Song Shu smiled slightly, "Is there a possibility that he is the cook of the Drunken Immortal Building." ”

Jiang Qingyu got up abruptly and said enviously: "It is worthy of being the young master of the Song family, even the chef of the Drunken Immortal Building can buy it home......

The boss of the drunken fairy building focuses on a rich and noble can not be lewd, the poor and lowly cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be bent.

She had heard that there was a rich man who was used to eating in the Drunken Immortal Mansion who only ate and wanted to buy the cook of the Drunken Immortal Building, and he sold tens of millions of spirit stones in gold, but he didn't make this deal.

Later, the rich man really couldn't eat anything else, so he could only ask someone to go to Zuixianlou every day to buy food, or go to Zuixianlou to dine in person.

Someone specially recommended that the rich man buy a yard near the Zuixian Building to live, and then open the door directly to the Zuixian Building, which is equivalent to the Zuixian Building is a small kitchen paid by himself.

But the rich are stubborn and don't do it, but they suffer from the next person, and they go back and forth at two o'clock every day seven or eight times, but because of the good wages, they can only be painful and happy, and make a fortune in a muffled voice.

Song Shu saw Jiang Qingyu's envious expression, and almost bit a handkerchief in his mouth, so he generously said: "If you want, I'll give you one!" ”

Jiang Qingyu frowned, feeling that things were not so simple: ...... "Send?" ”

Song Shu smiled: "The Song family is not as good as the Luo family in business, there is only one refining hall that burns broken copper and iron on the surface, and only a few people know that the Drunken Immortal Building is actually the property of the Song family, a cook, as the young master, I still gave it away." ”

Jiang Qingyu: (○Д○)

The mouth was shocked into an "O".

Theory, my friends are all local tyrants, how to break!

"So, thank you then?"

Song Shu smiled lightly, like a gentleman's orchid: "You're welcome." ”

Hehe, white prostitutes, don't be in vain, bring back the sect to honor the master, so that the master can taste the world's food without leaving home!

"Buckle—"

There was a knock at the door.

"Young Master, Miss Zhou, please go to the alchemy room with two friends from afar."

"Okay, here we go."

Song Shuying got down, turned his head to Jiang Qingyu and Tang Yuan and said, "Go over together?" ”

Jiang Qingyu nodded: "You lead the way!" ”

Song Shu's courtyard was very close to the alchemy room, and it was only a small garden away.

There were many disciples at the door of the alchemy room, and when they saw Song Shu, they all gave way and called people.

"Young Master Song, Young Master Song is good!"

"Young Master Song, hello Young Master Song's friend!"

"Hello Young Master Song!"

Jiang Qingyu followed behind Song Shu and nodded in response from time to time: "Hello, hello." ”

The disciples of Qingling Valley were so enthusiastic, and seeing Song Shu was like seeing their own senior brother-in-law.

Tang Yuan walked behind Jiang Qingyu, he was not good at salary, so he nodded coldly from time to time, plus he had an extraordinary temperament, and a group of female disciples who were fascinated didn't want it.

Jiang Qingyu shook his head, alas, the senior brother looks like a dog, and he has fascinated many little girls with his secret wishes.

She didn't realize that some male disciples had accidentally blushed when they looked at her.

At this age when love is beginning to bloom, the world of flowers is charming, Jiang Qingyu's heart is like a rock, and he can't move it.

There is no man in his heart, draw his sword and the god of nature!

Entering the alchemist, Jiang Qingyu was afraid of the heat and leaned in the direction of Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan is a ghost cultivator, even if he is not a soul body, his body will automatically exude a cool aura, and in the steaming alchemy room, it is as cool as an iceberg.

Tang Yuan noticed Jiang Qingyu who was secretly poking and prodding, and said that it was troublesome, but under the wide sleeves, he began to silently operate his spiritual power to drive away Jiang Qingyu's heat.

Tang Yuan was already cold because of his stubborn illness, so he didn't feel too hot here.

"Ah Shu!" When Zhou Shuning saw Song Shu, she walked behind him and stood up, holding the wheelchair pusher.

Song Shu's eyebrows bent: "Shu Ning." ”

The two stood in the corner of the outer room biting their ears.

A gentle uncle who looked six points similar to Song Shu walked up to Jiang Qingyu with a gentle beautiful woman in his arms, "Little fish girl? ”

The uncle's green silk is mixed with white hair, but his temperament is the same as that of Song Shu, and he is Song Shu's parents.

"I am, I've seen my uncle and aunt." Jiang Qingyu saluted and returned.

After half of the salute, he was helped up by the beautiful woman: "Don't salute, don't salute, uncle and aunt should thank you, girl." ”

Jiang Qingyu was familiar with herself, and when she was helped up, her eyes bent, and she replied with a smile: "No need, Ashu and A-Ning are friends, and friends should help each other!" ”

She spit on her tone in her heart, but she still shamefully pretended to be the tone of a seventeen-year-old girl.

Song Shu's father, Song Lang, said loudly: "Ashu's matter, thanks to you, if you need anything, mention it to your uncle and aunt!" ”

"Well, if there is a need, I will definitely come to the two of you with a cheeky face~"

Song Shuniang raised her hand in person, Jiang Qingyu lowered her head when she saw this, and Song Shuniang rubbed her head with a smile.

Jiang Qingyu is already very skilled at rubbing her braincase, and the master said that her hair is soft, and she has rubbed it well.

Without it, only she knows it.

Song Shuniang put down her hand and looked at Jiang Qingyu expectantly: "What a good girl, like my daughter who has been away from home for many years." ”

"Huh?"

Song Lang saw his wife like this, so he had no choice but to explain: "Our couple has a child under their knees, she has always wanted a daughter, but it didn't work out, she had to rest her mind, and when she saw you today, she was afraid that she would relapse again." ”

I see.

Jiang Qingyu thought that Song Shu had a younger sister, and she was embarrassed, she had made up a bitter script in her head.

Song Shu spoke out at the right time: "I have always wanted a sister." ”

Song Shu's mother's eyes lit up, "Xiaoyu, why don't you recognize me as your stepmother!" ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Qingyu blinked, looked at Tang Yuan, and then looked at Song Shu and his father.

Tang Yuan: "Look at what I do, decide for yourself." ”

Listening to the elder brother say that the little junior sister's original family is in chaos, seeing that Song Shu's parents are so-so, they should be able to make up for Xiaoyu's lack of parental love.

Seeing that Jiang Qingyu did not resist, Song Lang also had the intention to promote: "Then take some time to visit Xiaoyu's parents' house?" ”

Song Shu's face changed: "Father! ”

Song Lang didn't know why: "Ah Shu, what's wrong?" ”

Song Shu was annoyed in his heart, forgetting to tell his parents that Xiaoyu was actually the daughter of the Jiang family in Beizhou, and had already separated from the family by herself.

He looked at Jiang Qingyu worriedly, for fear that she would be sad because of his father's words.

But Jiang Qingyu didn't, she smiled at Song Shu: "I have no father or mother, and I have left the family, so I am not sad, I don't have to mind." ”

Song Lang looked at this smile, as if he had opened up the second pulse of Ren Du.

Thinking of the incident caused by the return of the Jiang family's concubine in Beizhou not long ago, Jiang Qingyu's smile had a bit of the shadow of that rotten person, and the twists and turns in it made Song Lang clear in an instant.

He looked at Jiang Qingyu with some distress, Jiang Liuyun had really ruined the reputation of the Jiang family for several generations.