Datang: My bedroom is the same as Changle's boudoir

Looking at Li Lizhi's scrutinizing eyes, Mo Wuhen suddenly felt very guilty.

Just wanted to quibble..., no!explain.

Then I heard Li Lizhi continue to say, "I missed you so much in the palace and came back in a hurry, but you, you drank too much, like a dead pig!"

"Humph!"

＜(￣3￣)＞

Li Lizhi's face was full of words, "If you don't coax me, I will ignore you."

This directly blocked Mo Wuhen's way of defense.

How to do it?My baby, coax it!
"It's my fault, I shouldn't have drunk so much wine, so that Xiao Lizhi didn't talk to me when she came back."

"But I really didn't expect it! Baby Lizhi misses me so much!"

Mo Wuhen saw that Li Li's anger had subsided a lot, so he made a joke.

Li Lizhi blushed when she said this.

He raised his head abruptly, and "slapped" it onto the arm that Li Lizhi was resting on.

"Humph!"

"Ouch, it hurts!"

Although Mo Wuhen's arm was already numb, he basically didn't feel anything like this, but he still had to put on a show and give Li Li a step down.

Li Lizhi felt better when she saw Mo Wuhen like this, and her previous anger disappeared.

Then he looked at Mo Wuhen and told him about her going to the palace.

"I'll tell you!"

"Didn't I leave a bunch of snacks for my mother before?"

"This time, you don't even know that when I arrived in Aniang's bedroom, there were brothers and sisters standing at the door. Their eyes lit up when they saw me. That scene was a bit scary."

Speaking of this, Li Lizhi couldn't help but shudder, obviously a little scared.

"The first thing I said was, does sister have something to eat from last time?"

"Hmph, these little bastards are only thinking about eating, and don't care about his sister and me at all."

The angry Li Lizhi's little face swelled into a big bun.

[○｀Д ○]
"Ugh!"

"In the end, I reluctantly gave all the remaining snacks in the bag to these little bastards before going into A Niang's bedroom."

"Give it to them, and they will be able to eat some snacks, like some modern delicacies that only you can eat!"

Li Lizhi gave Mo Wuhen a white look.

Does she care about those snacks?She's just angry with the attitude of those bastards, Mo Wuhen doesn't understand me at all!
[Li Lizhi's resentment value +333]
"Woman! I don't understand! You're obviously comforted, but you're still angry!"

Mo Wuhen was increasingly unable to understand Li Lizhi's brain circuit.

"I ate the noodles cooked by Yuchu at noon, but I felt so bland, and I even felt that it was not as delicious as instant noodles!"

Li Lizhi, who had her mouth held in her mouth, said such words out of her mouth in aggrieved manner.

Mo Wuhen also blushed, expressing that he didn't want to answer the question.

But after thinking about it, he still said, "Today Cheng Yaojin's family killed a cow. I think the taste is really good. I think it's much better than what I usually eat."

Mo Wuhen's mentality is like people in the city who occasionally like to eat farmhouse music.

"Moreover, I found that some of the dishes I ate at noon are only recorded with a name in modern times, but there is no specific method."

"I was thinking, while I brought modern technology to Datang, I also wanted to carry forward the things of my ancestors. It would be great to recreate the lost craftsmanship of ancient times!"

The more Mo Wuhen talked, the more excited he became, and he also had specific measures in mind.

And when Li Lizhi saw Mo Wuhen like this, of course she supported him unconditionally. What does this mean, who can Mo Wuhen bring to visit delicious food? Isn't she Li Lizhi to eat?
Absolute win-win! ( )

Seeing that Mo Wuhen was over excited, Li Lizhi continued to narrate.

"We didn't buy a set of clothes for my mother in the mall before."

"She was so happy, she couldn't wait to change it."

"As a result, as soon as my mother wore it, Aye's eyes were straightened, and his saliva was almost left behind."

Li Lizhi remembered Aye's expression and couldn't help laughing.

The two quarreled for a while, and finally got up from the bed.

Li Lizhi stretched her waist, which was quite comfortable.

As for Mo Wuhen, his entire arm was crushed and he still hasn't recovered.

"Let's go back, go back early to raise some food for your father, those victims can't afford to wait."

"Go back and treat you to a big meal!"

Mo Wuhen rubbed his arms and said.

"Good!" (﹃`)
Don't talk about it, the snacks are drooling when they hear that there is a big meal.

...

"I'm back, my big pillow, my comfortable sofa."

After returning, Li Lizhi completely liberated the princess' airs.

Moving like a mad rabbit, she ran around the room, and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of her beautiful happy water.

"Gudong Gudong" drank.

"Cool!" Ψ(￣￣)Ψ
"Can I return the product? The difference between the buyer's show and the seller's show is too big!"

With such an active Li Lizhi, Mo Wuhen didn't know what to say.

( )
Before leaving, Mo Wuhen took back his bag from Xiaocui.

After all, there is a copy of "Ping An Tie" in it, so whether I can make a small amount of money this time depends on it.

When I opened it, I saw that "Ping An Tie" was neatly lying in the bag.

Mo Wuhen took it out and looked it over, and found that after the systematic double-piercing door was made old, there is no doubt that this is something unearthed in the Tang Dynasty.

This wave of system operation is worthy of praise!
[Thank you for the compliment! (*v)]
Holding the "Ping An Tie" in his hand, Mo Wuhen lay on the sofa, looking at the "Ping An Tie" and thinking about how to deal with this thing.

Watching the advertisement of Nongfu Shibaquan on TV, watching the spring water rushing down, Mo Wuhen suddenly thought of someone.

As for why the TV is on, I have to ask Li Lizhi, lying on the sofa, skillfully picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

Who knew that this guy was a silly girl who didn't understand any modern knowledge a few days ago.

Mo Wuhen asked Li Lizhi to turn down the TV, he wanted to make a phone call.

"Oh!"

Li Lizhi also knew that Mo Wuhen had business to do, so she obediently turned down the volume of the TV.

Mo Wuhen found a person named "Ye Baiquan" in the phone's address book.

"beep...beep...beep"

The phone can be said to be connected very quickly.

A crisp female voice came from the other end of the phone, "Oh, Mo is very busy, do you still remember that there is such a little girl?"

Mo Wuhen seemed to have been immune to a teasing remark, completely ignoring it, and said immediately.

"Master Ye, do you accept antique calligraphy and paintings now, I can sell you a copy at a low price."

"Huh? I thought you were calling me specially, but I didn't expect you were looking for my grandpa."

The voice of the woman on the other end of the phone was a little lost, but she still said.

"Take it, you know it too, my grandpa just likes it."

"Then you ask, Mr. Ye, Wang Xizhi's copy of Tang Taizong's "Ping An Tie", I will sell it to him at a lower price. You ask him, do you want it!"