Newlyweds means exile, I rely on the mall to pamper God of War

Bu Yao glanced in the direction where Lao Wangtou was standing just now, only to find that the old man had left.

She held Gao Boyi's hand, and the couple walked toward Qionglu together.

Bu Yao said, "It's a pity. I don't sell swords in my mall at the moment. Otherwise, I could try to find a good sword for you."

Gao Boyi smiled and said, "It's all trivial matters, you don't have to take it to heart."

Bu Yao really didn't take it to heart, and it's not like he couldn't live without his sword.

She was still thinking more about the mall. Before going to bed last night, she thought about the upgrade of the mall.

Based on her past experience in using the mall, she always feels that the mall will definitely bring more surprises if it is upgraded. For example, will it sell some things that are not currently sold? For another example, will there be other functions such as pawns?

No matter what, you still have to find a way to save money, deposit money in the mall, and try to upgrade the mall.

In the Qionglu, brothers Gu Zhong and Gu Yi stood on the stove made of wooden tables.

One had his hands in the basin and was kneading the dough, and the other was standing by the side with a ladle, as if he was checking the situation and pouring water into it at any time.

Buyao walked over and took a look, "What are you planning to do?"

Gu Zhong replied, "Madam, the master said he wanted to eat dumplings in the morning."

"Are you planning to do it yourself?" Bu Yao was a little surprised.

Gu Zhong nodded, "Well, the master said, Madam won't often take things out of the Qiankun bag. We should try our best to make what we want to eat ourselves."

Buyao lowered her head and glanced at the sticky mud in the basin. It didn't look like the dough had been kneaded successfully.

Her expression was hard to explain, "Can you make dumplings?"

Gu Zhong smiled and said, "Madam, don't worry. I have already consulted with Grandpa Wang and others just now. I know the general steps. Next, I just need to follow what they said."

Looking at the unsightly mud, Bu Yao felt that it might not go well.

Gu Zhong saw Bu Yao staring into the basin, with a slight embarrassment on his face. This seemed to be different from what Grandpa Wang said.

After thinking about it, he turned around and ordered Gu Yi beside him, "Ayi, pour in more flour."

There was a jar of flour on the stove. Gu Yi put down the ladle, brought the jar of flour over, scooped out a spoonful of flour with the spoon inside, and poured it into the basin.

Gu Zhong quickly stopped and mixed it with his hands again and again. It was still a little thin, so he asked Gu Yi to pour some more.

Buyao and Gao Boyi stood there and watched for a moment.

Gu Zhong asked Gu Yi to pour flour at one moment, and then asked Gu Yi to pour water at another. The amount in the basin became larger and larger, but the dough was never adjusted to the right level.

His expression also changed from confident to awkward.

But Bu Yao and Gao Boyi were still watching, which made him nervous.

"Um, madam, master, do you want to sit over there and wait? Oh, I was afraid that if I did it too early, it would be cold later, so I didn't do it right at the beginning. I'll make you have to wait a little longer."

Gu Zhong had an apologetic smile on his face.

Bu Yao really wanted to agree, but unfortunately her stomach didn't agree and screamed very inappropriately.

The sound was not very loud, but the three men in front of them were all martial arts practitioners with very good ears, so they all heard it.

"Cough cough."

She cleared her throat slightly embarrassed and said, "Actually, we don't need to go to such trouble. I have quick-frozen dumplings here. It's faster to boil them in a pot under water."