Salted Fish Demon Zun refuses to work overtime [Transmigration Book]

Silence permeated the study for a long time, and the three little devils looked at Changqing eagerly and blinked.

The expression on Changqing's face changed again and again, and finally returned to calm. He turned his head to look at the little devil, and handed the antelope horns in his hand to the little devil in charge, "You guys go back and think about it, come back tomorrow morning, and let you know Tell me everything about the location of the transaction and the contact person."

The little devils took a look suspiciously, the dissatisfaction on their faces increased, the one at the head was even more silent, and he reached out to take it with a slap, and immediately blurted out: "The deputy suzerain will never want to break up my three brothers. Get rich."

Chang Qing sneered, "Don't wrong me, besides, your fortune is not right."

The little devil's face changed slightly, "My brothers have worked hard to hunt, why is it wrong?"

The long smile was even worse, and he stretched out his index finger and shook in front of the three of them, "Don't pretend to be confused with me, no one in the sect knows that the back mountain and the front mountain, which one is not the territory of the lord? What's more, the lord is still in the front There are limits set in the gate rules."

The little devil said nothing.

Changqing only continued: "Don't worry, if the lord wants to pursue it, he must have said it early in the morning. He just wanted to find a way to make money for the sect. The more information you provide, the greater the credit. How can we miss you in time?"

The little devils were making their own calculations, but in the end they were a little hesitant, and they didn't care about their long-term feelings. They turned around and walked out, and suddenly turned back and said: "If you don't want to go, remember to close the door later."

These one or two are really reassuring them, no, rather than reassuring, it is better to say that there is no threat, the leader of the little devil gritted his teeth, and asked his brothers to follow after a few steps.

Changqing watched the three little demons leave the sect and head to the back mountain, and turned back with a smile to continue walking towards Mo Motang's yard.

He has something to confirm with Mo Motang first.

Unexpectedly, Mo Motang was not in the courtyard, nor in the house, when Changqing was puzzled, he saw a little devil passing by, he quickly stopped and asked, "Where did the Lord go?"

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Mo Motang teleported directly to Song Bai's yard.

At this moment, Song Bai was kicking him out of the kitchen, so he could only obediently sit at the table beside him, sniffing the faint fragrance in the air, his hands and feet were so nervous that his hands and feet felt cold.

That's right, this was his first meal since he came here, and Song Bai made it for him after getting off work early.

This body has long been bigu, and he has no obsession with eating, and he hasn't eaten a single meal for half a month.

The fairy fruit snacks made him eat a lot.

Mo Motang originally thought that he would continue like this forever, but he didn't know that when he was tossing about the new door rules in the afternoon, Song Bai sent him an invitation at the end of the communication talisman, saying that he would cook in person tonight, and promised to be more delicious than anyone else.

After hesitating for a long time, Mo Motang still agreed.

In his previous life, his family relationship was bleak, and he was always envious when he saw the family having a lively meal when he was free, but when it came time to eat with the elders, he was so nervous that he was at a loss what to do, so the closer to the end of get off work, the more difficult it was.

It's better to say that the long love appeared at the right time, which relieved his mood a lot.

If I had known earlier, I should have brought my long-term love with me.

And Mijiu, he shouldn't have been let go back then.

The three little devils brought by the long love are also good-looking.

Shen Motang took a deep breath, heard the sound of dishes colliding lightly, stood up quickly and approached the kitchen, and sure enough Song Bai lifted the curtain and came out, saw him and smiled knowingly: "Can't wait?"

Mo Motang smiled embarrassedly, and didn't dare to tell the truth, so he made a fool of it, and reached out to pick up the plate in Song Bai's hand.

Song Bai dodged it lightly, then pouted back, "Go and get those."

Mo Motang had no choice but to go into the kitchen to get it.

Song Bai really put in a lot of effort, and the table was full of various dishes. There were more than a dozen soup bowls and dishes alone, and the portions were huge. He was so shocked that Mo Motang asked several times, "It's just the two of them. " "Is there really no one else?"

But it turned out that there were really only two of them.

While Shen Motang was nervous, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

In the past, Mo Motang was afraid that Song Bai would not be happy eating alone, and the little devils he chose to take care of Song Bai's meals were not bigu-able, so they could eat with him.

Because of this, Song Bai had a certain degree of misunderstanding about the appetite of the devils.

Well, maybe more than a certain degree.

Mo Motang watched helplessly as Song Bai pushed him away from the rice bowl with his body, took a white porcelain bowl to serve him rice, picked up a spoon and dropped it with a big shovel, and simply filled his bowl to the brim.

He thought this was the end, and was about to reach out to pick it up, but Song Bai raised the spoon again and pressed the rice into the bowl with great effort.

Mo Motang was almost stupid on the spot, and quickly said: "Enough is enough." He reached out to grab the bowl in Song Bai's hand.

Song Bai pushed him away with his elbow, and only said: "How can this be enough, baby, you can rest assured, it will definitely be enough."

Immediately afterwards, he scooped up two more spoonfuls, successfully piled up a mountain of rice in that big bowl, and it was still the kind that was too heavy.

The white porcelain bowl was almost overwhelmed and cracked.

Shen Shentang's breathing was stagnant, and he reached out to take it under Song Bai's reminder, his hands were shaking.

He raised his eyes to look at Song Bai again, his tone unconsciously showing a little weakness, and he was on the verge of speaking: "I, I can't finish eating."

If there are others present at this moment, they will definitely doubt their own eyes and ears.

You told me this is their demon king?

Show weakness?Or with an ordinary human?

Outrageous!

Mo Motang also felt that it was outrageous, the tip of the rice that came out was as high as a bowl, the old man really saved space, and he packed two bowls of rice into one bowl for him.

But Song Bai didn't think so, he didn't pay attention to his words at all, let alone noticed the subtle changes in his tone, without raising his eyes, he put a wooden spoon of rice in front of him, "Don't worry, baby, Enough, hurry up and taste if it suits your appetite."

This this……

It seemed that he had to finish eating if he could finish it today, and he had to finish eating if he couldn't finish it.

Mo Motang struggled to pick up the chopsticks, looked at the table full of dishes specially prepared for him, felt a little sour for no reason while being embarrassed.

He couldn't tell if he was happy or sad, or more straightforwardly moved, he couldn't figure it out, so he had to shift his attention to the dishes on the table.

They are all home-cooked dishes, such as roast chicken, roast duck, stewed pork ribs, soft tofu with vegetables, potatoes, meat and vegetables, and they are all delicious.

So fragrant that I don't know which one to eat first.

Gently moving his nose and sniffing, the strangeness in Shen Motang's heart was not relieved, and his eyes began to heat up.

It smells really good.

Tastier than anything he's ever eaten.

Song Bai looked at him a few times, a smile spread all over his face unconsciously, and said with emotion that Mo Mo's formality was no less than when he was taken by his parents to visit strange relatives when he was young.

Thinking about it, Song Bai took out an empty bowl from beside him and put it in front of him, picked up a chopstick and put braised pork ribs into the empty bowl, chicken legs and duck legs and a little green vegetables, and quickly piled up the empty bowls It's as high as a mountain of rice.

Mo Motang was dumbfounded.

Is this what it feels like to eat with elders?

Really sweet burden.

The burden of billions of points.

The tears in Shen Motang's eyes instantly changed their meaning, and he suppressed a thank you, and under Song Bai's loving gaze, he poked a small piece of ribs and put them in his mouth. The saltiness is just right, and the harmony between the spices is also very natural.

Very tasty.

Just as delicious as it smells.

That's right, it's a little spicy.

Okay, stop pretending, it’s so spicy, woo woo woo.

Obviously, you can't see a few peppers and you can't smell anything.

Mo Motang couldn't hold back and poked a big mouthful of rice with his chopsticks.

Song Bai still couldn't hold back a small question.

Shen Motang raised his head, the moisture in his purple eyes had not faded, his eye sockets were slightly red, and he looked a little pitiful for a while.

Song Bai was looking at the chopsticks in his hand, and when he saw his head raised and moved to his face, he suddenly panicked when he saw it, showing a bit of surprise.

"What, what's wrong? Is it hot or choking?"

As he spoke, he hurriedly poured water for him, and was so flustered that he couldn't even pour the glass.

Shocked, Shen Motang quickly stood up and grabbed the kettle in Song Bai's hand.

It doesn't matter if it's the pepper or not, it's a big problem if Song Bai gets burned.

Song Bai looked at him suspiciously, and asked again: "Don't you want to drink? How about I go get the wine?"

Mo Motang just wanted to say no, but after hearing it, he felt that it was okay. He just wanted to talk, but there was still rice in his mouth, so he quickly chewed and swallowed the food in his mouth, "Just tell me where it is, and I'll go get it." .”

So Mo Motang successfully harvested a small altar of aged wine.

This kind of tossing made him return to a somewhat normal state of mind, and he happily poked the rice with his chopsticks again. Song Bai watched silently for a while, but he also imitated Shen Tang's way of poking, but did not poke.

Shen Mo Tang glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "I don't know how to use chopsticks very much."

Seeing that he was exposed, Song Bai immediately expressed a little apology, "It's not useful, let's not talk about it, is it delicious?"

Mo Motang nodded quickly, and something seemed to come out of his heart, sour and swollen, he just wanted to urge him to tears, and it finally faded after a long while, only two words: "Delicious."

Song Bai smiled, and no longer cared about the way Shen Motang held the chopsticks, he took two mouthfuls of rice and said suddenly: "I heard from Changqing."

Silently paused, "What did you say?"

Song Bai hesitated, "The day I got sick, did I say something that shouldn't be said?"

Mo Motang thought about it for a while, and soon remembered those two identical conversations, yes, exactly the same, even the order of the conversations did not change.

That was quite astonishing.

Almost did not scare to death the circle of people present.

But everyone knows the whole story, so no one should take it to heart... right?

Mo Motang thought of the long love and Mieny who were excluded from the "good-looking", especially Mieny. Zhao Wan was there that day. Mutter.

But at least, Zhu Yuansi and Zhao Wan probably wouldn't take it to heart.

So Mo Motang shook his head, "It's okay, everyone knows the situation and won't care. Besides, I'm probably not the first one to tell you this. Did Changqing also say something similar to you?"

Song Bai nodded slowly, "It's just..."

Sure enough, I still don't worry.

Mo Motang took a sip of the aged wine, raised his glass to respect Song Bai, and said, "Go and ask, whether it's a long relationship, seeking jealousy, or the little devil who was there that day, go and ask."

"And Zhu Yuansi and Zhaowan, they will come again."

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