Chapter 62 Madam
Su Hansheng stared at Su Ruohan with piercing eyes, but Su Ruohan raised her head and smiled at him.

"Uncle Neighbor, long time no see. This is my sister Su Ruoyu. We are all neighbors. Please take care of me in the future!"

After finishing speaking, the corner of his mouth looked at Su Hansheng more and more sarcastically, and led Su Ruoyu into the yard, leaving Su Hansheng who was still carrying a sack at the door, thinking about it.

"Ruoyu, my daughter...is called Ruoyu"

It was night, when Su Ruoyu fell asleep, Su Ruohan and Gong Mingye went to the back mountain. At this time, there were already many people gathered in the back mountain.

"boy"

Gong Mingye nodded lightly, and took Su Ruohan's hand: "Ma'am"

Everyone was taken aback, and immediately spoke.

"Hi ma'am"

"Take out the fish! Marinate it first, then arrange two people to make a fire."

Su Ruohan handed the seasoning in his hands to the leader, looked at those familiar eyes, couldn't help sighing, and then questioned everyone in the forest.

"I didn't expect that the people under you are very good."

"They are all my confidantes. Not only are they highly skilled in martial arts, but they are even more rare because of their sincerity!"

A fire was quickly lit in the forest, Su Ruohan taught everyone to marinate, and then grilled, Gong Mingye couldn't help frowning when he saw the fish.

"Woman, do you really want to open a restaurant? Just like this?"

Holding the fish in her hand, Su Ruohan looked at Gong Mingye with a puzzled expression.

"You think it's not feasible?"

"This is so troublesome. Do you think the guests in the restaurant can accept a stick with a fish on the table?"

After staring at the fish in his hand for a long time, Su Ruohan also frowned. I have to say, Gong Mingye was right, this way of grilling in the wild is really not suitable for restaurants.

With a flash in his eyes, the grilled fish he had eaten at the night market appeared in his mind, he stood up and turned around, and finally looked at Gong Mingye again.

"Do you have the Four Treasures of the Study?"

"What are you going to do?" Although Gong Mingye asked, he already winked and let his hand go down to take it.

Su Ruohan didn't answer, and waited until Gong Mingye's men brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and spread the paper on a fairly flat stone by the light of the fire.

"Huh~" Su Ruohan let out a long breath, held the brush, and was slightly stunned.

"You want to write? But you can't write? Why don't you tell me to write for you?"

Su Ruohan continued to give Gong Mingye a blank look, dropped the brush in her hand, and began to draw on the paper.

Seeing the gradually formed picture, the corners of his mouth finally opened, and he picked up another piece of paper.

After finishing the two drawings, Su Ruohan put down the pen in his hand and proudly lifted up the drawing paper.

"Not bad! It seems that I haven't lost my painting skills!"

Thanks to her 'grandpa' who is a fan of ancient styles, she learned brush calligraphy, ink painting, and even classical Chinese from him when she was not in the devil training!

At that time, it was just a hobby, and the old man also regarded it as a martial art for her to learn. Unexpectedly, it really came in handy now!

"Woman, what did you draw?" Gong Mingye picked up a picture and frowned, he really didn't understand what it was?

"Good thing! You'll feel better in two days. Let's go to the county seat. I'll find a blacksmith to punch this thing out. We'll use this to pack grilled fish in the future. I promise it will taste better than the current one!"

Saying that, she folded the painting very preciously, but it was so rare to see the pen and paper, Su Ruohan was a little reluctant to put it down.

He took out another piece of paper and wrote a few big characters on the paper. The people around were amazed by Su Ruohan's handwriting, but she wrote more and more melancholy.

(End of this chapter)

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