The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 341

"That's right, bluff. The green pill can make people hallucinate. After taking it, everything in front of them is distorted. Qiao Changkang, a farmer, has little knowledge. After taking it, he was flustered. I cheated casually. He Just believe it."

"Then Qiao Chang'an also believed it, and really thought that thing was effective."

Joe Mai "..."

No wonder she looked at Ma Dongshu like a magic stick that day.

It turned out to be a scam.

"Anyway, thank you. Rice, go to the kitchen and serve the dishes." Qiao Xiaomai said with a smile.

Qiao Dami let out a crisp hey, and walked into the kitchen with his calves.

There is no such thing as women and children not being allowed to sit at the table in the Qiao family, so Qiao Xiaomai sat down with Qiao Dami after putting the cloth back in the house.

Ma Dongshu didn't care about it, he looked at the delicious food on the table, and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, "Finally, I can taste Miss Qiao's craftsmanship again."

"It's commonplace, Mr. Ma, don't dislike it."

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it at all." Ma Dongshu shook his head, opened the wine jar, and poured two bowls of wine.

One bowl was placed in front of Qiao Changshun, and he picked up the other bowl, his rich face showing nostalgia, "Your craftsmanship reminds me of my master. His old man once described a bowl of white rice as crystal clear and translucent. , the rice fragrance can be smelled from far away.”

"And there is a refreshing freshness in the rice fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed when they smell it."

Qiao Mai blinked, what kind of rice can be crystal clear?

"The most miraculous thing is that this rice can bring people back to life, flesh and bones. Back then, the Supreme Emperor was seriously injured, and all the doctors were helpless. But after eating this bowl of rice, the serious injury healed quickly, and he recovered in a short time."

Joe Mai "..."

Seeing Qiao Maimai's expressionless face, Ma Dongshu took a sip of his wine, put down the bowl, pointed at her with his finger, "You don't believe me, do you?"

Qiao Mai, Qiao Changshun, and Qiao Dami shook their heads at the same time.

A solemn look appeared on Ma Dongshu's face, and his tone became mysterious, resembling the situation when he fooled Qiao Zhang Kang Qiao Chang'an that day, "This bowl of rice was made by a woman."

"Woman?" Qiao Xiaomai's heart skipped a beat, inexplicably thinking of Tong Sanlang's great-grandmother who was in charge of the mistress.

"Yes, this woman is not simple, very not simple." Ma Dongshu patted down the table, then rolled up his sleeves, with an expression of admiration on his face.

"What's not an easy way?" Qiao Xiaomai couldn't help asking.

"As for her, she made a generation of heroes abandon their wives for her. They don't love the country but only love her as a beauty." Ma Dongshu said and paused here, and his eyes turned around the three members of the family, seeing that they were all good. Staring at him intently, she nodded in satisfaction.

He picked up the bowl, took a big sip, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of fried dried fish, chewed it, swallowed it, and then spoke again, "Have you heard of Pingnan King Gu Yu?"

The three of the Qiao family shook their heads together again.

However, although Qiao Xiaomai shook his head, he was sure in his heart.

The woman Ma Dongshu mentioned was indeed the great-grandmother of Tong Sanlang's mistress.

The great-grandfather of the Tong family was originally named Gu, but after the establishment of Daqi, the Tong family wanted to hide their names, so they used the real great-grandmother's surname: Tong.

Moreover, Ma Dongshu really came to talk to her.

I went straight to the topic as soon as I came up, but I was really eager enough.

"Then have you ever heard that during the war in the previous dynasty, several powerful landlords became kings each, and one of them rushed into the palace and looted the treasury." Ma Dongshu glanced at Qiao Maimai and asked again.

　Remember the bowl of white rice that the Taishang Huang said before?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)