Qin Mo raised his hand to stroke his forehead, this request was too tricky.

He thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Qiao Nuo suddenly stretched out his hand, "Come, let's high-five and swear." ”

Qin Mo silently stretched out his hand and slapped his hands with her.

"Okay, we have also made an oath, and if either side violates the oath, it will be thundered by the sky." As soon as Qiao Nuo said this, he gritted his teeth, afraid that Qin Mo would only agree to bluff himself.

Because she always had a hunch that Qin Mo just wanted to tie her to her side.

I don't know if this is her narcissistic delusion, or an illusion caused by the wrong line of cranial nerves, but she doesn't care if it's true or not, she has to put an end to it, otherwise how will she go to the end of the world in the future?

After watching Qiao Nuo jump to the bamboo forest, a smile rose at the corner of Qin Mo's mouth.

It's okay to let you go, but you didn't say you wouldn't let me go with you!

Tian Jing returned to the store, and as soon as she left everyone's sight, her sweet appearance could no longer be maintained, and she collapsed, pulled out the tea handed by the shopkeeper, and slapped it on the ground.

She shouted angrily: "What to drink, the business is robbed and drunk?" ”

It's really embarrassing to get home, she licked her face and went to greet Prince Shen, but she didn't expect people to turn around and leave without giving her a look, and she also pulled the fat female shopkeeper like a pig away.

I wanted to go back to the store immediately, but I had no choice but to let the flowery radish Chunwang stop her, and insisted on asking her to comment on the products sold in his eleventh brother's store.

In desperation, she had to take a neatly stacked piece of slag candy and take a bite.

But who expected that as soon as that thing entered the mouth, it directly blinded her.

The milk flavor in this dregs of sugar is even stronger than that of milk custard.

With her many years of experience in making desserts, the ingredients of this slag candy only have the aroma of maltose, milk and peanuts, and the taste of other ingredients is what he didn't eat?

What is the origin of that fat girl, who can make such delicious candy?

She raised her hand and beckoned, and the junior in the store came up carefully, "What do you have the shopkeeper's orders?" ”

Tian Jing lowered his voice and explained to him: "You go and check what is the origin of the fat girl shopkeeper who made slag candy next door?" ”

"Okay." The shopkeeper said that he should get down, turned around and was about to go out.

Tian Jing frowned: "Why are you going?" ”

Xiao Er made her a little confused, and turned around, "Didn't the shopkeeper ask me to find out who the fat shopkeeper was?" ”

Tian Jing really wanted to give him stupidity, and said sharply: "I'm asking you to inquire quietly, do you understand?" ”

After the shopkeeper said the word "understood", he turned around and went out, leaning against the edge of the store, listening to the voice next door, trying to hear something about the fat girl from the words spoken by those people.

Tian Jing looked at it coldly, if it weren't for the lack of manpower now, I really wanted to fire the second child of this shop.

Mr. Le quietly went to the edge of the sweet potato field behind Tingzhuxuan and peeked at his fat apprentice's every move.

In the past few days, Jono has been running here every day and not making food for him.

He had to see what she was messing up with.

On the meadow next to the sweet potato field, many miniature thatched huts have been built.

Jono was crouching on the edge of one of the miniature thatched huts, quietly lifting the roof above, looking at the new sprouts inside, and wondering how proud he was.

These dozen miniature thatched huts are planted with passion fruit, kiwi fruit, ginseng fruit, as well as seeds of tomatoes, grapefruits, rock sugar oranges, grapes, cantaloupe, peppers, etc.

These miniature versions of the thatched huts are insulated huts that she made according to the temperature and humidity required for each variety.