Mingyue was stunned, and then found out that he had made a mistake. Although it was not the first time I saw Wu Zheng, every time I met, I just passed by in a flash, and I didn't even have a chance to introduce myself.
"Brother Diao said it." Mingyue pointed to the black-faced Diao Sikun beside him and smiled: "That's right, Brother Diao said it."
Wu Zheng glanced at Diao Sikun behind Mingyue. He was really not interested in talking nonsense with him except for asking for debts.
Seeing Wu Zheng smiled, she was about to leave. Mingyue quickly stopped him and said, "Master Wu..."
"Young Master Wu is there anything else?" Wu Zheng smiled.
Of course there is nothing wrong, but I want to talk to him more, but there must be a reason for this! Mingyue's heart was a little flustered, confused, and anxious. When she didn't know how to speak for a while, Xiao Xin beside her pulled her sleeve and whispered, "Master, meat..."
"meat?"
Mingyue looked up and saw that Xianger's girl was holding a plate of lamb slices at this time, eating with relish like noodles, while watching Mingyue under the boat curiously.
It's just that she looks like a foodie, and she drools at the other foodie.
Don't care about Mingyue, just embarrass you! Shaking the folding fan, he made a casual look and said: "Brother Wu, you don't know what to cook on this boat. Why is it so delicious? Wouldn't Brother Wu be willing to do the best of the landlord? Please let me wait to taste it? "
"Try it?" Wu Zheng glanced at Cheng Xiaojin and said, "This boat is not mine but his. You have to ask him if you want to do the best of the landlord's friendship."
It was only then that Mingyue seemed to see Cheng Xiaojin on the side of the ship, and saw her closing her fan and said in surprise: "Cheng Xiaojin!"
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Cheng Xiaojin had to adjust his clothes and smiled bitterly: "I have seen Young Master Mingyue."
As soon as I heard that this painting boat belonged to Cheng Xiaojin, Mingyue became so courageous and said with a smile: "Cheng Xiaojin, what do you make delicious on it? You don't want to invite me to try it?"
Cheng Xiaojin felt nervous and a little gaffe when facing Princess Mingyue. He quickly coughed and cleared his throat and smiled: "How can it be! Brother Wu can see it. That's to give me face for Cheng Xiaojin. I'm so horrible. Put down the ladder, Brother Wu, please wait a moment."
"It's great to have meat."
Xiao Xin clapped his hands happily, and finally got a fan of Wu Mingyue's head: "Look at the one who slandered you, as if he had never eaten meat."
Xiao Xin clutched his head and said unconvinced: "But the meat cooked by others is really fragrant! Son, do you smell it for yourself?"
Mingyue had nothing to do with this little girl. Cheng Xiaojin personally put down the ladder on the painted boat next to him, and got off the boat very doglegally, standing in front of the ladder and supporting the ladder for the two of them, and said, "Brother Wu, please! "
Wu Mingyue smiled slightly and glanced at Diao Sikun next to him and said, "Master Diao want to go with him?"
"What is he going to do?" Cheng Xiaojin said: "I mean he owed Wu Zheng a million taels of silver, and to such a big creditor, no matter how good the hot pot tastes, he would be as good as chewing wax! Right! Brother Diao?"
Diao Sikun's fists hidden in his sleeves burst with blue veins, but the smile on his face is still like spring breeze.
Chao Cheng Xiaojin arched his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Cheng for your kindness, Diao will not ask for mercy."
When Mingyue was sent away, watching her disappear on the painting boat, Diao Sikun’s face was instantly pulled down, and he turned around and threw his beloved folding fan on the ground, but did not say a word, but was scared in the pergola. The two maids shivered.
He pulled the chair aside rudely and sat down, as if he was in a panic. He pulled some clothes around, picked up the wine glass on the table and wanted to drink, but said that there was no wine in the glass, and then I put the wine glass out of breath. He knocked heavily on the table and said angrily: "Where are all the people dead, why don't you give me wine soon?"
On a cold night, Diao Sikun felt a little better in his heart when a glass of ice-cold grape stuffed his stomach.
But I heard the sound of boarding under the pergola, the bamboo pergola creaked, and the head of a scholar with a large towel on his head was exposed from the stairs.
"Brother Diao is so angry! Scared Pang Mou dare not come up."
"Pang Chong?"
Isn't it Pang Chong? Wearing furs and shaking a folding fan in the cold weather, I don't know if he is cold! Still hot.
"Why don't you welcome Brother Diao?" Pang Chong smiled. Although he was asking, he had already come up with his fan.
"Whenever you come to God Capital, why don't you tell my brothers, brothers can also set up a banquet for Brother Pang to wash the dust!" (End of this chapter)