Nongmen splendid, the master craftsman is three and a half years old

Chapter 297 Milk Powder

Dafu shook the milk stick and moved closer to Xiaobai's side, holding his stomach and turning over and over on the desk, laughing loudly.

It's a pity that Xiaobai didn't know that he had an audience at all, so he got better and better at painting, and finally just sat on the desk, holding a brush in each hand, and drew a posture of the Monkey King fighting against the Heavenly Palace.

When Zheng Yinrui received Manman's official document from Jin, he had no idea that the other party was lying on the north window.

Looking at the report and processing results inside, he nodded in satisfaction, put away the booklet, and opened the package that was slowly passed to Jin with the official documents.

"He is really a sensible young man. He came back from the Northwest after a difficult journey and brought a gift to the old man."

Zhang Sanzhu next to him looked closely at the burden, "Oh, Mr. Yu will really come to trouble, it seems that the old man of your mansion should be all right."

Pointing to the level made by Man Man, "With this thing, the civil construction is indeed much better. Zheng Gong, when will Master Yu come back?"

Zheng Yinrui unwrapped the wrapped nougat, looked at the workshop and waved, "Don't say Master Yu didn't give it to you, it's made of milk."

Looking at a group of brats rushing forward, "Don't grab two yuan per person, don't grab it."

Some people took apart the oil paper and took a bite, "It smells so good." Looking at the nuts inside, "What is this, it's quite sweet, and it's as delicious as the wedding candy that Master Yu sent back. "

"Brats one by one." Zheng Yinrui quickly sealed the rest and put them in his cabinet.

Turning his head to look at the man with the unshaven beard and the dirty ink marks, he disliked him, puffed his beard and stared at the talking and laughing subordinates, "Master Yu can't be good! Give me work, go work!" .”

"Oh, Mr. Zheng, what we do every day and every night is no match for Mrs. Yu alone. When will she come back? I still want to ask her about drainage."

"Yes, yes, I also want to ask her about pottery bricks. After reading the recipes and production drawings she gave, the finished products are always not as good as the samples she made."

Zheng Yinrui looked at them as the best craftsmen in the world, but now they are like children waiting to be fed, and they need to be guided by others.

"Master Yu is also very busy. If you think about it yourself, you really can't figure it out."

Zheng Yinrui pointed to Zhang Sanzhu, who was eating happily, "Please write down the post." Looking at the other party, he knew how to nod, and picked up the slotted ruler on the side and tapped it. "Questions that are not profound and complicated are not allowed to register."

"Alright Mr. Zheng."

Jing Yi looked at the package that was delivered, and looked at Jing Jing below, "Is this from Master Yu?" She waved Tong Ying to open it, looking at the delicate jar and silver-gray sable fur, "She came back from Tianshan?"

"Yes, Father, Manman is really kind to you, and this mink fur is not cheap." Jingyang smiled and leaned forward to look at Jingyi, "Father, I will exchange the gifts on the list with you, milk , Tinker Bell likes it very much."

Seeing Mi Nong and the others looking up at him in surprise, Jingyang rubbed his nose with a smile, "But Manman gave me the method of making it, and I will let Zhuangzi make it some other day, and I will definitely do it!"

Jing Yi glared and held back her anger, there were servants next to her, and Jin Weijun outside, if she wanted to scold, it wouldn't sound good to spread it out because of stuttering.

Tong Ying bent down and looked at Jingyang with a smile, "My lord Yang, there is so much milk out there, how can you get the one from the Holy Majesty, this, this, this." Turning her head to look at the expressionless Jing Yi, "The Holy Majesty has always loved you. "

"I don't want it." Jing Jing looked like a rogue and a dandy, and lay down on a chair next to him, "I want it for my father's grandson, and it's not something noble. The son wants it, and I'm my own."

He raised his head and looked flatteringly at Jing Yi, "They all belong to Lao Tzu, this protector has a deep affection, Father must understand."

"Also," he stretched out his fingers and looked at them mysteriously.

"The milk powder made by Manman is different from the ones outside. It is said that it has the effect of strengthening the body and bones. It is especially friendly to infants and the elderly. Father, you have nothing in the imperial dining room, and it is not bad for this supplement."

Turning his head and blowing on the teacup without guilt, "Little Dingdang can only eat milk now, and he still likes to eat it." Jingyang raised his eyes and looked at Jingyi who was walking up to him, put down the teacup quickly, and approached him to curry favor .

"How about letting Tinker Bell try it out first, Father, you are a body of ten thousand gold. Of course, I will only dare to give you this kind of unknown food if someone tries it without any hindrance."

"Heh." The corner of Jing Yi's mouth twitched, her gray beard trembled slightly, and she stared at the other party with her hands behind her back, "I have to thank you for cooperating."

"Hehe, that's not necessary, that's it." Jingyang leaned forward and looked at Jingyi, "It's the breed of cows in Erchen Zhuangzi, and there are no such things as Manman said. I remember that you have Juanshan and black and white flowers from foreign countries. .”

Jingyang carefully looked at his father's face, "You reward my son, oh, no, no, it's the two ends of Ding Dong."

Jing Yi couldn't bear it any longer, she stretched out her leg and kicked the opponent's feet, "You are so capable, you can solve it by yourself, and you even blocked it and took it to me."

The more she talked, the more angry she became, Jing Yi stepped forward and kicked her butt again, "Get out, when will you come back and come to see me!"

"Sitting on such a large country, why are you still so stingy." Jingyang didn't have the self-consciousness of being a father at all, and muttered while blowing his beard and pouting.

Covering his buttocks with his left hand, seeing that his father still came, he hurriedly ran out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, "Father, you are busy, my son will leave first, leave!"

"My lord, please calm down. The fourth prince has no real job, and his income depends entirely on the prince's Yuefeng and his lord's rewards. I can only ask for rewards from you."

Seeing her master laughing angrily, Tong Ying knew that the other party was not really angry, "Master Yu has developed something good, do you want to see it, Your Majesty?"

"Well, Hall Master Xuanmo is here." Jing Yi looked at the items on the table with her hands behind her back, the jars and boxes inside were all opened and inspected when entering the palace gate. "

"There is a lot of food, but the small iron box next to it is obviously different from ordinary utensils, which attracts more attention.

When Mo Chengyan came, he saw Jing Yi twisting and twisting the mechanical limbs in his hands, and respectfully stepped forward to bow, "See Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)