The sturdy peasant daughter's belly black Xianggong comes to farm

Chapter 77
On the other side of Tongxing Hall, Ling Moxuan looked at Baili Yunchu's back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly felt a chill.

Tianyi behind him trembled, pretending to be calm and asked: "Master, do you want to follow?"

Ling Moxuan said lightly: "Qin Zhenzhang has a painting, go and take it back."

Hearing his words, Tianyi wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead. Fortunately, he has always been conscientious around his master and has never done anything to offend him. Otherwise, the grass on his grave would not know how dense it is now. to what extent.

Qin Zhenzhang is the number one master of traditional Chinese painting today, and the painting Ling Moxuan refers to is naturally his famous work "Stones from Other Mountains", which has attracted everyone's attention.

It was also Bailiyun who had been thinking about it for a long time. A while ago, it was said that Qin Zhenzhang had loosened up and planned to sell the painting to him.

Because of this matter, Baili Yunchu was even so excited that he talked with Ling Moxuan for a few nights.

If he found out that the painting had been taken away in the future, he would probably want to die.

As for whether Qin Zhenzhang would hand over the painting to them, Tian Yi wasn't worried at all. In this world, there was never anything that their master couldn't get.

But Tianyi still doesn't understand, even he can see that the master treats Miss Su differently, why didn't he just go up to Baili Yunchu at this time and tell him not to hit Su Limo Pay attention?

"Walk."

Seeing that Baili Yunchu had already caught up with Su Limo, Ling Moxuan turned around and left with Tianyi with a dark face.

……

In the largest restaurant in the town, Juxian Building, Su Limo directly asked for a private room, took Mrs. Liu and the others to sit in it, and ordered a few signature dishes of the restaurant, which were braised lion head, fried stuffed tofu, Stir-fried duck feet, braised carp, shredded chrysanthemum rabbit, stir-fried cabbage with minced garlic, and pimple soup one by one.

The dishes here are not as simple and scarce as Su Limo imagined. There are all basic dishes, and they also use frying, frying, roasting, stewing and other cooking methods.

It's just that people at this time don't seem to have started cooking with chili peppers, and even those spices are used less.

In the eyes of the people here, spices are still mainly used as medicinal materials.

While waiting for the food to be served, Su Limo supported her cheek with one hand and knocked on the table with the other, thinking about whether to make a fortune from this aspect, such as moving Shisanxiang to ancient times, or copying Laoganma directly?
When she thought about it more and more, she felt that it was feasible, and a shadow enveloped her. She raised her head in doubt, and saw that monstrous face at a glance, her brows were naturally frowned: "Why are you here?"

Could it be that you feel that things are expensive and you want to come and get the money back?

It's really because she is not very familiar with Baili Yunchu, so it's no wonder she has such an idea.

Baili Yunchu's eyes were bent, and he showed a smile that was all over the country, and he sat down on the empty seat beside Su Yunzhou: "I gave you all the money on my body, and now I have no money to eat, so come here to eat?"

The corner of Su Limo's mouth twitched, and she raised her eyebrows, "Don't you consider finding a better reason?"

"I think this reason is okay, Mrs. Su, you don't mind taking me in for a meal, do you?" Baili Yunchu looked at Mrs. Liu, those beautiful phoenix eyes reflected the pitiful, distressing shine.

Su Limo: "..."

Good looks are good, and doing such shameless things can be so pleasing to the eye.

(End of this chapter)