Binding system, I became the richest man

Liu Wei and Senior Zhao left, but Mingyue stayed.

"Teacher, this is for Master's Wife."

Mingyue took out the indigo handkerchief she had embroidered that day from her bag. On it was a cluster of emerald green bamboo. She packed it in a box, and it looked very suitable for giving as a gift. She also planned to give one to Master's wife when she went to Bai's house one day.

Professor Yang opened it and found it smooth and soft to the touch. The bamboo on it was lifelike. He looked at Mingyue in surprise:

"Thank you on behalf of your mistress for your concern! Where did you buy it?"

It was like he had discovered a treasure. He could buy some embroidery as a gift for his wife in the future. She would probably like it very much.

"I embroidered it myself. It's not expensive, but it's just a token of my appreciation."

Mingyue said.

Professor Yang looked at Mingyue as if she was a monster. There is a big difference between knowing how to embroider and being able to embroider.

Many people know how to embroider with a needle, but the results of their embroidery are different.

It is obvious that Mingyue has superb embroidery skills. She is not just good at it, but is an expert at it.

"Wait for your mistress to thank you. She will definitely like it."

This apprentice always makes him feel pleasantly surprised. It seems that he has made the right choice and can also train his heart.

After Mingyue left, Professor Yang did not stay in school long. He folded the handkerchief again, put it in the box, put it in his briefcase, and drove home.

"Guess what Mingyue gave you?"

"How would I know? Don't accept things from students in the future. It's not good for children to spend money."

The mistress thought for a moment and said,

"Why didn't you ask Mingyue to come back for dinner?"

"She is always busy with work, and there is no way we two old people can keep her here."

Professor Yang complained, taking the box containing the handkerchief out of his briefcase.

"You are old, but I am not."

The master's wife said dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, okay, you'll always be young. Look! Mingyue made it herself. It didn't cost her much, but it must have taken a lot of effort."

The master's wife opened the box and liked the color combination of indigo and bamboo green.

Noble and elegant, the exquisite embroidery adds a layer of beauty.

"nice"

She immediately picked it up and touched it happily.

"I like it very much. Thank Mingyue for me."

"I see. How could I forget this? After all, he is your apprentice or mine? Why would you send him off but not me?"

Professor Yang was very puzzled as he wondered why his disciple kept giving gifts to his master's wife.

"You can't use this handkerchief, so what are you complaining about? I'm not giving it to you, either."

The master's wife happily took the handkerchief and changed into a dark-colored cheongsam. She stood in front of the full-length mirror and took a long look.

"nice"

"Take two pictures for me."

The master's wife was in high spirits.

Professor Yang picked up his cell phone with a bitter face, and before his mistress had even posed, he started taking pictures.

When his wife walked over, he was very confident and asked, "Look, how is the photo?"

The master's wife's face became darker and darker.

"Look at all these pictures. Is there any one that can be used? As expected, if a man is reliable, even a sow can climb a tree."

She began to place her phone on the sink to take delayed shots, posing in the right positions. Even so, they looked better than Professor Yang's.

She picked one and posted it on her Moments.

Even though she is not young anymore, she is still very good at using these apps.

Mingyue did not go home directly, but went to the vegetable market.

Yuanbao had already started ordering food in her mind.

[Chicken stewed with mushrooms, pork stewed with vermicelli, goose stewed in an iron pot...]

The more he talked, the more outrageous it became, and Mingyue Mantou was upset.

[If you say that again, I will stew a panda in an iron pot. ]

Mingyue threatened.

[Do you believe me or not? It is illegal to stew pandas. ]

Yuanbao said without showing any weakness.

[It is also illegal to keep a panda. How about I throw you away! ]

Mingyue spared no effort to tease it.

[Master, I was wrong, I am guilty, I will never do it again, I will eat whatever you cook. ]

Only when Yuanbao finally calmed down and stopped chattering in her mind did Mingyue feel relieved.

She walked along the way and bought a lot of fresh vegetables at the vegetable market.

Yuanbao was naturally looking forward to Mingyue cooking herself, after all, Mingyue’s cooking skills were pretty good.

[Yueyue, I'll do a live broadcast while you cook! No face will be shown.]

Yuanbao came up with a good idea.

[Can fans be considered as reputation points? ]

Mingyue seemed to be thinking about something. She had to cook anyway, so it should be okay to do a live broadcast.

[Yes, but it is not one fan per reputation point. It depends on how much they admire and like you, and then the system will make an accurate conversion. ]

Mingyue probably understood it and agreed.

Yuanbao picked up the phone and registered an account. Yes, Mingyue bought a phone specifically for Yuanbao.

The account is called "Yuanbao and Moon".

Yuanbao felt that he was so cultured. What a great name it was. It had the same name as Yueyue.

He felt that he was very involved, so he immediately opened the live broadcast software and started the live broadcast. He adjusted the camera to face the area below Mingyue's face, mainly focusing on her hands and the cooking table.

Mingyue looked at the account and didn't care about anything else, just let Yuanbao do the work.

"Hello everyone, welcome to Yuanbao and Yueliang's live broadcast room. I am Yueliang. Today we are going to make spicy dry pot shrimp first."

——"This must be a new anchor. His voice is really nice."

——"Can the anchor show his face? I'll give him a tip."

There is a live broadcast screen with Yuanbao projected in front of Mingyue, so she can see the barrage.

"I'm a food anchor, so if I don't show up, you don't have to give me tips! I'm not short of money."

Mingyue was stunned for a moment when she said this, as she felt that this sentence seemed familiar.

A wealthy man once said that money is just a number. At the time, I thought it was a show of wealth.

I didn't expect that one day she would say something similar. Now I think it's not really a show of wealth. After all, she really doesn't have this idea now. She just thinks she has enough money and doesn't need to rely on audience tips.

——"This anchor is so arrogant, isn't she trying to establish herself as a rich girl?"

——"If you don't show your face, you must be ugly."

——"The voice is inversely proportional to the appearance."

——"Are you jealous?"

There were all kinds of comments on the barrage, and Mingyue was multitasking, preparing the dishes while replying to the barrage.

"Who sets up a rich persona to come to the food area?"

"I'm not ugly, thank you. I just don't want it to affect my real life."

"We first remove the shrimp threads from the fresh shrimps, clean them, add cooking wine and starch and mix well. Cut the potatoes into strips and clean them.

Pour plenty of oil into a hot pan, pour in the potato strips, fry until both sides are golden brown, and set aside.

Add the shrimps and fry until they change color, then serve.

Slice the onion, ginger and garlic, pour into the oil pan and fry until fragrant, then add…”

Mingyue cooked three dishes neatly: spicy dry-pot shrimp, steamed sea bass, and chicken stewed with mushrooms.

"Okay, today's live broadcast ends here."

Mingyue said as she took off her apron.

——"Wait, come on, when will Yueliang go live next time?"

——"I'm so greedy, woooo, I miss the taste of my mother."