Lao Dehao's duck, fat flowing oil, just baked sugar puff pastry, wrapped in oil paper, tightly locked the heat of the roast duck.

Near noon, Gu Ye carried the roast duck of Lao De and made a jar of newly brewed spring breeze drink.

Halfway down, I asked for two old braised sheep's hooves.

Wine and meat are sufficient, and it is natural to go to Pei Qianhu's house.

I discussed with Tang Tang yesterday, and I have to go to Brother Pei's house today.

Early in the morning, Tang Tang first went to Pei's house to accompany his sister-in-law Lala.

Gu Ye slipped from the old business street to Fusi in Beizhen, and learned that Pei Qianhu was not on duty today, so he took a detour to Laode and queued for half an hour before he grabbed Pei Lun's best puff pastry roast duck.

This resignation, about to see you next time, will be more than a month at the earliest.

Gu Ye deliberately drank three coins of silver and one tael.

A small jar, four taels of silver will be lost.

Tonight, I want to catch up with the caravan of the Jubao, and I can't drink with Pei Lun.

Take advantage of the sound of noon to have a drink, which is also a busy time.

Gu Ye groped for Pei Mansion, and he was already familiar with the road.

But this time, there was no need for him to knock on the door.

On the steps of the gate of Pei's mansion, Pei Lun was wearing a set of linen clothes.

He rolled up his cuffs, held a long copper cigarette stick in his hand, and swallowed the clouds. Sitting on the stone steps with a big grin, Pei Lun looked at Gu Ye coming over from afar, and he knocked the copper pipe on the ground with his backhand.

Extinguishing the fireworks, he stood up and pinned the brass pipe to his belt.

........

"Hmph, I also know to bring something here, you bastard have a bit of a conscience.

The crispy duck from the old German, right?

There is also the spicy braised lamb's hoof bone of the old Su family, and the tendons of his family's hoof braised are most suitable for wine.

Hey, this aroma, you have a wife today, and the spring breeze drink is more than a pound, but the days are over? ”

........

Facing the wind and sniffing with his nose, Pei Lun knew what Gu Ye's kid was eating in the oily paper bag.

Being able to give birth to a cub like Pei Hutou is destined to make Pei Lun's skills deeper than his own cubs.

Listening to Pei Lun's words, Gu Ye lifted the wine jar on his hand.

.........

"I still can't hide it from Pei Ye.

Your nose is a sniff and a sniff.

Today, the batch of newly brewed wine in the spring breeze has opened the altar, and I will try some of them. ”

Pei Lun has been taking care of Ying Tianfu for so many years, and Gu Ye understands in his heart.

If you quit today, no matter how bad you are, you have to find some expensive wine.

His eyelids rolled up and down, and the spring breeze drink in a jar of four or five taels was drinked, Pei Lun would not believe that this kid who was picking and searching could call and taste it at will. Just for his jar of good wine, today's matter is destined to be small.

However, Gu Ye should not have imagined that he had already been subjected to the mouth.

With a wave of his hand, Pei Lun spoke.

........

"If you can afford to drink in the spring breeze, you kid probably added a new sum of silver.

Cheng, Lao Tzu is not polite to you.

Come, in the dining hall, their women's family is busy, you and I go to the study to sit down, and our brothers close the doors and windows and talk about what is heart-wrenching. ”

..........

Motioned to Gu Ye to go to the study with him first.

When Pei Lun pushed open the door of Pei's mansion, a strange head poked his head out.

"Uncle, you're finally here.

When are we going to eat, A-Niang said that if you don't come, you won't let me move the chopsticks, and I can only eat three or four meat buns to last for a while. ”

Hold a large meat bun in each hand.

Pei Hutou's mouth was stuffed with bulging bags, like three squirrels that had become sperm.

If you don't eat a meal, you will lose weight quickly if you are hungry.

What bad thoughts can the young Pei Hutou have, the child just wants to cook quickly.

As soon as he pressed back Pei Hutou's poked head, Pei Lun took over the food from Gu Ye's hand and stuffed it into Pei Hutou's hand. Then he carefully hid a small jar of spring breeze drink in his arms.

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"Little rabbit, dad and your uncle are chatting.

You take these foods to your mother, don't steal them halfway.

After a while, the meal will be served, and you really can't stand it, so you ask your aunt to serve you a pot first, and you take it to the corner and squat to eat. ”

.........

Sent away Pei Hutou with some food, and when he sniffed his nose, he smelled the smell of Lao Dehao's roast duck.

Holding the food in his hand, Pei Hutou smiled and became a silly man.

Well, he Pei Hutou won't steal it.

Up to the most, at most lick and taste the taste.

........

Some food can send Pei Hutou away, without the bothering of this little cub, Pei Lun took Gu Ye to his study.

The study is not big, but elegantly furnished.

Pen, ink, paper, inkstone, four treasures of the study, the quality is the highest grade.

After the book case, there were all kinds of books that Pei Qianhu had painstakingly scoured.

It even contains the ink pen of the university scholar, and the straw paper written by the new champion before, although most of Pei Lun can't understand it, it can be used as a façade, and it is indeed high-grade.

An elegant study room for entertaining guests.

Pei Qianhu is a martial artist who is cut out with a knife, and he can't become a cultural person no matter how much he pretends to be.

This study is still prepared for the future Pei Hutou, before the Pei family died, it was such a lone seedling.

Pei Wen, Pei Hutou pinned Pei Qianhu's high hopes.

Pei Hutou, a single name and a text.

Pei Lun himself was the life of rolling out of the knife, he knew that it was not easy for a martial artist, and he finally climbed to this position.

No matter what you say, you can't let your own kid follow his own old path, when Pei Wen was born, Pei Lun made up his mind to let this kid abandon the knife and follow the text.

Lao Pei's family can't all be martial embryos.

Pei Wen, this kid, wants to study, take the imperial examination, and take a new exam, which will give Pei Qianhu a boost in face.

Pei Lun can't use the study.

Now think about it....... Pei Hutou's virtue probably doesn't need it........

Pei Qianhu overestimated his own species.

As far as Pei Hutou is concerned, don't say that he can train a third-rate martial artist from Confucianism, most of them still rely on a small fat body, superimposed on defensive martial arts such as a golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, and barely mixed up in the ranks.

Not to mention the study and the cultural people of the old Pei family, when he entered the room, Pei Lun sat on the Taishi chair.

He didn't wait for Gu Ye to speak, and knocked on the table first.

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"I know that you didn't have a good heart today, but you passed the trial of the Demon Governor yesterday.

Hey, you know kid okay.

Let me tell you, from the first time I saw you, Lao Tzu knew that you were a rare genius.

My previous words are all to inspire your fighting spirit.

Sure enough, with my recommendation for the imperial history quota, coupled with the ability you have been cultivated by me, the position of the imperial history of the district demon department is not easy to capture.

Once the trial of the imperial history of the Demon Governor Division is over, you won't be able to stay long in Tianfu.

It's just that I didn't expect you to resign so quickly.

Well, look, what's on the table is for you. ”

........

With Pei Qianhu's words of adding oil and vinegar, Gu Ye's eyes saw what was placed on the bookcase in advance.

It was a golden silkworm cocoon, and a thick stack of hand-copied notes.

Flipping through the transcript, the first line that catches the eye is ...... "Seventy-two Techniques of Earth Evil, Divine Practice." "Look at the golden cocoon again, the hidden breath on it is purer than the thunder ruler and the power of the magic weapon I got.

took out such a Xuanmen treasure in one go, Pei Lun still looked light.

He seemed to have known everything about Gu Ye's Demon Supervisor for a long time.

Could it be that Pei Lun and Pei Qianhu, who are in Fusili in Beizhen, drinking tea and fishing, and waiting for the government to be released, are actually a hidden generation of peerless masters?