Wearing women's clothing to farm [live]

Song Qi didn't think as much as the audience in front of the live barrage, he only felt that his brother trusted him.

He was sure he could do it well, and he did it with full of joy.

Song Chi and Cao Dashuai entered Ke Lailiu from the backyard, and he gave the small wooden barrel of five catties of peppers to the shopkeeper in advance and introduced them to his chef surnamed Xiao, who was the chef of Ke Lailiu.

Yesterday, what happened in Song Chi's guest-lai-liu sales promotion has already been spread in the guest-lai-liu. The rumors about what the chili is and what Song Chi cooks are very strange.

But Chef Xiao, who stayed as a guest, although he heard that chili peppers can be eaten, he didn't believe that in Qingshui Town, there are people who can cook dishes that have never been seen before and taste better than him.

As soon as Song Chi entered the back kitchen yard, Chef Xiao tended to ignore him. He took a rough look at the chili that Song Chi sent, "Okay, little hairball, come and collect these chili peppers, take some out and call People wash up."

Song Chi and Cao Dashuai, two tall men, stood awkwardly. Everyone in the back kitchen was busy, washing the vegetables, washing the dishes, and serving the dishes in an orderly manner.

Hardly saw a single person slacking off.

Song Chi called out: "Then Chef Xiao..."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Chef Xiao looked impatiently at Song Chi, "What? What else do you need?"

Looking at his fierce appearance.

Song Chi originally wanted to tell him more about the combination and precautions of chili peppers, but he lost interest immediately, "No, remember not to wipe your eyes when cutting chili peppers, and remember to wash your hands after cutting. The rest, Chef Xiao, is busy with you Yes, we won't bother."

After that, Song Chi and the two went out directly to stay in the backyard. They originally planned to go shopping in the town to buy some necessities.

At this time, an elderly man in a fancy dress hurriedly stopped the two of them.

Song Chi opened his mouth directly and asked, "Old man, what's the matter with you?"

"Hey, hello both of you."

The old man suddenly bowed to Song Chi, and said to them with a pleasant smile on his face: "You two, my young master would like to invite you to sit at Wenxiang Tea House. I wonder if it would be a favor."

Song Chi and Cao Dashuai glanced at each other, Cao Dashuai frowned, and asked without hesitation, "What's the reason? Who is your son?"

The old man smiled, "Our young master said that he also wanted to discuss a business with Brother Song, so please come with me."

And deliver business to your door?

Song Chi and Cao Dashuai looked at each other again, but Song Chi immediately looked away, so he didn't see the strange expression on Cao Dashuai's face when he heard that sentence.

A few minutes later, Song Chi and Cao Dashuai followed the old man into a teahouse called Wenxiang.

They followed the old man in front of him and walked on two legs. They followed the old man around corners in the corridors on the second and third floors. They didn't know how many turns he turned before they saw the old man in a door next to the corridor. Met someone.

They all knew that man, Song Chi, and it turned out to be Chen Zili.

[Mist grass, this is not that who! ! ! 】

【Ahhhhhhh, I guessed it would be him just now! 】

[Second Master Chen, Second Master Chen! !The Second Young Master Chen is also a businessman, right? 】

【Seeing him, I have a hunch that tragedy is coming...】

[Hahahahaha such a beautiful little brother, it's really hard work for the anchor, it's a pity, he will be my husband in the next second]

[Live broadcast is so good, you can dream ╮(╯_╰)╭～]

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The old man took a step back, and made a "please" gesture to his young master not far away: "Please, my young master has been waiting for a long time."

Cao Dashuai saw the change in the man's face, and tugged at Song Chi, "Daughter-in-law, let's go back."

Song Chi turned his head and smiled at Marshal Cao, "It's okay, we will meet him."

Dashuai Cao wanted to say something else, but he saw that Song Chi had already approached Chen Zili directly.

He also had no choice but to follow quickly, and when he was almost dead, he smelled a particularly pleasant tea fragrance.

Chen Zili looked at them calmly, and greeted Song Chi with the corner of his mouth raised: "Tsk, I haven't seen you for a few days, little brother, you are all right."

"..."

Song Chi: "Second Master Chen, your memory is fading too fast, didn't we just meet yesterday?"

Song Chi chose a seat opposite to Chen Zili at the Sifang table and sat down directly. Immediately afterwards, Marshal Cao sat down next to Song Chi on the same bench, and sat next to Song Chi.

Seeing that Marshal Cao had just sat down, Song Chi picked up the teapot on the other table and poured him tea, and asked Chen Zili directly, "Tell me, Mr. Chen, you are looking for me on purpose, is it because you want to discuss business?"

Chen Zili pursed his lips, but did not answer directly: "I thought you would reject me, little brother."

Song Chi also poured himself a cup of tea, "It's funny, who would refuse money."

"Haha, yes, no one can refuse the temptation of money."

Chen Zili immediately smiled, and then smiled for a while, Chen Zili looked at Song Chi and said very seriously: "I am rarely interested in anything, but now I am very interested in your cooking, and I am also interested in your dishes. This person is interested."

"It turns out that the sons of rich families speak so directly. I have gained knowledge." Song Chi is not surprised that Chen Zili is so frank.

Dashuai Cao snorted coldly and scolded Chen Zili: "Shameless, don't be ashamed."

Chen Zili's eyes darkened: "Why are you scolding me?"

"He is the daughter-in-law, and I am the husband."

As Marshal Cao said, he glanced at Chen Zili lightly, "His husband is right in front of you, and you said you were interested in my wife, and it's normal for me to call you shameless or shameless."

Chen Zili froze with a smile on his face: "You worry too much."

Dashuai Cao snorted, and said confidently: "Then you did it on purpose. You said such things to my daughter-in-law on purpose. You deliberately want to provoke me?"

"You really worry too much."

There was no trace of fear on Chen Zili's face, and he smiled slightly, "I know you have brute force and can hunt and kill wild animals with your bare hands, but I don't want to talk to you today."

This sentence is subconscious: You are a fool, I am too lazy to ignore you, understandable!

Dashuai Cao looked at Chen Zili with a chill in his eyes, and said with a chuckle, "Who knows who is stupid, and I don't argue with fools."

"It's ridiculous."

Chen Zili didn't seem to be angry, but shook his folding fan lightly, and said to Song Chi with a smile: "I'll just tell you about this deal, if Song Chi cooks a satisfying meal for me, I'll pay you 20 silver." two."

[? ? ?Did I hear something wrong? ? 】

[This is a really rich and powerful son, I really can't understand it! 】

[But it’s not a loss at all. One meal costs 20 taels, which is enough for ordinary people to eat for a year. 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[It's so funny, what is it, Mr. Chen is trying to spend money to make things difficult for the anchor or something? 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, sisters, let me cook for him, my cooking is also delicious! 】

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20 taels...

Song Chi lowered his head slightly, thinking about something.

The task issued to him by the system was to earn two hundred and five taels. He just earned more than 150 taels from the shopkeeper of Ke Lailiu yesterday, and the remaining 100 taels have not yet been settled.

Although he didn't know what Chen Zili wanted to do, but he was willing to spend 20 taels just for him to cook a meal?

But the meaning is self-evident.

Song Chi took the cup of tea in his hand and took a sip calmly. The tea was smooth and mellow down his throat, leaving a fragrance on his teeth and cheeks.

Tsk tsk, excellent Biluochun.

This Second Young Master Chen really knows how to enjoy it.

"reply you tomorrow."

Dashuai Cao stared at Chen Zili indifferently: "We have other things to arrange later, and now my wife is a little tired, why don't we reply to you tomorrow."

Song Chi glanced at Marshal Cao, and then turned his gaze to the small plate on the table. No one touched the plate full of melon seeds, so he simply moved the plate of melon seeds in front of him, eating the melon seeds beside him.

Listen to the two of them continue talking.

Chen Zili looked at Song Chi, only to find that he was eating melon seeds and didn't care about the deal at all. He squinted his eyes and asked, "Song Chi, when will you come tomorrow?"

Cao Dashuai looked calm, "If we don't come, it means that we don't want to accept the sale of Mr. Chen. Presumably the famous Mr. Chen will not buy and sell by force, right?"

After hearing this, Chen Zili subconsciously stared at Song Chi, his eyes sharpened suddenly, "Song Chi, I want to hear your answer."

Song Chi on the side was stunned.

He looked at Dashuai Cao subconsciously, and nodded: "Well, then, according to what my husband said, we will reply you tomorrow."

In fact, Song Chi was very curious at this time, today's Dashuai Cao is not stupid, he seems to be a completely different person?

Especially now that he can still communicate with others so fluently and logically.

"Since that's the case, that's fine."

Chen Zili smiled and narrowed his eyes, "It's rare for you to come to Wenxiang Teahouse. I'm the host today, so don't rush away. This Wenxiang Teahouse hired a new storyteller a few days ago. The story is very lively and interesting, I think you will like it."

For the sake of what Chen Zili had said, it was hard for Song Chi to say no to him, and it was rare for him to have a moment of leisure, so Song Chi directly agreed with a smile.

Just now.

There was a sudden commotion on the first floor of Wenxiang Tea House:

"Come here, Mr. Storyteller is here."

"He finally came out, I'm impatient to wait..."

"Ah, Mr. Storyteller is very handsome today,"

"Mr. Storyteller, hurry up and start talking..."

How on earth could a storyteller win such enthusiastic cheers from the crowd at Wenxiang Tea House.

People are full of curiosity, and Song Chi is no exception.

He looked down and looked down. When he went upstairs, he didn't look carefully. It turned out that there was a small stage set up in the middle of Wenxiang teahouse, and a table was set up.

The curtain at the door of the small stage was lifted by one person, and a man with a mustache who was about 30 or [-] years old walked out of it.

Mr. Mustache was wearing a gray gown, waving a paper fan, and walking towards the set table with a radiant face.

This is the storyteller who is being shouted by everyone.

"Everyone..."

Mr. Mustache Storyteller cupped his hands towards the cheers from all around and said: "Everyone be quiet, thank you for your kindness, Mr. Wang doesn't say much, just start talking."

After the mustache storyteller finished speaking, he suddenly slapped the table with a crisp sound.

"What we want to talk about today is the story of Cao Yi, the son of the old general Cao, who was the general of the dynasty, and the story of the great general who fought against the fifth Situ, the enemy in the north. After defeating five battles, General Cao Yi led an army of 30 troops to pursue the victory... Our General Cao Yi followed his father in the northern border since he was a child. He is very familiar with the tactics of the northern border, so he naturally did it easily. They trapped the army of the Fifth Stu in the Qingliang City."

As he spoke, Mr. Storyteller with a mustache clapped Eye-catching again, then shook the paper fan with his right hand and smiled at the crowd.

"it is good!"

Suddenly there was cheers from the audience around.

Speaking here, the storyteller with a mustache was very proud, twirling his mustache and smiling slightly: "This Qingliang City, as we mentioned last time, was originally a trick set up by General Cao Yi. An empty city... The fifth Stu was trapped in Qingliang City, he was like a trapped beast, they had been out of food for more than five days, not to mention why the reinforcements were delayed, internal troubles and external aggression were overwhelming, not to mention how severe the situation was Now, sooner or later you have to raise your troops and surrender..."

The storyteller is waving the paper fan in his hand, and he cooperates with the unique storytelling method, telling a story that is lifelike and ups and downs.

Let all the listeners around me be mesmerized.

Song Chi was eating sunflower seeds in his mouth, he didn't expect that this storyteller could really speak, without panting.

In particular, even the story told by this storyteller is actually the great achievement of General Cao of the dynasty who marched and fought outside.

There were a few idle customers sitting at a table not far from Song Chi and the others, and one of them said disdainfully: "Tsk, this storyteller is too exaggerated. After such a general, how can there be such a godly person?"

"Hey."

Listener Wang Mazi: "Don't believe me, I've heard that General Cao Yi Cao is superb at archery, and even his swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. He was very heroic in killing the enemy on that battlefield. The scene scared the enemy soldiers so much that they didn't dare to approach... Alas, I, Wang Mazi, admire General Cao from the bottom of my heart."

Listener Zhao Xiaosi: "That's right, is there really such a magic? It's as if you, Wang Mazi, have seen it with your own eyes."

Listener Wang Mazi: "I... I, Wang Mazi, have never seen it before. General Cao has been fighting on the battlefield all year round. We ordinary people can see it."

"I've seen it! I've seen General Cao!"

Immediately afterwards, I don't know where it came from: "Hey, I saw it with my own eyes in the capital. I saw it with my own eyes two years ago, oh! As for the matter of the year before last, on the day when General Cao's class returned to the court, I saw it with my own eyes. I have seen General Cao's true face once on the streets of the capital."

Listener Zhao Xiaosi: "Hey! Don't stop, let's go on, what is General Cao like?"

Listener Wang Mazi scratched his head: "General Cao is so heroic, I want to marry him."

"Pooh!"

"Wang Mazi, you're already in your forties, so don't be ashamed of you!"

Hahahahahaha...the crowd roared with laughter.

【hahahahahahahahahahaha】

【Want to marry... hahaha male fans are different [laughs]】

[Excellent, the storyteller is excellent, and this uncle is also excellent]

[It's so exciting!This is completely different from what I feel when listening to cross talk! 】

[[Funny][Funny] I always wanted to ask what dynasty the anchor was in? 】

[Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah what the storyteller said is very interesting, I am moved by what the general said! 】

What Mr. Storyteller said is really good.

Song Chi grabbed another handful of melon seeds and licked them leisurely. He suddenly remembered that when a group of soldiers from his village came back last time, they seemed to have chattered about how heroic a handsome general surnamed Cao Mingyi was.

Both are surnamed Cao and named Yi.

It must be the same Cao Yi.

Dashuai Cao stared at Song Chi who was eating sunflower seeds in front of him. Seeing that he was so fascinated by the books, he leaned closer and asked in a low voice: "So my wife, you like listening to books so much?"

Song Chi turned his head and glanced at him, feeling curious: "You don't like to listen...or are you bored?"

Dashuai Cao shook his head, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "No, I like to listen too."

Song Chi looked at him amusedly, "I don't really like to listen to it, but I'm just curious about General Cao... In fact, considering how amazing the storyteller described him, he must be an experienced general. Probably similar to the old and vigorous General Huang Zhong."

After hearing this, Marshal Cao asked back with a smile on his face, "What if it is not, maybe he is a young general like the God of War Zhao Zilong?"

"You want to say that..."

Song Chi looked at Marshal Cao's serious expression, "I don't know, after all, I haven't seen him, nor have I seen him."

After Cao Dashuai listened, he narrowed his eyes and smiled.

The author has something to say:

The editor just informed me that I will enter V tomorrow on the 12th, and update [-] words!

Thank you, okay~