Mo Ling crossed Erlang's legs and drank tea and was lazy, feeling the resentful little eyes of the two, raised his eyebrows, and teased: "What's the matter? I'm tired, then don't be tired, but I didn't expect the two of you to have such poor physical strength, it's not as good as Zhu'er." ”

After speaking, he glanced at the beads who were working hard.

Zhu'er was praised, raised her little head, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

In fact, she is used to it, before the county lord was naughty and mischievous, the prince was reluctant to scold her and beat her, so he asked her to copy the Buddhist scriptures, and one copy was thousands of times.

How can she write the temperament of the county lord, she is doing it herself, compared to the Buddhist scriptures, these menus are really trivial.

Mo Ling touched Zhu'er's head and said with a smile: "Zhu'er is awesome!"

When the words fell, the small eyes swept lightly at the two people next to him, with disgust in his eyes.

The county lord actually disliked their poor physical strength!

Phantom Shi Feng was stimulated by Mo Ling's words and eyes, and his heart ignited a raging fighting spirit, and he looked at each other, and wrote quickly with tacit understanding.

Knowing that Mo Ling was using the method of agitation, the two of them still fell into the trap, not wanting Mo Ling to feel that they were the physical scumbags of the guards of the Demon Palace, and they were stimulated by her to write like chicken blood.

Mo Ling raised his eyebrows, smiling crookedly, these two people are so cute...

I felt that I was almost too lazy and stolen, so I took a pen and wrote.

They were writing that they were lazy like this, and she felt shameless...

If the Phantom and the two knew about Mo Ling's OS, they would definitely be moved to kneel on the ground and shout excitedly: County Lord, you finally admit that you are shameless!

But they didn't know...

A few people wrote from the afternoon to the sunset, and the hard work of a few hours was not small, and more than 3,000 menus were written.

Mo Ling saw that what he had written was almost enough, and it was enough for the hot pot restaurant to last a few days, so he asked them to stop writing.

Fortunately, Zhu'er's wrist was only a little sore, but the Phantom Shi Feng's fingers were curled up and cramping, and their palms couldn't be stretched, and they kept holding the pen.

Mo Ling's hand was almost like this, and he shook it a few times, moving his fingers constantly.

She felt like she was so stupid!

Wouldn't it be nice to ask a scholar who specializes in writing books to come and write the menu, but if it doesn't work, then two, why abuse yourself so much!

glanced at the Phantom Stone Wind, who was also moving his fingers, and embarrassment flashed in his eyes, "Thank you, thanks to the three of you today, otherwise I wouldn't have written so much, thank you for your hard work." ”

The Phantom smiled, "The county lord is polite. ”

Shi Feng waved his hand, patted his chest and said boldly: "The county lord is really too polite, even if you give me another 2,000 sheets, your subordinates can still write!"

Mo Ling raised his eyebrows and played with the taste: "Okay, Zhu'er is cutting some paper, no more, no less, two thousand sheets, write for Shi Gongzi." ”

Zhu'er knew that Mo Ling was joking, but she still cooperated with her performance, "Okay." ”

Shi Feng was stunned after hearing this, he said that he didn't leave a myth, he didn't really want to write, right?

With a sad face, he asked uncertainly: "The county lord... Seriously..."

"yes, aren't you going to write?" Mo Ling feigned a serious face.

Helplessness crossed the phantom's eyes, this guy...

Shi Feng saw that Mo Ling didn't look like a fake, so he picked up the paper and wrote it without tears, and he had to finish writing the big words he said while kneeling.

"Poof... Okay, don't write it, let's go open a private room and eat hot pot. After Mo Ling finished speaking, he raised his feet and walked towards the door.

Shi Feng immediately threw down his pen and patted his chest, fortunately, the county lord still had a little conscience and didn't let him really write.

Mo Ling went to the private room to take a look, and at dinner time, the private room was full, and even the largest private room was used.

A few people had to wait and chat in the rest room.

After waiting for a tea room to be empty, several people entered the private room.

But this private room is a table, and Phantom Shifeng and Zhu'er looked at Mo Ling in embarrassment.

Mo Ling sat down, looked at the three people standing and said speechlessly: "Sit, what are you doing in a daze!"

"But..."The Phantom hesitated, the county lord was also their master, and the master and servant were not allowed to sit together, and it would be rude to sit down.

Mo Ling knew what they were afraid of, and waved his hand: "What's wrong with me having dinner when you're friends? Throw away all those rules, in my opinion, those rules are all a fart." Hurry up and sit down, the two old men are tender ink!"

Phantom Shi Feng looked at each other, and was once again shocked by Mo Ling's informality.

Subconsciously looked at Mo Ling, only to see that she had an indifferent smile on her face, a woman lives so freely and casually, she is really a strange woman!

At the same time, I was moved by Mo Ling's "friend", and the county lord said that she treated them as friends!

With deep emotion in their eyes, the two of them clasped their fists together: "Thank you, county lord!"

"Alright, hurry!"

Phantom Shifeng is also a bold character, and he sat down without saying anything.

But Zhu'er's feudal thinking in her heart is deeply rooted, and she refuses to sit down, and keeps saying that she will serve the county lord.

Mo Ling's mouth was broken, she just didn't sit down, and in desperation, she pulled her to sit down.

Seeing that she wanted to get up, she stared at her with big eyes and threatened: "If you dare to stand up, I won't want you!"

Zhu'er had no choice but to sit down, but her head kept down, and her little hands clutched her clothes tightly, looking very uneasy.

Mo Ling's eyes crossed helplessly, and he wanted Zhu'er to relax, so he said to the phantom stone wind: "My pearl is good-looking, right? ”

Shi Feng dragged his chin and thought for a while, "It's really there!"

Zhu'er's little face flushed, and she raised her head and glanced at Mo Ling, the county lord, what did the county lord say in front of the other men!

"County Lord!"

"What does it look like, what is your character, is it honest?"

"Well... He is a rough man, he is not as good-looking as his subordinates, but he is quite honest. Shi Feng said.

Mo Lingle was happy, I didn't expect Shi Feng to be so narcissistic, "Then call another day to take a look!"

"Come on, it's up to your subordinates!" Shi Feng patted his chest and reassured.

Zhu'er listened to the conversation between the two, her face was red and dripping blood, she wanted to say something, but she was too ashamed to raise her head.

"Okay, if this is done, I'll give you a red envelope. Originally, Mo Ling was just joking, but it can be seen that what Shi Feng said has a beginning and an end, so it is true.

Glancing at Zhu'er who bowed her head, she was an adult at the age of fourteen in ancient times, and she should be married at the age of fifteen this year.

Zhu'er is like a young lady to her, not only honest but also very capable, and takes care of all the affairs of the original owner in an orderly manner.

I still remember the scenes between the original owner and Zhu'er in my mind.

And the original owner is very dependent on Zhu'er, and he only recognizes Zhu'er, from so many maids in Mowang's Mansion, the original owner only has Zhu'er and a personal maid to know.

She also wants this faithful girl to find her other half.

Although she is reluctant to give up Zhu'er, she doesn't want to miss her life's events.

Zhu'er always thought she was joking, but seeing that Mo Ling's tone was suddenly serious, she looked up at her and said anxiously: "County Lord, Zhu'er doesn't want it! Zhu'er wants to stay with you and don't get married!"

Mo Ling touched her head melon, and said softly: "Zhu'er, you should get married when you are not young, I can't tie you all the time, that is harming you, there will always be a time when people are separated." ”

"The county lord... Do you want me anymore?" said Zhu'er, her lips pursed, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Mo Ling hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, "Cry whatever you want, I don't want you, I just want you to get married." ”

"You just don't want me—" Pearls sobbed.

Mo Ling was speechless to the extreme, is this girl made of water, why can't she stop the gate?

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't let you get married, I want you!"

"Really... Target... Bead cried and sobbed.

"Yes, I want you! Zhu'er is so good-looking, why don't I want you. Don't cry, your eyes are as red as rabbits. ”

"Then the county lord is not allowed to say this again in the future!"

Mo Ling said helplessly: "Okay, but you have to be obedient in the future, if I let you sit, you have to sit, or I will let you get married!"

"Uh-huh... As long as the county lord doesn't want Zhu'er, Zhu'er listens to the county lord!" Zhu'er wiped her tears and nodded wildly.

Phantom Shi Feng looked at this big drama of deep love between master and servant, and the corners of his mouth twitched in unison.

People's maids are all coaxing their own young lady, and they are obedient to the young lady, how did they get to the county lord, it's the other way around...

And the sentence I want you, they think that what the county lord said is a bit domineering?

Mo Ling was also helpless, and coaxed for a long time to let the bead master brake the brake, thinking to himself, I can't mention this matter in front of Zhu'er in the future, let's wait until I bring someone to the front.

Perhaps, Zhu'er fell in love with that person at a glance, and she fell in love with it, and when the time came, she didn't need to say it, she would also marry!

During the chat, the bottom of the pot was served, Mo Ling ordered the pork rib pot, and the milky white soup was bubbling in the Huolu Mountain, and the overflowing aroma filled the room, attracting people's appetites.

Shi Feng swallowed his saliva unconsciously, "It's so fragrant!"

"Isn't that necessary? Mo Ling said and moved his chopsticks.

Others followed suit.

Phantom: "Delicious!"

Shi Feng: "Yes, yes, I've never eaten such a delicious hot pot!"

"Then eat more, I'll be full today!" Mo Ling smiled.

"Hey, hey... The county lord's subordinates are welcome, if you eat you up, don't blame me. Shi Feng is a lively person, and he feels that Mo Ling is informal, so he jokes with her.

"Yo, how big is your belly, how much is it?"

The phantom brushed the dishes and quipped: "County Lord, don't look at him thin and small, he may eat very much!"

"Poof..."Mo Lingle is happy, the feeling Shi Feng is a foodie, and the phantom tone is doting on what kind of trouble is he going to make this about!

Don't you want to be so spoiled!

"Cut... It's a blessing to be able to eat!" Shi Feng rolled his eyes and ate the dish that the phantom had brushed for him.

The Phantom put the cooked beef balls in his bowl and teased, "Then you are too blessed." ”

Mo Ling watched the two show their affection with a rotten girl's smile, while keeping giving Zhu'er the cooked dishes.

Zhu'er was a little reserved at first, but then she was attracted by the food, and slowly relaxed and devoted herself to the food.