was drunk by Yan Yanjiao, Deng Wenming pressed his head lower.

Not daring to hide it anymore, the young man hurriedly replied honestly: "I, I will ...... all the medicinal herbs and seedlings All gave them ......"

Yan Yan supports his forehead.

She wanted to buy two pigs to taste fresh, but this stupid child actually lost all the money she had saved for his wife.

Yan Yan wanted to scold, but he couldn't bear it.

After getting along for the past few days, Yan Yan knew that Deng Wenming was in Dengjiazhuang and was a capable teenager. All the medicinal herbs and seedlings on Zhuangzi came from his hands.

It's strange to say, no matter how careful others are, he is the only one who can breed a medicine seedling that does not get sick.

His family relied on his craft to make a living.

Deng Wenming himself is not very old, but he is already able to support his younger brother to study.

He said that the few seedling fields mortgaged out were the lifeblood of his family's food.

Yan Yan smiled angrily: "I said I wanted to buy a few screens, but it was just a temporary start." There is the best, and there is no one. As for you losing your family's livelihood?"

"Heh, I'm glad I want a screen, so what if I want to be a Gu carving?

Deng Wenming stood with his eyes down, letting Yan Yan fall, and obediently didn't return a word.

But in his heart, he said: This is not good!

He couldn't use himself as bait, he wanted to stay by her side.

Yan Yan saw that Deng Wenming was upset at this time, and directly drove people out.

Deng Wenming lowered his head and didn't refute a word, living like a submissive little daughter-in-law.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered something, turned back to Yan Yan and said, "That, about the river mussel, the seventh uncle said that he will not be free for the next few days, and he will be able to send it to you after a while." ”

Yan Yan blurted out and asked, "What did you give to others this time?"

Deng Wenming touched his nose: "River mussels are not valuable, this does not need to be worth anything." ”

Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand to send the person away, and then called Bi Cheng in.

"You send someone to Dengjiazhuang to redeem the medicine field that Deng Wenming sent out. It doesn't matter how much the other party offers, you just have to pay for it. Yan Yan looked depressed.

Bi Cheng was stunned: "What medicine field?"

Yan Yan told Bi Cheng the beginning and the end.

Bi Cheng pursed his lips, wanting to say but didn't dare.

It's all the fault of beauty.

Last time, Zhang Fat Cat came at his master's face, and it didn't stop for a few days......

Will his master become a troublemaker in the future?

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There are many people, and there is great power.

There were so many headscreens, and they were all cleaned up overnight.

Although the smell of blood was a little heavier, when Yan Yan got up in the morning, pushed the door and saw the meat strips hanging all over the yard, his mood was instantly wonderful.

Let her have a sense of the local tyrant who sits on the wine pond and meat forest of the king of Shang.

Earth pork is now scary expensive, and she has finally become rich again!

It's so cool!

Yan Yan walked over lightly, raised his hand and put it on the shelves of rows of cold meat one by one, and in the blink of an eye, the courtyard was empty.

All the meat was moved into the Sumeru realm by her.

The original clumsy Sumeru Ancient Realm is now full of meat shelves, which looks very weird.

Yan Yan felt that it was particularly pleasing to the eye.

The time of the Sumeru realm has stretched out a little more, and there is an extra vacant land behind the wheat field that was opened up by the former Canghua, and Yan Yan put the meat rack there.

She found this Sumeru realm to be particularly intelligent.

Wheat fields and arrowy trees need sunshine and rain to grow, while she needs dry wind to dry tea leaves and swimsuits, and pickles kimchi needs the right temperature and humidity...... These different climatic requirements, Sumeru Realm can actually meet all of them.

Yan Yan didn't know what kind of material Sumeru Realm was made of, but this secret portable super fresh-keeping box completely solved all the problems of her stored ingredients, and it was super easy to use!

If only this baby could be used when she returned to Earth in the future, she would open a world-class super food bar and carry forward the Shenhua cuisine full of wisdom!

Yan Yan set up the bacon, and then looked at a pickle jar and bean paste jar under the root of the wall next to the niche.

Turning around, her gaze inadvertently fell on the alcove.

The niche remained silent on the tall stone wall, as if she had seen it for the first time, it had not changed in the slightest, and it was still spotless.

It's still empty.

Yan Yan sighed softly.

Where is Canghua now?

I don't know if I can see the vicissitudes of life when I enter the mansion and see the dragon's chest substar......

After a busy night, everyone was tired, and the Deng family's father and son and the guys got up later than usual.

When everyone walked out of the house, they found that all the meat strips that had been hung in the yard were gone.

"Where's the meat?" Bi Cheng threw himself in front of the empty shelf, his face shocked.

The crowd also rummaged through.

But the yard is so big, it is impossible to hide so much meat.

"Was it robbed last night?" Deng Hai asked.

Mu Juan'er shook her head: "Impossible, I listened carefully last night, and there was no movement outside at all." ”

Mu Juan'er knew that the men were tired from being busy all night, so she paid extra attention to the meat, and almost didn't close her eyes.

Bi Cheng ran over and knocked on Yan Yan's door: "Master, it's not good, your meat is gone......!"

The door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and Bi Cheng, who knocked on the door a little harder, almost plunged into it.

Yan Yan: "What are you yelling about, your meat is gone!"

Bi Cheng scratched his head: "......" said the wrong thing again.

Yan Yan's face was calm: "Don't make a fuss, I don't think I'm in the way of those puffy meats, so I have changed places to store them." ”

"Oh, apprentice knows. Bi Cheng didn't ask.

What is there to ask, his master is a monk, and people naturally have a way to remove a lot of meat, what is the fuss!

As for the other people's surprised and curious eyes, what's the matter with them, be curious!

He won't tell these people that his master is very capable!

Everyone prepared intensively for a few more days, and finally it was time to enter the mansion.

After breakfast, Bi Cheng stood in the courtyard and explained to everyone the matters that need to be paid attention to after entering the mansion, as well as some rules of the mansion.

Mu Juan'er called Yan Yan into the house alone.

Yan Yan's bed has an extra delicate burden.

"What is this?" Yan Yan hugged curiously.

It's not sinking, it's like clothes or something.

"Here are a few of my hand-sewn undershirts, all of which are made of your favorite eighty-weave white silk material. ”

"Plus, I've made you a couple of dresses. You have to stay in the mansion for a while, the sky is cold, there is a piece here, you don't like to wear particularly thick clothes, I made a padded jacket with piping edges......"

Mu Juan'er slowly unwrapped the wrapper, revealing new stacks of clothes.

The style of the clothes is dignified and generous, but it is especially suitable for home wear, all of which are worn every day, not very luxurious, but the stitches are particularly fine, and the neckline and sleeves are embroidered with plain curly leaves and grass patterns.

Each dress is equipped with a corset belt of the same color, embroidered with a hundred butterflies wearing flowers, and the lotus is agreeable, and the auspicious clouds and herons are ...... All kinds of colors, elegant and glamorous, under the belt scattered like a treasure Luan silk. The buttons are all delicately polished white jade beads.

In addition, there are several pairs of green pleated white cotton socks......

Yan Yan liked it and felt distressed, and compared it on her body, the length, short, fat and thin were tightly matched, no worse than her high-end custom suit on the earth.

No wonder Mu Juan'er often asked the aunt of the Deng family to help these days, it turned out that it was all to make her winter clothes.