The old man opened the door, and Shen Junchen stood at the door with his hands behind his back.

The old man didn't want to answer his questions, he didn't want to let him in.

The corners of Shen Junchen's mouth curved into a perfect arc.

Lao Yizi was stunned: "I don't want to answer your question, it's useless to laugh." ”

Shen Junchen smiled speechlessly, and shook his hand behind his back in front of the old man.

"Ouch, wine fairy, why are you so polite, I'm embarrassed to make the old man." The old man said that he was embarrassed in his mouth, but he was not embarrassed at all in his heart.

"Why are you standing at the door talking, come in!" The old man turned sideways to give way.

The old man's face turned over was really a 360-degree reversal.

The corners of Shen Junchen's mouth rose.

Dinner was made quickly.

There are not many dishes made by Zhao Qianqian today, but in the eyes of everyone, they are all superb dishes, which they have never seen.

In the minds of ancient people, these were poisonous things.

Stewed pheasant with wild mushrooms, stir-fried walnuts with green peppers, freshly fried crispy pork, plus two greens.

The old man took out the wine and pulled Chen Junchen to sit down, he wanted to drink with him today.

Zhao Qianqian gave the two big chicken legs to the father and the old man.

The old man glanced at the chicken leg in his father's bowl: "Why does this chicken only have two legs?" There are distinguished guests, how can you not let the distinguished guests eat, it seems that it can only be me, the old man, to let it out. ”

The old man said that, but he didn't give the chicken leg to Shen Junchen.

Knowing that the old man was a demon again, everyone ignored him.

The old man glanced at it and saw that his father didn't move: "Little old man, can you finish eating that chicken leg?" ”

Dad smiled: "I have bad teeth, I can't bite it, give it to Lord Shen to eat!" ”

Zhao Qianqian was busy: "Lord Shen is allergic to chicken thighs, he can only eat chicken." ”

Ling Feng gave Shen Junchen a bowl of muscles and wild mountain mushrooms.

The corners of Shen Junchen's mouth rose, and Zhao Qianqian muttered in a low voice: "How can this ancient man be so good-looking, he doesn't even have to pay for his life." ”

Shen Junchen looked at her sideways: "What did you say?" ”

Zhao Qianqian's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "I said you eat more, these dishes are good." ”

"Come on, do it, these dishes are really good!" Daddy urged Shen Junchen.

A pot of wine bottomed out, the old man reached out for the second pot, and Zhao Qianqian held down the wine pot to prevent him from drinking it again.

How could the old man give up, throw away the chopsticks, and not eat.

Zhao Qianqian will never compromise: "Grandpa, your head injury is not healed, if you drink again, you will have to drink two big bowls of the decoction in the stove house, you can think about it!" ”

The old man looked at the wine jug like a child reluctant to give up his beloved toy: "Then can I drink it tomorrow?" ”

Zhao Qianqian took the wine away from the old man's sight: "Lord Shen bought good wine, you drank it all at once, and there will be no more in the future." ”

The old man glanced at Zhao Qianqian resentfully: "It's not like a granddaughter at all!" ”

Zhao Qianqian ignored him shallowly, and gave him a bowl of chicken soup with some wild mountain mushrooms, and the old man forgot about the wine while eating.

The old man completely forgot to devote himself to the food: "This chicken soup is delicious, and this walnut fragrance, this crispy meat is tender and crispy." ”

A few children worked hard, concentrating on attacking a table of food, and they didn't have time to pay attention to a few adults, and Dad has always been silent.

Today, Shen Juncheng ate three bowls of rice, and each time he handed the bowl to Zhao Qianqiansheng.

Zhao Qianqian is not afraid that he will eat too much, anyway, he has to collect money, and the more he eats, the more he earns.

After dinner, the old man pulled Shen Junchen to play chess, which he made himself, made of stones of different sizes.

After three games of chess, the old man won three games, but he didn't win openly, and he regretted losing when he saw it.

Shen Junchen's purpose is to trap his words, what about the old man's shrewdness?

"Old man, when was Miss Zhao born? After eating her cooking, I wanted to give her a gift to show my appreciation. Shen Junchen made an excuse to ask.

The old man pretended to be angry: "The old man has a lot of life, and the two of us will often drink together in the future, so how close will grandpa be?" ”

"Yes, grandpa, when was Miss Zhao born?" Shen Junchen asked repeatedly.

"Oops, I made a mistake, it's all because you keep asking, I distracted me, it's not counted, this step is ...... again"

Shen Junchen: "......"

"Grandpa, you haven't answered me yet, when was Miss Zhao born?" Shen Junchen is a thief and keeps asking.

"Is the girl Zhao you are talking about my good granddaughter?" The old man asked.

"Yes."

"Your girl's call, I listen awkwardly, it sounds kind, you change it."

The old man corrected Shen Junchen's wrong title for the second time.

"What year, month, and day was Qianqian born?"

"Oh, you keep asking me questions, you can't be distracted when playing chess, you look at you, you're always losing, can you be serious?"

The old man looks like he hates iron but not steel.

Shen Junchen was speechless, is this that he has been losing, is it that you have been regretting the chess or not, if you don't win, I am afraid that he will turn his face in one game.

"Forget it, for the sake of you inviting me to drink, I'll let you watch these good things, my good granddaughter said, eat to supplement your brain, I can't bear to cut my love and give it to you."

The old man took a small flour bag and asked Shen Junchen to fill it himself, but if he asked shallowly, he would say that he bought it.

Shen Junchen looked at the corridor full of egg-sized bumps, ravines and ravines, with a question mark on his face.

"You say this is a brain supplement? How do you eat it so hard? ”

"You're not as smart as me, aren't you? You really have to make up for it more, otherwise how will you play chess with me in the future? "The old man looks like he is not me.

Pick up a stone next to it and smash it open, peel off the shell and hand it to Shen Junchen.

"Are you sure this is edible?" Shen Junchen's face was full of question marks.

"I can see you eating the most people at the dinner table, don't say you haven't eaten." Don't think I didn't see the expression, old man.

"The one you said was fried with chili peppers that looked like rice?" Shen Junchen was suspicious.

The old man had already peeled off the second one, ignoring Shen Junchen and eating it himself.

In the end, Shen Junchen disliked that the flour bag was too small, and exchanged a pot of wine for a large bag.

A large bag filled half of the walnuts in the hallway.

Shen Junchen and the old man didn't pay attention to the three children who were playing on the side, when one was missing, and they didn't even pay attention to Shen Junchen, who was with a stunt.

Shen Junchen picked up the sack and was about to leave, but was caught by Zhao Qianqian.

Just now, Zhao Guo ran to the kitchen and told her that Shen Junchen had packed a sack of walnuts, but she still didn't believe it.

Zhao Qianqian stopped: "Lord Shen, where are you going to carry this?" ”

Shen Junchen said coldly: "County government." ”

Zhao Qianqian hurriedly said: "I didn't sell it?" ”

"Grandpa just ate it for everyone, I have to take it back and ask if it's poisonous." Shen Junchen had a serious face.

"But you don't need so much, do you?" Zhao Qianqian's heart aches.

"There's not much meat except the shell." Shen Junchen said that he slipped away quickly, and he was outside the door in a blink of an eye.

Shen Junchen was carrying a sack, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, handsome, passers-by were dumbfounded, and dropped a melon.

Shen Junchen did not go to the Yamen, but went to the Fanxian Commander's Mansion.

At the door, he met Fan Chen, who had returned from outside, handed him a sack of walnuts, and explained the cooking method and how to eat it raw.

Fan Chen gave it to the servant according to the explanation, and asked the servant to make a copy of each of them according to the method and send it to the room for him and the master.

Early in the morning, Fan Chen came to Shen Junchen's room and couldn't find anyone, and finally found him in the backyard of the yamen.

Shen Junchen was sweating profusely, he had been practicing his sword for an hour, and was about to go back to the house.

Fan Chen followed behind his buttocks: "My father asked you, what was the thing you gave last night, he liked it very much, let me buy a few more bags to go back, he wants to give it away." ”

Shen Junchen smiled lightly and was speechless.

"Don't use your smiling face to me, say it."

Fan Chen was dissatisfied with the drudgery arranged by the county order, and he was still depressed in his heart, and he was pleasing to everyone.

Shen Junchen came out after changing his clothes and took a sip of tea: "How many bags do you want?" I'll ask if there's any, and I'll talk back to you in the evening."

Shen Junchen stretched out his hand: "Pay a deposit of twenty taels first"

Fan Chen rolled his eyes a few times, took out two silver tickets of ten taels and threw them to Shen Junchen, and rode away to relax.

Today, Zhao Qianqian asked for leave from the rouge gouache shop, and she planned to bring a few brothers back to bring more walnuts.

I got up early in the morning to cook breakfast, and when everyone got up and eaten, they all helped dry fungus and walnuts in the backyard.

It was the old man who opened the door today, happily carrying a pot of wine house, followed by Shen Junchen, who was not smiling.

The old man talked and laughed, his face expressionless, and occasionally replied with a sentence or two.

"You're good at everything, but you can't beat a fart with eight sticks, young people have to be energetic!" The old man patted Shen Junchen on the shoulder.

Zhao Qianqian got up: "Is there anything wrong with Lord Shen coming so early today?" ”

Shen Junchen said coldly: "Come for breakfast." ”

Zhao Qianqian had a cold face: "It's so late now, I still have something to do, I won't do your business today, you can go home and eat." ”

"The Yamen cooks are not appetizing." Shen Junchen said it as a matter of course.

Zhao Qianqian cooked a bowl of onion noodles for Shen Junchen, and Shen Jun even drank the soup.

In the corridor, Zhao Qianqian turned over the walnuts, and Shen Junchen walked over: "Put ten bags of this for me." ”

"Ten bags?" Zhao Qianqian almost choked to death with saliva.

Shen Junchen hurriedly patted her on the back a few times: "Ten bags will scare you like this?" ”

Zhao Qianqian cried with a sad face: "Didn't you take away a bag yesterday?" Besides, you ate a lot yesterday, and today is fine, where do you need to prove that it is not poisonous? ”

Shen Junchen raised his eyebrows: "Is there any?" ”

"Nope." Zhao Qianqian replied decisively.

Shen Junchen sighed: "It seems that the business can't be done." Then I'll go back and tell people that it's out of stock. ”

Shen Jun took the two silver tickets and patted them on his hand.

Zhao Qianqian snatched the silver ticket: "Wait, you want to buy it?" Not requisitioned to do experiments? ”

"When did I say I was going to be requisitioned?" Shen Junchen glanced at her, and then thought about what she said about the test, and he had never heard of it.

The corners of Zhao Qianqian's mouth curved into a good-looking arc: "Yes, but pay a deposit first." If you don't pick up the goods for three days, you will be charged storage rent, 30 wen a day. ”

"How much is a bag?" Shen Junchen asked.

Zhao Qianqian saw such a big buyer, and continued to dig deeper: "You buy so much, do you eat it at home or give it away?" ”

"Why do you still want to find a buyer?" Shen Junchen picked up a kiwi and pinched it in his hand.

"Don't talk about it, the friendship price, three taels of silver and two bags" Zhao Qianqian smiled.

The corners of Shen Junchen's mouth rose: "Twenty taels here, and I will pay the rest tomorrow for inspection." ”