Chapter 157: Eat Me and Slap My Feet

"Tangmen, can you still go back?"

Tang Xiaobao shook his head, "I can't go back, unless the people who were expelled from the Tang Sect can make great contributions to the family, it is impossible to go back, and the second master of Tang will come out and return again in the past hundred and eighty years."

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"What kind of contribution is considered a big contribution?"

Tang Xiaobao pinched his fleshy chin and thought about it, "It's probably like saving the family from fire and water, or taking out martial arts that shocked the family."

Since his family knows his own affairs, Li Muyang chooses between the two in the wine and the Xiaoyao Valley, and from a long-term point of view, it is more advantageous to take root in Sheng'anmen first than to outwit the Tangmen wine.

"Okay, don't talk too much, Tang Xiaobao, can you get those drinks?"

"Aren't you making fun of me? Just kidding, I don't have a lot of connections. ”

Tang Xiaobao is bent on proving that he is useful, he doesn't want to go back to the West inexplicably, he hasn't lived enough.

"Help me get a hundred jars of each wine, and I'll let you go" This Tang Xiaobao is not as important to Li Muyang as ordering wine.

Tang Xiaobao's mouth was open, and he plucked out his ears, "What kind of thing? a hundred altars? You might as well take my life."

"Fifty Altars"

"Up to 10 altars"

"Don't be too little, these ten altars are all I am ready to grit my teeth and sacrifice my hue to change to Aunt Su, if I agree, we will exchange it, even if I don't agree, I will be a rotten life anyway"

"Broken jars, broken jars, work for two years, and then ten jars of each wine, this is a ransom, no longer two prices"

Tang Xiaobao pondered, it's okay, in two years, dozens of jars of wine can be exchanged for a free body, why not.

"That deal, the gentleman is hard to chase after a word"

Li Muyang hooked his lips and smiled, "That's nature"

Tang Xiaobao shook his shoulders and spread his hands: "In that case, what do you need me to do now?"

"You put away your gold ingots, find a room to rest first, and wait for everyone to come together and we will talk about something"

As soon as Tang Xiaobao heard this, he quickly retreated, and left first to hide in the morning.

The little doll fell asleep, and Qian Duoduo said bitterly, "Master, what should he do?"

"Wait for Mu Che to come back"

As soon as these words fell, Mu Che came back, "I"

Qian Duoduo stepped forward full of joy, "Mu Che, you're back"

Mu Che touched his head, so enthusiastic? Do you have a crush on me? Master, I came to steal the teacher, and the relationship between men and women will not be considered for the time being.

"Have you finished what Master told you to do?"

"Well, who is the master, a know-it-all, a first-class level of work, Brother Yang, I have inquired clearly, there is one on Chang'an Street"

Li Muyang interrupted Mu Che to speak, "You don't need to tell me so much detail, you go with you to raise this child, and take out thirty taels of gold from your private treasury and attach it."

"Well, good" Qian Duoduo was anxious to deal with the hot potato, and she gave out as much gold and silver as she could.

Mu Che was a little surprised, "Now?"

"Well, what else?"

"I thought that for" Mu Che stopped talking, he was afraid that if he said that the Chinese family was sad, he would not succeed in stealing the teacher afterwards and would suffer.

"You think too much, this child has nothing to do with me, he picked it up on the road, and he did a good deed every day, and he should also have this good fate in his heart. ”

Li Muyang knew that he was thinking crookedly when he looked at Mu Che's eyes, how could this be my heir, so ugly, wrinkled like a monkey.

Mu Che gave Li Muyang a look that all men understand, and his mouth did not close the door, "People are not romantic teenagers, in fact, you don't have to care"

Qian Duoduo was immediately reluctant when he heard this, and scolded sharply, "Shut up, do you know what you will say, I don't allow anyone to insult my master."

Mu Che had a row of black lines: "Blame me?"

"You"

"Okay" Li Muyang slapped the table, "You two hurry up and give me this child, give you an hour's time, and roll back for me after sending the hemp slippery"

"Yes"

"Good"

Qian Duoduo put the hot potato in Mu Che's hand when he went out, and clapped his hands, "You go and send me, I'm waiting for you here"

Qian Duoduo jumped on the tree to prevent Mu Che from regretting it, "go and go back quickly"

Mu Che looked at Qian Duoduo stupidly and said unconsciously, "What a handsome light skill"

"You want to learn, I'll teach you!"

"Really?" Mu Che's eyes lit up.

"Boiled"

Mu Che's face changed in seconds, and Qian Duoduo laughed, "If you want to learn, you can send the child back and I'll teach you"

"No problem, just look at it!" Mu Che trotted away with the child in his arms.

He turned right and left, and saw the calligrapher and painting writer stop and ask for "give me a piece of paper and a brush"

"Hey, okay, here you go"

Mu Che didn't have time to dip the ink and put it in his mouth to get wet, "Help take a look at the child"

"Oh, okay, ah, how can this child be brought out when he is so old?

"Hmmm, yes? I don't know, after all, I haven't raised it, so it's good I know."

Mu Che raised his head and looked like a torch, "The storyteller is here to make up a miserable life and listen to it"

"Huh?"

"Ahh

"The world is big, the food and clothing are the greatest, you wait" Zhang Youshan's eyes turned and he opened his mouth to come, "His father died early, and his adoptive father was seriously ill......"

The storyteller said a sentence, Mu Che wrote a sentence.

"Lonely, dying, and looking forward to well-wishers"

"Stop," Mu Che interrupted the storyteller's soulful speech.

"What's wrong? don't you like it, don't be discouraged, I have other tragic stories,......"

"No, no, it's enough" Mu Che took the letter and left, he hurried to the house that lacked children.

Just knocked on the door twice, Mu Che was shocked to find that he forgot to hold the child, and patted his head "It's really stupid"

Mu Che hurriedly went back to find the storyteller, and there was not even a piece of waste paper left in the stall.

"How is this good?" Mu Che paced and asked the people around him who were all shirking and ignoring, and he was not Murray who could distinguish between real and fake, I don't know, I don't know, how should this be good?

Mu Che walked around, walked around, puzzled, Qian Duoduo was still waiting for him on the tree, and his neat and handsome body was .......

Mu Che decided that of course this was delivered, anyway, they didn't know who he was going to send it to, and after finalizing it, he hurried back.

"A lot of money, a lot of money!"

When Mu Che returned, Qian Duoduo had fallen asleep on the trunk of the tree.

"Huh?" Qian Duoduo turned over and fell off the tree trunk, and Mu Che stepped forward to rescue Qian Duoduo, disturbing Qian Duoduo's body, and he was on the ground in a panic.

Qian Duoduo, who was still in a daze, unconsciously rubbed on Mu Che's chest and continued to sleep.

Mu Che's body stiffened and didn't dare to move, his back was super painful, he was thinking about whether he was selling his face? ”

Qian Duoduo slept until the sun was about to set, the sunset was red, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Mu Che was actually under him, his movements were faster than his thoughts, and he kicked it with a flirtatious kick.

Mu Che clutched his life and wailed, "I'll go, who is this Nima? I'm going to die, I'm going to die, am I inhumane?"

"Bastard, you dare to take advantage of me?" Qian Duoduo was angry.

Mu Che burst into tears, "How dare I, unless I'm blind"

Qian Duoduo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't smile, "Hmm, what do you say?