The whole village is fleeing famine, fortunately I have a concubine system

He looked at Mr. Huo with a smile and said respectfully:

"Yes, yes, Master is right.

No matter what’s yours or mine, as long as it’s mine, the master can eat it when he wants and use it when he wants.

It is only natural for an apprentice to respect his master.

As the saying goes: Once a teacher, always a father.

Although you are old, you look about the same age as my grandfather.

But I really treat you as my own grandfather.

No, no, I treat you like my own grandfather, and I really respect you from the bottom of my heart."

Mr. Huo was listening to Wang Junruo's words and was feeling very happy.

He was stroking his long beard, feeling intoxicated.

Even the snack in my mouth seemed sweeter.

But then I heard Wang Junruo actually say that she was old.

His squinted eyes suddenly widened.

In fact, not only women care about their age, but men are no exception.

Anyway, Teacher Huo minds it very much.

It’s okay to say that you are Wang Junruo’s grandfather, there is absolutely no problem with that.

I even felt a little secretly happy.

But if he said that his head looked as big as Lao Wang's, then Mr. Huo would be unhappy.

Mr. Huo had met Old Wang when Wang Junruo became his apprentice.

I have a deep impression of Old Wang, who always has a sour face.

And it’s not just because of Lao Wang’s stinky face, more importantly it’s because of Lao Wang’s image.

Old Wang is a real farmer.

Even now, he still can't sit idle all day long and always goes to the farm to check on his crops.

A man who has been exposed to the sun every day for half his life and has been used to doing farm work since childhood.

That means he looks older than his peers.

What's more, there are wrinkles on the face, which are full of the lines of time.

The skin color is almost the same dark as the earth that has nourished them all their lives.

Mr. Huo felt that there was a huge difference between him and Old Wang.

Apart from his gender and hair, you should know that there are not many wrinkles on Mr. Huo's face.

Moreover, her skin looks white and elastic, and you can tell at a glance that she has never done hard labor.

Not only that, Mr. Huo uses countless medicinal herbs on himself every year for health preservation.

Those precious medicinal materials were put in without blinking an eye.

As a result, although he is older now, he still looks as charming and elegant as he did in the past.

Therefore, now, Wang Junruo said that he was almost the same as Old Wang.

Mr. Huo was almost broken into pieces.

His eyebrows were raised, and he looked at Wang Junruo disapprovingly and said:

"Child, how come your eyes are still not working well at such a young age?

If you look closely, I am not at all like your stinky-faced grandfather.

I don't have any wrinkles on my face that could kill a fly, and I'm much more handsome than your grandfather.

You were born too late and didn’t see it.

When I was young, he was a famous handsome man in Kyoto.

The girls who like me can line up from the East Gate to the West Gate."

After saying this, he stroked his hair with his hand as if savoring the memory.

At this time, Old Wang, who was explaining to Wang Chengzi how to ferment farm manure and to what extent it would not burn the seedlings, suddenly sneezed loudly.

Then he rubbed his itchy nose.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Do you have typhoid fever?

Wait for Guaibao to come back and ask her to get you some medicine!"

Wang Chengzi looked at Old Wang with concern, fearing that he might catch a cold.

Old Wang waved his hands and didn't take it seriously at all.

He said to Wang Chengzi affirmatively:

"No need, it must be that little bastard who is cursing me behind my back.

"Someone must have scolded me."

Wang Chengzi looked at Old Wang strangely, wondering why he was so sure that someone was scolding him.

Old Wang looked at Wang Chengzi's eyes and knew that he didn't believe it.

“Not only do I know someone scolded me, I also know who it was.

It must be Guaibao’s master, huh!

He looks like a decent guy, I knew he was jealous of me!

I am jealous that I am still so handsome and have a partner who is always with me.

I am also jealous that I have a granddaughter as outstanding as Guaibao.

Humph, he must be feeling unbalanced, so he's scolding me behind my back."

As soon as Old Wang finished speaking, Old Huo also exclaimed "Ah, ha!"

Then he said similar things to Old Wang.

He said that someone must have scolded him.

But those who scold him...

This old Huo couldn't guess, after all, the people he had offended before...

amount……

There are still a few extra drops!

Wang Junruo looked at Mr. Huo nervously, then pretended to be concerned and said:

"Master, are you okay?"

Seeing Mr. Huo waving his hand, he attentively pinched a piece of cake.

Because she didn't wash her hands, the medicinal material debris on her hands moved with Wang Junruo's movements.

It just happened to fall on the snack.

Said to Mr. Huo:

"I just said the wrong thing, you are much younger than my grandfather.

And he does look handsome.

I was wrong, please have a snack and forgive me!"

After saying this, she held the cake in both hands, blinked her eyes, and looked at Mr. Huo innocently.

Old Huo looked at Wang Junruo's funny look, snorted twice, and took the pastry from her hand.

When he put it to his lips, he paused slightly.

But then he put it into his mouth as if nothing had happened.

After chewing for a few times, he nodded with satisfaction and said to Wang Junruo who had been paying close attention to him:

“The snacks made by this disciple himself are so sweet!

Disciple, pick another one for me."

Wang Junruo looked at Mr. Huo with doubt, a little bit unconvinced.

She deliberately added the "ingredients", but why didn't the chef react at all?

This is wrong!

Then he pinched a piece of dessert and put it in his mouth.

After chewing for a few times, he started screaming with his mouth open.

I couldn't swallow or spit out the pastry in my mouth.

When Mr. Huo saw Wang Junruo's expression, his originally nonchalant expression was instantly broken.

His eyebrows were twisted into a ball with bitterness after he swallowed the snack in his mouth.

Still smiling:

"Hahahahaha...

Good disciple, you must not waste food.

Swallow it quickly, swallow it quickly! "

Fortunately, Wang Junruo only touched a small part of it with her hand, so it wasn't too bitter.

And the sweetness of the dessert neutralizes the bitterness.

I managed to swallow it.

After she swallowed it, Zhixia quickly brought her a glass of water.

Wang Junruo recovered only after he drank it all in one breath.

Looking at Mr. Huo who never stopped laughing, he began to accuse:

"Master, you are lying!"

Mr. Huo said "Oh" and asked Wang Junruo:

"Didn't you lie to me first?"

Do you think I didn't notice the coptis residue on the snack?

Wang Junruo chuckled twice and stopped talking.

I smacked my lips and found it still tasted bitter.

I just took a bite of the dessert and my whole mouth felt bitter.

I don’t know how bitter it would be for Mr. Huo to eat the snacks that were specially added with coptis chinensis residue.

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Wang Junruo stopped talking about this to Mr. Huo.