Cheng Xiaojin looked at Wu Zhengjue that his words were a bit insulting. You have to use your own swordsmanship to set off the powerful swordsmanship of others. This is a good idea, but only if you know how to use swords. what! Every time you fight a war, you are either a long gun or a short gun. I have never seen you with a knife. You still dare to say that people's swords are better than you. Isn't this just burying people
"Why look at me like this? I won't snatch it with you. My Feier's knife skills are also unique."
"Sang Gong, do you call me?"
"Come here and eat hot pot!" Wu Zheng shouted at the four women watching the excitement at the bow: "Come here, anyway, today Brother Cheng treats us to nothing."
Wu Zheng pulled the basin on the case table and gave it to the four women, one for each of them. Looking at the empty plate, Wu Zheng felt that something was missing, and suddenly slapped his head and said: "By the way, the green onion..."
He glanced at the maid who had not left, and said, "Will that girl trouble you to help us get some chopped green onion, Jiang Mo and garlic, right? Is there sesame oil?"
"Do you want soy sauce!" Cheng Xiaojin joked.
Wu Zheng said, "Your soy sauce is too expensive. It's a shame to use that type of soy sauce hot pot! But if you're willing, it doesn't matter if you try it."
Cheng Xiaojin rolled his eyes, this guy liked it and sold it at a bargain price. He knew what soy sauce he would mention like this!
Cheng Xiaojin waved his hand and sent the maid to prepare.
Wu Zheng’s mutton that went down here has already been picked up and eaten. Smelling the touching scent of brine, looking at Wu Zheng who was eating with an air-conditioner, his mouth full of oily Wu Zheng, Cheng Xiaojin couldn’t help swallowing his saliva and went through school. Like Wu Zheng, he picked up a piece of meat and put it in a pot to rinse.
Wu Zheng urged: "It's okay, just pick it up and eat it, and then cook it and it will be boring to eat."
Cheng Xiaojin took a bite suspiciously, his eyes lit up, the taste was okay!
There was a burst of applause on the opposite Wanhua stage. It was not just how fragrant Wu Zheng's hot pot was, but the song of Yunshui Xiuwu on the stage was still lingering.
The oiran slightly bowed his knees on the stage and gave a blessing to everyone in order to show his gratitude, and his appearance was so charming and pitiful.
Then Wu Zheng saw a strange scene, in which countless safflowers burst out from the auditorium to the stage like a rain of arrows, looking as if the people under the stage wanted to bury the oiran alive.
Cheng Xiaojin also beckoned to the maid on the side, and a maid came over with a wooden plate in her hands, and then Cheng Xiaojin took out an ingot of silver and threw it on the plate.
The maid stood up and retired. Wu Zheng looked puzzled and asked: "Do you still have to spend money to eat your own food?"
Cheng Xiaojin rolled his eyes angrily: "Tubaozi, is this a bonus?" Then Cheng Xiaojin pointed to the red flowers flying in the sky and said, "Do you think they are all flowers? Actually they are all silver and small. One or two big twelve, whoever is the leader of the sky tonight, depends on who gets the most bonus in the end."
Wu Zheng nodded and said, "Isn't that Wang Chunxia that you are optimistic about? Why did you change your mind?"
Cheng Xiaojin said: "Who said I changed my mind, it's wrong... Do you think everyone is the same as you? Drinking a flower wine and even the reward of silver can't bear to spend it, how can someone dance a beautiful sleeve dance for us? That waist is about to be twisted. I can't overdo it if I spend a hundred taels of silver as a reward! When it's you, don't you mean it?"
"No money!" Wu Zheng said simply.
"Just you, the rich man, will you have no money? Brother Wu is still heartbroken when drinking wine, and drinking this wine is a bit less fun."
"My pleasure."
Song Feier said: "Sir, or let's learn a few flowers too!"
Wu Zheng said: "If you don't buy it, one girl will give you a few. If nine girls come down, it will cost thousands of taels! And others may not remember you when the money is spent. Our old Wu family can't practice money like this. "
Cheng Xiaojin said: "If you have silver, don't you need to put it at home to grow mold?"
"You are just reminding me. Feier's silver bills are all converted into silver. Take them to the yard to see if they are mildewed. By the way, Brother Cheng should have a silver potion in your house! Give you a copy of the recipe."
Wu Zheng draped Cheng Xiaojin's shoulders and raised his hand for a copy.
Cheng Xiaojin said in an angry voice: "These things are the secret recipes of various families, how can they be easily given to others."
"Who are we brothers and whom? Isn't it just a secret recipe? You don't have to be so stingy!"
"You... OK, here you are. It's really bad luck to run into a brother like you... (End of this chapter)