Siheyuan: Damao carried me back from under the bridge

Half past ten in the morning.

Xu Damao followed Lou Xiao'e to a very shabby villa.

Not to mention Xu Damao, even Lou Xiao'e couldn't believe it when she saw this villa.

So big, so beautiful.

Lou Xiao'e knocked on the door of the villa.

The person who opened the door was a Filipino.

Filipino maid.

"Hello! Who are you looking for?" the Filipino maid asked.

"I am Lou Xiao'e, and this house is mine now." After Lou Xiao'e said that, she looked for her ID in her bag.

Before Lou Xiaoe even took out her ID, the Filipino maid shouted excitedly: "It's Miss Lou, come in quickly. I've seen your photo, but I didn't recognize it because it was so sudden. I'm really sorry."

The Filipino maid kept bowing and apologizing to Lou Xiao'e.

Lou Xiao'e waved her hand and said it didn't matter.

At this time, Lou Xiao'e was completely different from what she was in the capital, noble and generous.

Lou Xiaoe was so obsessed with Xu Damao.

Entering the villa, Xu Damao's eyes widened.

There is a garden, a rockery, and a pond for raising fish.

The house is also two stories larger.

The decoration inside the house is a bit old, very old Chinese style.

The house is kept very clean, probably by this Filipino maid.

After welcoming the two into the house, the Filipino maid went to buy groceries.

At this time, Lou Xiao'e still had no intention of telling Xu Damao the truth.

When I went out, my father repeatedly warned me not to reveal my wealth.

There are many underworlds in Hong Kong today, and it is not as peaceful as imagined.

Lou Xiao'e's father said that he wanted Xu Damao to work hard in Xiangjiang for a year or two, and then slowly tell Xu Damao the truth.

When the poor get rich, it is easy for them to lose themselves and let themselves go like the nouveau riche. When the time comes, it may be either a blessing or a curse.

Lou Xiao'e's father used to have a nickname called Lou Bancheng.

His knowledge is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"Mozhi, your friend is really interesting. You can borrow such a big house at any time. And the foreign woman just now, is she a relative of her family? Why do you feel so groveling? Do you owe your friend's family a lot of money?" Xu Damaoyi Face asked curiously.

"That's a Filipino servant. A servant is the servant of an official in the play." Lou Xiao'e explained.

"Servant? What the hell? Your friend actually has a servant at home, and she is still staying in the capital. Oh... her grandma is dying. She is going home to see her grandma, and she asked us to help. Are you looking after the house for her family?" Xu Damao probably understood.

My friend Lou Xiao'e went back from Xiangjiang to visit her grandma. It might take a long time before she could return to Xiangjiang.

And for such a long time, the house was empty.

Mozi's friend was afraid that the servants would cause trouble in her house, so she asked him and Lou Xiao'e to come over and help her look after the house.

Xu Damao felt that he had found the truth.

Lou Xiao'e was thinking about what excuse to use to coax Xu Damao, but the guy actually found the excuse himself.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm here to show her the house. Look at how many valuable things there are in this house. What if someone steals them if I'm not here for a long time?" Lou Xiao'e nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Since he was helping others, Xu Damao felt much more at ease.

Otherwise, Xu Damao would still be a little uncomfortable if they were suddenly given a big house to live in.

"Mozhi, did your friend tell us which room he would like us to stay in?" As soon as he settled down, Xu Damao began to think about things in his mind.

Ever since I left the capital, I have been busy coming to Xiangjiang.

It's been several days since he played tricks on his wife.

so...

"This room, Lou Xiao'e pointed to the master bedroom on the second floor."

"Come on, let's go and see..."

"Let's go!"

Lou Xiao'e entered the room with the intention of visiting, but after entering, she never came out again.

Beijing.

Ethnic Hotel.

morning.

As soon as He Yuzhu arrived at the hotel, Yu Yaodong pulled He Yuzhu into the grocery room, where He Yuzhu usually rested.

"Master, this is the recipe for my Duan family cuisine. There are many dishes on it that only describe how to make them, but not the details. Can you take a look at them for me?" Yu Yaodong said and handed the recipe to He Yuzhu.

Generally, recipes passed down from family are not written in detail for fear of being stolen.

Usually these key places are passed down orally from generation to generation.

He Yuzhu took the recipe and just read it briefly to know how to operate the things that were not written on it.

What is not recorded above may still be a secret method in the [-]s.

But after the [-]s, these things were no longer worth mentioning.

"If you don't trust me, just leave the recipe here, and I'll fill in the missing parts for you later."

"Master, look at what you said, this is a incomplete recipe. Without you to fill in the missing parts, it will be a pile of waste paper."

"Actually, these unrecorded things are very simple. I will go back and make up for you in the evening."

"Thank you, Master!"

After He Yuzhu took the Duanjia cuisine recipe, he casually placed it on his chair.

"Master, I also have a book of medicinal recipes, which my grandfather brought out from the palace." Yu Yaodong took out another book that looked shabby.

Palace medicinal food?

He Yuzhu was very interested in this book.

He has always wanted to make a medicinal diet recipe to study.

I just want to see if the medicinal diet made from the herbs produced in the space is delicious and effective.

After taking the medicinal diet recipe, I opened the first page and it read: Aphrodisiac and Essence Soup.

I Cao... good stuff.

"Ahem...can you lend me this book to study?"

After taking a look at the aphrodisiac soup, his eyes almost popped out of his head. This master of his is not a serious person!

I heard that the master just got married not long ago, and his wife is an eighteen-year-old girl.

It's no wonder that Master, who is younger than him, needs this aphrodisiac soup.

"Master, this medicated diet contains a medicated soup that strengthens the body. I was wondering if it would have any special effects if I used Master's seasonings to prepare it." Yu Yaodong reached out and turned over a few chapters of the medicated diet recipe.

Bazhen Soup.

Bazhen Soup is a paste soup made from eight traditional Chinese medicines and various grains. Long-term consumption can strengthen the body.

"Master, in addition to this Bazhen soup, there is also tiger bone soup, which is also a soup for strengthening the body." Yu Yaodong turned over a few chapters again.

"Master still has this..."

Yu Yaodong introduced several medicated diets to strengthen the body.

He Yuzhu saw Yu Yaodong and hesitated several times. He wanted to say something but dared not.

Every time he wanted to speak, he was probably afraid that He Yuzhu would disagree or be unhappy, so he would cover it up by introducing new medicinal foods.

"Yao Dong, you introduced so much because you want me to give you some special ingredients to cook your medicinal diet, right?" He Yuzhu pointed out directly.

After being exposed by He Yuzhu, Yu Yaodong lowered his head and dared not speak. He didn't know if He Yuzhu would agree.

"As a master and disciple, if you have anything to say, just say it directly without being secretive. I've heard some things about your family. Is it to help your sister who has been in poor health?"