Farm group pet: Koi lucky girl busy farming

Chapter 239 You are out of the circle!
Lin Shiwu glanced at a few people, and simply didn't ask any questions.

She wanted to get the small clay pot that Luo Tang had brought out, but when she stretched out her hand, she found that his hand was empty, nothing at all.

"Where's the clay pot you took out?" She asked suspiciously.

Luo Tang turned around, pointed at a person who was still panting, "He's there."

His tone was slightly unpleasant, as if he was very reluctant to talk about these people.

"What's going on?" Lin Shiwu frowned lightly and looked at him.

Luo Tang muttered a few unpleasant words: "...what else could it be? When you meet someone who is unreasonable and stubborn, it's simply unreasonable. I've already said it. Those who try food go to the gate of the yamen to sign up. , sign and draw a deposit, but they insisted on staring at me, wherever I went, they followed me, blocking the entrance of the alley, so scared that no one else dared to come."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and he gave those people a hard look before he felt relieved.

"I thought, Ah Shi, you must need a lot of people to try the food, so I walked outside." Luo Tang explained with a little guilt.

Lin Shiwu slightly raised his eyebrows and asked, "And then?"

"It's nothing..." Luo Tang's voice became weaker: "That's right, I took them around Yamenwai Street several times, and I didn't attract anyone."

He didn't even bother to respond to someone who called him to ask questions on the road.

After the charcoal fire was finished, the smell of the pig's trotter soup in the small clay pot gradually faded away.

Naturally, no one noticed.

"How did that little clay pot get into other people's hands?" Lin Shiwu's face became more serious.

Luo Tang was startled by her sudden fierce tone, and took two steps back imperceptibly: "That's right, on the way they want to see what's in the pot, and if I don't give it to them, I'll grab it."

In the end, neither of the two parties would give in to the other, so Luo Tang let go in a fit of anger.

"The soup was spilled a little bit, but the pig's trotters are still intact, I promise!" Luo Tang raised his hand to make an oath: "It really didn't spill out!"

He emphasized it again, as if worried that Lin Shiwu would not believe it.

"Is this a question of whether to let it out?" Lin Shiwu glared at him.

Luo Tang felt guilty for a moment.

Didn't even dare to ask what the problem was.

Just admit your mistake obediently: "I was wrong."

Lin Shiwu looked at him, angry and helpless: "Next time, don't give the things I gave you to others! Especially the food!"

"Why?" Luo Tang didn't realize it for a while, and asked subconsciously.

"Did you forget why you have to sign a certificate of life and death?" Lin Shiwu stretched out his hand and poked him on the head: "I can guarantee that these pig's hooves are not poisonous, but you can guarantee that the pig's trotters that have passed through someone else's hands are still not poisonous." Is it?"

The person behind the scenes has not been caught yet!

Luo Tang reacted belatedly, and couldn't help feeling guilty: "I'm sorry..."

The joy of admitting my mistake just now was entirely because I was speculating about Ah Shi's temper and knew that she didn't like people who were full of excuses.

Now I really feel guilty...

He was so guilty that he didn't even dare to look up.

"I don't want this." Lin Shiwu sighed: "It's okay, don't blame yourself."

After all, she didn't say anything too serious.

However, there is only one small clay pot.

After thinking about it, she couldn't help asking: "Is there any place that sells casserole around here?"

She does have clay pots at home, but they are in Peach Blossom Village.

It's too inconvenient to go back and forth.

Luo Tang shook his head: "I don't know either..."

On weekdays, he only cares more about the affairs of the Department of Agriculture and Ami takes care of his daily affairs, and he seldom pays attention to these.

Lin Shiwu couldn't help looking at Shoujiu.

Shou Jiu, who was thinking about how to secretly get rid of the pig's trotters, was suddenly stared at by her, and immediately felt like being caught.

"Miss, I didn't intend to throw it away!" He said subconsciously while holding the pig's trotter.

Lin Shiwu snorted: "Do you know what it means to have 300 taels of silver here?"

Shoujiu: ...

He gave a guilty hum, didn't dare to explain any more, just picked up the pig's trotter, put it in his mouth, and gnawed it whole.

The dragon and tiger next to him watched him take a few mouthfuls, and he didn't even chew it very carefully, so his heart ached.

"It's too wasteful, too prodigal, too spoiling the delicacy of the world..." Every time Longhu looked at Shoujiu, he would beat his chest and groan, his expression full of distress.

"You are like this, what is the difference from Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit!" Longhu circled around in distress: "You are a waste of everything! You are a waste of everything!"

Shou Jiu didn't care what he said, he just wanted to finish eating quickly!
However, Lin Shiwu felt that it was rare, so he dragged Luo Tang over and asked, "This place also has Wu Cheng'en, and also Journey to the West?"

"There is no such thing as Journey to the West." Luo Tang shook his head: "However, there used to be a scholar in the capital who failed the ranking and wrote many popular books. One of the stories was "Zhu Bajie Steals Ginseng Fruit"..."

So people here do know about Zhu Bajie, but they don't know about "Journey to the West"

"How do you say that?" Lin Shiwu blinked and blinked: "Is that scholar also a fellow?" She lowered her voice and asked.

Luo Tang shook his head: "I haven't seen that scholar either, so I don't know what's going on with him.

I only heard that that person had already written all the scriptures more than ten years ago, but he never put them up for sale.

Later, every year I failed the exams every year, and the money went in and out, and the down-and-outs couldn't do it, so I took out the book and sold it. "

Luo Tang also said in a low voice: "However, those stories make it difficult for people to see whether he is a fellow villager or a stalker..."

"How to say?" Lin Shiwu couldn't help being curious when he heard the words.

Luo Tang said: "Because the Zhu Bajie he wrote is a woman, and she still lives in Daxinganling..."

As he was talking, he couldn't help being speechless, paused for a moment, and then continued: "Zhu Bajie has a brother named Xiong Er...Xiong Er has married seven wives and is a gourd baby.

Their family went to Qingqing Grassland with Zhu Bajie to travel, and they met a ginseng fruit tree. Zhu Bajie couldn't help but secretly picked one, and was discovered by the black cat sheriff on the grassland. They had to swallow it whole while fleeing in a hurry, without tasting it. What kind of taste came, and then I kept obsessing about ginseng fruit, so that I died of depression. "

Lin Shiwu: ...

Good guy, domestic cartoons are messed up?

The loss is in ancient times, otherwise this scholar would not be accused of infringement?
That's not right, if this time and space is related to later generations, wouldn't it be that the scholar came through and wrote cartoons and made a big mess first?
Fortunately, this time and space has nothing to do with the world of the previous life.

Otherwise, how many excellent cartoons would be lost in later generations!

She twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly: "This person has quite...a personality."

I just don’t know if the original authors would jump up and hit people if they knew about it.

(End of this chapter)