The orb has been on the second floor.

Because it was the dim sum and milk tea she brought at the beginning.

Therefore, from the beginning of picking cloth with a sword to the present, she heard it clearly.

I didn't see it clearly.

She lowered her sense of presence, lowered her head, looked at the tray in her hand, and didn't dare to look up.

When Baozhu heard this, the young master said to Miss Poria Cocos:

"You try."

"Don't shake it too hard."

"Yes, that's it, squeeze it out."

Miss Poria said happily: "It's really effortless, this craftsman is really amazing." I'll taste it and see if it's fine. ”

Miss Song seemed to take a sip of apple juice, don't ask why Baozhu is sure it's apple juice, she smells it, she rarely eats apples.

"Well, yes, the taste is not so much slag, it's just just squeezed like this, it's not very delicious."

Then the young master actually asked, it was the young master who asked: "What can I add to make it delicious." ”

"Add some sugar, or honey. But I think it's better to eat apples directly after squeezing the juice. ”

"Then why do you make a juicer?"

"I want to puree apples, put some milk, butter, and sugar, make apple filling, wrap them in dough like buns, and bake them out to make apple snacks and apple pie."

"What is a pie?"

"Ugh."

"What kind of oil is butter?"

"Well, I want to think about it, how do I describe it to you."

Baozhu heard the young master suggest Miss Poria and said, "Then you can think while beating eggs, let's try this." ”

Poria said, "Huh? You don't have to give that much, I'll just try it, just mix it well. The oven here is not set up properly, and it is useless to beat so many eggs. ”

Baozhu was really curious, and quietly raised his eyes.

found that the young master actually carried a basket of eggs to the front.

Ignoring Miss Poria's obstruction, she beat dozens of eggs in a row, and all of them went into the guy called the whisk.

The young master said: "If you fight too much, it won't be a problem." ”

When Miss Poria saw that she had beaten so many eggs, it was really not difficult to mix them up at all, and her face showed a more joyful expression, looking at the young master, her eyes were full of Zhencheng Dao:

"So, this craftsman is really powerful."

"Hey, Master Lu, I just heard from Shunzi, how did you do it yourself, how can you say this." Mrs. Ma carried a pot of tea and climbed up the stairs.

Yes?

Song Fuling: "......"

Lu Pan looked at Song Fuling's face for the first time, and he wanted to find clues on that white face.

Found it?

Found it.

He saw Song Fuling's face full of surprise, he didn't believe that he could do it, he didn't believe that he would do it himself, at this moment, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly: I didn't expect it.

Song Fuling's face was indeed full of surprise at this time, and after being stunned for a few seconds, she instinctively wanted to look at Lu Pan's expression.

thought: What surprised her the most was that this person loved to listen to compliments so much, she just praised her, and this person was stunned and didn't tell her.

When Junko went upstairs, what she saw was: the two of them were looking at each other again.

It was the same as when they were in Renjia Village, and the expressions of the two of them were the same.

Junko asked herself again:

Is it really that he thinks too much?

Actually, he asked the young master to come today just to make sure that he didn't think much about it.

He also really wanted to ask someone: Huh? Just you? Brothers and sisters, if you know the young master very well, do you think this situation is normal?

"You taste it, you can't get used to drinking milk tea, and there is clear tea here." Mrs. Ma motioned to Lu Pan to sit down and eat snacks, and at the same time glanced at her granddaughter, motioning for Song Fuling to go downstairs with her.

Downstairs, it's dark.

The grandfather and grandson were muttering.

The old lady means:

Since the little general has already made it himself for her shop.

Then these two things, it's not a matter of how much it's worth, it's people's hearts.

We can't do that kind of thing, taking three or five taels of small gold ingots to compare and compare.

Give money, that's called buying and selling.

And what do we call it?

It's not about money anymore, it's a gift.

Therefore, after receiving the gift, we need to return the gift.

And return the gift, also with the heart, take out the valuable, at the same time people can be happy when they receive it, and the best gift can be sent to the hearts of people.

You must know that in ancient times, even if a farmer sent you a bowl of sauce, we had to give someone a handful of green onions or pick a basket of vegetables. Otherwise, the family will be rude to turn their heads.

This is a farmhouse.

People like the city, don't mention people like the little general, don't dare to imagine.

Just say that ordinary wealthy people have to pay more attention to the gift in return.

Mrs. Ma pondered and asked her granddaughter, the little granddaughter has a good brain.

But this matter is really difficult to hold Song Ling.

There are a bunch of good things in her home space, but no one dares to send them to Lu Pan.

The man couldn't fool around.

She sends small mirrors? Sending perfume? Sending a book? Send a tape measure, a compass pen, a large eraser? Pull it down, it's to send a box of yogurt, she can't explain what the yogurt box is made of.

You can't even think about what's in the space.

That man, who belonged to the ancient people, had a great understanding and a lot of heart.

You can send the existing ones in ancient times, the wolf skin and wolf teeth have been given, and the bear bile and bear paws have been picked and sent a long time ago. Tiger, even the tiger whip was given, what else can be given to others? And they were all hunted by Lu Pan's subordinates.

"Milk, I want to come and go, and if I meet your two conditions at the same time, it is valuable to our family, and if I want him to accept it and be happy, then it can only be to send Mi Shou."

This kid speaks with strength.

Can Miju be delivered? It's really sent, before your mother cries, your father will not recognize me as a mother, don't think I don't know.

"What are you talking about?"

"Ah, what are you talking about," Mrs. Ma realized that something was wrong after replying. Hurriedly came out of the stairs with Song Fuling and looked at the stairs.

Lu Pan is taking Junzi and Xiao Quanzi downstairs.

"No need to be polite. I still have something to do, so let's go first. ”

Lu Pan deliberately nodded at Mrs. Ma, and then turned around and walked out of the store.

Sitting on the horse, Lu Pan's eyes skimmed over the top of Song Fuling's head, and emphasized again: "There is no need to be polite." ”

Junko also sat on the horse, and smiled at the old lady Ma, grinning widely.

Xiao Quanzi saw that the master was smiling like that, and he also smiled at Mrs. Ma and them.

Looking at the backs of a few people riding horses and drifting away.

"Milk, why did you get the bald out of your mouth."

"I didn't hear the sound of going downstairs, I thought it was Da Dezi asking. Isn't this a matter of thought, it scares me. ”

After Mrs. Ma finished talking, she turned around and found that the shopkeeper of the bookstore next door was looking at her.

She politely nodded to Shopkeeper Qi first.

Unexpectedly, Shopkeeper Qi arched his hand very solemnly at her.

The old lady didn't know that it was Lu Pan's private property next to it.

She has always thought that she belongs to the typical chicken dog ascension.

If one person gains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.

That person is Miss Lu San.

From the opening to the present, when I came out and met other shopkeepers, I spoke politely to her.

She's used to it.