big dry son-in-law

Chapter 871: What I’m talking about is loneliness!

The next day, Qin Mo was grilling chicken wings in the backyard of the Governor's Mansion. "Brush the chicken wings with oil and honey sauce." Qin Mo took out two things from his pocket and handed them to Gao Yao, "Xiao Gao, roll them up for me." cigarette! "

"Yes, Master!"

Gao Yao knelt down and sat aside, carefully rolled the cut tobacco into the cigarette paper, then glued it with honey water, put the cigarette into Qin Mo's mouth, and then lit it for Qin Mo with a fire stick.

Qin Mo took a sip and said, "Hiss, there's no filter, it's just spicy!"

Qin Mo asked Li Xin to get this tobacco leaf. The taste is somewhat different from what Qin Mo remembered, probably because there is no filter.

However, it is estimated that the artificial fibers required to make cigarette filters will be difficult to produce in a short time.

"Master, is this cigarette that easy to smoke?" Gao Yao asked.

"Brother, what he smokes is not cigarettes, but loneliness, do you understand?"

Qin Mo exhaled a puff of smoke. To be honest, he had been thinking about this puff for a long time.

Although I was not addicted to cigarettes in school before, when I was irritable, I would always take one to relieve my boredom.

"Want one?"

Gao Yao shook his head, "No, I can't stand it!"

She tried taking a puff, but was choked by the spicy smell and coughed.

Qin Mo also said that there is a kind of cigar that is more spicy.

Cigarettes are indeed a strange thing at the moment, but as long as Qin Mo smokes them, they will definitely become popular.

This thing must not be promoted, just treat it as a noble thing. If you want to do business, selling it to him for one tael of silver is not too much, right?
After all, it is best to make money from nobles.

At this moment, Gongsun Wuji came, "Jingyun, I've finished writing the memorial!"

Seeing Qin Mo roasting chicken wings, he naturally sat aside and said, "It's very delicious. Are you roasting it for me?"

"I said, Uncle Guo, please have some respect. This is my afternoon snack!" Qin Mo curled his lips, "There are chicken wings on the side. You don't know how to bake them?"

"Don't be so stingy, I'll take two!" Gongsun Wuji went straight to it and took a bite.

The chicken wings are moderately fat and thin, and the meat is so tender that it looks like a pheasant running wild in the mountains every day.

"It tastes good. I didn't expect that brushing a layer of honey on the chicken wings and sprinkling dogwood powder on them would make it so delicious!"

"Hey, is our relationship as good as this?"

"From now on, I will be working in the Governor's Mansion. I don't have to look up to see you, so you have to ease the relationship, right?" Gongsun Wuji spat out the chicken bones, "It's so troublesome to eat two of your chicken wings. At worst, I will roast two to make up for it. you!"

"Hey, Uncle Guo, you're quite shameless!" Qin Mo gave a thumbs up: "According to what you say, do you want to eat my food or give me face?"

"When you get old, you have to have some strengths, right?" Gongsun Wuji didn't care. As he spoke, he took two more chicken legs, one in each hand, and his mouth was full of oil!

To be honest, these days, he has lost a lot of weight because he doesn't think about tea or food. It's a pleasure to eat these spicy and delicious roasted chicken legs.

"Damn it, you're so evil. I finally gave myself a break and rewarded myself with grilled chicken wings. I hugged you all!" Qin Mo was so angry that he grabbed the remaining chicken legs and wings.

The two of them were competing to see who could eat faster.

"Xiao Gao, come on, keep baking!" Qin Mo picked up a cup of sour plum soup and drank it.

Gongsun Wuji seemed to have returned to the time when he had Qin Mo Nong hot pot for the first time three years ago.At that time, Qin Mo was still a fool in his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, more than three years have passed.

Qin Mo has matured, and he also feels like he is old.

From the opponent's perspective, Qin Mo is a qualified opponent. Over the years, he has not felt frustrated for a long time.

From an elder's point of view, he is a promising, promising and filial junior.

It's all because of my own jealousy.

He thought he was targeting Qin Mo, but he didn't know that it was the one from Tai Chi Palace who was wrestling with him.

After eating six or seven chicken wings and three or four chicken legs in one go, Gongsun Wuji was a little full. He took the sour plum soup and took a big gulp. Then he let out a comfortable sigh, hugged his round belly, and lay down on the Qin Dynasty. In Mo's rocking chair, "I haven't had such a good time eating in a long time. It's just fun to eat with you, and you don't have to tell any rules!"

"Old Yincoin, it hurts to eat your own heart, but of course it's nice to eat someone else's!" Qin Mo took a bite of the chicken leg bitterly.

"I won't give you anything for free. If you have any official documents from now on, please give them to me. I promise to get them done for you.

But I have to say it up front, I will never be on the same ground as you in this life! "

"Uncle Guo, you are a perseverant, philosophical and ambitious person, and I admire you!
Please stick with it! "Qin Mo spit out the chicken bones in his mouth, wiped the oil stains on his hands, then sat with his legs crossed, took out another cigarette, lit it, and started smoking.

Lighting a cigarette with a huozhezi just lacks the feeling.

Matches have to be put on the agenda. Making matches is not a problem with current technology. Using matches to light cigarettes is just right!
Gongsun Wuji was also curious when he saw Qin Mo puffing away at the smoke, "What are you smoking? Give me some!"

"This is called Qin Yan. I got it from overseas. Smoking too much of this stuff is harmful to your health. You're old, so don't smoke!" As he said that, Qin Mo took a sip, and then it came out from his nostrils, and there was still smoke on his face. Some enjoyment.

"I'm old. I'm not afraid of death. Get one and give it a try!" Gongsun Wuji believed his evil deeds. It was harmful to the body. How could he still enjoy smoking so much?

"Uncle Guo, I'm not going to lie to you. If you smoke this thing too much, you will become addicted. It will be very difficult to quit smoking." As he said that, Qin Mo blew out another puff of smoke.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you are addicted, you will be addicted!" Gongsun Wuji said.

Qin Mo had no choice but to ask Gao Yao to get him two. At first Gongsun Wuji imitated Qin Mo and sucked hard, but he choked and coughed repeatedly.

Qin Mo didn't hesitate to laugh, "I told you, most people can't smoke it!"

"Is the old man an ordinary person?"

Gongsun Wuji didn't believe in evil, so he smoked two cigarettes in a row. Slowly, he felt that Qin Yan was in a strange place.

"I think it's quite refreshing when I smoke it, but it's just a drain on my throat!"

"As I said, this thing does more harm than good, so I just smoke it when I'm upset." Qin Mo said.

"Give me a few hundred. I've been upset a lot lately!" Gongsun Wuji said unceremoniously.

"A few hundred pieces?" Qin Mo's nose was twisted with anger, "Do you know how expensive this is? It's only one tael of silver per piece. You ask for hundreds of pieces. I owe you?"

"Why don't you give me some benefits by asking me to correct official documents?" Gongsun Wuji's face was nothing short of philistine, "Hurry up, I give you the opportunity to bribe, you must seize it, otherwise I will be a little petty in the future. You deserve it!"

"Old Yincoin, you are really good at crossing rivers and tearing down bridges, unloading mills and killing donkeys. I'm not talking about people like you!"

Gongsun Wuji held his head high and said proudly: "I am willing, how can you bear with me!"

(End of this chapter)