Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Chapter 102

Wen Xiang thinks that maybe this guy is a masochist, but she is still upset that Taoist Wuwei keeps flirting with the king:

"Daozhang, why do you bully the king if you have nothing to do?"

Taoist Wuwei turned his head innocently: "No."

"You haven't?"

"Of course not, who can bully the king?" Taoist Wuwei asked confidently.

Well, this sentence hit the point, Wen Xiang was at a loss for words for a while, she really had never seen a person or animal that could bully the king, usually it was the king who bullied others.

"Xiaowen Layman, the poor Taoist sees that the king is talented and intelligent, and he is quite talented in cultivating Taoism, why not ┈┈"

Seeing that Taoist Wuwei began to repeat the old story, Wen Xiang flatly refused: "No."

"Hey, why don't you refuse so quickly, maybe the king himself is willing?"

"Hehe┈┈" Wen Xiang let out a series of exaggerated laughter, and then said proudly: "Okay, let's listen to what the king has to say."

"My lord, do you want to follow the Taoist priest to practice Taoism?" Wen Xiang asked the king seriously.

King: Meow-.

"It said, it won't go." Wen Xiang immediately translated.

Taoist Wuwei: ￣へ￣I don’t believe it.

"You don't believe it, you don't believe it, you can ask yourself?" Wen Xiang didn't care.

"Cough!" Taoist Wuwei cleared his throat and raised his head after contemplating for a long time. He looked at the king sincerely and asked affectionately, "My lord, would you like to go to Sanqing Mountain with Pindao to eat delicious food and spicy food?" ?”

Wen Xiang: (⊙o⊙), shit.

The king finally turned his head, and he looked down at Taoist Wuwei, his expression seemed to be moved.

Wen Xiang is speechless: No way.

At this time, Taoist Wuwei suddenly said with a heartbeat: "Our white tiger in Sanqing Mountain is known as the best in Yongjia. Not only is its skin crispy and smooth, but it is also fat but not greasy. If it is roasted and eaten, it will be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a delicious aroma and color."

Wen Xiang swore that she seemed to see the king swallowed, and now she became anxious, and immediately shouted at Taoist Wuwei: "You! If you don't play cards according to the routine, it doesn't count."

Taoist Wuwei smiled smugly, and continued to add to the king:

"There is also a kind of herring in the mountains. It tastes very refreshing and delicious. When the fish scales are cut, white pearls will emerge from its eyes. It is said that eating its pearls can prolong life."

Wen Xiang: You devil, are you speaking human language?

The king had a salivating look on his face.

Facing Wuwei Daoist's shamelessness, Wen Xiang protested righteously and loudly: "I oppose!"

"The white tiger and herring you are talking about must be the endangered first-class protected animals in Sanqing Mountain, and they must not be eaten."

Then, he said to the king with a serious face: "Your Majesty, don't be fooled, he wants to trick you into going to Sanqing Mountain, so that he can peel you off and eat you."

Taoist Wuwei: Who is the Devil?

The two glared and sparks flew.

Until a weak sound came from the door: "Wen Xiang, what's the matter?"

Both of them looked away.

"It's okay, I'm chatting with the Taoist priest." Wen Xiang forced a smile.

Ignoring the earnest gazes of Wen Xiang and Taoist Wuwei, the king stood up, shook off the fat on his body, jumped off the wall, and swaggered past the two without leaving a hair for them, and went straight into the house to sleep up.

Taoist Wuwei has black lines all over his head.

Wen Xiang smiled triumphantly and said, "Sister Chun'er, you are here."

"Well, let me see if there is anything I can do to help." Chun'er looked sincere.

Wen Xiang thought to herself, you come here every day to help, you have finished all the sewing and housework, what else do you want to do?Could it be that he wants to enter the house and help my brother with laundry and cooking?

"Hehe, I don't have much work to do, why don't I come to your house to play."

"what?"

Wu Chun'er was confused, Wen Xiang took her arm, cast a sideways glance at Taoist Wuwei, and went out proudly.

In the first round of PK, Wen Xiang won.

Another day, Wen Xiang was concentrating on pruning flower branches in the backyard.

In order to reduce the loss of nutrients, some old branches, too dense branches and leaves with diseases and insect pests should be removed, so as to leave enough space for the new branches to bloom better in the coming year.

Taoist Wuwei watched silently for a long time from a high position in the attic, and asked abruptly, "What are you doing?"

"Wow!" Wen Xiang was taken aback by these words, she raised her head and glanced at Taoist Wuwei, and said angrily, "Pruning the flower branches, didn't you see that?"

After finishing speaking, ignore the inaction Taoist, and continue to work hard.

Daoist Wuwei was not angry either, he "peddled" downstairs, and then Shi Shiran came to Wenxiang's side.

"Layman Xiaowen, can you introduce these flowers and plants to the poor Taoist?" Taoist Wuwei asked modestly.

Wen Xiang rolled her eyes in her heart, she really didn't want to talk to him, but she stretched out her hand not to hit the smiling face, since the other party suddenly became polite, she shouldn't be too rude.

I had no choice but to introduce the flowers and plants in the backyard to Taoist Wuwei one by one.

"Is this the peony of the king of flowers?" Taoist Wuwei picked up a broken branch and observed it carefully.

"Master Taoist, do you know flowers too?"

"Know a thing or two."

"My few plants are the best."

Taoist Wuwei raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"

"This is Er Qiao, that's Lantian Jade, Wei Zi, and this is White Snow Pagoda."

Daoist Wuwei looked confused: I couldn't understand a single word of what you said.

It's right if you don't understand, Wen Xiang proudly began to introduce the varieties of peonies to Taoist Wuwei.

"You know quite a lot." Taoist Wuwei looked thoughtful.

Wen Xiang on Xingtou introduced roses, lilies, jasmine, cloves and other flowers to Taoist Wuwei one after another.

"I can't tell, you're still young, and you're no worse than a gardener. I admire you, I admire you."

Taoist Wuwei was talking and talking, and then changed the topic: "I don't know, can I take Pindao to pick a plant or two?"

"Uh┈┈"

Now, Wenxiang is stuck, and the mysterious valley is not open to the public, how can she take people there?I had no choice but to ignore the conversation, and stood up, "If the Taoist priest likes it, I can branch off the mother plant for you to cultivate."

"Oh, what a pity to branch, it's not good for the flowers, it's better to go to the mountains to dig."

"It's a pity, it's a pity. Proper branching is good for the growth of the mother branch. Besides, it's not so easy to find flowers in the mountains. It depends on fate. If you don't have fate, you won't find it."

"Aren't you very good at finding flowers? Didn't you send some big potted flowers to Jingyuan last time?"

"Hehe, I happened to meet them in the mountains, so I transplanted them."

"Oh, then you just met all the flowers and plants in your yard by chance?" Taoist Wuwei pressed on step by step.

(End of this chapter)