176 Teacher Appreciation Banquet

If it hadn't been for Qian Yumo pulling her, the driver's whip would have swept over her face.

Qian Yumo shook his fan, and although his hair was also stained with grass sticks, he smiled happily: "It's Hui's carriage and horse..."

"I'm here to deliver cotton." Hu Lun made up for a sentence and spit out the dust in his mouth.

"Gend cotton?"

Luo Wen'er is a little strange. At the speed just now, I'm afraid that this convoy is as long as three trains. If it's all cotton, how much should it cost? Does Endless need a lot of cotton? If so, will the price of the fabric be incredibly low?

Unconsciously, she is used to linking everything to the economy.

Qian Yumo saw her mind, shook the fan, and slowly walked to the front.

"Wuya doesn't need so much cotton. These cottons are... used to burn."

"Burn?"

Luo Wener is even more puzzled. Even if the national strength is strong, it won't be so ruined, right?

"Our king likes to listen to the sound of burning cotton..." Hu Lun hurriedly followed, which was extremely meaningful.

Qian Yumo laughed.

Luo Wener frowned. What is this habit? Is there anything special about the sound of burning cotton? However, thinking of the "an inch of gold" in the palace... This lord is really extravagant and wasteful and unreal!

"For this reason, we have to spend a lot of money to buy a large amount of cotton from Hui every year. This is the first batch this year. There will be more tomorrow, at least half a month..." Hu Lun is proud, as if he is showing off his boundless wealth.

Luo Wener disdained it and asked casually, "If you want to provide your king with profliance, doesn't Hui have to plant cotton everywhere?"

"Isn't it? Who makes Hui the most suitable for growing cotton? Hu Lun just answered unintentionally.

Luo Wen'er suddenly stopped.

"Cloud, what's wrong?" Qian Yumo turned his head and stopped slightly.

Luo Wener frowned slightly and slowly stepped forward: "If you really use all the land to grow cotton, what will the people eat?" If the weather is smooth, you can buy rice grain with the money obtained from selling cotton, but if it is a natural disaster... Even if other vassal states do not fall into the well, once they refuse to sell them grain, isn't it..."

Hu Lun suddenly changed his face. Seeing her walk over, he couldn't help but drag the master's sleeve desperately.

Qian Yumo did not move, and his eyes became deeper and deeper. He stared at the contemplative back in front of him, and the smile on the corners of his lips became deeper and deeper.

"...If you have money, it's easy to say, but how many people who are rich and powerful will take into account the lives of the people?" After sighing, he suddenly felt something wrong and turned around: "Well, why are you standing there? Don't you want to go back?"

Qian Yumo smiled, shook the fan, and walked slowly.

At sunset, he pulled his shadow long and moved it to her feet little by little.

Luo Wen'er raised her head and looked into the narrow phoenix eyes.

There is no evil charm at the bottom of the eyes, only a deep smile, against the glow all over the body, warm and unparalleled.

My heart jumped for no reason, and I hurriedly lowered my eyes, but I heard him say, "After learning for so long, it seems that I can become a teacher. So, do you want to set up a teacher's banquet?"

When I heard the "master", I was secretly happy.

It's not that she didn't understand that Qian Yumo took her around during this period, but she did teach her a lot of things. Although it often hit her, the words were bead, which made her understand a lot. Speaking from the bottom of her heart, she was grateful and thought about how to thank him.

Seeing that he always fanned his hand, she planned to make a knot for him. Although it's not worth much... The key is that she doesn't have money, but Qian Yumo wants to mention some "thank-you banquet" now...

She frowned and said, "You don't know, I..."

"No need to spend..."

Is there such a good thing? Does the iron rooster grow hair?

Luo Wen'er immediately raised her eyes, but saw him smile slightly. The bottom of her eyes seemed to be in the sunset glow, and the water was sparkling and shining.

"I remember you said that you would make something better than dumplings..."

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Hu Lun simply looked at his master with some contempt. Just because Luo Wener mentioned a "bun" or was going to make it specially for "Brother Xue Lang", the master was thinking about it. First, he made Lang Hao invisible, so that he could not eat it, but this time he brought it up. It's just a steamed bun, and the master is too...

However, looking at the master again, he sat at the table in a snow coat, shaking the fan as if nothing had happened, looking at ease.

Look at the door again... I don't know where Lang Hao has hidden. I just hope that he will not drop his saliva on the plate when everyone eats. The serious man is actually just a foodie.

Imagining Lang Hao's pain and recalling his usual "bullying" of himself, which is simply very pleasant to be unhumane in some things.

But soon, Hu Lun couldn't be happy.

With a happy cry, the gold-patterned brocade curtain flashed, and several cats and dogs rushed out. One of the big yellow dogs rushed out and sat next to Hu Lun and smelled the plate in front of him with a wet nose, "Wow..."

"Go down!" Hu Lun waved his sleeves.

The yellow dog jumped down reluctantly and said "Wang" to Hu Lun's dissatisfaction.

The cat is very civilized. It sits around Qian Yumo's feet, whispered and gently, and narrowed its eyes, as if smiling. Qian Yumo picked up one and took the dried meat to tease it.

"Master, look, look..."

The other puppy was biting Hu Lun's shoes and shaking his head. Hu Lun could only shake his feet angrily, but finally got his shoes and ran all over the house.

These cats and dogs were "rescued" by Luo Wener when they were wandering outside during this period.

This is the thing.

On that day, they went out of the city for the first time, because they heard that there was a pub in Qin Village that brewed new wine, which was extremely mellow, and the nobles in the capital went there admiration.

After leaving the pub, the naughty puppy followed them all the time.

After returning several times, Luo Wener concluded that it was a stray dog, so she planned to take it back.

He disagrees, because he is the most annoying thing when he is young. I don't know why they will scream when they see him.

But the master didn't say anything, and he couldn't give orders.

He found that the master seemed to be more and more indulgent in Luo Wen'er now.

The result was good, but I don't know whether it was because the master was too tolerant or the puppy's "dog fate" was too good. Along the way, Luo Wener collected a lot of cats and dogs. Later, she only needed to see an animal and said that it was stray.

During this period, he even added a pig, but he didn't go far. The owner of the pig chased him and almost sued them for abduction.

But other cats and dogs have never claimed it, so they brought these furry things back.

As a result, the yard exploded.

Among the eight flowers, except Wanying, they are all afraid of these things. Although they all carry unique skills, as soon as they see them enter the hospital, it is like a group of chickens seeing hungry wolves falling from the sky, screaming and flying away with wings. Wanying patted the head of the big yellow dog with a smile.

So in addition to sleeping, Wanying had another fun.

And these things are not inside or outside, and they are also very punctual. As soon as dinner time comes, they appear in Pufang Hall and wait for the meal.

And with them, except for Wanying's other seven flowers, they refused to appear. Even if they disappeared, they could always be found by this group of guys, which made him have to doubt whether Luo Wener had any other plans to get these things back.

However, now, he doubts that the master allowed Luo Wener to get these things back. Does he want them to push the flowers far away so that he can be alone with Luo Wener? So...

Wanying has no heart and lungs. In addition to sleeping and playing, she is busy in the kitchen with Luo Wener. If so, there is only...

He stared at his master and fangled.

Anyway, he is sure to eat this steamed bun! Didn't the master say that he would not be "smart"? He must not be smart today!

"Eun son, son..."

Wanying rushed out in surprise, holding a bowl in her hand, with a round and pleated thing in the bowl, which was steaming hot and could smell the fragrance from afar, causing the group of furry things to surround her.

"It was so big when I just put it in, but now it's so big..."

Wanying drew with the steamed bun and was very excited.

Hu Lun thought that this was going to be dedicated to his master. Unexpectedly, Wanying finished the comparison and took a bite.

He obviously looked at the master's shaking fan and stopped... After that, he successfully squeezed Lang Hao, who wanted to be the first person to eat steamed buns, and this time it was good...

Wanying, you are heartless, do you know how important this steamed bun is to the master?

Seeing that Wanying stuffed the whole steamed bun into her mouth, she whined vaguely: "Miss Luo said that she would make bean paste buns for me later... Make it for me specially. Don't grab it..."

Who should not rob? Master? Me? Or cats and dogs?

Wanying, aren't you too unruly?

Seeing Wanying turn around and get into the door curtain again, Hu Lun suddenly rolled her arms and sleeves to rush in, but was stopped by the fan.

The master was staring at the curtain for a moment, and the corners of his lips were tightly squeezed, which was not his usual leisurely appearance.

He knew that he must be competing with the man inside again.

Alas, why is the master sometimes like a child? Isn't it just a steamed bun? What can you do if you eat first and then?

Alas, if you take others seriously, they may not care about you.

Oh, Luo Wener, the master is serious. I see what you're going to do this time!

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In a short time, the big table of Baimu Eight Immortals was filled with vegetables and meat, which was very attractive.

Hu Lun's eyes fell on that plate of steamed buns... Like mountain bags, some are fat, some are thin, but uniformly folded. The folds are extremely uniform, just like the pleated skirt worn by a woman, and it is a special plate, neatly sized in a circle, and a small fruit is embedded in the middle of the skirt waist, as if the white snow is holding a red plum, and the red plum reflects the white snow, which is very tight.