Life simulator, start with a maid

Chapter 256 Firecracker Theory

"Go, go, what does the little girl know?"

The man from the Yao family was a little embarrassed, scratched his trouser belt and smiled apologetically, "Lady, this big man must have some money to do business, right..."

"You still have a business? Is it a business to give money to Sister Yao!" Lady Yao didn't talk nonsense with him, and took the ignorant money from the other party's belt.While angry, he was also more vigilant.

……

With Miss Yao's help.

Linlang went north and walked a while.

Before leaving, she still used the tricks of deception that gradually became more and more perfect, and asked the husband and wife not to mention themselves and Qiubai.

Although she is physically strong, Qiu Bai's weight is nothing to her.But after all, the speed of two legs is not as fast as that of four wheels, and it will be a year of the monkey to expect to walk back to Beijing.

So I still plan to arrange transportation first.

"So, are you going to tell a story?"

Qiubai has already woken up.

His long hair was not tied into a bun like usual, but was tied loosely behind his back.

At the moment, he is half leaning on the firewood, skillfully changing the oversized outer dress for her.There is a different kind of ... virtuous feeling between the drooping eyebrows and eyes.

"We are far away from Ji'an County now, and we have also gotten rid of those killers. But just in case, I still don't make money as a cook."

After all, her culinary skills are like a personality label, which can be seen everywhere.

Lin Lang leaned over to look at the needle and thread in his hands. The boy's hands were sparse and slender, with well-defined joints, reminiscent of the precious porcelain on the shelf.

This kind of hand is very good-looking and suitable no matter whether it is holding a pen or playing the piano, but now it is unnatural to pick up the embroidery needles from my daughter's house.

"My lord is wronged."

Back then, she and He Miao only learned embroidery, and they didn't know how to cut and change the size. "But your lord is really good, you can even do this."

It's really virtuous, but Lin Lang didn't dare to say this sentence.

"Wronged?"

Qiu Bai gave her a puzzled look, but he really didn't understand, so he took a moment to realize what she meant.

"Women can fight enemies like Concubine Liang, and men can naturally sew their own clothes. Is it possible that they can hold a sword but can't hold a needle and thread?"

Lin Lang is adaptable and goes with the flow.Otherwise, with her modern living environment, she would not be able to survive at all.

She is like a firecracker, always trying to stay away from the flames, but if she is really set on fire, she will recklessly blow up the other party with bruises all over her body.

So even here, she is always used to act according to the rules and vision here.But Qiubai is a special existence.

Although he completely belongs to this era, he can always find resonance with her.

Storytelling, including unmarried women, is actually against the rules, but what he proposed was: "Aren't storytellers also because there are many listeners, so you are not afraid of being exposed?"

"Storytelling can also sit behind the scenes." Lin Lang hasn't watched any film and television dramas, but she has always been quick-witted, "And they only grasp that I can cook, how can I imagine that I can be a storyteller?"

The most important thing is that the poison on Qiu Bai's body can't be delayed any longer. The antidote requires a hundred-year-old blood ganoderma. The small place here doesn't sell it and can't afford it. I don't know if I can get it in the palace after I go back...

Therefore, it is said that the money comes in faster, and when the money is finished, she just picks up the bucket and runs away!
"Then what do you want to talk about? How can I help?" Qiu Bai couldn't figure out how to make a lot of money by storytelling, but he didn't say it out, afraid of hurting the other party.

Lin Lang's eyes lit up, she used her finger as a pen, and dipped in water to write three big characters on the table.

(End of this chapter)