Pick up a daughter-in-law to farm

Chapter 611 Fighting Qi and Fun

All his life, the ghost-handed miracle doctor who was worshiped by everyone in the world, nicknamed Yan Wangchou, couldn't buy a pot of good wine with money. Zhuge Lianyun felt that his senior brother was here deliberately to anger him during the Chinese New Year.

Huo Shangling knew that his junior brother didn't believe it, but that stinky girl was even more difficult to deal with.

He squinted: "Hmph, what a joke? Do you really think that silver is omnipotent? Today I will let you know whether this silver is omnipotent!"

"Silver is not everything, but without money, it is absolutely impossible! Smelly old man, if you want to drink my wine, you can exchange what I want. If I am not satisfied, you can't do it. At that time, you just said that you would not drink my wine." The wine. But does this uncle want to drink it? I can consider it in exchange for silver!"

When he saw Sang Yue bring a few plates of things on a tray, Huo Shangling immediately blew his beard and stared at her words: "Stinky girl, why can he exchange it with silver, but I can't?"

Sang Yue blinked innocently: "Because this uncle didn't offend me!"

"Hahaha..." Zhuge Lianyun knew that since he was caught by this senior brother, he had never smiled like this again: "Little girl, I like you! Hahaha...I like you so much, old man!
This old man is not an ordinary person at first glance, and he can make the old man blow his beard and stare with anger, Sang Yue thinks he is too suitable for her taste!
Immediately, she smiled sweetly at Zhuge Lianyun: "Uncle, I like you too. The kindness on your face makes Sangyue feel like an elder! In order to show my respect to you, I won't charge you for today's wine!"

"Hahaha..." If it wasn't for being unable to laugh out loud, Zhuge Lianyun would have burst out laughing with all his internal strength!
Huo Shangling knew that he had never won a fight with this smelly girl, if he hadn't enjoyed the process, he would have scared Sang Yue away with his previous image in front of his subordinates.

"Smelly girl, what are you bringing here?"

Sang Yue smiled and bowed to Baili Mou first, and then put down the tray in her hand: "Uncle, just now, my husband said that you may be cold all the way here. These are some bowls of hot and sour noodles, because I don't know the prince and Uncle Zhuge Can you eat spicy food, so this spicy powder is in this bottle, you put it yourself."

Hearing this, Huo Shangling's eyes lit up: After he left, this girl made delicious food again?
At this time, the three of them had finished washing the dishes, and the hot and sour powder was placed on the wooden table-style brazier stand on the brazier. Sang Yue put the things away, said a few more seasonings, and then left.

Zhuge Lianyun has never eaten hot and sour noodles, and he doesn't know what hot and sour noodles are, but he is very interested in spicy.

Because there was still more than an hour before the reunion dinner, the three bowls were not big, and what Sang Yue used was not the usual sea bowl.

At first Zhuge Lianyun didn't care about the size of the bowl, anyway, he thought it was just a matter of drinking a bowl of hot soup to warm his body first, so he picked up the bottle and poured down half a bottle of spicy powder.

Hot and sour powder is not only hot and sour, but also numb!
Zhuge Lian went down a lot, and immediately went down and said "Ah": "This old man is so hot! It's too late..."

Because of his health, the Seventh Prince didn't like spicy food, but he didn't dare to eat more, so he just poured a little bit into the bowl.

At this moment, seeing Zhuge Lianyun jumping up so hot, he suddenly became curious: "Senior, is this Zhuyu powder so spicy?"

Zhuge Lianyun shook his head while pouting: "No, no, Seventh Prince, the thing in this bottle is definitely not Zhuyu powder, you will know after a taste."

It’s not Zhuyu powder but it’s very spicy, so what is it?
The Seventh Prince lowered his head and took a sip, and the tip of his tongue quickly burst into a numbing, spicy and very sweet taste, and he was stunned...

"My lord, isn't it delicious?"

The Seventh Prince shook his head: "Fourth Uncle, is this the handicraft of that little lady just now?"

Could there be something wrong with the taste, or something wrong with the soup, Huo Shangling was so frightened to drink the soup as the Seventh Prince, and was stunned for a moment!
When Zhuang Daniu came in, one was eating hard, sweating profusely but breathing heavily, while the other two were in a daze.

"My lord, is this vermicelli unpalatable? I'm sorry, the people in the country only have this kind of rough food, so I've neglected you. The shops at the foot of the mountain are closed today. When the shops in the town open in two days, the grass people will definitely go buy some thick and thin ones." Food comes in."

Huo Shangling came back to his senses: "Daniu, my lord wants to ask you, who made this hot and sour noodles?"

Although Zhuang Daniu didn't know why he asked such a question, because he knew that the prince was not so easy to serve, he quickly replied: "This soup is old chicken soup. The third aunt stewed it in the morning. It will make the soup sour. The chili powder should be made by Yue'er. Master, is there something wrong?"

"reward!"

After two "bang bang" sounds, two ingots of silver fell on the table from nowhere...

Zhuang Daniu came out with two ingots of silver, and couldn't help wiping off his sweat. Seeing his appearance, Sang Yue couldn't help asking: "What happened, are you so scared?"

After handing over the money in his hand, Zhuang Daniu briefly explained what happened just now: "This should be rewarded to you and the third aunt."

Twelve taels and one ingot of silver, two ingots in one hand, it really is the son of a local tyrant.

But Sang Yue thought about the identity of the person Zhuang Daniu said just now, and couldn't help complaining in her heart: This is a great god!You have to wait carefully, if something goes wrong, this head will not hang around your neck!
"Just now I told my third aunt that the children should not tell about the fact that there are guests at home, and I also warned them not to tell anyone, let alone inquire."

"Well, I'll say it again later, so that they don't take it too seriously. Here, you give one to Aunt San."

Sang Yue looked at the silver in her hand and thought for a while, whispered her thoughts behind Zhuang Da Niu's ear, and immediately saw him nodding repeatedly.

The prince is not in good health. After Zhuge Lianyun gave him acupuncture after eating a bowl of hot and sour noodles, he fell asleep.

Because of the guards guarding them, there were more Huo Shangling and Zhuge Lianyun at the reunion dinner that day.

The reunion dinner was originally divided into men's table and women's table, but Chen Erlang let Hua Qing sit at the men's table, and Sang Yue naturally accompanied him.

Zhuge Lianyun had already tasted the taste of hot and sour noodles, so he was no longer curious about the dishes on the table. At this time, his eyes were all on the two white wine jars on the table...

Because it was cold, the door of the hall was closed. Although it was not yet dark, two pots of open fire were lit in the middle of the hall, and several torches were lit on the walls for both heating and lighting.

The light of the fire made people see very well, and Zhuge Lianyun's appearance made Sang Yue very happy: "Uncle, today's wine does not charge money, you can just drink it. But this wine is different, the one in the small jar is soaked in medicine. You should know not to drink too much. The wine in this big jar is the first wine buried last time, so you can drink more of this."

(End of this chapter)