Chapter 42 Your Tea is Made of Gold
Besides, this scale armor is a waste to him, and if he gives it to Ling Luoyu, he may be able to pull a favor or something.
If it is useful to her in the future, there will be a reason to speak.
There is no harm in dealing with the children of such a family.
"Okay, third brother pig, I'm welcome!" Ling Luoyu was not pretentious, collected the scale armor, and carefully inquired about the terrain when the little beast was found, and then went out.
Just as he was about to let Xiao Er keep the accounts, Tie Shi came in at the right time.
"You're just in time, check out!" Ling Luoyu's eldest young master's unscrupulous nature was undoubtedly exposed.
Tieshi rolled his eyes and took out the money bag: "How much?" ”
Xiao Er flattered and laughed: "This big brother, there are a total of seven silver coins!" ”
"Seven?! Is your tea made of gold? So expensive? "Tie Shi's first feeling was that Ling Luoyu was slaughtered.
A gentleman like her usually closes the general account at the end of the year, so these merchants and stores will always add some black hearts and more black money.
Anyway, for these scum who eat and wait to die, they won't remember how much they ate this year.
Xiao Er cried with a sad face: "Big brother, don't look at jokes...... The third young master didn't drink tea, he invited someone to dinner......"
"Invite someone to dinner? Who please? ”
"Pig Old Three......"
"Who is the third pig?"
"A woodcutter...... Woodcutter ......"
Xiao Er is about to collapse.
Big brother, are you there?
It's only seven silver coins for a meal, as for such a careful examination?
It's as if their teahouse really hacked their money.
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Ling Mansion, study.
Tie Shi told Ling Bufan about leaving the house in the morning, and he was full of anger.
"Guogong, tell me, is this a bit too much, Third Young Master? The good guy even invited the woodcutter to dinner! ”
"Yes! She's so decent, why would she invite a woodcutter to dinner!? Ling Bufan's gaze looked at Ling Yunxi as if he were exploring.
Ling Yunxi also frowned, unable to guess which move Ling Luoyu took.
"What about the Third Young Master?"
"The third young master will go back to the room as soon as he comes back...... I also let Xiaoying guard the door, no one is allowed to disturb, and I don't know what I'm doing......"
“……”
"Ahem!" Tao Ding's cough came from the door, and then he burst into laughter.
"Third Young Master, what are you holding here?!"
Ling Bufan's expression froze, and he waved his hand to let Tieshi go out through the window.
He walked on the front foot, and Ling Luoyu pushed the door on the back foot.
"Second uncle, look at the sesame paste I made for you......"
Ling Yunxi: "......"
It's about to be lunch, what does it mean to send a bowl of sesame paste coldly?!
As soon as he returned to the Ling Mansion, Ling Luoyu flashed into the Chaotic Realm.
She carefully picked the blood-stained herbal leaves, washed them with water, and then smashed the scales of the dragon armor with black and smashed them, mixed them with black sesame seeds, and made them into sesame paste, and the farts were upside down to show filial piety.
Looking at the black sesame paste, Ling Yunxi really didn't have any appetite.
"Why does this smell of blood?"
He was born as a war general, killed and drank blood, and was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.
"Add a little seasoning, make up for the ......" Ling Luoyu chuckled: "Second uncle, taste it, maybe there will be an unexpected harvest." ”
This piece of scale armor and blood was just the best dose for her experiment.
If there is an effect, Ling Yunxi's body must react, and in the same way, if there is damage, it will not be too deadly.