Chapter 59 A dog's mouth is grinning, and MMP is duplicitous in his heart!
Lin Dang silently teased Xiao Qiang, and the shallow pear vortex at the corner of his mouth was comfortable to look at. Bi Fen, who had been secretly observing her, finally couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't stand Xiao Qiang who was walking close to Lin Dang: "Even if this donkey has some magical powers, don't get used to it when you are used to it, see what it looks like, just like a boneless person, let Dang hold it." β
Lin Dang couldn't imagine the sour picture of his family walking with a donkey, so he had to talk to Bi Fen about his troubles.
"Master Bifen, what kind of single product do you think tastes the best in the past few days?" Lin Dang's biggest problem now is that there are too many projects and he doesn't want to give up any of them. Lin Dang is confident: seventy or eighty percent of each project will be popular. However, the start-up capital is insufficient, and if it is launched all at once, it does not have that strength. At the moment, you can only come one by one, so it's a question of which one to go up to.
Bifen has now been conquered by Lin Dang's beauty (human) taste (character) and good (charm) cuisine (power), and when he heard this, he immediately gave Lin Dang an idea that was not his idea: "I think it's all good." By the way, you can do a good job and let others sell it. β
After Bifen finished speaking, he also instructed Lin Dang: "Let's not show up ourselves, it's better not to show up when this face is Dangdang." β
This is Bifen's heartfelt words, she naturally thinks that Lin Dang's craftsmanship is good, but if she bends her waist for money, it will be too blasphemous to desecrate Lin Dang's unparalleled beauty. And everyone's ladies should be chaste and quiet, and it's really not good to show up.
This is also the pain that Bi Fen has never tasted without money and without food since he followed the meditation master. Therefore, when encountering problems, it is natural to think of face first, and before doing things, consider whether it is consistent with the identity.
Although Lin Dang may not be treated well by his family, or even because he was excluded from being squeezed out, they came to the original temple. But in Bifen's eyes, Lin Dang, Little Wolf and Xiao Linlin are all masters, where are the masters who show up to do business?
Datang is not as heavy on agriculture and light on commerce as in the previous dynasties, and merchants in some special industries are even more privileged than local prefect officials. But these are just a one-in-a-million exception. Moreover, these successful people, they are all men.
Lin Dang expected that Master Jing would disagree, but he didn't expect that Bi Fen, who had always been gentle and temperamental, would be the first to object.
Lin Dang expressed his gratitude for Bifen's comments and suggestions, but expressed reservations. She didn't plan to stay in Datang permanently, but now she is just looking for something to do, accumulate money, and have the capital to find a way home and leave a way back for the two children. As for fame or something, Lin Dang shrugged, she really didn't care.
What is fame? Can I eat it? It doesn't matter if you can eat it!
Bifen Nun is an honest person, of course she doesn't know Lin Dang: "I think what you said is right, but I don't want to follow!" "Such a dog temper. I don't understand that Lin Dang is a fairy who doesn't speak like this, she is a fairy with a painting, she is grinning on her lips, and she is duplicitous in her heart.
Bifen was immediately relieved, and discussed with Lin Dang very enthusiastically how to make bean sprouts and how to do the vegetarian Buddha jumping over the wall. I can't even hope that Lin Dang will immediately make bean sprouts so that her family can taste them.
Lin Dang wanted to ask the naΓ―ve Bifen Nun: Don't you know what the current state of this temple is? If she hadn't deceived the little round face when she went down the mountain last time, then they would really want to think about moon cakes to the moon at this time.
However, it doesn't seem to be useful to talk to Bifennun about this. To be honest, Lin Dang didn't have a sense of belonging in the original world, and the reason why she was in a hurry to earn money and go home was just because there was her father there. So, what kind of dependence and liking can she have for Datang?
Endured the complaints in his heart, Lin Dang tried his best not to let his little fairy's "personality" collapse: "Raw bean sprouts must have beans, Master Bifen, you rest first, I will take the two of you to ride the little strong to the farmer's house at the bottom of the mountain to buy some." β
"Huh?" Bifen Nun still didn't react to Lin Dang's jumping way of speaking.
Lin Dang said again patiently: "It's done for Shitai to taste." β
"Okay, there's Miss Laurin!" As long as it's for the master, then it's okay. This is actually the respectability of Bifen, but it is also the most incomprehensible. Bifen has always been like this, so Qingfen will gain face and be reused in front of Master Jingjing. Bifen was not annoyed that he couldn't compare to Qingfen, but when Qingfen betrayed his master, he was secretly sad for a long time. She thought that if it weren't for her bluntness and lack of flexibility, how could her master have no one to hurt Qingfen?
"Miss Lin, thank you for your enlightenment to our master, if it weren't for you, the master wouldn't know how uncomfortable he was.... Miss Lin? β
Bi Fen looked at Lin Dang, who was bathed in the sun and his figure was gradually moving away, but the girl's slender figure became more and more tall in Bi Fen's eyes. Although Bi Fen is clumsy, she also knows that this outspoken, happy-hearted and good-hearted Lin girl is the responsibility of their original Pu Temple. Without her, what would Mrs. Shi do? What about them?
Of course, Bifen knew that the prince in the capital wanted to make his master soft through these and such methods. Bifen didn't dare to say anything about the affairs of the masters, but no matter what, they couldn't let the masters suffer in the name of the good of the masters! Not a day!
"It's time for me to make persimmon sauce!" The more Bi Fen looked at Lin Dang's back, the more steady he became, as if he had always felt that there was a backbone in his heart when he was still in his previous life. She said to herself in a relaxed mood: "I should also go and boil persimmon sauce!" "Although I don't know how Miss Lin sells these persimmon sauces, she just needs to do it herself.
After all, such a good prescription was given to him so unreservedly, how could he be worthy of Miss Lin's love if he didn't work hard?
That's right!
Bifen's eyes lit up, she still had something to ask Lin Dang for: "Miss Lin, Miss Lin, master, master ....."
Seeing that the more he shouted people and went farther and farther, Bifen was also anxious, and unconsciously said what was in his heart: "Master, master stop!" β
As soon as the master spoke, the more Bi Fen shouted, the smoother it became, and the more he shouted, the more he felt that this title was very good. As the saying goes, there must be my teacher in a threesome, and Miss Lin Dang is her master of Bifen.
Lin Dangben was annoyed by Bifen's broken thoughts, and unconsciously sped up her pace, and when she heard Bifen stupidly happy behind her, she suddenly called her, for fear that this stubborn Bifen nun would say something to her again, "Women should be chaste" and even threw out a tune like "We are everyone's girlfriends, don't show your head", so she was so frightened that she walked faster and faster, and even trotted up.
Who knows, Bifen actually called her master!
Lin Dang is still the master of a good person as a teacher, although she refuses to admit it, but if it weren't for that, how could she broadcast PK live with others, and later she was given by the big eight claws......
Putting away his thoughts and slowing down, the expression on Lin Dang's face was solemn. She reached out and straightened her braids, and pressed the wind-blown skirt again, and then, slowly, turned around, showing a gentle but polite smile: "Who are you calling?" β