Chapter 1914

As Bai Qing'er who has been following Zhou Ye since the age of fourteen, and until now, Bai Qing'er can naturally see her master's intentions at a glance. In fact, she feels a little difficult to hold on to herself just by imagining such a scene...but , She still resisted the surging Qing Dynasty in her heart, and whispered: "However, not today, Qing'er will have to feel the love of her master tonight, after all-once Qing'er goes back, she will not be able to go down the mountain for a year It's..."

"Tonight will definitely make you little fairy begging for mercy..."

"Hehe... Qing'er is looking forward to..."

At this time, Xiufang had already finished singing her new work... and returned to Zhou Ye's side."What does Yelang think of my song?"

"Did Xiufang sing to me just now?" Zhou Ye pretended to be silly and stunned: "Why did I only hear a woman telling me lovesickness? Alas, I am older. No, my ears don’t work..."

After hearing Zhou Ye's words, Xiufang was embarrassed and wanted to bite him...

However, after being shy, Xiufang's heart was also full of joy... After all, Zhou Ye heard her love for him...

"Yelang..."

Perhaps it was stimulated by Shang Xiufang’s Qiufeng poems. The girls worked very hard tonight, especially Bai Qinger. This night was a losing streak and losing streak, and there was quite a madness for the girls... They are also a bit crazy...

I don't know when, even the two maids, Qianqian and Ping'er, were drawn into the battle group...

The bright moon in the night sky is getting brighter... It's just that the people in the room have not rested... They are still fighting endlessly...

On the other side...

Under Du Fuwei's signal, a piece of news quickly spread throughout Liyang--

[General Manager of Liyang, Du Fuwei, want to hold a wedding ceremony for his godson and a woman... The godson doesn’t know which of the 13 Taibaos, but that woman has a man’s name-Kou Zhong

Chapter 2297

Chapter two thousand and ninety-seven

"Xiaoling, let's have another scallion pancake..."

"Ok……"

At this time, in a restaurant on the south wharf of Liyang City, a tall young man was sweating in front of a simple stove, baking bread.

All around it are guys working hard on the dock.

A few days ago, because of the war, these coolies hadn't received any work for a long time. Now that the fighting stopped, they immediately rushed to the dock, looking for work.

But fortunately, although Du Fuwei occupied Liyang, he did not block the river surface, which also made the cargo ship merchants traveling north and south to think about him.

In addition, there were too many cargo ships watching in Danyang and other places before the war, so these coolies on the wharf can be said to have endless work.,

Therefore, many people are reluctant to go home for dinner at noon, so they can simply deal with the meal in the small restaurant next to the pier.

It's just that this restaurant is really small and pitiful. The tables, chairs and benches are full of calculations, but only four or five tables, far not enough for more than a hundred coolies, so many coolies simply carried a scallion pancake and served a bowl of vegetables. Soup, squatted by the side of the road, ate it.

After the pancake boy finally baked the last scallion pancake, the hundreds of catties of pancake noodles prepared today were completely gone.

While counting the money, Zhang Lizimei, the owner of the wine shop, walked to the boy's side, and said softly: "Xiaoling, get tired, let's rest for a while, and Erya will bring us our meals later... …"

"It's okay, Uncle Zhang, I'm not tired!" The young man named Xiaoling smiled at Zhang Lap.

"Hey, Zhang Lizi, it's really your blessing that you can get a helper like Xiaoling..." A coolie squatting on the side of the road to eat joked, "If it wasn't for Xiaoling's delicious scallion pancakes, what would I say? I'm not willing to spend three big bucks on your scallion pancakes...It's so expensive..."

"Just..."

"You are here, come early, you can still eat Xiaoling's scallion pancakes, those of us who came late, don't even eat the scallion pancakes..."

"Hey, you still make a lot more money than us..."

Listening to the coolies, Zhang Lizi almost burst into laughter...

He was determined to marry his daughter to Xiaoling, and when he couldn't do anything, he let Xiaoling inherit his career and continue to work as a restaurant by the dock.

And when that Xiaoling heard those coolies, he just smiled shyly and said nothing.

At this moment, a girl with an ordinary face, carrying a bamboo, walked into the restaurant...

"Father, Xiaoling, I'm bringing you food..."

This girl is the daughter of Zhang Lizi, Er Ya...

Why is it called Erya?Because there is another sister above her, but her sister has a bad life. When she was three years old, she died early...

In fact, in the past Erya didn't have to give food to her father at all. After all, who has ever seen a restaurant who is hungry??

However, since this young boy named Xiaoling came here, the ingredients prepared in the restaurant have always been consumed early...so that Zhang Lizi and Xiaoling often go hungry, so Erya had to give them food. ...

Of course, it's not just food delivery, Erya also delivers noodles to her father...

It’s not that we can’t prepare more live noodles earlier, but now that it’s autumn, the weather is still hot. In such hot weather, if the noodles are left there too early for too long, it will be sour...

"Sister Erya, you are here..." Seeing Erya's arrival, Xiaoling hurried forward and caught Zhu Lou behind Erya...

Don't look down on the bamboo, but the weight is not light. In addition to lunch for Xiaoling and Zhang Cripple, there are more than 30 catties of live dough.

After Xiaoling helped Erya take down the bamboo behind her, first put the dough inside into the big tank placed in the restaurant, and put it away...

Under the big tank is half a tank of cool river water, separated by wooden boards in the middle, and the dough is placed on the wooden boards. This is a simple small refrigerator to ensure that the dough can be stored for a longer time in such hot weather...

After Xiaoling put the dough, Zhang Lizi had already brought out the lunch in Zhulou...

Although the lunch is simple, it is also rich...

A plate of fried bacon, a plate of steamed fish, plus a plate of roasted seasonal vegetables...and a large pot of rice.

"Girl, where's my wine?" Zhang Cripps looked at his daughter eagerly...

"Don't drink too much..."

"I see, it won't be a mistake!"

Hearing her father's assurance, Er Ya took out a small gourd from the cloth bag hanging around her waist and handed it to Zhang Lizi.

"Hey...this is my good girl!" Zhang Lizi praised his daughter, and said to the busy Xiaoling: "Come on, Xiaoling, take a drink with me..."

"Don't persuade Xiaoling to drink..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned by his own daughter...

"Uncle Zhang, I don't drink..." Xiaoling said with a smile.

"Oh, really, why doesn't Xiaoling love to drink? This is one of the great joys of life!" Zhang Lizi said regretfully, while taking a bite at the wine gourd... and then closed his eyes, with endless aftertaste. appearance……

At this time, Er Ya had also used the pottery bowls in the restaurant to serve Xiaoling rice, "Don't listen to my father's nonsense, if it weren't for his drinking, how could he break a leg..."