Confused Escort Confused Account

When the weirdo and the poor returned to the bodyguard, the lazy man was watering the flowers again.

The laziness of lazy people also depends on the occasion. When dealing with business, lazy people are always very lazy, but when dealing with flowers and plants, lazy people are very attentive.

Mingyuezhu seems to be proving that laziness and stupidity are different, even if she can't remember the color of every piece of clothing, she can still remember the color of every petal.Under her careful care, several delicate flowers really grew beside the crooked jujube tree in the yard.

Zhao Shitu saw the flower from a distance, turned to Shangguanqing beside him, and said excitedly: "Look, what I said, this year's dates will definitely have a floral fragrance."

Mingyuezhu seemed a little displeased when she heard his triumphant voice, and asked without turning her head: "Where did you go to have a good time after such a long delay?"

Zhao Shitu hurriedly said: "No way, we just had a sip of tea on the side of the road and heard some interesting news by the way."

Ming Yuezhu asked casually: "Oh? Is it the news of a team of unlucky guys throwing darts?"

"That's right, and..."

"And Master Yuan's birthday is approaching?"

Zhao Shitu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets: "Azhu, you don't leave the gate every day, why are you so well informed?"

Ming Yuezhu finally turned her head, but her face still had a lazy expression: "I'm just lazy, not stupid. I'm bored when I'm idle, so naturally I have to find some way to entertain myself."

Zhao Shitu shook his head helplessly, and said again, "But you are right. I was on the road just now, and I saw a group of people celebrating birthdays, moving three large boxes wrapped in red silk into the Yuan Family Martial Arts Hall."

Ming Yuezhu said: "Then Master Yuan is the head of the Escort Association after all, anyone who runs an Escort Bureau naturally knows that he should flatter him more."

Shangguanqing had already walked between the two of them, and sighed: "It's a pity that we can't even afford flattery."

Ming Yuezhu looked at the big bag and small bag in his hand: "Can't afford flattery, but can afford wine and meat?"

Shangguan Qing frowned slightly, as if he realized this problem for the first time after the other party mentioned it.

Zhao Shitu took a deep breath and interrupted: "I want to buy it. Before flattering people, they must eat their fill first."

Ming Yuezhu shook her head: "You should know that buying wine and meat is worse than buying a few white cakes, a few pickles, and a few extra meals."

Zhao Shitu smiled slightly and said, "Of course I know."

Ming Yuezhu glanced at him, turned and walked away, before leaving a sentence: "Call me when dinner is served."

Shangguanqing shrugged, put the bag in his hand into the kitchen, and went back to the room with his medicinal materials.

That's the end of this topic.

It's as if each of them knows that it's better to buy white cake pickles, but everyone doesn't follow suit.

Therefore, it is by no means unreasonable for the Confused Escort to be so poor as it is today.

Zhao Shitu was busy in the kitchen.

His craft wasn't great, but he wasn't worried right now.If there is no wine and meat in a kitchen, no matter how good a person's craftsmanship is, he will not be able to display it.On the contrary, once you have wine and meat, even a mediocre person can produce a pretty good aroma.

His craftsmanship came from elementary school. When he was a child, he lived in a monastery and helped monks cook big pots of rice.

There is no wine or meat in the monk's meals, only vegetables and tofu, with a little salt.Naturally, there will be no meaty smell from cooking oil.This is one of the reasons why Zhao Shitu did not stay in the temple.

He was raised by monks, and his kung fu was also taught by monks.The person who raised him was not a monk at first, but later suffered misfortune and became discouraged before becoming a monk.That person often said that the world is unpredictable, cause and effect are difficult to follow, and it is useless to force, it is better to let nature take its course.

So Zhao Shitu doesn't think about the future, at least for now, he still wants to drink and eat meat more than being a monk.

The eggs are freshly produced by old hens in Quanshui Village, and the meat is freshly slaughtered in the market. They are poured into a hot oil pan and stir-fried together with juicy persimmons and tender green green onions...the aroma soon wafts out of the kitchen, Full yard.

The dishes and rice are served on the table one by one, and people are seated one after another. The last thing is to pour wine.

The wine is high-quality wine from the Western Regions, and there is only one bucket, which is only enough to fill three wine cups.

The wine cup is made of sapphire, with a pure color, if it is exchanged for wine, it is not a problem to exchange it for ten buckets or a hundred buckets.

But he won't do that, because drinking is a major event in life. If you get good wine but don't have the right wine utensils to hold it, it's better not to drink it.

Zhao Shitu is such a stubborn person.

The three wine cups had obviously dried up for a long time, and they finally looked forward to a bucket of rain, like a doll asking for sugar, desperately shining.

The three people raised their wine glasses and collided together, making a clear sound, which complemented the emerald green jade color.

What Zhao Shitu likes most is such moments.

— Grape wine, spend a cup.

"Good wine." Ming Yuezhu held the wine glass in front of her eyes and turned it slowly.

Whether it's for people or things, she rarely expresses such direct compliments, and wine is indeed a good thing.Zhao Shitu also sipped his cup, proudly said: "My vision is always right."

"The wine is good, but unfortunately there is only one shortcoming - too little."

"Hey, that's a mistake. A little drink is good for you, but a big drink is bad for you. We each have a drink, not too big or too small, just the right amount." He tilted his neck and poured the remaining half of the glass of wine down his throat. Close your eyes and taste it reluctantly.

"Boss Zhao is really considerate." Mingyue Zhu said with a smirk, raised her head and drank the wine in the glass.

Shangguanqing put down the cup.

His glass was still almost full, and he only took a sip at the first clink.

The mellow wine rippled in the center of the cup and spread out in circles.

Zhao Shitu said cautiously: "Shangguan, do you really stop drinking?"

Ming Yuezhu also stared at him, and asked: "This rare good wine, how about another sip?"

Shangguanqing glanced at the two of them in turn, shook his head and said, "I won't drink."

As soon as he finished speaking, both hands were stretched out like lightning, reaching for the same cup quickly.

The two sat on the left and right sides of Shangguanqing, almost the same distance from the wine glass, but the man's hands were longer than the woman's, and he had an advantage in this competition.Zhao Shitu's fingertips were one inch ahead of the moon bead, and touched the rim of the cup first.

Before he had time to be proud, he felt a burning pain on his skin. It turned out that the back of his hand was slapped hard by the moon pearl, and a narrow and red fingerprint was left on the outer edge of the palm.

He was naturally dissatisfied and flipped his wrist, intending to fight back.But Mingyuezhu took a step ahead of him, and opened a gap between her thumb and forefinger, which just caught his wrist. When she pinched it hard, his forearm suddenly felt numb, and his whole hand went limp.

He said innocently: "It's only half a glass of wine, how can you use all your internal energy."

Ming Yuezhu said indifferently: "To deal with you, you must use unique skills."

His hand was stuck in mid-air for a moment, he regained his strength, and eagerly joined the fight, but it was too late, in that moment, the cup had already slid towards the culprit, and was firmly pinched by five slender fingers .