A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The cold wind was cold, and after a cup of warm tea, Tian Gengyu's body that was about to freeze, finally warmed up.

He looked at his sister's red face with distress, and pushed her gently: "It's cold outside, you hurry back to the carriage, don't freeze."

"Okay, brother also put on his hat, it's more windy outside."

Shu Ange lowered the curtain and sat back in the carriage, Wei Shaoyou leaned on the soft pillow and closed his eyes leisurely.

The wheels are rolling, and the wind and frost are endless.

After driving for seven or eight days, there were only desolate and backward villages along the way. Most of the three of them lived in the farmhouse, Shu Ange was in charge of cooking, Tian Gengyu fed the horses, and Wei Shaoyou was only in charge of enjoying.

After finally arriving in a slightly larger town, Wei Shaoyou combined his fans and decided to live in the largest restaurant in the city.

The carriage drove to the biggest restaurant in the city, Tian Gengyu's face was dark.

In the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, outside the Cuifang Building, several beauties in thin clothes, holding small fans in their hands, warmly invited guests to enter.

Listening to the fluttering string music upstairs, the woman's laughter is like a silver bell, and the smoky aroma floats from the building to the outside.

Tian Gengyu often went to the brothel to listen to music with his friends, how could he not know where this place was.

"Sir, this way please."

The woman in the red shirt fell on Wei Shaoyou with a smile. He put up a fan and moved it to the middle, blocking the woman's weak and boneless body: "Is there an elegant garden in your building?"

When the woman heard this question, she knew that a big client had come, and her eyes lit up.

"Yes, we have everything in the Cuifang Building. The slave's name is Hongyu. The son is here."

Hongyu warmly greeted Wei Shaoyou into the building, Tian Gengyu pulled Shu Ange's sleeve with a dark face and said, "Yingniang, this is not a place for you to come, we just wait outside for your son."

He would rather live in a carriage with his sister than go to a brothel.

Shu Ange didn't mind this, so what about living in a brothel, it was just a house to the left and right.

"Come in, Yayuan is separated from the front building and is very clean."

Wei Shaoyou said something, Tian Gengyu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Shu Ange took his arm and said softly: "Brother, Wei Gongzi has already spoken. I am no longer the eldest daughter, and you are not the young master that everyone praises. , it’s important to do your own thing well.”

"It's all my fault that my brother is useless, making you suffer such grievances."

Hongyu felt a little unhappy listening to the conversation between the brothers and sisters.

"Young master, please come in, the girls in our building are all talented, and they are all top-notch. The only thing is that our girls don't sell themselves. If you like a girl and want to redeem her, you need the other party to be willing. "

These weak women have been living in the dust and have suffered from scorn. The luckiest thing is that they have met a good boss, and they are not forced and oppressed like other prostitutes.

Tian Gengyu's face softened a little after hearing Hong Yu's words.

This kind of brothel that only provides talent shows, at least there are not so many messes.

Yayuan is quiet and elegant, separated from the small building in front by a delicate garden.

After Wei Shao swam to Yayuan, the first thing he did was order the servant in Cuifang Building to bring hot water to bathe.

Shu Ange and Tian Gengyu were also assigned to their respective rooms. The two of them spent more than ten pennies to buy hot water, and changed their clothes after showering in a hurry.

There is a kitchen in the Yayuan, and Hongyu looked suspicious when she heard that Shu Ange was going to cook by herself.

"Girl, the dim sum and feasts in our building are among the best in Qucheng. Do you really want to cook by yourself?"

Shu Ange took out the list of ingredients she had written and handed it to Hongyu with a smile.

"Miss Hongyu, just follow this list of ingredients and get everything ready. My son likes my craftsmanship and is not used to eating outside."

After Shu Ange was groomed, she still looked very attractive, handsome and full of aura.

Hongyu put away the list of ingredients, nodded and said, "Since this is the case, I will let the big kitchen count the ingredients and send them over."

After two hours of busy work, four dishes and one soup were done.

Shu Ange counted the dishes with satisfaction. There are meat and vegetarian dishes, soups and teas. This combination can't go wrong.

When Tian Gengyu went to the kitchen to serve the dishes, he saw the table full of delicious food, and stammered, "Yingniang, when did you learn these dishes? Why are there so many recipes, we have never eaten them at home."

"Silly brother, you usually cook impatiently, and you don't like to read dietary books. Naturally, you don't understand how many ways to use the same ingredients. If you want to learn, I can teach you another day."

Tian Gengyu waved his hands again and again: "Cooking is a delicate job, I can't learn it, not to mention my sister's cooking skills are better than those of the chefs in those restaurants. I am afraid that the only one who can compare with my sister is the imperial chef in the palace. These dishes are called What's the name, it looks good and delicious."

"This is the golden bergamot roll, this is fish fillet in **** sauce, and there are pearl tofu and winter bamboo shoots with shrimp seeds. Today's soup is served with a can of simmered pheasant shredded bird's nest, and the tea is Lushan Yunwu tea."

Shu Ange introduced the dishes, and Tian Gengyu was stunned.

The two brought the dishes into the room, and Wei Shaoyou asked how the dishes were made while eating.

Shu Ange spoke clearly and clearly, and the more Tian Gengyu listened, the more she felt that her younger sister was really a genius chef who was delayed by her family.

A person can make such a delicious dish by groping blindly. If the younger sister can worship a royal chef as her master, she will cook dishes that even the emperor's old son can eat.

Perhaps it was the farmer's dish that had been eaten for many days, and it was rare to eat a palace dish. Wei Shaoyou generously rewarded Shu Ange with three taels of silver.

Shu Ange put the silver ingots into his sleeves, a little surprised how much silver Wei Shaoyou brought, and it seemed like he couldn't spend it all.

After eating and drinking, Wei Shaoyou called Hongyu and called some singers.

Like a jade beauty, holding a pipa in her arms, playing the tune of the wind, flowers and snow. There was also a slender and slender beauty playing the piano by the side, and the rest of the people danced gracefully.

Tian Gengyu and Shu Ange had dinner in the small kitchen, listening to the sound of silk and bamboo in the room, listening to the songstress's mournful and lingering tune, and casually commented: "I didn't expect that Wei Gongzi is also a lover of elegance."

The door is open, and the beauties under the lamp are like demons and charms, with infinite amorous feelings.

Shu Ange watched Wei Shaoyou lying lazily on the beautiful couch, playing with a folding fan in his hands, and wanted to grab his ears and pull him off the couch.

"Yingniang? Yingniang, what are you looking at?"

Tian Gengyu didn't get a response from his sister, looked up at her, and found that she was staring at Wei Shaoyou's house.

"Ah, I listened to the piano master's tunes very well, and I was a little fascinated for a while."

Shu Ange lowered his head and continued to eat, Tian Gengyu stretched his neck and glanced at the colorful dancing singers, and whispered, "Young Master Wei is a decent gentleman, and the beauty is not in a mess right now."

"Young Master is indeed a good person, generous and free, and he doesn't care about others."

[La la la, An Ge made a note, and the male protagonist silently picked up the washboard]