Jiang Zebei looked embarrassed when he saw him, and he was a little annoyed, almost knowing what was going on.

It's definitely a mess.

As soon as the three teenagers sat down, Chen Mengtian quickly came in with two more bowls of noodles.

Mo Zixuan sat at the table and looked at her with blank eyes.

Especially the bowl with noodles in her hand.

He has only just apprenticed to the master, and now he can eat the food cooked by the master himself, which is simply his blessing.

Just smelling the scent of this living room made his saliva come out.

Although when he came, he had eaten.

But the master's craftsmanship, as an apprentice, can not be missed.

Chen Mengtian held two bowls of noodles in his hand, one bowl in front of Jiang Zebei, and the other bowl in front of Mo Zixuan.

Mo Zixuan's mouth was tightly closed, and he nodded at her vigorously.

Chen Mengtian couldn't help but be curious, "Why don't you speak?" ”

Mo Zixuan, who was sitting on the stool, immediately showed an aggrieved expression, "Girl, you made me quiet." ”

These words drew Chen Mengtian's laughter.

"I'll tell you to be quiet, don't always shout from a strong master."

Mo Zixuan sat up straight and promised, "I must remember in the future, and I will call you girl." ”

"Okay, let's eat, after eating, sort out the medicinal materials with me and learn the techniques of acupuncture."

"Good!"

Chen Qishan and Jiang Zebei had already started eating with chopsticks when they were talking.

Mo Zixuan listened to the sound of sucking in his ears, and hurriedly started with chopsticks.

When the noodles were first put into his mouth, his expression was stunned, and his mouth didn't move.

When the taste of noodles spread in his mouth, it filled every corner of his mouth, and Mo Zixuan couldn't wait to swallow his tongue.

It's delicious, it's delicious!

The strength of this noodle and the fragrance made him hurry up and move.

When Chen Mengtian sat down, Jiang Zebei had already finished eating a bowl.

The other got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Chen Mengtian was full after eating a bowl, and she didn't eat too much tonight.

It was Jiang Zebei and Chen Qishan who ate two large bowls of the sea alone.

Mo Zixuan also ate a bowl.

Actually, Mo Zixuan still wanted to eat, but his stomach was gone.

And when he came, he was well fed.

Looking at the empty bowl on the table, his face was full of regret.

If he knew that he could eat such delicious noodles when he came here, he couldn't wait to swallow his tongue, so he didn't eat dinner with his cousin.

After eating and drinking, Chen Mengtian divided the work and asked Chen Qishan and Jiang Zebei to clean up the table.

She took Mo Zixuan into the inner room.

Let him sort out the medicinal materials, grind the medicinal materials with iron medicine, copper pestle mortar, and crush the medicinal materials one by one.

Chen Mengtian sat at the table and read it again, the acupuncture method in the Qinglian medical book, and took out the silver needle.

Suddenly, she raised her head and looked over the table and looked at Mo Zixuan, who was busy on the ground.

"Do you have acupuncture needles?"

Mo Zixuan was busy with the medicinal materials in his hand, and he didn't raise his head and said, "Bring it, give me ten when my cousin comes." ”

After saying this, he raised his head and asked, "Girl, ten needles are enough?" ”

Chen Mengtian nodded, "Enough, eight is enough." ”

While the two were busy indoors, Jiang Zebei and Chen Qishan also finished cleaning up the living room.

They were sitting on the seats in the house.

Jiang Zebei took out two hundred taels of silver tickets from his sleeve and put them on the table, and pushed them in front of Chen Qishan.

"What is this?" Chen Qishan looked in front of him, he had only seen a few denominations of one hundred taels of silver tickets, and he was a little stunned for a while.

In Chenjia Village, there are definitely no more than three families that can take out silver tickets.

One of them is theirs.