After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

"Hey." Making a sad expression, Qu Zhong laughed bitterly twice.

"My father will cut off all my expenses, if I still don't make progress." Looking sideways at the expressions of the three, Qu Zhong even rubbed his face with his hands in distress.

"Isn't there still your mother?" Deng Pengyun pouted, picked up the wine glass on the table disdainfully, and took a few sips.

Qu Zhong snorted coldly in his heart, among the three, Deng Pengyun was the last to curry favor with Qu Gao, and he also added fuel to the fire when Qu Zhong was dying.

Ignoring this hypocritical villain, Qu Zhong just looked at Du Chengji with an expression of "I'm very sincere, please look at me."

"However, my father is in charge of this, and I don't care what I say." After thinking for a while, Du Chengji scratched his head and replied naively.

"It's okay, you go back and discuss it with your father. I will pay the silver, and we will pay the middleman's price." He picked up two cups and handed one to Du Chengji, holding his hand and touching his cup with the other. touched.

Wu Yuan frowned, looked at Qu Zhong silently, and instinctively told him that this person was for real this time.

"Aren't you short of money, what kind of Zhuangzi are you buying?"

Deng Pengyun grabbed the melon seeds on the table, didn't realize that Qu Zhong was ignoring him at all, and stared lewdly at the girl who just came in.

"You care."

After finishing speaking, Qu Zhong graciously peeled two peanuts for Du Chengji, "Brother, I really want to do something serious this time, brother, it's up to you."

"Okay, I'll go talk to my father." Du Chengji wrinkled his chubby face and reluctantly fed the peanut into his mouth.

He felt that Qu Zhong was really different today, usually he would only talk to him when paying, but today he even peeled peanuts for him.

Of course, someone as simple as Du Chengji would not think that Qu Zhong's behavior is a despicable villain in the eyes of outsiders.

"How do you plan to make money after you bought Zhuangzi?" Wu Yuan completely ignored Deng Pengyun who had already come to the girl's side, and asked Qu Zhong with great interest.

"I have to go to the bookstore and make a decision." He has only been in this world for two days, and he has no understanding of this Tianqi Dynasty at all, so he still has to read the agricultural books carefully.

After pondering for a while, Qu Zhong pinched his chin and confidently said to the two of them, "Do you want to earn money with me?"

Well, dogs can't change eating shit, Wu Yuan lost interest when he heard Qu Zhong's brazen words.

On the contrary, the innocent Du Chengji looked at Qu Zhong with sparkling eyes: "Really? You can really earn money."

Nodding firmly, Qu Zhong almost raised three fingers to swear.

"Then you must call me." This time it was Du Chengji who poured wine for Qu Zhong attentively.

"No problem, just wait and drink the spicy one with me." He drank the wine in the glass proudly,

Qu Zhong didn't expect that he would be choked by the spicy drink and almost coughed up his lungs.

Damn - forget it's not tea.

After drinking a few glasses of water, the acrid throat finally healed, Qu Zhong wiped the tears from his face, and was almost blinded by the scene in front of him.

In front of him, half of the girl playing the piano was snuggled into Deng Pengyun's arms, and Deng Pengyun was rubbing oil on the girl with an expression of enjoyment.

"Master asked you to play the piano, not to flirt."

Frowning, Qu Zhong stared blankly at the half-dressed woman in front of him.

"I'll play it now, I'll play it now." Qu Zhong glanced at her, and the girl sat up straight in panic, not daring to do anything else.

"I just said that I want to change it, did you ignore it?"

Pointing at Deng Pengyun who was still looking sullen, Qu Zhong raised his eyebrows. He just wanted to humiliate this guy, and it depends on when he will turn his face.

But -- obviously not this time, Deng Pengyun's expression only changed for a moment, and then he turned into a fool again.

snort!Sure enough, it was insidious enough, seeing this person sitting back as if nothing had happened, Qu Zhong kept complaining in his heart.

He wanted to say a few more provocative words, but he didn't open his mouth. A flurry of shouts outside the window interrupted his train of thought.

My heart was shocked---the good show is coming.

Gathering his thoughts, Qu Zhong rushed to the window impatiently, found the best viewing position, and planned to watch the whole scene.

In the hall on the first floor, a woman in light tulle was already lying on the ground, her hands twisted in a weird posture.

Surrounded by two or three screaming women.

Sure enough, after a while, a bearded man under the stage seemed to hesitate for a while, and rushed up to the stage without hesitation.

Feeling a little bored in his mouth, he went back to the table and took melon seeds and peanuts, and Qu Zhong returned to the window feeling satisfied.

Seeing that Qu Zhong seemed to be very concerned about what happened outside the window, Wu Yuan and Du Chengji also followed him to the window.

Ka Beng--"This woman's arm is broken." Knocking a melon seed, Qu Zhong explained to the two people who followed.

Ka Beng- said again, "This bearded man should be a doctor."

Ka Bang said again - "I..."

Seeing Qu Zhong's melon seeds getting more and more vigorous, Wu Yuan actually felt that the melon seeds tasted good, so he reached out and grabbed a handful.

"If you want to eat, can you catch it on the table by yourself?" Rolling his eyes, Qu Zhong glared at Wu Yuan dissatisfied.

Wu Yuan: I'm really cheap.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this technique, this movement, is really nimble." After watching for a long time, Qu Zhong realized that he might not be able to see the heroine's true face tonight, because without him going downstairs to join in the fun, the heroine's The beard will still stick to the face well.

In the hall, the bearded man found a few chopsticks that were used by the guests on the table to pick up food, and fixed the girl's hand with three or two strokes.

But the guest whose chopsticks were taken away quit, propping up his drunken body, this guest staggered and stopped the hostess who was about to leave.

Tsk tsk tsk, in this miraculous plot, even without him, there would be someone else.

"Hey, Deng Pengyun, pour me a cup of tea." Qu Zhong ordered Deng Pengyun without turning his head.

"You have hands..." Only halfway out of the sentence, Deng Pengyun himself stopped him, stood up and gave Qu Zhong a sad look at the back of his head, obediently poured a cup of tea and handed it to Qu Zhong.

"I want a cup too."

"Pour me a glass too." Wu Yuan and Du Chengji said at the same time, almost driving Deng Pengyun to death.

These two domineering things, waiting... Deng Pengyun almost gritted his teeth while pouring tea.

Brush--

The most exciting plot came, the drunken middle-aged man finally pulled down the heroine's beard.

Even forgetting to swallow the water, Qu Zhong stretched his neck, blinking hard to see the heroine's face clearly.

But it doesn't matter if you don't read it, you will be completely disappointed after seeing it. Isn't this the peerless beauty in the book who can make you lose your mind by revealing her true face?

Damn --- let out a sigh of emotion from the bottom of his heart, and Qu Zhong looked away boringly.

This good looks is in line with his third-tier face in the entertainment industry in his previous life.

The melon seeds were no longer fragrant, and the tea was no longer delicious. Qu Zhong felt that his behavior of despising the male supporting role had suddenly become superior.

Sitting back at the table, Qu Zhong looked as if he was drunk to relieve his worries, he casually picked up the cup on the table and planned to have a toast to himself with tea instead of wine to watch every night he was suffering.

Cough cough cough---cough cough cough---

"Which bastard puts wine in a teacup." Qu Zhong, who drank a bowl of wine, began to blush again and coughed thickly.

Wu Yuan and Du Chengji glanced at each other, seeing speechlessness in each other's eyes.

Could this man be a fool? This wine glass can be regarded as a teacup.

"Master, I'm drunk, I have to go home." On the round table, Qu Zhong, whose eyes were already blurred, slammed down the table and stood up.