, nodded and said while drinking: "Steamed buns, what did you add to this juice, it tastes good."

I was shocked and thought to myself, "I knew that Lao Shengmiao would not give up, and there was something added to it."

"I added some lark to it, so that the juice tastes stronger and has a nourishing effect on the body." Mantou replied very calmly.

"Not bad, not bad, the steamed buns are good." While praising the steamed buns, Caipan reached out and handed him his juice cup and asked him to refill another glass of juice.

"Still drinking, you're afraid that you'll die slowly, right?" I covered my mouth and stared at the cake tightly, almost saying what was in my heart.

My eyes were too hot, and Caipan sensed my thoughts, and he pretended not to know and said to me: "Why don't you drink it, this juice made from steamed buns today is really good, you can taste it quickly."

"I'm not very thirsty right now, I'll drink it later." In front of the steamed buns, I hid my worries and vaguely gestured to the vegetable cake to stop drinking.

Caipan replied disapprovingly to me with a gesture that I was okay to drink.

Mantou saw my worries, he tilted his head slightly and said with a very unhappy expression: "Although I am now in the Pingchuan, I still have the arrogance that a god and man should have, and I will not disdain to use those indiscriminate methods of drug behind the scenes, so you can drink it with confidence." ”

I cautiously looked at Mr. Zhou, the juice he drank first was now flushed, and his spirit was also very strong, and there seemed to be no problem.