"Well, you never want to find an's whereabouts?" Yu se took a white look at Mo Jingyao and gave him another look.
Mo Jingyao directly changed the topic, "I'm going to cut the fruit. What kind of snacks do you want?"
"Can you make snacks?" The eyes of metaphor are bright.
"I'll do it."
If you think about it, even if you haven't done it, but as long as Mo Jingyao wants to do it, there is nothing he can't do.
Even if it is the first time to do it, or in the absence of any guidance, he can do very decent, very similar to the matter, "yes."
She looked down at her small body, in any case, how to eat is not fat, a height of 16, only 90 Jin, she is not afraid to eat more, afraid not to eat more, eat not fat.
"Wait." Mo Jingyao said, and he really went to make snacks.
"Hello, you don't have to go to work?" Yu se was a little embarrassed, so she felt that he had trapped Mo Jingyao in this apartment with him. Where he was still the president of the Mohist group, he had a proper servant.
"No
"Mo Jingyao, in fact, I can take care of myself. If you have a job, you can do it. If I want to eat snacks, I can order takeout by myself. You don't have to do it yourself."
"I like to make it for you myself."
With this sentence, the figure of the man has floated into the room and disappeared in a twinkling of an eye.
Yu se didn't take it seriously. She didn't want to move when she was in the sun. She was so comfortable that she didn't want to move.
Brush the mobile phone, also be brush brush randomly, brush news first, brush picture next.
The pictures she painted are all pictures of ancient characters unearthed from the archaeological site.
These ancient characters contain the production and life records of that era.
There are also some small prescriptions about medical skills.
It's just a few.
Pay special attention to it.
Since I came back to T city and met Ann Ma, she has recently fallen in love with this brush.
Occasionally, I can find a small prescription from the pictures of ancient Chinese characters, and then write it in my mind.
Without Mo Jingyao's jade, she can only rely on herself to enrich her medical skills.
However, the pictures she painted online are very small, and the people who pay attention to them are also very few.
So it's hard to find that kind of picture.
After all, those pictures were sent out by very professional archaeologists.
What's more, it's only with the permission of the state.
So, it's really small.
She has been looking at it for a few days and has come across several practical prescriptions.
The rise of watching these days even wants her to participate in archaeological work.
Then, applying the medical prescriptions to modern society can be regarded as a kind of feedback to the state and society.
Unfortunately, she studied medicine.
Archaeology is not popular in modern times.
Moreover, the general entrance examination of ancient boys will be more.
After all, a girl like her is timid, let alone go to those ancient tombs to dig, that is, when she goes to the hospital or meets a dead person on the road, she will be scared to hide far and wide.
In fact, she used to be afraid of it, but she was not afraid of it since she understood the art of medicine.
Birth, aging, disease and death are the normal cycle of life.
Recently, I have been interested in archaeology.
Looking at it, Yu se opened up the new group of NTU, "does Nantah have archaeology?"
Her second major in University, she wants to apply for Gu.
Even if it's a hobby.
If you have the opportunity to participate in it, you will feel the profound and profound ancient Chinese culture.
She did not have the opportunity to enter the sites where ancient tombs were developed. She thought it would be good for her to know more experts in this field and get more knowledge of ancient medicine.
When this one is finished, the crowd is quiet.
Before noon, the students are in military training, metaphor is not urgent, continue to brush the pictures in the mobile phone.
A dish of fruit was placed on the table beside me.
The beautiful fork forked up a mango and fed it to the figurative lip, "fruit after dinner."
Yu se took the fork. "I'll do it myself. You're busy."
"Good." Mo Jingyao turns around and enters the room again, just like a super servant.
However, no one can afford to hire a servant.
I can't afford to pay.
Yu se even ate two pieces, and felt that the taste was much better than what she bought in the shop outside. The honey and fruit used by this man are absolutely the best.
I couldn't help but take a picture of a fruit fish and sent a friend picture, "do you want to use a servant? One hundred and a hundred days. "
After sending, the post was quiet, and the students who knew each other were all in military training, and no one paid attention to her.
The metaphor continued to look at the picture, while eating fruit fish.Looking at nearly noon, she opened the circle of friends, only to find that her post has been dozens of messages.
"Use it, I will pay you, or I will not talk about it."
"Wuwu, can you tell me a price, ten yuan a day ok?"
"I give full marks to the fruits made by the servant, and I have appetite when I look at it."
"The maid, the maid is free from talking. The maid can think about it, but if I can make a million a day, is it feasible?"
"Ah, I'm pink. The fruit looks delicious."
……
After several dozen, Yu color was attracted by a message.
"Little lady, are you going to pay? Can I collect it for the president? "
It is Lujiang's message, which means he receives a million salary from Mo Jingyao today.
The metaphor directly replied, "it is not the fruit you make, roll."
"I roll round, not only fruit, other, little lady slowly enjoy."
The words "other" make the metaphor flash not the snack or the meal cooked by Mo Jingyao, but the Mo Jing Yao He is a man
Well, Mo Jingyao seems to enjoy him slowly
The symbol blushed at the bar and got dazzled.
Then a plate of dessert was placed beside.
Turning around, there were black forest, tiramisu, mousse, durian thousand stories
Each piece is beautiful and looks delicious.
The metaphor fork up an entrance with hands, the entrance is a sense of change, which is delicious, "Mo Jing Yao, which store sent out? I'll choose this next time. "
Ask remember, next time she saves time, just click it.
"A hundred days' maid shop." As a result, Yu se asked, and listened to the man's slow and orderly talk.
When Mo Jingyao opened, Yu Shi was just crossing a thousand layers of durian on the way to the entrance. When his mouth was slightly open, she petrified her sentence.
He was stunned and looked at the cake in front of him, even if only looking at the appearance, he was very professional and could not pick out a few flaws.