"Okay, shopkeeper Zhao wait a while, I'll go and prepare." Mo Li said, got up and went to the tent to call a guard to accompany Zhao's shopkeeper, and he trotted all the way to the kitchen.

Originally, I was going to Baixianglou one day to find Shopkeeper Zhao to recommend egg yolk baked pumpkin, but I didn't want Shopkeeper Zhao to come today, but it would save her from going to Laizhou City again.

With the previous practice, Mo Li quickly made the egg yolk baked pumpkin this time, but in order to save raw materials, she only made a small portion. When this small dish of baked pumpkin with egg yolk with golden color and aroma was placed in front of Shopkeeper Zhao, his eyes lit up, and he put a piece in his mouth and tasted it carefully.

"Well, there is a sweet aroma in the fresh and salty, and the taste is also crispy and glutinous. Don't know what the name of this dish is? Shopkeeper Zhao asked and clipped another piece.

"This dish is made with egg yolk and pumpkin as ingredients, so it is called egg yolk baked pumpkin."

"Master Mo, I have a reluctant request below."

"Shopkeeper Zhao, please speak."

"I wonder if Gongzi Mo can sell this dish to Baixianglou?"

Mo Li cheered in his heart, and the shopkeeper Zhao was too good. But with hesitation on his face, he said, "Well...... this"

"Although Mr. Mo made an offer, don't have any scruples." Shopkeeper Zhao threw out another sentence that made Mo Li's heart flutter.

"Shopkeeper Zhao is a cheerful person, so I'm welcome. It is said that we are also acquaintances, but acquaintances are acquaintances, and business is business, so I dare to say a price, if the shopkeeper Zhao thinks it is inappropriate, you can also do without this recipe. Mo Li was polite with a little detachment.

"Mo Gongzi, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

"Thirty taels." Mo Li stretched out two fingers while observing the look of the shopkeeper Zhao.

I thought that Shopkeeper Zhao would bargain, but I didn't want him to answer without blinking his eyes: "Okay, it's thirty taels." ”

Mo Li regretted this, he knew that he would have to pay fifty taels, but the words had already been spoken, and he couldn't take them back. Immediately took pen and ink to write down the dishes, and at the same time wrote some details that need to be paid attention to clearly.

Shopkeeper Zhao was not verbose, and directly took out three silver tickets of ten taels to Mo Li after receiving the recipe.

Mo Li handed over a small basket he took from the kitchen to Shopkeeper Zhao: "Now there are only a few crab yolk eggs, Shopkeeper Zhao will take them back first." I'll prepare more next time. ”

Shopkeeper Zhao wanted to pay, but Mo Li hurriedly stopped: "Shopkeeper Zhao, you and I are business partners, since we do business together, we should trust each other, so we don't have to settle the bill every time." After that, we will settle the settlement at the end of each month. ”

"Okay, since Mr. Mo believes in it, I will settle it at the end of each month according to what Mr. Mo said. Then I won't bother the son, farewell! Shopkeeper Zhao clenched his fists.

Sending Shopkeeper Zhao out of the barracks, Mo Li returned to the big tent with a cheerful pace, humming the song of the previous life while packing up his things.

Murong Chu returned to his big tent from the Chinese army, and his hand that just wanted to lift the curtain suddenly stopped, and he heard a voice singing inside:

I was apathetic because I didn't want to be seen

Too easy to be touched by emotion

I like who I am

I don't really want to go back in time......

Murong Chu had never heard this kind of tune, and the lyrics were also very strange, just like Mo Li usually spoke......

In a daze, Mo Li packed up his things and came out of it, "What are you doing here, it's cold, hurry up and go in to warm up, I'll send these things to the kitchen and come back." ”

It could be seen that she was in a very good mood, with a bright smile on her face, and Murong Chu's mood was also better, he hooked the corners of his lips and lifted the curtain into the big tent.

When Mo Li came back, Murong Chu was sitting behind the table and looking at the folding. She knew that Murong Chu didn't like to be disturbed when she was dealing with official business, so she made a cup of hot tea and put it on the table, and then she also sat on the futon not far from the prescription and warmed her hands with a cup of tea.

From this angle of her, you can see Murong Chu's side face, only to see him pursing his thin lips, his two handsome eyebrows are sometimes slightly frowned, sometimes stretched, and his handsome face is resolute and cold. I have to admit that this man is really not ordinarily handsome, thinking back to the handsome guys he saw in his previous life, there is really nothing that can compare to him.

Mo Li thought of Mu Qingyun again, he was also good-looking, but he and Murong Chu were two temperaments. Mu Qingyun's facial features can be called perfect, his face is like a crown of jade, his lips are red and his teeth are white, especially those peach blossom eyes, he always has a little smile, but Mo Li feels that he is too perfect and can only be described by the word demon.

Murong Chu's gaze kept falling on the fold in his hand, reading them one by one, and then brushing them up and writing the reply. Until he finished the last book, he put down the pen in his hand, and raised his eyes to meet Mo Li's sight not far away.

Mo Li didn't expect him to raise his head suddenly, and suddenly had a sense of embarrassment of being discovered by voyeurism, so he quickly lowered his eyebrows and took a sip of the tea he was holding in his hand, only to find that the tea was already cold.

"Come here." Murong Chu's voice came, and Mo Li hurriedly put down the teacup and got up and walked to the bookcase: "What do you command, Lord General?" ”

"Change a cup of hot tea."

Mo Li hurriedly went to change the tea, thinking: I really don't have the talent to serve people, and I don't have any eyesight at all, but fortunately, Murong Chu is not harsh on himself now.

"How much did you sell for that dish?" Murong Chu asked suddenly.

"Huh? Oh, thirty taels. Mo Li was slightly stunned and answered truthfully.

The corners of Murong Chu's mouth hooked slightly: "It seems that you are really a good money-maker." ”

"Thank you, General, for the compliment," Mo Li smiled with a dog's leg, "However, these thirty taels should all belong to me, and there is no need to divide them into the military camp." ”

"Why?"

"The recipe is my personal intellectual property, and I transferred it to Baixianglou, and the income must of course belong to me, and it has nothing to do with the barracks." Mo Li couldn't help but despise herself fiercely in her heart: It's shameless, when did the egg yolk baked pumpkin become your intellectual property? But on the face, it is a matter of course.

"Well, then count it on your own." Murong Chu was no longer surprised by some new words that Mo Li often came up with, although he had never heard of the word intellectual property, it was not difficult to understand its meaning literally, so he didn't ask any more.

"Thank you, Shogun." Mo Li smiled brightly.

"Did you read the book you sent last time?" Murong Chu asked.

"I've read three books, and I'm reading the last one." Mo Li replied, that day Murong Chu said that he would find her a few more books, and sure enough, someone sent four books within two days.

Murong Chu raised his eyes and looked at her: "Can you read it?" ”

Mo Li bit her lip embarrassedly: "There are some places that I can't understand, and there are a few words I don't know." ”

"Then why don't you ask?" Murong Chu frowned unhappily.

"I was afraid of disturbing the general, so I copied them all, and I wanted to ask for advice when the general was free." Mo Li said cautiously.