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"...Then I'll go find Uncle Liu at the blacksmith shop." Xingyun Liushui held the plate full of dough, and carefully covered them with a layer of cotton gauze soaked in water.

"I can always borrow the stove." Xingyun Liushui glanced at the village head, feeling a little displeased.

Seeing that they were about to run away, the village chief howled: "I can't go!!!"

Kasyapa sneered and cast a sideways glance: "Huh?"

"Uh...Little friend, I know that the family has an oven. Don't worry, the stove in the blacksmith's shop is all made of iron, how can you bake food? Come and come in no hurry." The village chief smiled obsequiously. , let Xing Yunliu Shui helpless, it was you who was so hungry and stole the stuffing just now!You're the one in no hurry to scone... really...

"I think it's a beautiful woman's family." Kasyapa teased, seeing the village elder's face suddenly turn red.

"...Village chief, you are really..." The flow of clouds and flowing water to support the forehead is simply Sima Zhao's heart, which everyone knows!

"The stove at Yuniang's house is very good! Remember to borrow her stove and give her some cakes!" The village chief shouted with a blushing old face——

This technique of borrowing flowers to present Buddha...too bad...

Jiaye and Xingyun Liushui exchanged glances, and said slowly: "Why do we have to go to Yuniang's house?"

The village chief clenched his fists: "Yu Niang can make clothes! You won't be treated badly if you go!"

Xingyun Liushui held the plate in all kinds of helplessness: "The village chief... Yuniang's needles are all broken, and the only iron pestle was swallowed by a duck... She can't make clothes..."

village head:"……"

"Long Yun Liu Shui, you have a task with Yu Niang anyway, you go, build a good relationship with her, and she will give you a good reward when the time comes."

Kasyapa coughed: "That's all, anyway, to please Yu Niang, the name of the village chief doesn't have to be mentioned in front of Yuniang, anyway, it doesn't have much to do with the village chief, let's say we borrowed a stove to do it on purpose. How about sharing six yuan to honor Yuniang?"

"Why doesn't it matter!" The village chief was anxious, "It does matter! Isn't this my flour, my sugar, and my lard! It has nothing to do with me!"

"You didn't do that either." Kasyapa said calmly.

"You...you..." The village chief stomped his feet anxiously. He couldn't go to Yu Niang's place. This was the rule of the Great God of the System, and he was counting on these two boys to curry favor with Yu Niang!Really!

"The benefits." A pure white hand stretched out in front of the village head, and the village head looked up, and it turned out to be smooth: "What, what are the benefits?"

"It's one thing to help you cook, it's another thing to help you chase your wife, and it's another thing to speak nicely for you at your wife's house." Jian: "Village chief, do you agree?"

The village head stared blankly at the flowing water, sniffed, and felt aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law: "Okay... I will give you a daily task that is sure to make money."

Kasyapa said, "Don't run some errands, you'll kill people."

The village chief rolled his eyes at Kasyapa: "Stinky boy, we are all the same now, with the same life and love for each other." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the flowing water, and softly snorted: "I'm afraid it's not as good as me, why are you happy when you're poor."

"What's the name of this task: [Do a good deed every day], as long as you help an NPC every day and help them do one thing, the system master will give you the same reward, which can be experience, props, pets, or It may be gold coins, it may be prestige, anything is possible."

The village chief paused: "Why, are you satisfied? Even if you don't do it, you won't be punished. It's okay if you fail."

"Ding, you and the player [Jiaye] have received the task [Do a good deed every day]."

"Ding, you and the player [Xing Yun Liu Shui] have received the task [Do good deeds every day]."

The two received the mission at the same time, and after careful inspection, the two had to admit that it was a good mission.

"It's a good job." This task is worth a lot of money, and there are surprises, of course, it is a business that can make money without losing money.

"I just let you two take advantage of it." The village chief snorted softly, "Hurry up, it won't taste good when the skin is dry!"

Xingyun Liushui smiled and said: "Then I will go, I will say a few good things, but I don't know how many pots people have heard." After speaking, he took Kasyapa and went out.

"Little bastard..." The village head scolded with a smile, looking at the dense atmosphere in the kitchen, he finally felt that the house was alive, and all the speechlessness turned into a sigh——

"I hope so... Yu Niang."

...The author who finished eating crab meat ravioli passed by halfway through...

In the afternoon of late spring, the ground is full of residual flowers, flying catkins like snow.That spring day was so mellow that it shone beautifully all over the ground, like a beautiful brocade—at this time, it was the moment when all things were striving to flourish.

At this time, it is also the time of spring sleepiness.

In the house, light incense is burning, and the auspicious brain burns the golden beast.Facing the mirror, Yuniang wore only a few plain silver hairpins on her bun.

"Dong dong dong—" Someone was knocking on the door.

Yu Niang stopped holding the silver hairpin and was about to pull it out. Who is it during this rest?

She frowned, walked over, opened the door and took a look,

Can't help laughing——

"It's Mr. Xingyun." Outside the door were Xingyun Liushui and Kasyapa.

"Miss Yuniang, I'm sorry to bother you." Xingyun Liushui cupped his hands and said yes.

Yu Niang turned sideways to let them in, and said with a smile, "I don't know what to call this young master?"

Kasyapa calmly dragged the plate he snatched from Xingyun Liushui's hand, cherishing the words like gold: "Kasyapa."

Seeing Kasyapa's calm temper, Yu Niang simply turned her head and asked Xingyun Liushui: "But you got my iron pestle? That dead duck is really abominable."

Xingyun Liushui blushed: "That's... not."

Upon hearing this, Yu Niang wondered, "Then what are you here for?"

"Borrow the kitchen..." Xingyun Liushui was a little dull, and his voice was almost inaudible.

Fortunately, Yu Niang's hearing is not bad, and she couldn't help laughing when she heard it, her head shook slightly: "Borrow the kitchen?"

"To be precise, I borrowed an oven."

Yu Niang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "Then...then come with me."

Compared with the village head's dusty and messy kitchen, Yuniang's kitchen looks clean, tidy and compact.

"The oven is here." Yu Niang held a handle and lifted something like a sheet of iron, revealing a big black hole.

"This is the oven..." It's not the same as the modern one, it's a bit like a centuries-old oven for roasting ducks.

Even Kasyapa couldn't help but look at it a few more times - he had never seen such a prehistoric creature in the 25th century, and both of them thought it was so fresh that Yu Niang felt hairy all over.

"My iron stove is not made of black gold, so what do you guys think?" Yu Niang sent people lightly, "You guys, get ready, start the fire and fill the firewood, just look at what the stove is doing." ? It’s like you’ve never seen it before.”

The two were chatting, they had never seen each other before.

"Let me make a fire." It wasn't the initiative of Xingyun Liushui. Looking at Kassapa, an ultra-modern person, he definitely doesn't know how...to use this thing, so he should take the initiative to light it himself.

Kassapa frowned, why did he feel like a waste of nothing?

Well, he really can't burn the stove...

"What do I do?" Kassapa looked at the flowing clouds and flowing water with a dark face, busying happily, cleaning the flint and lighting the stove, happily brushing the egg wash, happily making scones, happily showing off cuteness, and happily boasting to Yuniang village head……

"You?" Xingyun Liushui stared at the fire in the oven without looking back: "Just wait and eat."

Didn't I just eat and wait to die?Kasyapa is helpless, as a good [beep——], shouldn’t he take good care of [beep——] who loves his family?Why am I being a good [beep——] but being taken care of by my own [beep——] all the time?

The fruit wood in the stove made a slight "crackling" sound, and the red fire light illuminated the fair cheeks of Xingyun Liushui, and also warmed Kasyapa's heart. Of course, if Xingyun Liushui hadn't amused Yu Niang so much that she couldn't help laughing— — that would be even better.

"Young master is really good at talking. This guy from my family is very old, but I feel like a young girl when I hear you say it." Yu Niang squeezed her handkerchief and covered her mouth with a smile.

"Why does Sister Yu say that? The village chief said that Sister Yu is the prettiest woman in the village. In my opinion, this is true. If Sister Yu is old... then the village chief must be ashamed."

It's only time for a cup of tea, and it's time to call "sister" affectionately... Kasyapa glanced at the clouds and flowing water with sour eyes—why didn't I realize that this kid is so smooth-tongued and can speak nice things just now?Why don't you say a few words to me...

"Kasyapa," Xingyun Liushui found Kasyapa staring at him from time to time, thinking that he was impatient, and said softly, "It's almost ready, it's been half an hour." Wait until I finish baking the cake and coax me a few more words just go.

I'm not in a hurry, I'm sour... Kasyapa silently looked at the playful eyes of Yuniang at him, sneered expressionlessly, but silently tightened a white veil in his hand.

"Hehehe... Brat, are you the one who hurt the village chief so much?" Yu Niang took a few steps gracefully, her tassels shook slightly, and her eyes shifted from Kasyapa to Xingyun Liushui: "The village chief is only in his thirties. , how can you say that he has white hair and chicken skin?"

Hearing the words, Xingyun Liushui smiled slightly, rolled his sleeves and put on gloves, took out the iron plate containing flower cakes, and gently placed it on the stone mill in the kitchen. He was just about to wipe his sweat, but found that Kassapa had already stood there Beside him, there was a handkerchief in his hand.

"Your hand is inconvenient, I'll wipe your sweat." Kasyapa smiled, and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Looking at the greasy hands that were still covered with gloves after taking off the gloves, he calmly accepted Kasyapa's caress, but said to Yu Niang responsibly as before: "Sister Yu said that the village chief's appearance He is imposing, heroic, and has a romantic attitude—a hero in my opinion."

Looking at someone's face that was so dark, Yu Niang felt even better: "This person hurts and praises others, running water, what bad idea do you have?"

"What bad idea can I have?" Xingyun Liushui washed his hands with plant ashes, picked up a few baked pear cakes, put them on a plate, and handed them to Yuniang: "...It's just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha."

"This pear cake is sweet, delicious, and extremely crispy. It tastes good just out of the oven. Sister Yu, don't you want to try it?"

Yu Niang pretended not to hear his words of "Borrowing Flowers to Offer Buddha", twisted a piece with a smile, took a small bite, narrowed her eyes and savored it carefully for a while, and laughed: "It tastes really good. It's a coincidence that I said it. Yu Niang's boudoir name is Yu Lihua."

"If that's the case, then it's not a coincidence." Xingyun Liushui adhered to the principle of "there are no coincidences in the world, and even if there is a coincidence, it should be explained as deliberate". Changing her expression, she coaxed Yuniang: "The village chief, I like this pear blossom that is as white as jade, and I like pear blossom wine, pear blossom honey, and pear blossom sugar pear cake. He got the honey in this cake. He also bent down to pick up the petals under the tree. When asked why he insisted on picking up the petals without pinching a few, he said that he was unwilling. The so-called chivalrous tenderness is probably the case, and the village chief is also a Cherishing flowers."

Yuniang blushed when she heard this, but she still smiled: "What kind of flower cherisher, what kind of hero, don't praise him." Immediately, there was a bit of ambiguity in her words.

With a knowing smile: "The village head specially asked me to send some cakes to Sister Yu, saying that it is for beauty and beauty, which is most suitable for a beauty like you. Speaking of which, I have heard a poem."

Yu Niang glanced at Xing Yun Liu Shui reproachfully, but she said soft words: "What poem?"

"Chang Yixiong has a different attitude when talking, and a beauty with huge eyes knows the way out." He said with a smile that was not a smile: "Since ancient times, a beauty has known a hero. I think these two sentences are very suitable for my sister."

Yu Niang feigned anger, and said "Pooh": "Bad boy! Fortunately, I thought you were gentle at first! Now you dare to tease me? Why don't you take your cake and take your people to the village chief! Don’t be afraid that he will starve to death!”

"Sister Yu is as good at planning things as she is, so the boy is one step ahead." Xingyun Liushui quickly put away the pear cake, and led Kaye, who was suddenly smiling like a spring breeze, to the village chief's house.

The author has something to say: [Q&A]

Jasmine's strong attack for ten thousand years: Huh?Why did you laugh so hard at the end?

Kasyapa: That's because someone with sharp eyes knew that Yejia belonged to my family.

Jasmine attacked Wanwannian: ...My mother is kind, so you don't need to thank me...Well, just kneel down.

Kasyapa: Did I say it was you?

Jasmine's strong attack for ten thousand years: Your sister!Don't tell me I'm talking about Yu Lihua!

Kasyapa: squinting, yes, she admitted that Ye Jia is mine.

Jasmine attacked Wanwannian: Just kidding... She said you belong to Ye Jia's family... No matter how you look at it, you are the one to suffer!

Kasyapa: Could it be that you are really attacking when you say you are attacking?The author's words can never be trusted.

Jasmine's strong attack for ten thousand years: Die, die, die! ! ! ! !Labor and management have been attacking for thousands of years!

Kasyapa: It’s blowing up again... As expected, my little leaf is still cute.