Twenty-two, sell pumpkins
"The country is general, and the wells are black holes. Yang Ze looked around everyone and then read the first line of the poem.
Ha ha...... Ha...... Ouyang Shaogong laughed so hard that people turned over. In addition to Murong Xiaoxiao still being the same, it was Liang Zijing and Ouyang Shaogong who laughed the most unscrupulously. "It's called poetry, and a three-year-old is better than you. Vulgar, too vulgar. "Yang Ze is well versed in the realism of the earth web novel, and knows how to accurately grasp the reversal time of pretending. How to take the highest level of face slapping to the extreme. "The country is general, and the wells are black holes. The black dog is white, and the white dog is swollen. After reading the poem in one breath, Yang Ze arched his hand to Murong Xiaoxiao and walked straight out of the garden.
It's quiet! It's not quiet! I've seen more than a dozen versions of this routine. You have to know where the name of my brother's scumbag comes from? After years of perseverance in novels and online games, AV and comics have achieved the name of today's scum. This little scene is a piece of cake. The crowd shook their heads and laughed again. Ouyang Shaogong and Liang Zijing didn't care about it at first, but when they found that everyone's eyes were looking at them, even Murong Xiaoxiao was looking over here. Liang Zijing found that it seemed that he and Ouyang Shaogong were wearing two Confucian clothes, one black and one white......
At this point in the party, everyone was not in the mood to drink and discuss poetry again, and agreed to set off for Xianyang in three days, and then dispersed. Murong Xiaoxiao was silently in the snow, thinking of the slightly upturned corners of Yang Ze's mouth when he read the poem just now, and he couldn't help but lose his mind a little......
Murong Mansion West Wing Room. "You rush back to Yongqiu City first and give this letter to my father. Then take this token in my hand to the Blood Eagle Camp and tell the Eagle King that the gourd valley will intercept and kill Yang Dingtian and Yang Ze......"
The East Wing of Murong Mansion. "You go back to Shouchun immediately, inform my father of the situation here, and ask my father to send wolf guards to ambush in Hulu Valley first, and intercept and kill Huang Jay and Yang Ze when the convoy passes, and be careful not to expose their whereabouts......"
The inner courtyard of Murong Mansion. "Hulu Valley? I'm afraid this trip won't be quiet. The carriage of Yang Ze and the others is lined up behind the Murong family, you go down and arrange it. ”
Yang Ze and the others didn't know how many people were ready to kill them at this time, and they had been discussing an issue that was very important to them since they returned from the back garden. "There is no money"! Sixteen copper plates lay lonely on the table, which was their whole net worth. To be precise, Yang Ze is actually penniless. Yang Zeguang came to this world in a slippery way, and his first stop was Wenli Village, where he had never seen money at all. The clothes are tailor-made, the shoes are Li San's, and he eats Sai Xishi's white food every day, and he has no money, and there is no place to use money. Since Guo Yong Village came all the way to Pingyang City, there was still nothing left over from the dry food given by the villagers, and it was not spent until he entered Murong Mansion. The sixteen copper plates were all taken out of Xiao Tian's body. It's a long way to Xianyang, although there is Murong Mansion on the road, it always costs money to eat and stay in the capital. One has never been out of the house at all, and the other has just walked out of the "novice village". After an hour of discussion between the two committees, it was unanimously adopted. It was decided to sell "pumpkins" on the street from tomorrow.
Binh Duong City Collection. "Pumpkin...... Fresh pumpkin ...... Come and buy it...... "a morning yo he, transaction rate: zero! net income: zero!
"Brother, melon, I don't know ......" shouted for a long time and no one cared, it turned out that no one knew this pumpkin at all, and I didn't know if it was eaten or used, no wonder the turnover rate was zero. It seems that he has to advertise himself, but I saw Yang Ze smash a pumpkin directly, pick up a piece and gnaw it up, and shout loudly while gnawing on it. "Young man, what are you selling, can you eat this thing?" Yang Ze saw that someone finally came and hurriedly introduced, "Auntie, this is called pumpkin, it can be stuffed or boiled, it can be sweet or salty, it can be suitable for all ages, and it can also lower blood pressure." As for eating it raw, it doesn't taste good......"
As the sun set, Yang Ze and Xiaotian returned to Murong's house with the remaining pumpkins. They finally increased their total assets from 16 to 17, an increase of 0.5 percentage points year-on-year.
"Miss, this is the new thing that Mama Wang brought back from the market in the morning, I know that Miss you love sweets, and the kitchen has made this bowl of pumpkin porridge for you to taste. The little maid said to Murong Xiaoxiao as if offering a treasure.
"It tastes really good, the taste is sweet but not greasy, and there is a faint fruity aroma, tomorrow I will tell Wang Ma to let the kitchen send some more." "Not necessarily, I just heard Wang Ma tell the kitchen, there are two young men selling melons, one is tall and looks handsome, and the other looks like a fairy, and I don't know if Wang Ma is blowing nonsense again. Wang's mother said that looking at the two guys was like a scholar rushing to take the exam, and no one helped him in the morning, so she kindly bought one. The little maid said wow-wow.
"Like a fairy's scholar, rush to take the exam, tell the housekeeper to take twenty ingots of gold and send them to Yang Ze in the South Wing guest room, just say that it is not enough, just speak. Wait, send another thirty copper coins over, and tell him, thank him for his pumpkin porridge......" Murong Xiaoxiao said to the maid while drinking the pumpkin porridge.
Yang Ze was unfavorable today, and the two of them discussed the strategy of selling melons tomorrow in the room.
"Young Master Yang, this is sent by the young lady who asked the small one, and it is not enough to tell the small one. Miss also said, thank you for the pumpkin porridge. The butler put down his things and turned and left.
"Pumpkin porridge?What pumpkin porridge?When did I send her pumpkin porridge?," Yang Ze said as he reached out and lifted the red cloth covering the plate. Wow! Sleepy and send a pillow! Xiaotian's eyes were straight, and he almost fell off his eyes. Yang Ze suddenly went from being a middle peasant with no poverty, and instantly rushed to a well-off life. At this time, I thought about it, should I really make a bowl of pumpkin porridge for Murong Xiaoxiao......
Pockets are rich and bold. I used to have too many ideas, but now that I have money, it's time to prepare well. Early the next morning, Yang Ze and Xiaotian ran to the pharmacy, looking for herbs to stop bleeding and detoxify and treat internal injuries. Don't be the kind that is dried, but fresh and preferably with roots. The more the merrier, it took a whole day to buy all the medicinal materials needed in Pingyang City, and twenty ingots of gold flew away in this way. With more than thirty carts of medicinal herbs, Yang Ze couldn't return to Murong Mansion for the time being, and now he needed to find a place to "turn all these medicinal herbs into ashes". After extracting these essence cores, Yang Ze's life-saving plan was even more perfect. Even if Xiaotian is injured, he can also carry out emergency rescue by releasing the sperm nucleus. Although the effect is low, as long as Yang Ze has enough aura to absorb the essence core. At that time, Yang Ze's pumpkin will become a veritable "life-saving melon". This is simply the existence of a battlefield priest, a teammate is injured, and a pumpkin is full of blood and blue in an instant when he eats it. Yang Ze drove the car, and his face was full of obscene and silly smiles all the way......