Chapter 82: The Brain Is Not Working
After thinking about it for a long time, Cheng Chumo said: "Then can we still be chivalrous?" ”
Zhang Yang put one hand on his shoulder and said, "Of course, because the dining cart can be moved." ”
Cheng Chumo nodded slightly, "I'm not very smart, you won't lie to me." ”
Zhang Yang grinned, "What is my relationship with His Royal Highness King Wei?" Brother Chu Mo, you have to believe in my character. ”
Cheng Chumo nodded solemnly again.
Zhang Yang continued: "After these food trucks are built, you can go to why bother to get food, I also know some good craftsmen, and you still need some funds to start this project, about 100 yuan." ”
Cheng Chumo frowned, and his expression was not too good.
Zhang Yang said again: "Chu Mo, are you unwell?" Why do you twist your face? ”
Scratching the back of his head in annoyance, Cheng Chumo said: "I'm still thinking about your words, although I still don't understand what to do, but I believe in your character." ”
"Yes, believe in my character."
It's getting late, so why go back to the store again.
took Cheng Chumo to walk around the East Market for a while.
Come to this shop that sells dried sugar cane.
Cheng Chumo has not yet recovered from the previous topic.
"Brother Chu Mo, do you have any money with you?" Looking at the sugarcane in the shop in front of him, Zhang Yang said.
"Lost."
"Do you have any money in the family?"
"Yes."
Cheng Chumo nodded and replied.
Zhang Yang said to the sugarcane seller: "I want all the sugarcane here." ”
The dealers enthusiastically wrapped all the sugarcane.
Zhang Yang took the bundle of sugarcane and pointed to Cheng Chumo beside him, "Look for him for money." ”
Carrying a coarse sack with more than 30 catties of sugarcane in the sack, Zhang Yang walked farther and farther.
Cheng Chumo was still standing in place, "Why use my money?" Isn't that my money? ”
patted his head, Cheng Chumo whispered to himself: "Am I not good at braining?" ”
Li Tai returned to the mansion, with bruises on the corners of his eyes, not only did he not win his money back, but he also lost it in vain.
I was puzzled, Zhang Yang is so skilled in playing cards? And it's so powerful?
Has he played this game before?
But I heard the people in the palace say that I haven't seen this game before.
Li Tai had a feeling in his heart that there had been no good thing since he met Zhang Yang, and it was himself who was unlucky.
Thinking of all the things before, you can bully people!
Li Tai poured down a sip of wine and drank, "Someone! ”
Several subordinates came to Li Tai.
Li Tai handed them the raw materials given by Zhang Yang and instructed: "This is the raw material of soap, give it to the queen mother." ”
"Whoa."
After doing this, Li Tai poured another sip of wine, frowning and thinking: How can he be so skilled?
……
Zhang Yang returned home, put all the sugarcane he bought into a basin, and simply fried a bowl of egg fried rice and sprinkled some chopped green onions.
The couple ate a bowl of egg fried rice with a bowl of rice each.
Li Yue said while eating: "Are these also used to make sugar?" ”
Zhang Yang nodded, "It should be able to make one or two catties of sugar." ”
The candy made in the morning, Li Yue was still reluctant to eat it.
His eyes looked at the pile of silver cakes and a few IOUs on the table.
Li Yue picked up an IOU, looked at it and asked curiously, "How did these IOUs come from?" ”
"I won by playing cards."
"Playing cards?" Li Yue's eyes were surprised, because he saw the signature of Li Tai, the king of Wei, this Qingque was really ...... She shook her head helplessly, as the imperial sister, of course, she also hoped that Li Tai could be sensible, although she hadn't seen her for many years, she had the impression that Li Tai was a very smart child.
Li Yue is more aware of Zhang Yang's ability in the game.
My husband has never lost at all when he plays cards.
Everything in the game seems to be under his control.
Playing cards with Zhang Yang is no different from giving money.
Li Yue sighed, this is not like something that Qingque would do.
After dinner, Li Yue saw Zhang Yang walk into her room, and she followed in, "What are you doing in my room?" ”
After speaking, Li Yue came to his desk and hurriedly covered a painting.
Seeing Zhang Yang banging on the bed, he didn't notice his painting.
Li Yue let out a sigh of weakness.
On weekdays, Zhang Yang does not take the initiative to enter his room, and there are some little secrets in the bedroom, and he doesn't want Zhang Yang to know about it now.
It's like this painting that I painted, and the face on the painting is Zhang Yang.
Turning around, Li Yue turned his back to Zhang Yang.
Pick up his own painting, in the painting is Zhang Yang cooking.
Li Yue smiled silently, looking at Zhang Yang in the painting with gentle eyes, with a smile on his face.
There is also a person sitting next to the earthen stove in the painting.
Rubbing the painting with her hand, Li Yue held the painting in her arms, she didn't know how long she could live with her illness.
Maybe he can't always accompany Zhang Yang, so he has never left his own appearance in the painting, only an outline.
Zhang Yang repaired the warm kang, and the girl's room was always fragrant.
The construction of the ondol is not difficult.
Place the bed against the wall and cut a hole diagonally to make a cigarette opening.
Seal the perimeter of the bed with masonry and mud to create a relatively enclosed space, leaving some room to help with burning.
Li Yue said curiously, "What are you doing here?" ”
Zhang Yang laboriously laid the masonry and said: "Make a warm kang so that it won't be too cold at night." ”
Li Yue sat aside and said, "We can sleep together, we don't have to go through so much trouble." ”
The heart said that you can sleep with me, but I can't sleep well, but I am also the most bloody and strong, what should you do if you let me be a man?
I was busy until the night, and a simple ondol was ready.
I had noodles for dinner.
Li Yue learned the pronunciation of some words, and Zhang Yang wrote pinyin on each word.
While sucking the noodles, Li Yue listened to Zhang Yang talk about pronunciation skills.
Zhang Yang said the language was his native dialect.
Li Yue knows that the hometown dialect in many places is different, but Zhang Yang's hometown dialect is particularly good, and the words are also very clear, and it sounds sonorous and powerful.
After studying for a while, Li Yue was already able to say a paragraph.
Because the pronunciation is similar to that of Guanzhong, Li Yue mastered it quickly.
At night, Zhang Yang burned a warm kang and let Li Yue lie on the bed to try.
Li Yue lay on the bed and felt the warmth coming from under the bed.
Zhang Yang said: "Will it be too hot?" ”
Li Yue said in a low voice: "Just right." ”
What does it feel like there's a fire underneath and meat roasting on top?
There is a bad feeling.
I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight.
Zhang Yang walked out of the bedroom and helped his little daughter-in-law close the door.
Today's night is good, there is no freezing rain, except for the cold wind from time to time, the night sky is hung with a bright moon, the stars are all over the night sky, and the starry sky without light pollution looks really beautiful.
After looking at the starry sky for a while, sleepiness hit.
Zhang Yang closed the door outside the courtyard, but saw that Aunt Wang next door only came back at this time.
Seeing Zhang Yang, Aunt Wang said, "You haven't slept so late?" ”