readx; In Feng Yue Miao, Zhao Baiyu stood up, poured out all the cold tea in front of Peng Qingdu, refilled the tea leaves, refilled the boiling water, sighed slightly, and then sat down. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After bowing his head and taking a few sips of hot tea, Zhao Baiyu quietly raised his eyelids and quickly swept Peng Qingdu's extremely nervous face.

My stomach was turned into watermelon by the tea, but I had to hold it helplessly and couldn't find an outlet. My brain still has to move non-stop, and I am preparing to speak again with new words.

"Now, when it comes to killing, the most important thing is to kill happily. Whether you kill or not is something that cannot be forced. The third uncle doesn't help you, because they don't know the fun of killing. ”

After a pause, Zhao Baiyu mustered up his strength and tried his best to recite the following testimonials word by word in an approachable and amiable tone.

It's not that the language is so powerful and shocking, it's just that he wants to be a warm man, Peng Qingdu really nodded, the noodles can only be eaten and not cooked, and he doesn't know how to end it.

"When this kind of thing happens, everyone doesn't want to, na, are you hungry? I'll cook you a bowl of noodles, and only when you're full will you have the strength to continue killing." ”

Amitabha, no matter how warm the words are, Peng Qingdu is completely insensitive, just cares about his black face, heartbroken, and is busy being a person again.

Can you not be busy, you are confused. As soon as I arrived at Fenggujing, the ground was not yet hot, and the yamen didn't know where it was opened, and the small universe exploded, almost strangling the No. 1 snake in Fenggujing alive next to the wine cellar.

Whether the attitude is sincere or not, and the review touches the soul, which is directly related to how long Zhao Baiyu can refill himself with boiling water.

Fried peanuts, boiled peanuts in brine, boiled edamame in salt water and other dishes are all ready, and the fog hair tip is fragrant and delicious. Behind the harmony and tranquility, Peng Qingdu's heart is high and dark.

If you choose between hunger and thirst and life, you can only choose the latter, drag your children with your mouth, and raise a large family.

Peng Qingdu's head lowered again, his eyes were red, his voice was low and hoarse, full of sadness, he sniffed and raised his head again.

When Zhao Baiyu saw it, he stripped his belt, and his heart jumped violently, and he got it, and another round of private fights began.

"Uncle Bai Yu, on the 10th day of the fifth lunar month of the twelfth year of Chongzhen, the green plums are not yet ripe, and they have not been boiled in the wine, but your life has almost come to an end, and the responsibility is all on me. As soon as I heard the word Xuan Yanxing, I began to hurt the killer, I am a scumbag, I'm sorry, I love my uncle and third uncle wrongly. ”

Every time Peng Qingdu touched the review of his soul, Zhao Baiyu's heart jumped, and this time was no exception, he stretched out his hand and touched the deep red mark on his neck, and he was afraid.

Many major events in the family have not been completed, the daughter-in-law has not passed the door, and the daughter has not hated to marry, so she was sent to the one-way express boat of the underworld by this kid.

Fortunately, Wu Falang's family has good genes and has brute strength. The fast boat then became a slow boat, and the king of Yama turned around at the door and turned back.

If you think about it carefully, you can't blame Peng Qingdu, it's just human instinct. For the sake of a strange dream of Xuan Yanxing, he left his home and wandered around like a lonely ghost.

When he ran out of ammunition and was desperate and helpless, he suddenly heard the name of Xuan Yanxing, happiness came so suddenly, and he really didn't feel like a gentleman without chicken blood.

Peng Qingdu's thoughts, Zhao Baiyu is empathetic.

These days, in the middle of the night, all the people are silent, and the cry of "Xuan Yan Xing, Xuan Yan Xing" is buzzing in the ears.

If the ghost is called, you should be more professional. At the same time, you always work hard, wear a white dress and float out, preferably with a long blood-red tongue and smoky makeup. But this tube calls, no matter how it appears, it makes people creepy and sleepless every night.

The noodles don't seem to be good, so let's change the flavor to a new one.

Zhao Baiyu took a deep breath, stood up suddenly, his face was hideous, and slapped the table: "Peng Qingdu, I used to be a person, but I didn't expect you to be a dog, you bite me is a natural law, but I bite you but I want to make the headlines of Xilaibao." ”

Zhao Baiyu scolded like this, and Peng Qingdu's mood relaxed suddenly.

In this year, it is popular to smile and not smile. The more smiling and approachable, the more friendly the person was sent to the first class of the Difu Clipper, digging a pit to death, drinking water, sleeping to death, depending on the degree of intimacy of the other party.

On the contrary, only their own people will scold and scold, and the scolding is all heart-wrenching, the brother who sleeps on the top bunk.

Feeling relieved, Peng Qingdu's dark face turned red, a smile appeared, and he kept nodding his head yes, and responded sweetly: "Uncle Bai Yu, if there is anything difficult, just ask, my brother will give it to you." ”

Yes, you have done your best, you have done your work, and you have fallen into favors, are you still embarrassed to do it?

Zhao Baiyu was expressionless, hurriedly waved his hand, tightened his pants, and ran to the thatched house with his buttocks. Uncle Peng, I can't afford to play with you, you are relaxed. The Yellow River is about to overflow in my stomach, and if I don't go, it will all flow out.

Cool, it's really a cool word. Zhao Baiyu happily solved the burden, and walked out with a relaxed face, but he couldn't cry or laugh.

Peng Qingdu hummed a small tune, ate peanuts, shook his head, and looked very carefree.

At this time, Zhao Baiyu was embarrassed.

Let Peng Qingdu go to Shuiqi Restaurant to be a chef, and put Mao Xingma there, that guy has a hard backstage and is flamboyant, and he really doesn't have the courage to let him open the way.

Let Peng Qingdu go to learn how to make cakes with Wu Jiulang, the family will pass on the stunt, only the eldest son, you Peng Qingdu is the big green onion, the door will not let you in, and it depends on whether my face is big or not.

When he was in trouble, two guys at the door passed by lightly, talking in a low voice as they walked.

"Chen Yixian, you didn't eat breakfast yesterday, it will hurt your stomach after a long time. ”

"Wei Xing's family, every morning is a cake, no appetite. ”

"Next to the cake, isn't there a big pot of porridge, and I didn't scoop it when I saw you. ”

"Hey, the porridge is too hot, the side dishes are not very good, and it tastes even more tasteless. ”

"You're really thinking of yourself like Bill. But it's a shame that you didn't eat, otherwise Feng Yuemiao hadn't cleaned up today, and the uncle would have come. ”

"What's wrong with Bill, it's not one nose and two eyes. Maybe in the future, I will invent something that will be remembered by the children and grandchildren of the Ming Dynasty. ”

The two men let out a low laugh at the same time, and the footsteps faded away before disappearing under the stairs.

Chen Yixian, a native of Pixian County, a distant cousin of Fu Zonglong's wife Chen Meifeng, came to Xuanyanxing three years to work, smart, practical and studious.

However, this kid has a problem, he loves to brag, and he always yawns when he speaks, and he has a big breath. Zhao Baiyu couldn't help laughing thinking about the interesting conversation between the two boys.

Smiling and smiling, Zhao Baiyu's heart moved slightly and he had an idea.

Now the economy is in recession, and there are many wars. Men don't marry, women hate to marry, and there are many left.

If there is a delicacy that can stimulate all the taste buds of the leftover women and men, the appetite is good, the emotions are rich, and the eyes are met, and all of them become warm men and women, then it is a great achievement.

"Qingdu, is there a way, a whole kind of fresh, fast and hot fast food, so that everyone can eat well and warm in the morning. Zhao Baiyu's face emitted an eager luster, and his words became eager.

It sounds like it's for the peace of Fenggu and the welfare of the villagers. , that's just advertising. In fact, it is just a wishful thinking for yourself and putting a bright coat on the abacus.

Although the abacus is small, it still carries a strong warmth. His wife, Wang Cuihua, is now rheumatism, sore and sleepless at night, and has to get up early to cook. But it's not a good thing to be hungry in the morning.

Peng Qingdu didn't have so many twists and turns in his heart, and after listening to Zhao Baiyu's request, he nodded happily.

"However, uncle, you know, when you first came to the treasure land, your eyes were black, and you suffered a loss just now. This time, I have to send a little brother to lead the way and touch the taste of Fenggu. ”

Peng Qingdu's request was quite reasonable, but Zhao Baiyu hesitated, Xuan Yanxing's reputation was too loud, from the shopkeeper to the gangster, all of them were praised by others as masters. If you want to find a master as a helper, it seems easy to operate but too difficult.

At this moment, hurried footsteps sounded at the door, and Wang Changsheng's fiery voice flew in: "Bai Yuxian's nephew, there are a lot of eighteen jars of good wine, and I have sent them all to you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Changsheng, who was tall and thin like a bamboo pole, suddenly opened the door curtain, and an enthusiastic horse face rushed in with a warm breeze.

Lai Jinyun followed behind, his face was the same as Zhao Baiyu's, with an incomparably bright smile, but his eyes were extremely surprised, as if he had seen the astronomical spectacle of a comet hitting the earth.

In the past eighteen years, the third uncle has been a Buddha grandfather, and he has never been on the door of Xuan Yanxing, but today he will take the initiative to send it to the door, and he is also doing the physical work of delivering wine.

Eighteen jars of wine were put into Feng Yuemiao, Wang Changsheng had no intention of leaving, he smiled innocently on his face, stared at Peng Qingdu with his two eyes, and did not speak.

Zhao Baiyu and Lai Jinyun are the second monks, they are confused, you look at me, I look at you, they don't taste anything, is it possible that the third uncle is tired and panicked after sending wine, and wants to eat a meal before leaving?

Peng Qingdu knew it, swept away the gloomy look just now, and was full of confidence and vitality.

Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion. Peng Qingdu is a junior brother in front of Zhao Baiyu, and in front of the third uncle, he is a qualified uncle.

"Third uncle, you go back and buy a roll of green felt cloth, spread it under the three osmanthus trees, the rain falls on the flowers, that is the top grade, the wind falls on the flowers, and the water will be sprinkled once in the morning and evening.

"At noon, when the sun is at its fiercest, remember to turn over the flower, not shift, and volley on the spot. Wait for the flowers to dry and fragrant, put them in three baskets separately, and put them in a dry and ventilated room for later use. ”

As soon as the connoisseur spoke, he knew if there was one, the more Wang Changsheng listened, the brighter his eyes became, he kept nodding his head, whispering in his mouth, repeating Peng Qingdu's words in his heart, for fear that something would be missed.

After listening, Wang Changsheng bowed deeply to Peng Qingdu, arched his hand to Zhao Baiyu, and left happily as soon as he turned around.

Lai Jinyun walked a few steps and followed, intending to send the Buddha's grandfather to the golden light, but was stopped by Zhao Baiyu.