Peerless Junior Uncle

I won't give you much hope for the ending."

It's been a long time since Mu Lan said so much. He Tingge nodded half-understood. He thought, it's fine even if he doesn't lift for the rest of his life. Mu Lan seemed a little serious when he said that.

"I see. Apart from being incapable of personnel affairs, there is no problem with other things." For example, kissing him yourself, there will be no other reactions. He Tingge feels that he still needs to ask for advice with an open mind. After all, Mu Lan can be regarded as Fu Qingcheng's personal The doctor is gone.

Mu Lan was taken aback when she heard this. She couldn't do anything. Didn't even the feeling disappear? Has it reached this level? Mu Lan's hand holding the wooden barrel tightened slightly, breathing in the smell of medicine that the room was used to .Suddenly a little irritable.

"Mu Lan." Seeing that Mu Lan seemed to be distracted, He Tingge asked softly.

Mu Lan returned to her senses. Her expression was still cold. She said, "No."

He Tingge breathed a sigh of relief. He nodded to Mu Lan and said, "Thank you."

Mu Lan didn't make a sound. She turned around and went to fiddle with the herbs. But her hands were not so steady anymore. She weighed the wrong amount of herbs several times.

At lunch, He Tingge was finally lucky enough to taste Huo Qiangu's dishes. I have to say, this man who protects the calf, the food is really good. Look at him putting the colorful and fragrant snake parts into Mu Lan's bowl with a flattering face .The big eyes are full of words: "Praise me. Praise me quickly."

Mu Lan took a bite with a blank expression. It seemed like she was chewing wax. She didn't have the satisfied expression when she ate delicious food. Huo Qiangu held the bowl dejectedly and ate the rice.

"There are too few snakes in Reclining Buddha Ridge. Take those from the yard with you when you go back." Mu Lan's indifferent voice did not fluctuate, but she put a piece of tofu in Huo Qiangu's bowl.

Huo Qiangu ate the tofu with the rice in one bite. It seemed that he was still a little competitive. Mu Lan didn't praise him.

Fu Qingcheng just ate a plate of dishes made by He Tingge. He was not very hungry at the moment. After eating some, he sat in a chair and watched Mu Lan interact with his uncle. I'm sorry to say it. It's still such a big detour. It's not like he doesn't know that his uncle's brain circuit is simple.

As the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Huo Qiangu clutched his chest with a painful expression on his face. How did this tofu burn from his mouth to his stomach...

Mu Lan frowned. He brought a cup of herbal tea over. Huo Qiangu felt comfortable after taking a few sips. When he was done, he looked at Mu Lan sadly. "Why did you give me that thing for my teacher?"

Mu Lan was a little innocent. He silently took a bite of the snake and said, "It's good for the skin."

Huo Qiangu: "...." Does Mu Lan despise herself for being old?

Although he is a man in his thirties, but Huo Qiangu has a baby face and has always been a miracle doctor who pays attention to health preservation. So he looks like he is in his early twenties. Looking at the clean and slender fingers on his hands, Huo Qiangu My heart is full of slander. How old is I? It is obviously a piece of fresh meat...

Fu Qingcheng was hurt internally by the interaction between the two. His uncle was still squinting at Mu Lan with small eyes. Mu Lan was innocently biting the food in his mouth. Although the expressionless face looked Innocent is written there. But after getting along for so long, Mu Lan's tiny eyes still haven't escaped Fu Qingcheng's eyes.

He Tingge looked at Fu Qingcheng leaning on the back of the chair and smiled. Helplessly, he scooped up the chicken soup and brought it to him: "I'm full."

Fu Qingcheng took it and held it in his hand and took a sip: "My chicken soup is better."

He Tingge turned his head and ate the last mouthful of rice in the bowl. He sighed in his heart what kind of master this is. Are masters and apprentices so self-willed?

Leaving aside He Tingge and his party who haven't been in any trouble for the time being, Haitang is leaning against the city wall alone, blowing the northwest wind. The whole person is so bored that he is about to scratch the wall. However, Ta Bazhen doesn't come to make trouble these days. Wake up and eat. After eating, go to the tower to blow the air. After blowing, go back to sleep. The whole person feels that he is about to rot.

The guard standing guard on one side watched his vanguard general leaning against the city wall and rolled around. He kindly reminded: "General. General Li will be back this afternoon."

Hai Tang was a little confused: "Li Qi, come back when you come back."

The guard stopped talking. Haitang squinted his eyes and leaned against the city wall to continue blowing the wind.

After a while...

"Damn it. Why didn't you say it earlier." Accompanied by a sudden strange roar, the guard turned his head innocently, only to see a red shadow rushing towards the tent.

"What should I do? It's such a mess here. Li Qi's tormented hair has to be nagging again..." Turning his head, he hugged his head and wailed, resigned to his fate, sorting out the things in the room.

"This is..." Suddenly there was a sound from behind. Haitang's body shook. Turning around, I saw Xu Ziyang coming in with a lunch box. His face was full of doubts and disgust.

Haitang breathed a sigh of relief: "Scared to death, I'm a nerd." He sniffed his nose and glanced at the lunch box in Xu Ziyang's hand. He was overjoyed: "Tianxiangju's dishes."

Xu Ziyang looked at him helplessly. He held the lunch box in his hand. There is really no room for things in this place...

Haitang embarrassedly turned his head away. Xu Ziyang knew that letting this person clean up would only make the mess worse, so he had to stuff the lunch box into Haitang's hand: "You go out. I'll come."

Haitang was delighted with the result. The lunch box was quite heavy. Looking at Xu Ziyang's helpless but serious expression, he wished he could go up and hug him and kiss him.

In fact. He did.

Xu Ziyang looked at Haitang in shock. He touched his face with one hand. It was a little hot.

"Bookworm. You're so kind." Haitang smiled and took the lunch box and went out to share with others. Xu Ziyang was left standing in the tent, touching his face thoughtfully.

After all, the steward and the boss have not done it in vain for so many years. So many books have been obtained. How can it be difficult for Ququ to get him, butler Xu, for a small military affairs.

When Haitang came in full of food and drink, the room was so neat and tidy. Even the terrain sand table that he accidentally kicked was restored as it was before.

"Stupid. How do you know it's like this?" Haitang asked curiously.

Xu Ziyang put the few books neatly. He said slowly: "It's all recorded in the books. I have seen it myself. It shouldn't be too much difference."

"What's wrong with this? It's much more accurate than before." Haitang sighed, "Why don't you come to us as a military adviser."

Xu Ziyang glanced at him unhappily. He has already shielded himself from such nonsense.

As expected, Li Qi arrived in the afternoon. As soon as Li Qi arrived, the Haitang was much more free. Immediately, he followed Xu Ziyang back to Linyue City with a shameless face. Li Qi saw that the military affairs of the past few days were handled in an orderly manner. He had been out for so long. If you can't get through, you don't stop him. Instead, Xu Ziyang said: "Mr. Xu, General Hai has worked hard for the past few days. You should treat him well. We will pay for it in the army."

Xu Ziyang's face was full of black lines when he heard it. Seeing the "working hard" person who was smiling and following him. Hearing Li Qi's words, he immediately looked like he had a kidney deficiency. He had an urge to help his forehead. If Li Qi knew Those military affairs are handled by myself. If this shameless guy does nothing but help, will he double his reward?

Of course, Xu Ziyang is not so short-sighted. He just nodded to Li Qi very gently and then took a certain big dog back to Linyue City. How can anyone meddle in matters like military affairs? He Tingge and Haitang are looking for trouble.

Sighed. Xu Ziyang felt that he probably owed Haitang a lot of money in his previous life. The kind of a lot of money...

Get rid of the boring military camp. Haitang is sitting on a chair by the window, holding a wine glass in one hand and tapping on the window frame with his finger in the other. He looks very leisurely.

"Have you had enough?" Xu Ziyang came in and asked.

Haitang turned his head and smiled: "The wine at Tianxiangju is still delicious. Enough is enough."

"Then pay the bill." Xu Ziyang said seriously.

Pay off the debt

Haitang's jaw dropped. With a bitter face: "I still have to pay the bill."

Xu Ziyang said as a matter of course: "Drinking and paying. It's a matter of course. Is there any problem?"

Haitang has become less cautious towards Xu Ziyang these days. Although Xu Ziyang still doesn't pay attention to him. But He Tingge is right. Opportunities still have to be grasped. As long as the speed is good...

"But I don't have any money..." Haitang patted his flat purse.

"Then pay off the debt with your body." Xu Ziyang thought for a while.

Haitang's eyes lit up: "Okay, okay. I promise you with my body."

Xu Ziyang rolled his eyes at him and said sternly: "It's time for dinner. There are more and more guests. The staff below are too busy. You go and help. Thirty Wen per hour." He lowered his brows and thought for a moment: "You If it’s done well, the wine bill just now can be calculated as an integer. That is, you only need to spend ten hours in Tianxiangju to pay it off.”

"Ah." Haitang had a bitter face, while mourning: "Ziyang, don't. I won't. What if I break the plate."

"It's easy." Xu Ziyang said seriously: "Compensation according to the price. I still only charge you the whole number."

"No way..."

Facts have proved that Xu Ziyang is really losing money by letting such a monster like Haitang do the work of the waiter. The bookkeeper at the front desk looked helplessly at Haitang's clumsiness. After a while, he had already made three plates. The next dish. Overturning five jugs... silently looking back at the shopkeeper standing at the stairs on the second floor with a smile on his lips...

Hey...forget it. Anyway, the shopkeeper doesn't feel bad. Why do I feel bad? I shook my head and greeted the customer who came in again with a smile. I was jealous. There are so many customers today..