Prince, Don't Come Over

Today is not the pain of standing and walking, but the pain of sitting, sitting in Mrs. Ke's room, talking about this and that all the time.

As the name suggests, when they arrive in Northern Xinjiang, they will do as the Romans do. Mrs. Ke almost asked them how to celebrate the festival, what kind of festival they have, what etiquette they have, what taboos they should or should not say.

Yue ziyue went back to her house and lay still in bed. If it wasn't for her habit, she would not be willing to bathe.

Yue ziyue sits in the bath bucket and breathes. In fact, what she fears most is to see Yan MuQing in Kefu today. Fortunately, she doesn't even see a corner of his clothes today.

Lying on the bed, without even thinking about it, he fell asleep. He didn't even have a dream in the night, so he fell asleep the next morning.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw an upside down face hanging in front of his eyes.

Yue ziyue was so scared that she forgot to breathe. She didn't start breathing until she reacted: "Yan Xue, are you going to murder or what?"

Yan Xue, with a smile, said to Yue ziyue, "I've seen my sister. She's so beautiful, so I'll just have a look."

"Poor mouth! What's the reason for today? " Yue ziyue is used to Yan Xue coming to her, and then she sends some tasks to herself.

"The cook invited in the house can't make cakes. My mother said that she would let me get rid of Yueer and take me to buy cakes." Yan Xue face is excited look, this is obviously because you can go out to play.

"Just let the servants in the house buy it." Yue ziyue yawned.

Yan Xue shook her head: "my mother said that she wanted to exercise my ability, so she asked me to buy it. Princess and sister, please accompany me!"

Come on, it's also a manifestation of ability.

The famous pastry shops in Northern Xinjiang are those. Yue ziyue takes Yan Xue a little further and takes Yan Xue to his own pastry shop.

This fat water doesn't stay in the field of outsiders. Besides, the pastry in my own shop tastes the best. The raw materials are also selected by myself.

Yue ziyue took Yan Xue and asked Yan Xue, "how many of them do you like?"

Yan Xue looks at a wide range of cakes, swallowing saliva while pointing out "Jiangshan": "this! This, and this

Yue ziyue was all wrapped up one by one.

"Give me all the cakes you have here, and I'll take as many as you have. I don't need money!"

Yue ziyue was not comfortable with the sound. There were several customers with desserts in the shop. When they heard the sound, they all looked back and wanted to see who was swaggering here.

Yue ziyue also looks at people. She has fat heads and big ears. She has red bags on her face. She has fox eyes and mouse mouths. She really doesn't recognize them. She just looks at them and makes people want to vomit.

"Sister yue'er, who is this! It's so annoying. " Yan Xue talks with Yue ziyue quietly.

Yue ziyue shook her head and said, "I don't know."

For her, no matter who, as long as the money to buy things on the line, other no longer her consideration.

"You, and you, and you! You get your dirty hands off those cakes and don't get them dirty

Yue ziyue didn't plan to take care of it. She still picked her own cakes and then asked people to pack them.

When Yue ziyue was ready to take it over, she ran into an arm and had a cudgel as thick as a pair of cudgels.

Yue ziyue's head deviated, and her cake was robbed.

Yue ziyue looked at the person in front of her discontentedly. She was still the arrogant face just now.

"Don't touch them any more. They've all bought them, and you won't listen. It's a fight!"

Yue ziyue said nothing and turned to look at the man.

Between the accumulation of turbid eyes on the face suddenly looked to Yue ziyue, a color squint.

She remembers that her family's Pastry always depends on how much she eats and how much she weighs. I haven't found such an overbearing way to buy it.

Besides, it's pasted outside the door. You can't buy or sell it by force, which will cause extravagance and waste. This is the rule.

"Young man, the rules of our store are written outside. It's really against the rules that you sell out all the cakes by yourself!" All the people in the shop are educated. What's wrong is wrong. No one dares or is unwilling to preach just because of who he is.

Yue ziyue then pulls Yan Xue and looks at how the man in the shop discusses with this unreasonable fat man.

The bakery business is also booming. There is no shortage of customers.

Because of the fat man's arrogance, there were many people who came to buy cakes in the shop.

Knowing that there is not much trouble here, and also wanting to teach this arrogant man a lesson, he would stand still. Moreover, he would choose cakes well. How can he say that if he doesn't buy, he won't buy!

"The rules?" The fat man suddenly laughed, as if he heard some wonderful joke: "you tell me the rules, I'll tell you! Today, I'm here. I'm the rule! "Yue ziyue's face suddenly changed, and she knew that it was useless to persuade her, but she had never seen such a arrogant person.

The reason why the fat man is so arrogant is that he is the youngest son of the magistrate of the local government hall in Northern Xinjiang. Because he was born young, he was the most favored. He never thought of anyone. When he got into trouble outside, it was the magistrate who took care of the aftermath and never preached seriously, so he became the lawless man and thought he was the son of Northern Xinjiang The local emperor, everyone has to give him three points.

Yue ziyue does not remember who this person is, but someone knows.

For example, Jin Xiande, the son of the squire who came with Mu Wuren, the youngest son of the magistrate, and Mu Wuren's running dog, swaggered in with a fan.

"Do you know who this gentleman is?" Jin Xiande looked up at the man in the shop.

The guy shook his head. He really didn't know who he was and didn't really want to know.

"This is mu Wuren, the favorite son of the magistrate! Master Mu! Don't you dare to be so indifferent to him, or you'll lose your job

On hearing this, the man didn't feel much, but he was still standing in front of them. He didn't kowtow when he heard the name, just like the other guys. He waited on them.

After listening to the name, Yan Xue laughs. Since learning big characters, Yan Xue's only pleasure in reading is playing word games.

"Muwuren? It's a good name to marry, sister yue'er. Do you think his father and mother know what he is like, so they give him a defiant name? You can't fit a person with small eyes! "

Yue Yue moon also gave awesome smiles, not blocking Yan Xue.

Speaking of fearing neither heaven nor earth, no one has ever won the title except Yue ziyue, not to mention the son of a magistrate.

Mu Wuren eyes a stare, is obviously by Yan Xue said words gas to: "smelly wench! You little wave hoof! How dare you say that to me! You don't want to live! "