Master, he is always wrong

Chapter 36

"Stupid." A brain crashed over, but it was in a doting and helpless tone.

Tears overflowed from the corners of Chu Xiaotao's eyes, and she was really distressed.

Seeing her painful appearance, Chu Chenzhi frowned.

"It really hurts?"

He thought he was being coquettish with him.

"Hmph." With a little temper, he turned his head and ignored him.

"Master hasn't blamed you for falling asleep yet. Why, are you really going to have a quarrel with Master?" Angry and funny, she lowered her head to look at her, but buried her head in his chest, not letting him see.

When he touched it, he shook his head, as if he wanted to get into his heart.

"Okay, okay, the teacher won't be angry with you, and you are not allowed to quarrel with the teacher again, okay?"

"...Well...then I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."

"Where did you get the roasted sweet potatoes, no." As soon as he backed down, he began to push forward, alas, he was used to it.

"But in winter, you have to eat roasted sweet potatoes." The little hand tugged at the corner of his shirt, calling softly: "Master~"

But there is really no such thing as sweet potatoes on this mountain.

"How about making you a bowl of egg custard for the teacher?"

"..."

"No."

"Then be good, don't eat it, it's freezing, where can I get sweet potatoes for you?"

After a short silence, Chu Xiaotao cautiously comforted the big hand, and said after some consideration: "Actually, Hu Yu has some, why don't you just go and get some? The ones that come back after taking them are absolutely not in the Eat at his house."

"You still want to eat in his fox cave?" Out of the corner of his eye, those dark eyes suddenly turned cold, as cold as frost.

Chu Xiaotao immediately gave up.

"Actually, the disciple is just talking casually..." mentioned.

"Have you finished memorizing the mental method?"

?

"Should... about the same?"

"What about the formula?"

"A little bit."

"..."

After a period of stagnant silence, Chu Xiaotao felt cool fingers brushing across her face, helping her to gently pull her loose hair behind her ears.

"Don't go."

"Why?" Subconsciously asked back, almost biting off his tongue when he came back to his senses, so annoyed.

Why do you have to choke with the master, what to do if the master is angry, it takes a long time to coax, and...

"I have it at home."

Ok?
Wait, did she hear correctly?

He raised his little head from the chest in front of him, and looked at each other, the light in his eyes had returned to a warm luster.

"Didn't you just say no?"

"You can have it now."

"what?"

"How many to eat?"

"Three, the kind with red hearts, sweet." Excited and happy.

"Greedy mouth." The tip of her nose was scratched with a bent index finger, and Chu Xiaotao grinned foolishly.

Chu Chenzhi, on the other hand, used spells to peek into the mortal world. There was always a family of farmers roasting sweet potatoes. Thinking that the three of them might still not be able to fill the stomach of the young apprentice, he took some more and, by the way, cooked sweet potatoes at the farmer's house. A piece of silver was left on the table.

But after buying it back, Chu Chenzhi had a headache again, how should this sweet potato be roasted?
"Master, why don't you just buy ripe sweet potatoes? They are sold on the street."

Chu Chenzhi, who hadn't thought of this at all, said, "... I think, um... it will be cold, and you won't eat it once, so buy more and save it, and bake it when you want to eat it."

"Master still has a vision."

"..."

The far-sighted master Chu Xian pondered for a long time before directly roasting the sweet potatoes with Yuhuo Jue. Seeing the delicious food eaten by his apprentice, the long-lost satisfaction lingered in his heart, warm and warm.

When the farmer who lost the sweet potato at the foot of the mountain saw the broken silver on the table, his depressed mood was immediately pleasantly surprised.

He was a little dizzy because the pie fell from the sky this day, this small piece of broken silver was equivalent to his monthly wages and more than enough.

Originally, he was hopelessly helpless when the stingy innkeeper found an excuse to fine him all his wages and kicked him out of the house. After all, his wife had just given birth, but his wages were deducted, and only sweet potatoes were left at home.

But when it's Chinese New Year, he can't let his wife and children eat sweet potatoes with him.

I was cursing myself for being useless, when I saw this piece of broken silver, and there was nothing missing at home except for a small bag of sweet potatoes, I don’t know who was kind, or maybe I went to the temple to pray for blessings yesterday, and the gods appeared ?
In short, no matter what it is, this year can finally be a good year, and because of this luck, he once again mustered up the courage to face this difficult and difficult life.

It will always pass.

As he thought this way, the gloom in his heart dissipated without a trace in an instant, and the light of hope gathered in his eyes again.

And the short knife hidden in the cuff was finally useless, and it was put back in the kitchen in relief.

(End of this chapter)