A small peasant girl

Chapter 341

"The magistrate of the county is really flattering me. I am a little girl. How can I tell any stories? I heard it from the elders who passed by when I was young. I am also playing nonsense from memory. Mr. Shangguan, please don't Take it to your heart." Wenzi understood what Xuanyuan Po's story meant, but since Xuanyuan Po didn't speak clearly, she wouldn't bang her head against the wall like a fool.

"Huh?!" The words were blocked by Wenzi cleverly. How could a black-bellied man like Xuanyuan Po be happy? There was a hint of displeasure and affection on his handsome face, and he said with some sarcasm in his praise, " It can be reproduced vividly after listening to it, so it can be seen that it is also relying on real skills."

"I'm just so clever. Compared with Mr. Shangguan, I don't have the face to call it my ability. It can be seen that I, a stupid little girl, still have a lot to learn from Mr. Shangguan." Wenzi replied in a polite tone. With Xuanyuan Po's words, he praised himself in such a tone, Wenzi should also be courteous and reciprocal.

In Wenzi's impression, Xuanyuan Po is really a special weirdo, and his status must be unusual. Wenzi had this feeling when they met for the first time, as if there was an invisible and intangible force wandering around Xuanyuan Po. By his side, people will feel cold and unable to get close at a glance.

And Xuanyuan Po also felt that Wenzi was not a simple character, he was obviously a fat girl, so he had to say that she was just thin and not obvious.The idea of ​​tofu nao, market and so on is no worse than what adults should have.

His words and deeds seem to be the nonsense of a child, but they reveal the calmness and stability that an adult should have, like a blurred mirror, making him want to take a serious look at the appearance of the person in the mirror, but what? Can't see it.
"You are being polite." Xuanyuan Po couldn't be happy when he heard Wen Zi's compliment.

"I don't know what kind of 'story' Mr. Shangguan wants to hear." Wenzi felt that if he continued to quarrel with Xuanyuan Po, he might not be able to win or lose for a while, so it would be better to get rid of the purpose early, lest each guess. It's a waste of time to guess.

These few days Xuanyuan Po has been worrying about the scrawny soldiers in the barracks. He asked his subordinates to spend a high price to test Wenzi's bottom line before, and wanted to buy Zizi's tofu nao recipe with money, but he didn't care what the subordinates raised the price No matter how high, Wenzi is like a hard mountain, motionless and unmoved by money.

If Xuanyuan Po asked Wenzi for the recipe of tofu nao at this moment, I am afraid that what he got would be Wenzi's tactful and polite rejection.

Is there any way to solve the troubles in his mind, without letting the girl in front of him guess the movement in the mountains, and thus realize that he is different.

Just as Xuanyuan Po was deep in thought, a picture of soldiers in the army drinking egg soup appeared in his mind, and he seemed to think of something and said, "It's like this bowl of Yangzhou fried rice, how can you prove that there is a egg soup in it? What about whole eggs?"

"Ah? This..." Hearing Xuanyuan Po's inexplicable question, Wenzi was a little stupid and didn't know how to answer. She couldn't just pop out all the eggs from the Yangzhou fried rice, and then stuff them one by one into the egg shell to prove it. , "Sir Shangguan, forgive me for being stupid about your question, I really don't quite understand it."

(End of this chapter)