It's been three years since she came to this society, and she already knows very well how many deformed and perverted people in this society have no lower limit.

"Nope." Luo Mincha is not a person of many words, and Qingbao is not a troublesome person, so Qingbao knows nothing except that he knows that Min Cha has an elder brother.

didn't get more information about Luo Qianyue from Qingbao, and Meng Siyun went home disappointed.

Qingbao returned home, and there was nothing to do, so he went back to the backyard to continue practicing calligraphy.

When she finished writing an entire scripture, Fang Qingyue pushed the door in.

"Why did you come back so early today?" According to Mr. Fu's meticulous habits, he would not let the disciples come back until noon. Fang Qingyue, who had already known everything about Qingbao as if he was in charge, couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw Qingbao come back early.

Qingbao finished writing the word one by one, and then put down the pen and replied: "Mr. Fu is not in good health, let us come back first." ”

"Oh." Fang Qingyue came over, stood beside Qingbao, picked up the copied scriptures and read Qingbao's words.

Seeing that the words on it were already quite good, I couldn't help but nod secretly.

Qingbao pointed to the brush on the pen stand and said, "If you can't write, if you don't write, I'll wash the pen." ”

"Let's wash it, I won't write it today, I have to go home now." Fang Qingyue said casually while flipping through Qingbao's words one by one.

"Don't you want to eat and go? Something at home today? ”

"Well, there's a guest at home today." Fang Qingyue seemed to suddenly remember something, put down the paper in his hand, and said to Qingbao: "You can make some more muffins, Hong Bo likes to eat muffins, and he has already told me several times, let me order it with you again." ”

Muffins are not too delicious in the later generations when there are many kinds of dim sum, and Qingbao really didn't expect this snack to make Hong Bo like it.

"Okay. I'll do it this afternoon, and you'll come and get it tomorrow." Qingbao agreed very happily.

"And the pine flower egg, do you still have it at home?"

"Yes."

"Bring me a few, and give my father and mother a taste at noon today."

"Okay."

Qingbao found a basket and put more than a dozen pine flower eggs in it, and Fang Qingyue carried it away with a smile.

In the afternoon, Qingbao naturally did what he said and made a lot of muffins.

Muffins are actually very simple, the ingredients are nothing more than eggs, milk, egg liquid, flour and the like, the method refers to cakes, but they are not as complicated as cakes. It's just that most of the muffins in the previous life were used for baking, and there was no oven in this era, so Qingbao was baked over low heat.

After baking the muffins all afternoon, Qing Bao straightened up his sore waist and ended this pancake journey.

The next morning, Qingbao went to Mr. Fu's school as usual, although Mr. Fu was still not good today, but he taught them for a long time, and he didn't even leave homework before school, so he asked Yahuan to help her go back to the house and lie down.

Although Qingbao and the others care about Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu's tone is quite tight, and no one can pry it out if she wants to say something, so Qingbao and they can't help it.

After Fang Qingyue got out of school, he took the muffins from Qingbao's house, and left in a hurry without even saying a few words.

Looking at his disappearing back, Qing Bao asked Sizhu curiously: "Who is from his family to let him be busy like this?" ”

Sizhu said perfunctorily to her in an ominous voice: "It seems that his aunt's family is here, and I don't know the specifics." ”

Since he didn't even know the four pillars, Qingbao didn't ask, and went back to the house to write after eating.

For a few days, Fang Qingyue didn't appear, Qingbao didn't think it was anything at first, but after a long time, he actually had a faint melancholy, and he always felt that something seemed to be missing in his life.

It's a pity that she didn't have time to taste this feeling, Mr. Fu's health improved, not only resumed normal teaching, but also gave them make-up lessons every day, and assigned a lot of homework.

This time, Qing Bao was busy every day without touching the ground, and he was so tired that he fell asleep with his head on the pillow, and he didn't even have a little time to think about Fang Qingyue.

Mr. Fu is very eager to teach, especially for Qingbao, who is the latest to enter the school, every second counts, so he can't wait to pry Qingbao's head open, and then pour what she wants to teach into it at once.

Although Qingbao and the others didn't know why Mr. Fu was in such a hurry, they all knew that she must have her reasons for doing this, so they all studied hard and tried to learn everything that Mr. Fu taught them.

Time flies, and more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Qingbao pressed his tired and dizzy head and dragged out of Mr. Fu with heavy steps.

Coming out with her was Meng Siyun, who was also exhausted.

Although tired, on the way, Meng Siyun kept looking left and right.

Qingbao knew who she was looking for, but she kept silent with interest.

In her opinion, Meng Siyun's heart is like the moon in the mirror, which is extremely difficult to achieve.

Luo Qianyue is already twenty years old, she is an adult, and she will definitely not fall in love with a little girl who is only ten years old.

What's more, Luo Qianyue's temperament, demeanor, and the peaceful aura around him, plus he is a believer in Buddhism, Qingbao always feels that he may become a monk in the future.

This kind of person should not want to be involved in the personal affairs of his children, right?

As soon as the two of them came out of Luofu, Qingbao saw at a glance that Fang Qingyue, who had not been seen for a long time, was leaning against the gate of her house, boredly picking at the nails on the door.

Meng Siyun tugged Xia Qingbao's sleeve, and said with a smile: "Sister Qing, your little friend is waiting for you again!" ”

Qingbao took a sip of her: "Nonsense." But he couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Sauce duck has a hard mouth!" Meng Siyun said as he walked over with Qingbao.

Meng Siyun knew that the world of these two people could not tolerate her, so she only said hello to Fang Qingyue and went home.

Qingbao stood at the bottom of the steps, looked up at Fang Qingyue on the steps and asked, "Why didn't you come all the time?" ”

"My cousin is here, like a little tail, he will follow me wherever I go, I am afraid that he will annoy you, so I will not come." Speaking of his cousin, Fang Qingyue's delicate little face wrinkled, it seemed that his cousin was really annoying him.

Qingbao smiled: "What's so annoying about this. In the future, you can bring him over, there are many people in my family, and you can relax with anyone who plays with him for a while. ”

Fang Qingyue frowned tightly, and refused without hesitation: "You don't know, he is the ...... Forget it, I'm finally going to come out, let's not talk about him, I'm here to talk to you about something else. ”

"What's the matter?"

"My brother-in-law ate the Songhua eggs you made last time, and I think that if this thing is taken out and sold, it should be able to make money, so I want to buy your formula, no, let me tell you."

How to buy the recipe for Songhua eggs?

Qingbao couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart, he only ate Songhua eggs once, and he saw that the business opportunity was coming, how did Fang Qingyue's brother-in-law have such a long head, why was he so business-minded?

In this society, there is probably no one who knows the market and value of this pine flower egg better than Qingbao.

In later generations, this thing was more than twice as expensive as a duck egg.

Qingbao thought about it for a while, and she had already come up with an idea, but she didn't say it immediately, but asked Fang Qingyue: "Yueyue, you said that I can't sell this recipe to him, if I sell it to him, how much silver do I want?" After all, it's his brother-in-law, Qingbao thinks it's better to discuss it with him.

Fang Qingyue had probably thought about this question a long time ago, and immediately said: "I asked the shopkeeper in my shop, and he said that this formula is sold, at most one hundred and eighty taels of silver, and it is not appropriate to sell it like this." He asked you to take this recipe and join the dry shares with your brother-in-law, and you don't have to worry about anything, just take 30% of the profit. ”

Seeing that he even went out of his way to ask about this, Qingbao couldn't help but be a little impressed by the young man in front of him.

She always thought that he was still young, and her impression of him had always stayed on the chubby and mellow little guy, but it was not until now that Qingbao found out that before she knew it, the chubby little cutie had grown into a slim teenager, and he already had a set of ideas of his own, and he had gradually grown up......

Qingbao looked Fang Qingyue up and down carefully, the young man in front of him had faded from the naivety and shyness on his face, and gradually showed the perseverance and commitment of a boy. The little shoulders have also become wider, wide enough to shoulder some responsibilities, and the small body has also grown taller, high enough to shelter Qingbao from the wind and rain.

Looking at Fang Qingyue, who was one head taller than himself, Qingbao's heart suddenly felt a little gloomy, he came to this world, and in a blink of an eye, it had been several years.

She rarely thinks about all the things in her previous life, and she rarely dreams of it.

In this busy day-to-day life, she has completely regarded herself as a "six girls" and as this ancient little girl.

Before her sad emotions could be mobilized, she heard Fang Qingyue ask: "Baby, do you think this will work?" ”

"Huh? Yes. You can watch it, and I'll leave it to you, I can trust you. Qingbao's spirit was a little trance, and he was in no mood to care about any loose eggs.

Seeing that Qingbao trusted him so much, Fang Qingyue suddenly felt a great responsibility, straightened his chest, and solemnly promised: "Baby, don't worry, I will definitely not let you suffer, just wait and count the money!" With that, he will leave with his head held high.

"Hey, won't you eat before you leave?"

"No, it's important to get down to business, I'll come back another day." Fang Qingyue strode and disappeared on the corner of the street.

That look of confidence is really a bit of the momentum of a newborn calf.

Seeing that Fang Qing was getting farther away, Qingbao returned home.

I practiced walking for half a day in the morning, but she was tired to death, and in the afternoon she had to learn cloth vegetables, which was another physical work.

Fang Qingyue's efficiency was still very high, and on the third day, he took a document and asked Qing Bao to press his handprint.

Qingbao took a cursory look, agreed to the terms, and pressed a red handprint.