Chapter 463: Tormented cooked glue

What kind of temper is Old Yang, Ding Xue said it earlier, Mrs. Xu's words, she listened and nodded.

It's useless to say more.

However, let Mrs. Xu mention this, Ding Xuewei had some different ideas in her heart.

The heart should be moved, the moment she saw Yang Lao, Ding Xuewei's thoughts were all mobilized, and when the Xu family's grandmother and grandson ate and left, she immediately sent the two little girls away.

Their grandmother and grandson came too late, and the three female doctors and Xia Zhang followed Old Man Ding to the direction of Xu's field.

If they had to serve Elder Yang, the two little girls couldn't wait to keep up.

They are not like Ding Xuewei, they can be immune to Yang Lao's cold eyes!

Ding Xue waved her hand, and the two little girls immediately ran to fifty meters away to pull weeds.

"If you have something to say, say it."

Putting down the teacup with a bang, Yang Lao was not angry.

From the time he arrived at the wooden house to the present half an hour, Ding Xue looked at him back and forth no less than a hundred times, and that gaze was more complicated each time.

Yang Lao originally wanted to wait, but found that he didn't have a little girl to calm down.

This made him unhappy, very unhappy.

Yang Lao didn't know that the hateful little girl in front of him had caught his kind of character, who was easily impulsive when he faced himself, and deliberately provoked his curiosity.

"Master, the apprentice bought a black tea before." Ding Xue leaned over slightly, her face full of flattery.

The tea products in this world are not very rich, and the types are even more single, except for green tea, which is black tea, and the number of black teas is less than that of green tea.

Less represents expensive, and it means that there is no market.

That is, I heard Jin Lao muttering that she couldn't drink better black tea before, so she found a big red robe in the space.

The big red robe in the supermarket is not high-end, and the price of many Longjing products is higher than it, but the quality of the tea in this world is too rough.

Any green tea can make this old man full of praise, not to mention the black tea that people like them can find.

Sure enough, Yang Lao, who was originally annoyed, restrained his temper and looked at her with a gaze full of sarcasm.

This is to hang him with tea.

Ding Xuewei did not shy away from it, but there was still a weak heart.

Wiping her nose, she said dryly: "Last time, I let Brother Fang catch it, some of the plants and trees are all soldiers, those three, the origin is too big, I am a little afraid, if someone takes it away one day, I won't even be able to see you, Master." ”

If she can't see herself, she should set off a cannon to celebrate.

Yang Lao's mood showed no signs of improvement.

"Bring it." He asked for tea.

I used to spend my days eating tea so idlely.

Nowadays, the quality of the tea soup in the mouth has improved a lot, but the mood is not as peaceful as it used to be.

He's an apprentice, just hide it and forget it, and use him as a subordinate.

This kind of feeling of doing a job and giving some benefits is too bad.

Yang Lao's eyes deepened, and Ding Xue hurriedly stepped out of the way.

"I'll bring you tea, don't you know, this tea is expensive, one or two hundred gold!"

A pound of tens of thousands of taels of tea is worth your help.

You don't have to think I'm taking advantage of you.

Ding Xuewei, who ran away, didn't know that the more she had such a money-like face, the more uncomfortable Yang Lao became.

How many years has he not used money to fight disasters with others?

Naturally, I don't know how stupid I am at the moment.

Elder Yang had already solved the people brought by the three female doctors, and her worries were purely superfluous.

"What do you want?" In the end, it is a pound of white black tea.

With tea, Yang Lao's depressed mood suddenly improved.

When you're in a good mood, you'll naturally have funny thoughts.

You can't let yourself be depressed for a while.

Ding Xuewei, who followed the tea tasting, waited for him to drink it and make a request, only two sips, the mood was good, and it was extremely correct to consciously take the tea move.

Conveniently, she pushed Chaguo down to Yang Lao's side.

"There are always people around, and they don't dare to sleep this night, if not, Master, you will let these nasty ghosts stay away? It's best to throw it away directly to other countries, I heard that the melons in the Western Regions are delicious, and when I come back, I can pull two carts of melons. ”

Ding Xuewei is a good young man born under the banner in the end, and it is really impossible to deal with this kind of thing directly, thinking about it for a long time, I thought of such a way that is not a way.

Speaking of it, don't talk about Yang Lao, even herself, she feels a little ridiculous.

"I don't know what the situation of these people is, and I don't want to do anything wrong to a good person." Facing Yang Lao's disdainful gaze, Ding Xue sneered slightly.

In the eyes of Yang Lao, she is smart, clever, and courageous, but in the end she is just a child.

Ordinary children.

Suddenly, I lost all my mood.

"It's been dealt with, it's all about being dealt with."

“·····”

"Dealt with last night."

Yang Lao slowly lifted the teacup, his eyes were scattered, and the whole person looked lazy.

Ding Xue's slightly stunned appearance and annoyed face didn't make him half interested.

After a long time, Ding Xuewei picked up a plum and let the salty and sour taste fill the entire taste buds.

"Can the apprentice learn some kung fu from you?"

How funny her words were, it can be seen from the look that Yang Lao turned around and didn't hesitate to give her.

"Apprentices will study hard, don't they all say that diligence can make up for their clumsiness?"

Yang Lao just looked at her like this, and after a while, he took out a palm-sized black token.

The token is only the size of Ding Xue's palm, but the relief pattern on it is very complicated, what material it is, what animal it depicts, it can't be seen at all.

“?”

"I'll give you two back."

Extra words Yang Lao didn't want to say, and this token, Ding Xuewei didn't ask much.

Give her the token first, and then give her the two of them, and these two people can only be mobilized without this token.

Putting away the token without knowing how to be happy or sad, Ding Xuewei went to the treasury and picked out some donkey meat mushrooms.

She didn't shout Qingyin, Lingshan and the two little girls, silently, stir-fried meat on the fire, and stewed.

When Wang Yuan and Xiao Ning came back with a cart full of sulfur, the fragrance of braised donkey meat lingered.

The time was still early, and the meat was not yet stewed, Ding Xuewei decisively cooked the stewed meat and rice, and handed over the work of other dishes to Lingshan and Qingyin, and he took Wang Yuan and Xiaoning to cook the glue.

There are several ways to vulcanize rubber, cold sulfur, hot sulfur, vapor vulcanization, and so on.

Cold sulfur lasts for a long time, and it is not suitable until you know whether the sulfur bought in the pharmacy can reach the chemical concentration of sulfur gum, and even more so steam fumigation sulfur, even if there is a ready-made greenhouse.

Hot sulphur is arguably her only option at the moment.

The hot sulfur not only works quickly, but also the most simple, not long after, the aroma of braised pork by the wooden house is covered by the sulfur smell, and soon, a group of people squatted on the edge of the field to pour bitter water, even Yang Lao did not escape.

It was so smelly that after being melted by the hot water, the sulfur smell was even stronger, and at first they only felt dizzy, and before they could get half a stick of incense, they had a feeling of vomiting, and after half an hour, they began to vomit.

Now, the film has been soaked in hot water for an hour and a half, and they are vomiting only bile!

It's so uncomfortable, it's hard to see that people have phantoms, and it's hard to focus on your eyes.

A roar every day, begging for tickets and collections...