Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 50
Tang Mo was hurt by her disgusted eyes, he thrust his fan into his waist, and said unconvinced: "Isn't it just a bamboo pole? If my young master doesn't do it, it doesn't mean he won't!"

He bent over to pick up the bamboo pole that Mu Lang brought over from home, followed the direction Mu Xiang had inserted, and inserted it all the way down.

It rained not long ago, and the surface of the soil layer was dry, but the bottom was still wet, so it was easy to insert.But when Mu Xiang chopped off the bamboo, he used a blunt axe, and the bamboo joints were inevitably rough.Tang Mo had never done this kind of work before, although it was effortless, it still hurt a little if the bamboo strips were accidentally stuck into the flesh.

"Hiss!" A certain honorable young master couldn't remember the first time he made such a sound. The wound made by the bamboo stick was very small, and some of it sank into the flesh, leaving a little blood mark.

Mu Xiang naturally heard it too, but she just glanced at Tang Mo indifferently, that look seemed to say - inserting a bamboo pole can hurt, alas, it's not as good as his Mu Lang!

Tang Mo unexpectedly understood the meaning in her eyes, and stood there awkwardly without saying a word, and then looked at Mu Lang who was busy very hard, a little bit frustrated.

It took a lot of effort to finish the work with great difficulty. Tang Mo stood on the field stalk and looked at his clean shoes, which were covered with mud, and his sleeves were scratched by bamboo knots. It was covered with bamboo leaves and debris.

He shook his head helplessly, obviously he came to get chrysanthemum tea, but now he made it like this, he really didn't understand why he promised Mu Xiang to help her work just now.

On the other side, Mu Xiang had already packed her things and called Shang Mu Lang to go home. When she got to Tian Geng, she seemed to find Tang Mo still standing there. She was a little surprised, "Young Master Tang, you're back. , the work here is over, what are you doing? Are you reluctant to leave?"

Tang Mo turned his head in embarrassment, his expression unclear, "I'll stand and rest for a while, you go ahead and open the door first, I want to wash my hands, I want to drink tea, I'm thirsty!"

Mu Xiang laughed, and really went around him and walked in front, but when she passed by him, she stopped unexpectedly, took his hand and looked, "Oh, it's all stuck in the flesh, I'll pick it out for you when I get home .”

The hand was suddenly held by her, and Tang Mo stood there in shock, his mind blank.

Mu Xiang's hands were not soft, because she was engaged in farm work, there were shallow calluses in the palm, but when she held Tang Mo's hand, there was an indescribable tenderness, from the palm to the bottom of the heart.

Mu Lang suddenly tilted his head to look at him, and said, "What's wrong with you, your face is so red!"

As soon as he said that, Mu Xiang also looked at Tang Mo's face, her cheeks were indeed flushed, "Is it hot? Then go in and have a rest," she didn't think about anything else, he was the young master of Fushoulou , I must not have been in the sun for so long, it is normal for my delicate skin to turn red.

Tang Mo came back to his senses fiercely, withdrew his hand, and walked straight forward without looking at them.I was annoyed as I walked, I was so ashamed, I blushed in front of outsiders, and the other party was a yellow-haired girl with pimples all over her face, what a mistake.

Mu Lang looked at his back in a hurry, took Mu Xiang's hand, and asked in puzzlement, "Sister, did he get confused by the sun?"

Tang Mo didn't go far, and almost sprained his ankle when he heard the result of Mu Lang's careful analysis.

Mu Xiang couldn't help laughing and bent over. Her family Mu Lang is pure, and there is no malice in what he said, but it was because he said it frankly that made it even more funny. She held Mu Lang's hand and praised while walking; "We Mu Lang can tell jokes now, so we will tell more jokes to Eldest Sister in the future, okay?"

Mu Lang didn't think he was telling a joke, blinked his innocent eyes, tilted his head to look at her, and said again, "He blushed, didn't he tan? I've been playing outside for a long time, and I also get blush. Second sister still Make fun of my face like a monkey's ass!"

They just walked to the door of the house, and Tang Mo, who arrived first, was standing outside the door, waiting for Mu Xiang to open the door.Unfortunately, when he heard Mu Lang's words again, Jun's face couldn't hold back anymore, it was as black as the bottom of a pot.

How could such a handsome face look like a monkey's butt?

Mu Xiang was really afraid that the young master would get angry, so she hurriedly opened the courtyard door and invited him in.There is freshly brewed chrysanthemum tea in the kitchen, which is freshly dried by her. She wants to try the taste.Now that Tang Mo came, she washed the cup, poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.Tell him to taste the scent, and if it's all right, he can pay and leave.This big Buddha, her small house, can't afford it!

"Master Tang, how does it taste?" Passing the tea, watching him take a sip, Mu Xiang stared nervously at his reaction, after all, he is a professional.

Tang Mo didn't say anything, and tasted a few more sips. Under Mu Xiang's expectant eyes, he nodded slightly, "Yes, it tastes better than last time, and the aftertaste is sweeter and cooler."

Mu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved, she was really afraid that he would say no, "Then I'll bring you the baked chrysanthemums, a total of three catties." Today she dried all the chrysanthemums outside, since Tang Mo came, Put it away and let him take it away.

Tang Mo followed her to the yard, and he could see that Mu Xiang treated the flowers very carefully. Although she could dress up all the chrysanthemums with a sweep of her hand, Mu Xiang picked them one by one, very carefully. Do not damage the petals.Thanks to her care, the chrysanthemums keep their full shape.

Mu Xiang finally finished collecting, and handed the cloth bag carefully to Tang Mo, "I packed it all up, it's exactly three catties, would you like to weigh it?" Of course, when it came back, it wasn't exactly right, and if there was any excess, she would take it Take off the excess and turn it into an integer, which is easier to settle accounts!Although she has already weighed it, asking him to weigh it again is still polite.

Tang Mo only took the bag without even looking at it, "No need, there is nothing to worry about doing business with you, this is money," he casually took out a small bag from his arms and handed it to Mu Xiang.

Mu Xiang took the bag and felt that it was heavy. When she opened it, she found that it was one tael of silver, as much as ten taels.She wondered, "Why are you paying so much? Three catties of chrysanthemum tea are not worth the money!"

Tang Mo smiled and said: "This is a deposit for you. How much goods I take, you can write it down in a notebook later, and you won't have to pay every time you come back. It's too troublesome. We are going to do long-term business, and I will give you the deposit , is also normal." Of course, he will not admit that he is too lazy to change the money.

Mu Xiang was not polite either, she pulled the small rope on the bag, and said to him, "Sit down first, I'll get a needle to help you pick out the thorns on your hands."

(End of this chapter)