Chapter 6, are you annoyed? Then I always have to learn more annoying than you

I have to say that although Mu Fangjin is dark and annoying, he is a handsome man. Therefore, even if the corners of his mouth twitch, it is really pleasing to the eyes.

But Mu Fangjin was Mu Fangjin after all. He looked up and down at Xinyi. When Xinyi understood that it might be the same person a few days ago, she decisively tiptoed, but a treacherous smile appeared on Mu Fangjin's face. Then let me tell you, sir. Let's see if I'm right.

"Please speak, son."

"Sir should be surnamed Yi, right? I live in the north of the city.

He really doubted.

Xinyi became more and more sure of this and shook his head helplessly.

"What, am I wrong?"

"Guess again."

Mu Fangjin's face is really not very good-looking. How to guess this kind of thing? I can't guess."

"Then try your best to guess." Seeing this, Xinyi spread his hands and said, "If you can't guess me, it's better to guess it when you go back today and tell me." After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "I'll go first today, Mr. Mu, I'll say goodbye to you." After saying that, he pushed aside the crowd and walked towards the city gate.

Although this is barely a draw with Mu Fangjin today, she is still a little afraid when she recalls his hostile eyes today.

When Xinyi entered the door, he was bumping into Banxia and stabbling with each other. Sister, you are back. If you don't come back, I will go out to look for it. Although Banxia was only seven years old, she was like a man in the family. As she spoke, she took Xinyi's hand and went into the room and said, "Sister Lan, the eldest sister is back."

Peilan flashed out of the room and subconsciously looked into the inner room, "Why did the eldest sister come back so late, but it's worrying us so much that the next time will be earlier."

She said "Oh" perfunctorily, sat at the table and turned her head with a bitter face, "Pherland, is Pearl asleep?"

"Well, she was a little crazy today, so she went to bed early. Didn't the eldest sister have dinner? I've already called Banxia hot, and I'll bring it here.

"Well, it still doesn't work."

When Perlan saw that she looked bad, she also sat next to her and poured her a glass of water. You don't look good. Is it that things are not going well today?

It's not just not smooth, it's not smooth. As soon as she stepped out of the novice village and took the first step into the world, she first bumped into a very high-level boss named Mu Fangjin, which was unfavorable. Although this boss belongs to the polymetallic nature of losing a piece of silver after a fight, after all, he suffers a few times and faces the trouble of mass extinction from time to time.

I was entangled a lot, but Xin Yi thought that even if he told these things to his younger brothers and sisters, he would be worried about himself at most. He simply shook his head and said, "It's all a small matter. It doesn't matter... Maybe he went to set up a stall on the first day, and he was a little tired."

Perlan and Banxia next to each other looked at each other. Hearing this, it was difficult to ask again, so they went back to the house to sleep. On the contrary, Xinyi barely fell asleep after baking pancakes for half a night.

To be honest, when she got up before dawn the next day, she was also very nervous. But after a while, she struggled to pack up and put on her clothes, put her beard back on, and go out to continue her business.

Instead, she seems to have a ghost in her heart. Anyway, her feet are crooked and she is not afraid of shoes. There is always a way to deal with him when she sees the move. But that said, yesterday's influence on her still seems to be not small. Today's business is very bleak, not to mention, many of them pointed out from her stall, as if the news that she was a daughter spread quickly. Mu Fangjin also sometimes nailed to her stall, and a pair of eyes always stared at her. To put it nicely, those eyes were affectionate. To put it badly, Mu Fangjin is now like an urban manager and obviously wants to drive her away.

Xinyi sometimes saw that he was really blocking the business there, so he couldn't help looking up at him: "Son, did you guess my name or something? Why do you keep staring at it here?"

"I didn't guess..." He said indifferently, "Is it possible that you can't walk on this street?"

Mu Fangjin's skin is not thin. He really forced Xinyi to be speechless. He nodded and bowed his head to build blocks.

In this way, he was deadlocked. For three days in a row, only a few copper coins had been recorded in the account. If it went on like this, he would not be able to make ends meet, and he was forced to change his job. She felt that she really had to find a way to fight against Mu Fangjin. Not to mention whether she could give him a look, at least she had to properly improve her bleak market.

She thought about it and felt that the current situation of more onlookers and less fortune-telling was mainly questioned because of her gender. Therefore, that night, she asked Banxia to steam some steamed buns. The next morning, she took two big steamed buns in her arms before she went on the road. Although she was constantly looked at along the way, she still sat calmly in front of the stall to clean up the dust.

After a while, the number of people in the market gradually increased, and many good people who came to point out before are now whispering, and there are many suspicions of ridicule and watching the bustle. Xinyi remained calm and turned a blind eye to a few people for half an hour. When Mu Fangjin, the master, came leisurely, stood in front of her stall, looked at the bulge in her chest, and a proud and flamboyant smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. Yo, it seems that this 'sir' still has some unspeakable secrets?

"Ms. Mu, otherwise I will show you my little secret." With that, she stretched out her hand and took it out in her arms. When everyone looked surprised and almost turned her head in panic, she took out a big snow-white steamed bun.

At this time, the right chest scut in an instant.

"Look, my little, secret, secret~" Xinyi still bit the 'little secret' and said vaguely, "You can question my gender, but you must not question the way I keep food."

Zhuo Xinyi looks very nutritious. Maybe she has too many mouths to eat at home, which makes Zhuo Xinyi be forced to grow very slender. This thinness will affect her development. Therefore, Zhuo Xinyi naturally occupied the eight and nine, and his own condition was probably only A. Fearing that this plan would not work, Xinyi also specially wrapped a layer of old sheets, so that it would naturally be flatter.

But of course, others don't understand the tricks in this, but are just surprised by such strange behavior. By the way, they sigh: Whose girl would stuff steamed bread in her chest like this!?

Mu Fangjin was also stunned, staring at the collapsed piece of her chest, which was in sharp contrast to the left chest, and the steamed bun in her hand. She looked back and forth many times, and her eyes were a little stunned.

Xinyi looked up at him, bit the steamed bread in his hand heavily, chewed it, and finally swallowed it with difficulty. Finally, he wiped the corners of his mouth with the steamed bread residue in one breath. Sorry, Mr. Mu, I'm hungry because I didn't eat in the morning. Why don't I give you half of it and taste my 'little secret'?

"...no." Mu Fangjin twitched the corners of his mouth, carefully organized the wording, and then said, "But... why do you have to stuff dry food... in your chest?"

She put the steamed bun next to her mouth and tore it fiercely with her teeth, and answered with dissatisfaction: "What's wrong with stuffing the steamed bread in the chest!? How good the chest plug is. It not only looks beautiful and generous, but also keeps warm! Otherwise, what is the dry and hard one is the steamed bread!"

Seeing her talkatively, Mu Fangjin also hurriedly waved his hand, "Sir's words are reasonable, but this beautiful and generous... I really don't dare to compliment you."

She finally glanced at the prince in front of her, did not make a fuss, but nibbled a third of the big steamed bun... and stuffed it back into her chest.

Now the right chest is obviously not as round as the left side, but a pit and abrupt missing piece, which seems really weird.

"I'm full." Xin Yi calmly faced Mu Fangjin with a black face and touched his belly, explaining so.

No matter how intelligent and talented Mu Fangjin was, he did not come up with a way to deal with this situation for a while. His expression was stiff, and he barely smiled at the corners of his mouth after a few seconds, and then turned around and left without saying a word.

Xinyi tried his best to suppress the smile he was about to come out, turned into a few dry coughs, and mysteriously placed the signature on the table again, but on this day, Mu Fangjin did not appear again. Although her income is basically equal to zero today, but Fortunately, she finally won a staged victory against Mu Fangjin, the big boss, and her inner excitement naturally overflowed. But it was this complacency that made her fall down. When the stick fell, a bamboo stick was thrown out and fell to the ground. Just as Xinyi was going to pick it up, someone picked it up first. She only saw a pair of brocade boots and a very skinny hand belonging to a man.

"Oh, really, this gentleman is really predestined. Why don't you shake it and sign me to solve it?" Xinyi saw that there were no guests left and right, so he simply opened his own business, "Free, no money." Her face was full of flattery smiles, "What do you think of this gentleman?"

She looked up at the man in front of her. Although she was also handsome and had good facial features, she looked a little playful compared with Mu Fangjin.

The prince looked a little melancholy and looked gloomy, as if someone owed him ten taels of silver. Perhaps hearing that she was free, the prince's face eased slightly and handed her the bamboo stick suspiciously. That's all. Let's take this one."

Xinyi looked at the bamboo stick and was not busy untie it, but first greeted him to sit down on the low stool in front of him, and then looked at him up and down with a pair of eyes.

"What is your husband looking at?" The prince's voice seemed to be familiar, and it was not until her eyes touched the night pearl on his hair that she was secretly shocked - what a coincidence, is it possible that he is the son of He Taishou's family?

"...cough," Xinyi looked at him again, but did not dare to confirm as he had treated Mu Fangjin before. Sure enough, he still needed to trap him again. Even if he was not Mr. He, it would be good to make him say something casually. I think the prince is worried and depressed.

The man flattened his mouth and dodged his eyes. "Sir, please unsign quickly."

Xinyi reached out and touched the beard that did not exist at all, took a look at the signature, and then turned over the book and said: thirty-seven sign it.

This face is unlucky. No wonder I picked up such a signature to calculate.

"I don't know... What do you want to ask?"

He frowned and was impatiently unanswered.

Xinyi looked at a few items in the unsigned book, thought for a moment, and tried to ask, "Look at the righteousness of the prince's facial features. I think he is a person who has achieved great things. If you think the prince must come to ask about fame!"

The prince was stared and probably didn't want to ask about his reputation, but when Xinyi said that, if he didn't ask about his reputation, he would be seen as a petty man. The expression on his face stagnated, and the corners of his eyes twitched for a while, so he reluctantly raised his eyebrows and said "Oh" as a promise.

"These thirty-seven signatures are said on the unsigning book." Xinyi pointed to the old book. Seeing that the old man didn't turn his head to look at her at all, he also touched his chin awkwardly, "I'll read... um, thirty-seven... fame." She pretended to pick up the book with one hand, shook her head and read it very emotionally:

"Respect the heavens and the earth, and I have not been selected from the filial piety

Even if there is an article in the Big Dipper, how can it be as good as serving the gods"

The prince glanced at her and looked at the unsigned book, "...what do you mean?"

It's concise.