Chapter 258

"It's normal to throw it into the back mountain or deduct the salary and food in my hall. Over time, I learned the unique skill of baking rabbits. How about it? Is it OK?"

Originally, mu Zhihuan was very melancholy. She didn't expect Gu Mingxuan to have such a past when she was a child.

The feeling in his heart was just raised, and he was called back by the question behind Gu Mingxuan.

Mu Zhihuan also knew that she didn't want to worry about herself, so she picked up the sleepy little muhuan who was yawning, waved to Gu Mingxuan, then pinched her throat and learned the child's tone: "well, the rabbit baked by my father is the most fragrant, and my mother and I like it very much!"

Looking at mu Zhihuan's ancient and strange appearance, Gu Mingxuan hooked his lips and held them in his arms: "is it calmer now?"

Feeling Gu Mingxuan's temperature and hearing him ask, mu Zhihuan suddenly realized that he was worried about himself, so he took himself out to relax.

Rubbed on Gu Mingxuan's shoulder, mu Zhihuan's voice with a trace of smile: "well, I may be a little impatient. Our marriage was hosted by the queen, so I didn't know it was such a troublesome thing to get married."

"The more I know I have to prepare, the more nervous I am. I'm afraid I'll screw up Wu Miao's once-in-a-lifetime wedding banquet, so I'm too nervous to worry."

Gu Mingxuan tightly hugged mu Zhihuan and Gu muhuan's arms: "it doesn't matter. You let go and do it. There's me. How can you fail."

Listening to Gu Mingxuan's voice, mu Zhihuan's impatience really dissipated magically, as if it had never been before.

When the atmosphere was warm, the awakened little muhuan suddenly giggled, which set off the originally beautiful atmosphere even better.

Mu Zhihuan raised her eyes and Gu Mingxuan looked at each other. Their eyes were all tenderness for each other.

After this rabbit roasting incident, Wu Miao obviously felt that mu Zhihuan became more calm in the face of danger.

For example, my wedding dress xiuniang suddenly lost one. Because the embroiderer of the wedding dress has special needs and special skills, I'm afraid it's not so easy to find someone to replace the embroiderer.

After Wu Miao knew this, she became nervous. Recently, mu Zhihuan's anxiety was all in her heart. If such a thing happened again, mu Zhihuan would be more anxious.

But Wu Miao didn't expect that mu Zhihuan had already solved the problem before he could find the steps for mu Zhihuan without any trace.

Wu Miao looked at the scene in front of her suspiciously. Around the textile factory, there are many entertainment facilities for people's entertainment. It's not. These embroidery women are all buried in embroidery. The scene is like a brothel.

So Wu Miao wondered, "what does this... Mean?"

Mu Zhihuan said with a very indifferent look: "it's called the combination of work and rest. You can't always let people work and don't let others rest. After all, I'm not pickpocketing."

With that, mu Zhihuan also took Wu Miao to see her wedding dress. The embroidery process was almost finished, but didn't she hear what happened to an embroiderer? What do you think of the current situation? The progress has not decreased, but increased rapidly?

As if she knew what she was thinking, mu Zhihuan let Wu Miao get close to the embroidered women: "the original weaving show method of embroidered women was to show from morning to afternoon. This time line is too long."

"When the embroidered women's body reaches the afternoon, they can obviously feel that their show speed is much slower, and the embroidered women always get up and rest and stand for a while, so as to relieve the pain in the waist."

"So later, I changed my way and let the xiuniangs be divided into two pairs. One pair of men and horses showed in the morning and the other in the afternoon. In this way, although the xiuniangs were separated."

"But the work efficiency goes up. In the afternoon, the embroidery women are also very energetic, so they can show your wedding clothes more attentively. Therefore, the lack of an embroidery woman does not have a great impact on the process of your wedding clothes embroidery."

Wu Miao looked at mu Zhihuan with admiration: "I didn't expect you to do preventive measures in advance."

Mu Zhihuan is not a preventive measure, but simply feels that he wants to speed up the efficiency.

However, she can see from Wu Miao's actions that Wu Miao already knew her recent anxiety, so she rushed over as soon as she heard that something had happened to Xiufang.

She took Wu Miao's hand: "I know you always have no desire for these things, but you were called to this strange place by me, so I want to give you a perfect wedding."

Wu Miao's eyes were slightly red: "I know, but it's also my own choice to come here. It's my will to be with Shen Zhiqiu, so you don't have guilt or pressure. Even if it weren't for you, I couldn't have known Shen Zhiqiu. I'm very grateful that you can do this for me."

Mu Zhihuan pinched Wu Miao's delicate face; "How can there be no pressure to make you the happiest woman in the whole annihilation city except me."

Wu Miao was helpless: "your ambition is really big."

Mu Zhihuan smiled: "that's natural, because you are my best friend. I want you to be happy."

Listening to Mu Zhihuan's serious and shy words, Wu Miao's ear tip was red: "in my heart, it's actually more important than friends. You're the benefactor who has redeemed me many times."

Mu Zhihuan knew that Wu Miao's mind was very heavy. He deliberately pretended to be stimulated and gave a cold shiver: "you are not ashamed. Who is your benefactor? We are good friends. We are talking nonsense. I turned my face."

"Good good ~ good friend" Wu Miao can only learn from her, but in her heart, she does put mu Zhihuan in a position that others can't reach.

Back from Xiufang, mu Zhihuan took Wu Miao to buy men's clothes, and then they went to the brothel.

Wu Miao shook his hands, feet and eyes nervously. He didn't know where to put it. He could only carefully pull Mu Zhihuan's sleeve, and then asked curiously, "what are we doing?"

Mu Zhihuan mysteriously picked the tip of her eyebrows: "we're looking for someone to help me play a play at your wedding banquet."

Wu Miao was stunned at first, and then pondered for a long time: "but..."

However, before she finished speaking, she received the gesture of Mu Zhi Huan's silence, so Wu Miao had no choice but to follow her into the brothel.