Su Tang blinked and began to promote himself. Anyway, he would try to establish a relationship with Mr. Song first. However, Su Tang looked stunned. Why didn't he see that this girl Tang was such a person before? She was so shameless. thick.
Su Tang said that the thickness of her face depends on who she is facing. She doesn’t know when she will meet such a gentleman who may have good knowledge next time. She doesn’t know what to do if she doesn’t hurry up. She can’t take her face into account at this time.
Song Yi only thought that this little girl was quirky, and it really reminded him of when his wife was young. Because life at home was difficult, his wife was looking for work on the street to make a living, and she worked hard for just a few cents. kind.
In the first meeting, she chased him for two streets to make him pay two cents. After he paid the money obediently, she seemed to realize that he was quite rich, so she just took the things and tried to find a way to make money from him, but it was not a scam. Instead, I just took my own stuff in exchange.
After going back and forth, the two became familiar with each other, fell in love with each other, and later became a couple.
Later, Song Yi became famous and became the empress of the dynasty. As his wife, she was laughed at once when she went out. Later, she learned many rules and became an excellent official wife, but the cleverness she had when she was young became increasingly rare. .
Now looking at Su Tang blatantly deceiving himself, Song Yi could see it at a glance, but felt nostalgic and funny at the same time. He looked at Su Tang, "Am I not an ordinary person? Why didn't I know? Also, little girl, what on earth are you doing?" Have you read any books?"
Su Tang reluctantly hesitated on this question. "When it comes to things like reading, you have to compare it with something. You have to use a suitable quantifier to express it, that is..."
Song Yi smiled as she saw the little girl playing tricks on him, "Huh?"
Su Tang sighed, "Just, just understand it a little bit. No one can know about this. I don't even know why I understand it a little bit."
Song Yi shook her head, "You weird girl, do you want to make clothes for me?"
Su Tang nodded, "Yes, so, you agreed?"
Su Tang thought in her mind, she could make the clothes slowly, or if she couldn't, she could make them at their house. As long as she had enough contact with them, she would have a chance.
Song Yi shook her head, "I'm hungry. Go to the kitchen and make me something to eat. I'll think about it."
"Can I take the liberty to ask, is there any necessary connection between cooking and making clothes?" Su Tang said, why would she want to trick people into making clothes and also have cooking skills
Song Yi said solemnly, "No, but I want it."
Let me go, old man, you are so willful, does your deceased wife know
Su Tang complained in his heart and pursed his lips, "Okay, okay."
Who told her to trick others? Let's just cook. Su Tang was led to the kitchen by Peng Mo. Not to mention, the kitchen was not small and well-equipped.
Su Tang checked the ingredients, determined the menu after a while, and started working.
Peng Mo saw that there was nothing to help her, so he went to see Song Yi, "Master, what are you doing?"
"The little girl is just like she was when she was young, quirky and able to deceive people." Song Yi smiled.
Holding the ink, he breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that his master seemed to have let go of something, and then he heard Song Yi say, "The chaos in the capital is getting more and more chaotic. If you and I have nothing to do in Qinghe Town, just accept a young disciple."
"What?" Hearing what Song Yi said, Pengmo was surprised. He never expected that Song Yi would have such an idea.
(End of chapter)