Group pet daughter: The rough man tricked me into giving birth again

Chapter 34 Four Paintings

Looking at her like this, she knew it was not a small trouble.

Ma Lan felt uncomfortable being stared at by Wang Zhi, and let him eat the food like a dog: "These are special dishes, you can try them."

Wang Zhi looked at it for a long time, picked up his chopsticks and ate a mouthful of fried pork with shredded bamboo shoots.

The taste is really good, and the umami taste of the dish lingers on the tongue, which is rare.

I ate another piece of fish with chopsticks. It was spicy and delicious, and the fish was tender, which was good.

Ok?
How can this fungus, carrot, and shredded meat taste like fish?

Wang Zhi still raised his head in doubt, and saw her slapped face full of anticipation.

Like a puppy begging for praise.

If there is a tail, Wang Zhi has no doubts, she will fly up to the sky.

"how?"

"It's okay."

He has a tricky mouth, and if he can win twice, he is considered powerful.

Ma Lan was unwilling, so she picked up the dishes and tasted them one by one: "It's delicious."

He picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and watched the wine swaying in the glass.

"Tell me, if you have anything to ask me."

She is lazy, and the name of the restaurant is Nongjiale.

Since its opening, the business has been good, and Lin Lin always made a lot of money.

Recently, I was thinking about opening a branch, but unexpectedly, I was jealous of the villain.

A few thugs were sent to make trouble every three days, and no one came to the door.

Good business, going out of business soon.

She was anxious and hired security guards, but the group of thugs were well-trained, and the people she hired were not opponents at all.

Those people are still coming today, so they have no choice but to bring Wang Zhihuan.

He can fly, he can do light work, and his martial arts should not be bad.

It shouldn't be a problem to deal with seven or eight big guys who know martial arts.

It's just bad guys making trouble, and it can make her worry like this.

Wang Zhi pinched her face: "When will you come?"

"It should be soon."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the restaurant was kicked open vigorously.

Seeing that there were still people in the room, he frowned: "I'm not leaving, are you looking for death by staying here?"

Wang Zhi also looked at this dark-skinned, glaring, and mean-skinned man, and felt that this should be the Black Hades.

Seeing that he was silent, the man stepped on the door and came in: "Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

The slap in his hand caught sight of Wang Zhihuan's face, and he lowered his head to dodge it.

"Practice family!"

Glancing at the other trembling people in the room: "I really don't know what to do."

He was not Wang Zhihuan's opponent, but he was thrown out in just three or five hits.

The huge body smashed a hole in the wooden floor.

Ma Lan secretly watched the development of things behind him.

Wang Zhi also wore a dark blue robe today, and his gestures and gestures have a certain temperament.

When waving his hands and beating people, he was complacent with a cold face, teasing several big men in the palm of his hand.

Complacent and composed, this man was born to fight.

For some reason, Malan's mind suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

Dressed in silver armor, sitting on a horse leisurely, everywhere is victory.

Invincible wherever the sword points.

Qin Yueguo's god of killing, Jingtinghou, should be the general of Zhenguo in the world.

"Silly?"

After dealing with a few offal, Wang Zhi went up to Ma Lan and scratched her nose.

Ma Lan woke up suddenly, her face blushed inexplicably.

"A man and a woman can't kiss each other, who told you to touch me?"

"I just helped you solve the trouble, and you treat me like this?"

"I will thank you."

As he spoke, Ma Lan took out a piece of paper at the counter, which was only as big as a palm.

A small restaurant is drawn in the upper right corner, which says Farmhouse.

There are a few large characters written in the middle, lifetime coupons.

"What is this?"

"With this coupon, you can eat and drink for free in all the companies under my name, and you will never change it for life."

"Do you have anything else to your name besides this restaurant and pastry shop?"

Ma Lan blushed, and proudly said: "From now on, every place in Qin Yueguo will have my company."

At this time, she is confident and safe, with hope for the future in her eyes.

Wang Zhi also accepted the card: "Then hurry up, I'm waiting to eat."

Wang Zhi was the first person who heard her say this without taking it as a joke.

And the first to believe she could really do it.

Ma Lan's eyes were not only happy, but also moved.

"Go, I'll take you to see other places, I'm fine here."

The rest began to clean up the mess, cleaning up the smashed tables, chairs and benches.

We'll be open for business tomorrow.

As for the big hole on the ground, the shopkeeper made a mistake.

Just in the middle of the doorway, the broken wooden boards are a headache to look at.

Behind this is a small lake where you can fish and the cook will make it to your request.

This is the place to stay, if you are tired, you can rest here.

If you like to do it yourself, you can cook by yourself, or you can choose fresh melons and fruits for us to handle.

The restaurant is not big, but there is a universe inside.

Every brick and tile is carefully designed by her, and the care makes people feel at home.

"good."

Wang Zhi admired Ma Lan more and more, and felt that his round head was full of novel ideas.

If this small restaurant is opened in the capital, the customers will come like a cloud.

Malan proudly said, "Of course."

It was the wisdom of her time, and it is found in many places.

She is just following the gourd, even if she can't do it on a large scale, she will never fail.

While talking, the shopkeeper came over and told about the floor.

The hole is so big that it can't be repaired in a while.

There are still distinguished guests coming tomorrow, and he really doesn't know what to do.

"Go and see."

Just now Wang Zhi hit too hard, cracking the wooden floor.

It doesn't affect walking, but it's ugly.

Turning to look at Wang Zhihuan: "Can you draw?"

Wang Zhi also nodded.

Thinking of a sentence from the previous life, a hole was broken in the board, just when the jasmine blossomed.

Then cover it with a painting, and we will redecorate when the guests leave tomorrow.

On the crimson floor, four paintings were painted on the theme of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Spring is the recovery of all things, and the flowers bloom in spring.

Summer is full of flowers and full of vitality.

Autumn is fruitful and golden.

Winter is red plums and proud snow, and it is cold at the end of the year.

Wang Zhi also painted beautifully, where the cracks turned him into a red plum.

The tree is full of petals, and I also want to see the world outside.

It was originally a wooden floor specially made for the overall unity.

Now it has become a scene in the restaurant.

The steward didn't know where Malan invited such powerful people.

I am amazed at the four pictures.

"Students are really good." Aunt Zhang, the cook, was full of envy: "My son may be able to draw in the future."

His son is also studying and has just passed the children's examination this year.

After two years, he passed the examination of scholar, and asked him to draw a picture for the store.

"That is."

Xiaoer also answered: "Not everyone can hold a pen."

They admire scholars, because scholars can always understand that they don't understand the truth.

Also smarter than them, better able to know right and wrong.

Their stomachs are full of ink, and they can come up with ways to benefit the country and the people by using their brains.

　Guess how many packets of powder are in a flagon
　　
　
(End of this chapter)