Jinghua really knows Ah Mo very well.

In the past few days when he hid out to recuperate, although Ah Mo would not tear down his Chen'an Palace, at least he was unrecognizable, so that he stood at the gate of the palace and did not recognize him for a long time.

"Jinghua, you're back!" Ah Mo flapped her wings like a little butterfly and flew into his arms.

His hands were very cold, and his face was not very good, Ah Mo didn't have to think about it, he knew that he had guessed correctly, he must have been sick in the past few days, so he secretly hid and didn't dare to go home.

In addition to being afraid that he would be worried, the reason for his illness was also very suspicious, nine times out of ten it was related to Chenhua and Xuan Yao who were killed that day, and he didn't want to be angry with them, so he didn't dare to come back and let himself know.

Fool, you don't want me to blame them, then I'll be a lot of adults, don't blame them, why bother to stay out and not come back? After all, your own home is much more comfortable, Brother Qinglan is so rough, how can he take good care of you?

Jinghua lowered her head and kissed Ah Mo lightly, which was also infinitely loving. However, after a few days of separation, the thoughts were like a flood and could not be stopped.

"Momo, do you want to give me any surprise?" Jinghua looked at the piles of boards, beams, vertical stalls, and tenons all over the yard, crying and laughing, I wonder if the queen mother wants to change her career to be a carpenter again.

"Yes, Jinghua, come and see!" Ah Mo pulled him excitedly and walked inside.

Although the layout of Chen'an Palace is large, the functional division is actually very simple. In addition to the plum garden and some daily living, the most is the study. Ah Mo now picked a study room at random and walked in with Jinghua.

As I said before, Jinghua has a ridiculously large number of books, and there are more than a dozen rooms of the same type of books, and at least five, six, seven or eight rooms. Now in this room, there are some history books, the bookshelves surround the four walls, and there are four other rows in the middle, each row leaves a one-person-wide gap in the middle, and each bookshelf is divided into three layers, and there are at least several thousand volumes.

Ah Mo tilted his head and said, "Jinghua, although it is a good thing to read a lot of books, have you ever thought that if there are too many books, it will be very inconvenient to pick them up?"

"Well, it's fine. ”

"What's okay? It's a mess!" Mo accused, "I was looking for a book last time, and I squatted in your study for a long time and couldn't find it!"

"Well, you can ask me, and I'll help you find it. Jinghua didn't know how to answer, and coughed lightly.

"I want to, too, but you've been busy all day. Mo complained.

"But that's okay, because now that I'm a smart guy to help you sort it out, you won't have to worry about finding it in the future!"

Ah Mo pulled a mechanism at the door, and those bookshelves suddenly moved, from far and near as if they had feet, and they lined up towards them!

Ah Mo said proudly: "Look at my invention, it's not bad!"

Jing Huawan'er gently hugged her and said with a smile: "What kind of spell is this?"

"Oh no! this is not a spell!"

Ah Mo was very proud, and smiled: "This is just a simple conveyor belt! You see, I have installed belts under these bookshelves, and then use the wheel hub to drive these belts to convey." This is not difficult, as long as you are skillful, even ordinary carpenters in the human world can do it. ”

She stood on tiptoe, kissed Jinghua on the neck as if she was invited, and said with a smile: "It's just that none of them will do as well as me!"

She pressed another mechanism, and the bookshelves changed the direction of scrolling, no longer forward, but three layers of bookshelves up and down. Ah Mo pressed it, and the upper layer went to the middle layer, and the middle layer went to the lower layer, and she pressed it again, and the lower layer changed to the top layer, and so on.

"Jinghua, in this way, if you want to read the top book in the future, you don't have to move a ladder to climb high, or if I want to read the lower level, you don't have to squat and have sore legs, do you say okay?"

"It couldn't be better. Jinghua doted.

"Jinghua likes it so much, then I'll make all your study like this, right?" Ah Mo was encouraged, his dark eyes widened, and he said positively.

"Good. Jinghua nodded and smiled.

"Oh, that's great! I'll say you'll love such a practical invention!" Ah Mo happily exclaimed, "Although you still have a hundred study rooms, I can renovate one every day, and it will take a hundred days to complete the renovation!

Jinghua looked at her and smiled dotingly.

Although he knew that in the next half year or so, his plum garden might be filled with those wire saws and dark falcons, and the ink fountain rules made the pure Chen'an Palace full of tinkling and knocking sounds.

In fact, although there are many of his books, they have always been well categorized and never found.

And he has a good memory, and he remembers clearly which books are placed on the first few floors and rows of which room.

Besides, he is tall, and those books on the upper floor, which can only be obtained by moving a ladder for Ah Mo, are not a problem for him.

But he didn't say anything.

During his absence, the girl he loved the most had been waiting for him at home, and had secretly rebuilt his study for him, hoping that he would surprise him when he returned.

What could be better than that?

Just like when she was in Yun Mengze, she took great pains to make that simulated combat sand table for him, he loved her heart, and was moved by her thinking about him and doing it for him, as for what she did, it didn't matter if it was useful or not.

His Momo is good at everything, and he is the smartest and cutest in everything he does.

Because she's Momo.

Everything about her, it was perfect.

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After all, the serious illness has not been cured, although Jinghua is strong, but after a morning, his strength is not good. During lunch, I just looked at her with a smile, and a pair of chopsticks barely touched her except for helping her with vegetables.

"Jinghua, I forgot to tell you that I have worshipped a master in the past two days. Ah Mo chewed on the rice grains and said suddenly.

Jinghua paused and said slowly, "Oh, who?"

Although his tone of these three words is flat, his heart is magnificent.

Apprenticeship is not a trivial matter.

The teacher is the second parent in life. It's more solemn, the master has to be assessed for a few years before he decides whether he wants you, and if he is sloppy, at least he has to agree, come to the door to meet, hand over the apprenticeship post, and invite everyone who has some fame in the Three Realms to sit down and have a meal, as a witness, and then Ah Mo kowtowed several times, handed over the tea, and the master said a door rule, and then he was officially accepted as a disciple.

I haven't been in Chen'an Palace for a few days, and I haven't gone far, but I'm just in the Surabaya Pavilion of the Ministry of War, why did Momo worship the master?

And what made him even more disappointed was that from the beginning of Guanchi, all the way to the present, although she was selfish at that time, she was not allowed to call herself master, but the skills were really taught. Dare to ask who in the world is bold, who thinks he is more powerful than him Xuanyuan Jinghua, and dares to accept his woman as an apprentice?

"Canaanite. Ah Mo said.

Jinghua nodded.

It sounds like Momo's master belongs to the Golden-winged Dapeng family of the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain, although it is also a family, and his mana is also exquisite, but ......

Since he is by his side, why bother to seek far?

He still couldn't figure it out. The light skills of the Dapeng family are a bit famous, but they are not as good as his chasing the wind and crossing the moon, and the dragon soars for nine days, I don't know why Momo wants to worship a golden-winged Dapeng bird as a teacher on a whim?

Forget it, Momo likes it, so let her go.

"The current patriarch of the Dapeng family is Canaan Maple Leaf, Momo, do you want me to write a letter for you......" Jinghua thought for a moment before proposing.

"Hey, no, no, my master is very capable, and he is also doing his best for me, Jinghua, you don't need to help me with anything! By the way, have you finished eating? After eating, go into the room and take a nap! My master will come in a while, don't affect him to teach me a lesson!"

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Jinghua took a short nap.

When he woke up, he couldn't help but be stunned.

In his fragrant, icy-hearted plum garden, bursts of cooking smoke rose up!

The dark fragrance of plum blossoms has long been ignored, because now it smells like the spicy aroma of cumin powder and pepper flour all over the garden!

Listen closely to the slight sizzling sound of fragrant lamb shanks and fat beef ribs flipped on the grill, and after being lightly charred and golden, drops of hot oil slowly slide down the plump tenderloin lines before finally falling on the flames of enthusiasm.

The ingredients are obviously carefully selected, three fat and seven thin, just right, the fat anointing oil is roasted, and a trace of lean meat is soaked, so that each piece is shyly wrapped in tenderness, and when you bite lightly, the fat is fragrant, and the teeth and cheeks are fragrant.

Jinghua sighed softly.

Well, this is also a fragrance, although it is a little more direct than the dark fragrance of plum blossoms, and it is a little more real, but ......

Momo likes it.

He pressed the sore skull, sat up helplessly, and through the window, he saw the little man who could not live for a moment busy in the garden.

Two large barbecue grills have been set up there, and smoke is billowing with fire.

Ah Mo was already sweating profusely, she kept flipping her meat skewers with her left hand, picked up the jar with her right hand, sprinkled all kinds of ingredients on the ingredients without looking, and then switched to a brush to brush the half-burnt meat with honey.

In contrast to his ramblings, Canaan was personable. It has been more than a month since he was saved from the blood bank, he is young and strong, his body has basically recovered, and his face is also excellent, which is almost like the pale and weak appearance before. At this time, he was calmly cutting raw meat on the side and skewering it on bamboo skewers one by one.

"Master, how much chili powder do you want to put in?ah, no, oh my God! I seem to have let it go just now!What should I do?" Ah Mo shouted.

Canaan said leisurely: "It's okay, this is my exclusive ingredient, no matter how you put it or how much you put it, it's delicious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Mo shouted again: "No, my sweat is going to drip down to my flesh!" Master, Master, why don't you come to help!"

She hurriedly wiped her face with the back of her hand, but forgot that she had chili powder on her hand, and when she wiped it into her eyes, she screamed in pain.

"Momo, what's wrong? it doesn't matter!" Canaan Xu immediately put down the things in his hand, took out a towel to wipe her eyes, and said distressedly: "Tell you not to be so impatient, you always don't listen." ”