I'm not a wild eater

"Look."

As Mu Qing said, he folded the part with the phone number written on it, and put the part with the words in front of the camera of the live ball.

After the display was over, Mu Qing frowned slightly, pretending to be serious and looked at the cloth several times.

He raised his head and asked Sasha, "You don't understand the words on it, do you?"

Sasha shook his head, then nodded randomly again.

"This is a Chinese character, I just can understand it, let me translate it for you?" Mu Qing suggested.

"Really?! Then tell me quickly."

"It's best to find this person, I'll scold him first, and then make him lose money!"

Muqing felt a little dangerous.

"Don't get excited, just listen to me first."

"It says: My name is er, my name is Yan Shu"

"I'm an outdoor survivalist and trapping elk that you have free range for survival."

"I am willing to pay the due amount for this, please contact me after you see the banner again."

Master Shu: e?

Master Shu: When a person sits at home, the pot comes from the sky.

My name is Yan Shu, hahahahaha.

Master Mu is so bad that he actually blamed Master Shu.

Let's watch first, I'm going to pack the durians.

Although it's a bit unkind, but if you say you did it yourself, what if the other party gets mad on the spot.

Mu Ye: Husband and wife are one, husband and wife are one, you put down the knife first.

"Uncle Yan? Uncle?" Sasha asked curiously.

"Uh, isn't there something wrong with your focus?"

"It doesn't look like this guy is a bad guy, he just has to do what he has to do to survive, and people are willing to pay for it."

Mu Qing reminded with a smile.

"Oh, yes, how can he contact you?" Sasha asked.

"It has his phone on it, a bit worn and barely legible."

"If you rub this cloth down, you won't be able to see it anymore. If there is anything you can write on, give me one, and I'll write it to you."

Muqing gestured this hand and said.

"wait."

Sasha said and entered the tent.

When he came out, he had an A4 sketchbook under his arm, a pencil in one hand, and a cup in the other.

"Please drink." Sasha said, first handing the cup to Muqing.

"what is this?"

"It smells like a strong milky smell. It looks like milk tea. Why does it still smell like alcohol?"

Mu Qing took it and smelled it.

This mixed smell made him a little afraid to try it.

"The milk tea made with deer milk is cold in the snow. We like to add some wine to it after serving it."

"Try it quickly, it's delicious."

Sasha smiled, eyes full of anticipation.

"Okay, I'll try."

"However, I don't necessarily have the habit of drinking."

As Mu Qing said, he took a small mouthful, and his expression instantly became a little complicated.

"Is it good?" Sasha asked with wide eyes.

"Well, not bad."

Mu Qing forced a smile, raised his head and drank the contents of the cup directly.

Squeezing his chest to smooth himself out, he handed the cup back to Sasha.

tasty?tasty?

You have to ask this question, just look at Mu Ye's smiling expression.

He even patted his chest to prevent himself from throwing up.

With milk tea and wine, I feel quite dark when I think about it.

Mu Ye: This stuff really doesn't taste good, but it can provide a lot of energy.

Master Mu must have gritted his teeth and finished the drink because his little sister is pretty.

Hahaha, you don’t want to stop watching the live broadcast, kneeling on the washboard, right?

"I also think this is really cool."

Sasha took the cup and put it on the ground, and handed the sketchbook and pencil to Muqing.

"You drew this?" Opening the sketchbook, Mu Qing was a little surprised.

Sasha's sketching skills are very good, and it looks like he has learned it specially.

"Well, I usually draw when I'm bored with grazing."

"But my dad doesn't like my paintings. He always said that if he has this spare time, he might as well watch the get out of class."

Sasha pursed her lips and said.