Seocho hasn't eaten enough, her body has been too much energy consumption in the past two days, and she wants to make up for the loss, but she can't make up for it just by eating a few meals.

Qi Kecheng looked at Seocho, who was even eaten with steamed buns in the soup at the bottom of the plate, and said in his heart Is this female pavilion chief's stomach a bottomless pit, how can she eat it so much. His family's rations for two days were eaten by her, and if this female pavilion chief was his daughter, she would have to eat his family poor in less than half a year.

Qi Kecheng was embarrassed to say that he was in a hurry, and the meal was a little underprepared, so I hope you forgive me.

When he said this, he was originally polite, but Seocho said, "It's really a little little." ”

Mu Yirong finally couldn't help laughing, he had seen Seocho eating, he was a little expert in liquidation, but he was not as exaggerated as tonight.

"You didn't eat like this when you were in the house. Is it because the chef of the Qi County Ling family is so good that she hooked out all the gluttonous worms in your stomach?"

Seocho waved his hand, "It's not that the cook's cooking skills are too good, it's that I've consumed too much physical strength in the past two days, and I have to eat to make up for it." ”

Qi Kecheng heard the black line in his head, and said in his heart that he had eaten all the plates, and he disliked my cook's skills, so if it was delicious, did you plan to eat even the plates and the cook's wife together?

Qi Kecheng said that it didn't matter if he wasn't full, he also ordered the cook to prepare a snack after the meal, which was Bi Luo, who Seocho had always wanted to eat.

Ruicao's eyes widened suddenly, and she excitedly said that she was going to eat ten plates, and Qi Xian Ling almost fell off the top of the stool.

Seocho's 10 plates of Biro were soon served, and the cherry Biro in the shape of flowers, the crystal clear thin skin was stuffed with red cherry filling, revealing the breath of spring, which was mouth-watering, and the index finger moved.

When you take a bite, the soft and glutinous thin skin and sweet cherry melt in the mouth at once, teasing the tongue and satisfying the taste buds.

Seocho narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, Boa was really an honest good boy and didn't lie to her.

It's just a pity that I couldn't taste crab roe Biluo, and Seocho has some regrets.

Qi Kecheng saw that Ruicao actually got Longwangshu, and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, Mu Yirong saw it, and asked Qi Kecheng to wait for the next food inventory, he signed it, and he could go to Dali Temple for reimbursement.

Qi Ke sincerely complained in his heart, and said that if he reported this list, Dali Temple might suspect him of overreporting money. Who would believe that a woman can eat so much?

The ingredients in the kitchen were already empty, and he had been taking care of Mu Yirong and the others just now, and he didn't use chopsticks at all. I was going to ask the cook to give him a bowl of soup cakes for a while, but now it seems that there is no fun, so I can only stay hungry until tomorrow.

After Mu Yirong finished eating, he got up and took out a little loose silver from his arms, saying that he was rewarding the cook who worked hard to prepare dinner.

Qi Kecheng hurriedly refused, but Mu Yirong insisted, so he had to call the cook to receive the reward.

The fat cook looked at the CDs on the table, and while she was proud, she couldn't help but secretly speculate, and said in her heart, didn't these adults in official clothes say that they were big people from the capital, how could they eat better than the big men who did farm work and farming in the countryside?

The house arranged by the Qi County Order for Mu Yirong and others is in front, which is the backyard of the county government, and is specially provided with a place for the officials to rest.

The house was very small, the environment was very poor, and there was a not very friendly smell wafting in the house, but the smell was far better than that of the Jingzhao Mansion official class, at most it was like the smell of a pile of horse manure and eggs. Compared with the smell of punching people in the nose in the Jingzhao Mansion Ya Servant's room, it is too friendly.

Although Mu Yirong is the young master of the official family, he does not care about these, he handles the case seriously, and often stays overnight to rest in the yamen of Dali Temple, and does not change his clothes for three or four days.

It's just that washing is naturally inevitable, not like the two Hou Hu and Hou Monkey brothers, they don't rinse their mouths, they don't wash their feet, and they fall asleep as soon as they enter the house.

After Qi Kecheng ordered someone to bring hot water for Mu Yirong and the others, he said goodbye and went back to the house to rest.

After Mu Yirong cleaned the water room, he walked to the courtyard and saw Seocho standing under the eaves, looking up at the raindrops that were dripping from the eaves.

"The residual rain is still dripping, and the low clouds are gone. I'm afraid tomorrow, it's hard to be a sunny day again. ”

Mu Yirong sighed, and Seocho turned his head to look at him, "You teach me to read and write!"

Seocho felt that Taishan Niangniang asked her to go down the mountain to learn to be a person because she didn't understand literature and science, but she mixed into the team of students who could cultivate immortals, which was not in line with the rules.

As long as she can know how to recite poetry and write beautiful words like Mu Yirong, she should be able to go back to the mountain, she really doesn't like the feeling of powerlessness that she doesn't have energy in her body now.

If she had fought with someone on her own hill on Mount Tai and collapsed in any bush, she would wake up the next day and be able to pick someone else's hill again.

And in the human realm, the barren aura is like the dew on the grass in the morning, which is evaporated by the scorching sun in the blink of an eye.

Mu Yirong was slightly stunned when he heard Ruicao's request to teach him to write, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Do you have a sweetheart?"

The woman suddenly wanted to sing the wind and the moon, and chanted poems against her, most of them had a sweetheart.

I want to watch the snow, the stars, and the moon with him, from poetry and poetry to the philosophy of life!

"What does learning to write have to do with your sweetheart?"

Seocho and Mu Yirong's thoughts are not on the same channel at all.

In fact, she is not on the same channel as ordinary women, or even ordinary people.

"Is it possible, only a sweetheart can learn to write, so where do I have to find one?"

After Seocho said this, his eyes stared at Mu Yirong, "Otherwise, you will be my sweetheart!"

Mu Yirong was dumbfounded for a while, and after a long while, he smiled bitterly, "Don't you know what your sweetheart means?"

"I know, it's the people I like. ”

"Do you like me, then?"

"What does it feel like to like it?"

In Seocho's head, there is only Xiu Immortal and become the overlord of the sky!

The love between men and women is as far away as the sun from her for her, a little demon who has just cultivated her body.

Mu Yirong didn't have a sweetheart either, but people didn't know each other, and asked Seocho if he saw a certain person of the opposite sex who would have a heartbeat, and would miss him abnormally if he didn't see him for a few days?

Seocho thought about it very seriously for a moment, "My heart beats faster when I fight with people, and I feel very excited. Sometimes I miss a little bit when I am separated from my mother, sometimes I miss my friends on the mountain, and occasionally I miss the lotus seed white fungus soup made by the lotus fairy, which is a must. ”

"Your mother is not of the opposite sex, and food is not counted. What would you most like to say if you were to meet your friends of the opposite sex on the hill right now?"

"Let's fight!"

Mu Yirong surrendered, saying that he could take the time to teach Ruicao to read and hyphenation. However, words must be practiced often, poems must be read often, know "learn and learn from time to time", and know how to "review the old and know the new", in order to increase knowledge.

Otherwise, it will be in vain and a waste of time!

Seocho began to regret it a little, Mu Yirong is simply the male version of the Hundred Flowers Fairy!

However, she can be a matchmaker when Mu Yirong teaches her to read, and match Mu Yirong and Liu Qingyan.

In this way, she can often observe the two subjects at close range, and she will definitely be able to "day by day" and quickly realize some spiritual truths.

No, just thinking about matching the two, she has already learned an idiom without a teacher.

It's just that she can see that Liu Qingyan is interested in Mu Yirong, but Mu Yirong is very distant from her, and it is not the kind of distance that men and women avoid suspicion.

Although Seocho doesn't know much about the relationship between men and women, she is very "eye-catching", and she can still see that Mu Yirong doesn't seem to be interested in Liu Qingyan.

Seocho remembered that when she peeked at the Hundred Flowers Fairy, the book had a man chasing a woman, next mountain; Women chase men, compartment yarn.

But if Mu Yirong refuses to pierce this layer of tulle, it will be in vain.

Liu Qingyan couldn't just shave her head and be hot, but she couldn't do it, so she directly knocked Mu Yirong unconscious, and asked Liu Qingyan to come to a bully and make a bow and cook raw rice into mature rice.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy, who is far away in Mount Tai, would have set fire to the bookstore that sold the book if she had learned all these messy things from the book that Ruicao had stolen from her.

Seocho nodded, saying that he would follow Mu Yirong to learn to read poetry and write, Mu Yirong smiled and said that he would treat Seocho very harshly, after all, strict teachers make high apprentices.

Seocho raised her eyebrows: "You're not going to be careful to take the opportunity to suppress me, are you?"

"Why do you think that?"

"Because you're jealous that I'm better than you. ”

Seocho went back to the topic that the two talked about before, Mu Yirong smiled helplessly, and said to Seocho with gentle eyes, "I am indeed jealous of you, jealous of your simplicity." ”

Seocho thought that Mu Yirong was praising her, and didn't speak again, so the two stood side by side under the eaves of the raindrops, listening to the sound of the rain and looking at the rainy courtyard.

In the end, Mu Yirong couldn't help but turn his head to look at Seocho, seeing that her eyes were bright, and she shook her head lightly with the sound of rain, and a different taste suddenly surged in her heart, and she couldn't help but immerse herself in this scene.

Unbeknownst to him, the woman standing next to him didn't understand what amorous customs were at all, and was thinking about how to sell him!

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