Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

After Duan Rongshu finished baking the cake, he heard them calling each other big brother when he came out.

???

Are you going to teach me how to comb the center?

He has black lines all over his head, how could the times have changed if he didn't catch him for a while?

The children were still on the ground, facing a bag in the corner of the courtyard, with three sticks of incense sticking out of nowhere...

"Bye!"

Duan Rongshu: ...

It was the first time he encountered such a situation, and he couldn't help but feel at a loss.

Rong Li, "Brother, we are bound by blood!"

Duan Rongshu hurriedly stopped him: Brother, drink some milk!

After finally preventing the establishment of a minor underage club, Duan Rongshu sat on the stool, a little dazed.

Question: If you bring the prince into a gangster, will he go to jail?

At this time, the cook brought up Shuangpi Nai, each with a bowl.

Mo Liu also shook his Parkinson's hand, held the spoon and took two mouthfuls tenaciously.

Rong Ming held the bowl and said in a bold voice, "Brother, finish this bowl of milk!"

Then he raised his big mouth and put a bowl on his face.

……

Fortunately, the "facial cleanser" is solid, so there is no waste.

Zhao Qian tapped the soft bouncy Shuangpi Nai with a spoon, glanced at Rong Ming, and Duan Rongshu grabbed his little hand, for fear that he would learn Rong Ming's operation.

Duan Rongshu took a spoonful and brought it to his mouth, "Ah, open your mouth."

Zhao Qian blushed slightly, hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth and bit it, the milky aroma was rich and the taste was silky.

"……good to eat."

Seeing his cute appearance, Duan Rongshu couldn't help touching his head.

The "big brother" who was bold and unrestrained just now ran over with a small clip, "Brother, I want to touch it too."

Duan Rongshu smiled and rubbed his head.

The cook brought out the small cake from the oven, and the sweet smell wafted far away.

All sniffed their little noses to smell.

The cake was soft, with walnuts and dried fruits embedded in it. Duan Rongshu looked at it and was very satisfied.

I told Zhao Huai the last time, but I was full the last few times I went there, so I didn't think about it.

When he used to work part-time, he worked in a cake shop for a while, but he didn't do it again when he changed his job. His skills are not overwhelming, and he can open a cake shop again.

Duan Rongshu tasted one, it was hot and delicious.

A few little ones ate happily too.

Especially Mo Liu, who ate a basket with shaking hands and tears.

"If you're tired, don't do it next time."

Mo Liu, "You can call a few of your colleagues to join me in a humble position."

Duan Rongshu: Good colleague...

Zhao Qian played all afternoon, and Yuan Gui came to pick him up before dinner.

Duan Rongshu packed a bag of small cakes for him to take with him.

Rong Ming held hands with him, reluctantly saying, "Brother, you must remember to come and play with me next time."

Yuangui:? ? ?

What is the seniority of the young master of the Rong family and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

Duan Rongshu covered his face, trying to avoid reality.

When Zhao Qian returned to the palace, he saw Zhao Huai sitting there waiting for him, and bowed forward, "I will see my father."

Zhao Huai ignored his gift and looked at the cake in his hand, "What is this?"

"This is the cake Mrs. Duan brought to my son."

Zhao Huai took it from Zhao Qian's hands naturally, "Children eat too much accumulated food."

Then he opened the oil-paper package and ate it.

In the end, my conscience was still alive, and I kept two.

Zhao Qian looked at the remaining two small cakes and sniffed: Father is only concerned about my health, um, I believe it.

On the second day, Zuixian Building.

Duan Rongshu sat in his private room, drinking tea and eating snacks leisurely.

The shopkeeper knocked on the door and came in, "Young master."

"Has the fat sheep entered the pen?"

"Once you enter the circle, you will be slaughtered."

Duan Rongshu didn't restrict the audience. Tea was prepared in the lobby on the first floor for people to watch.

The sheep that can be squeezed will lead the number plate into the box, and each room will have the same gift, a small glass pendant, a small piece of soap, a sample of perfume..., the main advertisement.

Yi Da and Fei Qian also went outside the building, and there were long banners hanging upstairs.

"... sow feed, more babies and more milk..."

Yi Da supported his chin to prevent his head from being dislocated, "Master Duan is still doing this business?"

"Otherwise, people will do business."

"Here, there is also an andrology clinic, buy one get one free?"

At this time Zhao Huai also arrived, closed his eyes that were dazzled by the length, and went in with a complicated mood.

At the beginning, it was said that we wanted to control the economy of the whole country, wouldn't that be how we controlled it?

360 lines, don't miss one.

The door was knocked twice again. Duan Rongshu thought it was the shopkeeper who came to report the situation, so he sat up and asked someone to come in.

"Come in, what happened to the fat sheep?"

The door was pushed open, only to see Zhao Huai standing tall and straight in front of the door, "Fat sheep?"

Duan Rongshu didn't realize it for a while, why did Zhao Huai come here?

Zhao Huai lifted his robe and sat beside him, "Duan Qing doesn't welcome me?"

"Huan... Welcome, I see Your Majesty."

Duan Rongshu stood up and saluted, but was supported by Zhao Huai, "Duan Qing doesn't need to be too polite."

"Duan Qing should tell me what a fat sheep is."

"A fat sheep is a fat sheep."

Zhao Huai sat there with a look on his face: I just watch you make it up.

Duan Rongshu shrank his neck, "It's King Kang..."

"He wants to pry the corner of His Majesty's wall."

Zhao Huai frowned, and stared at him with a half-smile, "Has Duan Qing been pried away?"

"I'm very strong, of course I can't pry it away."

Duan Rongshu raised his head, and suddenly felt that the two of them were a little close, and the chair was leaning against the chair, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Ever since he found out that Zhao Huai in his dream was real, he thought of Zhao Huai trying to gnaw on him from time to time.

It turned out that it was not his lust, but Zhao Huai's problem.

Could it be because Zhao Huai has been holding back for a long time and has become presumptuous in his dream?Duan Rongshu shook his head, this is not something that kittens should consider.

Duan Rongshu took a look, he wouldn't be suffocated, would he?

Zhao Huai pinched the back of his neck, "Where should we look?"

Duan Rongshu suddenly trembled, and raised his flushed face.

From those eyes, Zhao Huai seemed to see something shady.

Soon, the auction started, Duan Rongshu rubbed his face, and moved slightly away from Zhao Huai.

"What are you doing so far away?"

Duan Rongshu: ...

Is this letting him sit on his lap?

"Distance creates beauty."

Zhao Huai rubbed his fingertips, did not speak, and continued to listen to the quotations downstairs.

"Fortune gold gilt cornucopia, the starting price is 5000 taels."

"7000 taels..."

……

"18 taels on the 4000th."

……

"Duan Qing, how much can this one sell for?"

Duan Rongshu looked indifferent, "Anyway, I won't lose money, and a little gold leaf is the most valuable."

"38 taels on the 8000th"

……

Duan Rongshu lowered his voice and said, "Hey, it's a fat sheep!"

Zhao Huai also asked people to raise their cards.

"Ninety-five thousand taels."

Duan Rongshu tugged on his sleeve, "Why are you filming this!"

Picking to death, and now spending money to buy their own things.

"Are you rich?"

Zhao Huai looked fierce when he saw his chest kicked in his dream last time.

Raising the corners of his lips, he said, "Aren't you talking about slaughtering fat sheep?"

Duan Rongshu also felt that his voice was a bit loud at this time, so he whispered, "No, someone mentioned..."

Then a familiar voice faintly came from the next room, "Hey, listen to the next door, who is this rich, and was scolded by the shrewd wife..."