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Shu Qin was not a person who was willing to be beaten, so naturally he would not be caught without a fight, but a burst of air blasted all the people present, and Shu Qin pulled Yang Zhaohe away.

Let's not mention how the dandy woman was so angry, but Yang Zhaohe followed Shu Qin all the way outside the town, and suddenly proposed to part ways.

"Hey, you can go if you want, but... you are not afraid to meet a female like just now? Don't forget, you still have animal ears now!" Shu Qin didn't stop Yang Zhaohe, and said sharply.

"What's your purpose? I don't know you at all!" Yang Zhaohe showed vigilance, and directly questioned Shu Qin: "The nonsense you said just now is okay to fool others, but you can't hide it from me."

"Oh, I know I can't hide it from you. My goal is your...cooking skills. I heard that your cooking is very delicious, so I came here to find you!" Shu Qin held the folding fan with both hands and smiled. Said his purpose.

"Don't worry, there are many advantages to being a chef for me. I can get you any kind of ingredients. Even if you help you avenge your wives, you can do it with the Yang family. How about it, let's move your heart!" Shine, Dow.

As long as he thinks of how good Yang Zhaohe's cooking skills are in the main line of the original world, Shu Qin's saliva almost drools.

Yang Zhaohe wanted to laugh when he heard this, this man really dared to say anything big, but...he really didn't know where to go now, Shu Qin was so frank, it shouldn't hurt to give it a try, anyway, he couldn't beat Shu Qin.

"In this case, let's agree first, I will cook for you, you can't restrict my personal freedom." Yang Zhaohe said so.

"Okay! By the way, let me introduce myself. I'm Shu Qin." Shu Qin agreed.

"Yang Zhaohe."

Next, Shu Qin pulled Yang Zhaohe to Yinghe City in an instant, and went through the marriage registration, which meant that Yang Zhaohe and Shu Qin could be together naturally as Shu Qin's wife.

Yang Zhaohe looked at Shu Qin in bewilderment and managed a series of things in just half a day relying on money. He thought, this person named Shu Qin is really hiding something!

After leaving the yamen, Yang Zhaohe finally recovered his voice. He stared at Shu Qin in disbelief: "This...you have been prepared for a long time?"

Shu Qin looked smug, but did not answer Yang Zhaohe's question, but said: "Since you are already mine, then let's buy a house in this city. You are more familiar with this place. You see Let's do it!"

"..." Yang Zhaohe said, I can't answer your words!

"Don't worry about the money," Shu Qin saw Yang Zhaohe staring at him all the time, as if thinking of something, took out a large stack of bank notes from his arms, carefully took out three and handed them to Yang Zhaohe, "Come back to me if you don't have enough money." Yes! Don’t feel bad about money, there is more.”

Yang Zhaohe really didn't expect Shu Qin to be so rich, so he was not polite. He took the bank note and was about to leave. Just as he took a step, Yang Zhaohe stopped, turned to look at Shu Qin, and said, "No, you have to follow me. It's easy for me to suffer in this way."

Shu Qin raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that Yang Zhaohe's words were true, Shu Qin stepped forward and signaled Yang Zhaohe to follow him with his eyes, "Let's go, you've said that, how can I refuse?"

After that, Shu Qin and Yang Zhaohe bought a relatively quiet courtyard, and the cohabitation life of Shu Qin and Yang Zhaohe officially began.

In the first two months, Shu Qin and Yang Zhaohe basically had minor frictions, always talking and quarreling, and then slowly got used to each other, and the two got to know each other more deeply.

For example, when we first met, Yang Zhaohe thought that Shu Qin was a suave, playful young man, although from some perspectives he was indeed good.

But in the eyes of Yang Zhaohe now, Shu Qin is just a picky little bastard with a lot of bad habits and loves to pretend.

In Shu Qin's view, Yang Zhaohe is just an old lady who cares about this and that. Sometimes he wonders if he has done something wrong. Why did he bring a cook home? He obviously invited an ancestor back!

However, this ancestor's craftsmanship is really nothing to say. Thinking about it this way, Shu Qin felt that even if Yang Zhaohe was a bit wordy, overall it was still good.

Two months passed like this, and it was late autumn, and the ground in the backyard was covered with maple leaves, red as a fire.

Shu Qin sat sideways on a maple branch, holding a jug of wine, and a plate of pastries between his legs. He drank a little wine from time to time and tasted the pastries in his arms, so leisurely.

Under the tree, Yang Zhaohe was sitting at the stone table, quietly looking at the ledger presented by the butler, the sun shining on Yang Zhaohe's face through the gaps in the leaves.

The years are quiet.

In order not to be suspected of the source of the money, Yang Zhaohe suggested to Shu Qin to open a restaurant.

Needless to say, Yang Zhaohe also opened a store. Although this store is not as prosperous as Shanshan Zhai, it is passable.

In Shu Qin's words, he was bored anyway, so he just opened a restaurant to play tickets.

Yang Zhaohe gently closed the ledger, looked up at Shu Qin, who had blurred eyes, and asked curiously: "Hey, Shu Qin, we have known each other for so long, and I have never heard you talk about the past. What?"

After drinking a little too much, Shu Qin, whose nerves were a little numb, took a while to react. He pointed at himself: "Me? What did I do before time travel? Good question..."

Yang Zhaohe saw that Shu Qin was on the verge of falling, so he got up quickly in fright, and shouted to Shu Qin: "Take it easy, I told you to drink less wine, if you don't believe me, it will be fine if you accidentally fall down later."

"Don't worry, my son is wise and powerful, this height is nothing." Shu Qin yawned, and in the blink of an eye he lay on the tree again, looking down at Yang Zhaohe, "Let me tell you, I have traveled through several worlds, and I also Can't remember what I was doing in the first place... I said do you still have that green pastry? I'm done."

The topic of Shu Qin turned to cakes again, Yang Zhaohe rubbed his forehead with some headaches, and thought to himself: How did this silly child live till now?

"How long has it been since you finished eating that big dish again? Eat, eat, eat, you will know how to eat, and you won't be afraid of becoming fat! It's gone in the kitchen, you can figure it out!" Yang Zhaohe sighed helplessly, complained.

Although he complained that Shu Qin could eat, Yang Zhaohe's actions were completely opposite. He stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

While walking, he muttered: "Fortunately, I know that you are an idiot, and you have done a lot in the kitchen, otherwise I will not be free...Why did I agree to your nonsense at the beginning..."

As Yang Zhaohe walked further and further away, the complaints in his mouth gradually disappeared. Shu Qin made a face in the direction Yang Zhaohe was leaving, and showed a smug smile.

"I know you are hard-spoken and soft-hearted! How could there be no one in the kitchen, hehe." Shu Qin didn't care about Yang Zhaohe's complaints at all, anyway, he could always eat what he wanted.

Like a magic trick, Shu Qin flipped his hands over, and a fat white meat bun appeared in his hand. He took a bite of the steaming bun with enjoyment, and Shu Qin closed his eyes.

When Yang Zhaohe came back under the maple tree with a plate of hibiscus cake, he saw Shu Qin sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. Yang Zhaohe smiled and shook his head, wanting to remove the bitten bun from Shu Qin's hand.

Unexpectedly, Yang Zhaohe's hand only lightly touched Baozi, and the vigilant Shu Qin retracted his hanging hand, carefully hiding Baozi under his bosom.

Because of Shu Qin's unconscious action, the meat stuffing in the bun was squeezed out, making Shu Qin's clothes dirty.

"Really, I don't want to eat you. As for protecting food like this?" Yang Zhaohe didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Just looking at Shu Qin's actions, Yang Zhaohe could imagine how Shu Qin would react when he woke up. The rich and powerful Shu Qin might throw the clothes away because of the oil stains on his chest, and then blame Yang Zhaohe for not waking him up. It made his clothes dirty.

Putting the snacks on the stone table, Yang Zhaohe resigned himself to calling Shu Qin under the tree: "Shu Qin, wake up, don't sleep, you will catch a cold if you stay on it! Shu Qin wake up, the cakes are here!"

Shu Qin on the tree covered his ears impatiently, and said in a daze, "Don't make noise...I still want to sleep..."

After all, he fell asleep again.

Shu Qin's actions scared Yang Zhaohe into a cold sweat. He is not as capable as Shu Qin, he dared to move around while sleeping on a tree, which made people look really dangerous, but the protagonist didn't know it.

Rubbing his forehead, Yang Zhaohe didn't know if Shu Qin would be woken up, so he didn't care about it so much. He sat down again, carefully checked the numbers on the account book, and took a snack from the plate from time to time.

Things really happened as Yang Zhaohe expected, as soon as Shu Qin woke up, he found the sticky/greasy on his chest/front. After a few seconds, Shu Qin jumped off the tree and pointed at the oil stains angrily and asked Yang Zhaohe: "Why didn't you call me? How can you still wear this clothes!"

Yang Zhaohe looked back innocently, he shrugged and explained: "I called you, I don't know who told me not to quarrel, I wanted to take the bun from someone's hand, but someone was afraid that I would eat it and quickly rubbed it into his arms , is it my fault?"

"you……"

Hearing Yang Zhaohe's words, Shu Qin couldn't continue to blame Yang Zhaohe, so he tugged at the skirt of his clothes unhappily, turned and walked to his room.

"I'm going to change!" Shu Qin shouted.

"Go, go!" Yang Zhaohe couldn't help laughing when he thought of Shu Qin just now, who obviously wanted to yell at someone but forcibly held back.

Yang Zhaohe felt that he might have a kind of disease, and he actually thought that the prince's sick Shu Qin was cute.

"By the way, don't throw away the dirty clothes, they can still be worn after washing!" Yang Zhaohe shouted to Shu Qin.

"Why are you so verbose?" Shu Qin turned his head and looked at Yang Zhaohe with dissatisfaction, "You even have to take care of my clothes! Anyway, it's not bad for money, so I don't know what you can save!"

"I know you are a big local tyrant, but if you throw away a piece of clothing that is dirty, even if you have a lot of money, it won't take long..." Yang Zhaohe educated Shu Qin earnestly.

Shu Qin stared at Yang Zhaohe sadly with an expression of "I don't listen, I don't listen!", and said pitifully: "Can you change your rhetoric, it's the same every time, is it annoying? !"

Yang Zhaohe smiled and said, "Don't care about old-fashioned tricks, as long as it works. Why don't you go and change your clothes?"

Shu Qin let out a "cut", although he was dissatisfied, he still followed Yang Zhaohe's instructions and left step by step with his mouth pouting.

Back in the room, Shu Qin quickly changed into white clothes. In fact, Shu Qin preferred black clothes to white robes, but those black clothes in his closet were still not dry after being washed a few days ago.

He didn't bother to put on the clothes after taking them off, so he went to fetch the washed black clothes, but Shu Qin, who was too lazy to die, could only put on the only white clothes in the closet.

Throwing the dirty clothes to the servants, Shu Qin sat in the room depressed, but couldn't figure out why Yang Zhaohe was still wearing a pair of animal ears, why he obeyed Yang Zhaohe's words unknowingly.

"Obviously, I'm the head of the family! But why does everyone only listen to Yang Zhaohe..." Shu Qin lay down on the bed with his hands in his hands, and childishly patted the gauze curtain.

"Sure enough, it's better if I don't help Yang Zhaohe get back to the original. Anyway, it's just an extra pair of animal ears. Anyway, seeing Yang Zhaohe's appearance is quite enjoyable..." Shu Qin made up his mind, "As long as... as long as Yang Zhaohe asks me to help him Take off the animal ears, and bribe me with ten plates of snacks, and I will help..."

The author has something to say:

According to Shu Qin's character, shouldn't he be dealt with in a situation like Yang Zhaohe's to avoid future troubles?

Shu Qin [embarrassed]: If he does Yang Zhaohe, wouldn't he have to find another reliable cook?Let's wait until we find another skilled cook!

_(:з」∠)_Give Yang Zhaohe a moment of silence, the above is the reason why Shu Qin tolerated Yang Zhaohe Come on, welcome me~(￣▽￣～)~