Chapter Twenty-Three: Worship the Teacher

"Charming girl, how to calculate this fee?"

He looked at Zhuang Meiyan with a smile, and Meiyan was at a loss for a while, not knowing how to answer. According to his wealth, how can ordinary things get into his eyes?

Duanmu Hao said: "What I want is your skillful hands." ”

As soon as this statement came out, it was quite shocking. Zhuang Rongxi was taken by the majesty of the other party, his face was gray, his body couldn't help trembling, but his face was calm.

Duanmu Hao stared at Zhuang Meiyan for a while, and said with a smile: "I just want to borrow your skillful hands to help me brew a few jars of wine, and don't think that these jars of wine are easy to deal with." I'll have someone deliver it later, and I'll ask someone to complete all the things I need. ”

Zhuang Meiyan gave a salute, and replied without being arrogant or humble: "Meiyan does her best." ”

It was getting late, and the north wind was blowing outside, picking up snow particles and scattering them in the air. Zhuang Meiyan watched Duanmu Hao and his entourage turn over and get on their horses, and their handsome figures gradually disappeared into the rolling snow mist.

She covered the door panel, but when she turned around, she saw Chunju and Zhuang Rongxi gathered around the brazier, teasing Xiaobai who was snoring loudly. Zhuang Rongxi carefully stirred Xiaobai's nostrils with a strand of hair, Xiaobai's brows gathered together, and he wrinkled his nose vigorously, his eyes still closed.

Rong Xi laughed secretly, and continued to probe into Xiaobai's neck with his hair, slowly tickling him, this time Xiaobai finally couldn't help it, he shrunk his neck and twisted his body, and muttered something in his mouth. The eyes reluctantly opened a slit.

"Ahh

Seeing Zhuang Rongxi's embarrassed appearance, Chunju covered her mouth and snickered. Zhuang Meiyan couldn't help but laugh, and said angrily: "Don't make trouble, go back to the house and read the book." What will Mr. Duanmu do tomorrow to test your homework?"

Although Zhuang Rongxi was naughty, he listened to his sister's words the most and immediately returned to the house obediently.

Zhuang Meiyan turned around and glared at Chunju, and said, "It's you girl who is naughty again, he's a fool, what are you doing to bully him in a good manner?"

Chunju pursed her lips and muttered, "Who told him to talk nonsense all day long, and almost delayed Miss's good marriage." ”

Zhuang Mei's face turned red, slapped her on the shoulder with her backhand, and feigned anger: "Little hoof, what are you talking nonsense?"

Chunju dodged and defended with a smile: "The slave is not talking nonsense, the slave knows it...... Good young lady, the slave doesn't dare to talk nonsense, so you ...... Hehehe!"

Zhuang Meiyan squeaked her hand, Chunju was afraid of itching, laughed out of tears, and begged for mercy.

The two of them quarreled for a while, their bodies were crooked, they fell on the rattan chair, their heads were pillowed on Xiaobai's thighs, and they looked up and saw Xiaobai who was awakened, with a confused look, their big eyes were rounder than ever, and their eyes didn't move.

Zhuang Mei's face was stunned, and she was about to apologize, but she saw Chunju gently waving her hand and pulling her up at the same time.

Chunju whispered in her ear: "Miss, it's okay, this guy is sleeping to death!"

Zhuang Meiyan observed carefully, although Xiao Bai was open, he was breathing evenly, and even made a slight snoring sound, but he just sat up straight in a daze, motionless.

Chunju couldn't wait to say: "Miss, Miss, the slave came to ask him--I heard that the dream talk can't be fake." ”

Zhuang Meiyan felt that it was inappropriate, Chunju was fast-mouthed, and she had already asked.

"What's your name?"

Xiaobai's body shook slightly, and his lips squirmed slightly, as if he was saying something.

Zhuang Meiyan was also a little curious, was he the Wuyang genius that Duanmu Hao said? Zhuang Meiyan and Chunju listened attentively, but they still didn't hear anything clearly. The two glanced at each other, and Chunju continued to ask cautiously, "What's your name?"

Zheng ...... Wen Hao. ”

Xiaobai spit out three words intermittently.

Chunju was excited when she saw that her method was effective, but Zhuang Meiyan was not as simple as Chunju, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Where is your home?" Chunju took advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Home...... Where?" said Xiaobai vaguely.

"yes, where is your home?"

"yes, home...... Where is it. ”

This time, both of them heard clearly, and couldn't help but look at each other, daring to love that this guy was repeating Chunju's words! Chunju couldn't hold back on his face, and his voice became louder.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Xiaobai's body shook even more, and he muttered so much that he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

"Are you Zheng Wenhao, you little idiot!" Chunju was angry, and said angrily, and at the same time he was very unwilling to put his ear close to Xiaobai's lips, trying to hear what he said.

"Zheng Wenhao. A sly smile suddenly appeared on Xiaobai's face, and he suddenly approached Chunju's ear and shouted, "Who is Zheng Wenhao!"

Chunju was startled and fell to the ground by mistake.

Xiao Bai narrowed his eyes and smiled happily at Zhuang Meiyan, and his two dark thick eyebrows were gently raised.

When he laughed like this, this man was actually quite attractive, but unfortunately, he muttered and said: "I'm Xiaobai, I'm my lady's Xiaobai Xianggong, isn't it?

Zhuang Meiyan really had no way to take his laipi, so he had to shake his head helplessly and smile.

If he is really what Duanmu Hao said about Zheng Wenhao and Zheng Gongzi, after all kinds of tragic events, the talented man has become a little idiot, maybe it is also a kind of favor from God!

Xiao Bai lazily rubbed his eyes, pursed his mouth, fell back into the rattan chair, and continued to sleep. Half-asleep and half-awake, he was still muttering, "The egg hurts...... Play with my brother, you're still tender!"

Zhuang Meiyan and Chunju were confused, and they didn't know if this guy was awake or drunk.

After two days, Duanmu Hao really kept his word, ordered Yufeng to drive a carriage, and sent a lot of things, some of which Zhuang Meiyan had never seen before, so he had to count them one by one and patiently tell her.

The fragrant rice of Siam, a special product of Siam, all kinds of dried flowers, the most peculiar is the flame fruit that will grow on the shore of the cold pool of Tianjue Mountain, the fruit is the size of a fist, the color is red and bright, as strong as a flame. Yu Feng was quite uneasy and advised: "The flame is as strong as fire, it cannot be eaten directly, and those who eat it by mistake will be burned inside, the girl must be careful, don't use the wrong amount when making wine." ”

Zhuang Meiyan nodded and said, "Isn't there more than one ingredient?"

Yu Feng said: "This is the preparation of ten jars of wine, the prince said, let the girl just brew boldly, if it doesn't work, then order someone to take it." It's easy to talk about other things, but this flame fruit only matures once in ten years, and I'm afraid it's not easy to get. ”

The first half of the sentence should be Duanmu Hao's original words, and the second half of the sentence must be Yufeng's own meaning.

Zhuang Meiyan knew what to expect, so he bowed his head and said: "Please tell your son, Meiyan should do her best." ”

------Off topic------

Who is Xiaobai?

The author has four mantras to send:

True and false, false and false, true and false, true and false, you want me to distinguish between truth and falsehood, I advise you not to be serious.