Chapter 972

"Here comes the mashed garlic!" Pang Yi happily pushes the door open and comes in. He doesn't realize that the atmosphere in the room is a little weird. He happily puts the garlic on the table and introduces it to Kong Wenmin. "I'll tell you, Dagong, I've eaten so many years of dumplings. It's the best garlic made by my wife. Haven't you ever eaten it before? Come on, have a taste. Hurry up! "

"I I'm full! Sir and madam! Farewell, my subordinates! " Kong Wenmin's chopsticks timidly reached out to the bowl of garlic paste. However, with the fierce eyes of the beautiful buds, he was so busy that he put down his chopsticks and quickly got up. Without saying anything, he slipped away.

"Madam, isn't it What's the matter? " Pang Yi, even though he was still slow, realized something was wrong. He looked at Zhong Mingwei, who had been silent all the time, and then looked at Meiya. As he put down his chopsticks, he stammered and said, "madam, how What's going on here? "

"It's nothing. Keep eating your dumplings. It's going to be cold," Meiya said to Pang Yiyi with a pleasant face. "If it's not enough, I'll cook it for you."

Pang Yi did not dare to eat. He looked at Meiya's warm face. His heart was all in a sudden state. He was so busy that he waved Meiya and stood up. "Madam, I'm full. It's not early. I'll go back to the front yard. You and I will have a rest earlier."

"Don't worry. I want to ask you something else." Meiya still smiled, patted the table with her tender hand, and said to Pang, "sit down."

Pang Yi smiled stiffly, then sat down quietly and looked at Meiya nervously: "madam, if you have anything, just give me orders."

"It's no big deal. I think you misunderstand me a little. I always think I'm a poor and stingy boss. So I never talk about things like using money at home. In fact, it's nothing. Now I'm from the princess of yipinjun. Isn't it difficult to be a small family like before?" Meiya looks at Pang Yi with a smile, gouges out Zhong Mingwei again, and stops Zhong Mingwei's intention of gesturing for Pang Yi in time. Meiya looks at Zhong Mingwei and smiles awkwardly at him. Meiya gouges out his eyes, and then goes on with Pang Yi, "for example, if you want to buy the flying flower tower, you don't have to hide it from me. Isn't it 500000 Liang silver? We can't afford it. "

"Madame, not half a million!" Pang Yi was so busy that he waved his hand. "It's only four hundred and twenty thousand!"

"Four hundred and twenty thousand?" Meiya coldly led her lips and looked at Zhong Mingwei. "Really?"

Zhong Mingwei's face was instantly loveless: " Cough, how can I hear you say it's only 200000 yuan? "

"Oh It may be that my subordinates have made a mistake, "Pang Yideng understood it and said," it's the way of Meiya. I'm busy to mend it. "Madam, you know that my subordinates' brain is always not smart, and they can't remember the numbers..."

"Well, it's true that a few hundred thousand small numbers can't get into the eyes of a great general," Meiya wrote lightly. "Since a huge general can't remember the numbers, I'm the only one who has come to post them in person. Now we don't have to be in ningguta before. We can't care about anything. Once we get in and out, I'll be a princess, Otherwise, it's just a bad reputation. It's not like it's dragging your prince's back. Pang Yi, do you think so? "

"Madam, I'm wrong." next second, Pang Yi "poops" and kneels next to Meiya. His eyes droop and he says, "Madam blames me for being a habitual loser. I don't know how to bargain with others. Madam, please punish me!"