Fake Mechanic

Mu Yuehai just said something casually, but the fat man didn't care about what he said, and he followed up with a playful smile and said, "You said it, I'm not forcing you. Let me tell you first, what is the prize?"

Mu Yuehai looked at the small hole left by the Qiu Chan sword on the stone table and shook her head. How did the fat man take his words seriously, thinking to herself, can you really guess what I like, and immediately promised, " Whatever you want, as long as I can do it."

"It's a word."

How could Xiang Yu let go of such a good opportunity, and followed Mu Yuehai into the kitchen.

Mu Yuehai was busy mixing eggs and cutting seasonings, preparing breakfast for the two of them. The fat man beside him had a face flashed in his mind. woman.

No matter which piece of news he got from Mo Lewen's mouth, it is worth a thousand dollars. Although Xiang Yu knew the value of information, he has never felt so strongly like now, the feeling of knowing everything and everything under control. , is indeed addictive.

No wonder Mo Lewen likes to inquire about other people's secrets. It turned out to be this feeling. The fat man pretended to be racking his brains for calculations, but in fact he already had calculations in his heart.

While taking care of the breakfast ingredients on hand, Mu Yuehai glanced at him and said with a smile, "Don't think too much, my request is actually very simple."

"I know, you should be a man who is very traditional in your bones."

"..." Mu Yuehai looked at Xiang Yu in surprise, was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I can't tell, you can guess."

Is there any need to guess?The fat man chuckled inwardly, Mo Lewen had already exposed all the ambiguous matters between you and Pei Qingyi, I was just borrowing flowers to present Buddha.

"Of course, if even that little mosquito can't escape my eyes, I still can't see through your little thoughts?" The fat man started to shudder again.

Mu Yuehai smiled and refocused on the ingredients at hand, and said while cutting, "Don't fool me, I also know about that kind of mimic robot, and the sound made by the latest improvement of the Academy of Sciences is impossible to be recognized by humans. Ear catches, do you mean you have better hearing than me? Or do you mean you have bunny ears."

When Xiang Yu heard the words "Academy of Sciences" again, his heart suddenly moved, and he thought of a possibility—could it be that Lao Chen and the robot monitoring Mu Yuehai were not arranged by Tie Qingyao, but the one hiding in the Academy of Sciences? The ghost of Mo Lewen, who conspired against the world?

This idea turned around in his mind twice, and it became more and more possible. Mo Lewen was in charge of the Royal Academy of Sciences, and getting such a gadget was as easy as drinking water.

Thinking of this, he asked, "How do you know that there is such a mimic robot, and it seems to be quite familiar?"

Mu Yuehai replied without answering, "The emperor is suspicious by nature. The first time this kind of robot was put into use was when the Blood Clothes Guard used it on Governor Fang of the agricultural star. Through this little robot bug, he mastered his every move. Only one move can defeat the enemy in one fell swoop without causing too much commotion."

"If you comment on Tie Qingyao like this, it seems like you don't have much respect for him." The fat man clicked around.

Mu Yuehai glanced at Xiang Yu with a half-smile, "If I want to learn from the ancients, whenever I talk about the emperor, I have to bow my hands to the sky to respect him? I owe the emperor my life, this is an indisputable fact."

Fatty sighed secretly in his heart, originally wanted to tell Mu Yuehai the other possibility that he thought of just now, but he held back after hearing him say this.

Mu Yuehai paused and said, "The micro-robot worm you shot down with Qiu Chan should be the third improved version, at least in appearance. After all, I am the commander of the imperial guards of Yuling Imperial City, so how much is it?" Know some little tricks for the blood guards."

The fat man frowned, "You mean that this kind of bug is only for blood-clothed guards?"

Mu Yuehai nodded with a wry smile, "That's right, if anyone can use this extremely hidden little thing to fly around, then there will be no sex inside and outside the imperial city, and I think the entire imperial capital is only Fudu." That fellow Candleprint has the guts to spy on me."

"Fudu Candle Seal?"

"Well, the commander of the Bloodcloth Guard."

"he is great?"

Regarding the fat man's question, Mu Yuehai smiled and waved the knife in his hand, "I have never fought against him, but I know that the person he wants to deal with seems to be really not alive."

"Tch, it's so mysterious, but I don't think you're afraid of him at all." The fat man couldn't help provoking right and wrong.

The knife in Mu Yuehai's hand stopped on the chopping board for half a second, and then continued to make the sound of chopping vegetables. The green onions quickly turned into fine pieces in his hand, and each section was of the same length. Can't tell the difference.

"Let's change the subject and talk about why you think I like gentle and gentle women."

The fat man chuckled, "It's very simple. Because I saw you as a man who likes gentle girls."

"Really? Is it that easy for people to see through me?" Mu Yuehai laughed loudly, "But I have to admit, what you said is really far-fetched."

The fat man stretched out his hand, "Since I'm right, here's the prize."

"Even if you guessed it right, it's too cheap for you. Your answer just now is only enough to exchange a bowl of noodles with me."

Mu Yuehai proudly pointed at the ingredients beside him with a kitchen knife, it could be seen that he was very confident in his cooking skills.

"I found that you like to do things by yourself, don't you feel bored when the house is empty?" Fatty is a person who likes to be lively, and he wishes he could always have someone by his side. He finds Mu Yuehai's life a bit inconceivable.

Mu Yuehai said, "That's right, I can afford a cook, a housekeeper, and a part-time worker who cleans the yard, but I was in poor health in the first half of my life, and almost everything was taken care of by others. I had an idea at that time, I hope that one day I can take care of myself by myself. Now that I have recovered from my illness and have this ability and condition, of course I want to fulfill the wish I made to myself at that time.”

Hearing Mu Yuehai's words, Fatty suddenly felt that he had a deeper understanding of his future brother-in-law. He looked at the thin kitchen knife almost leaving an afterimage on the chopping board, and thought of a pair of swords with peerless magic weapons. It is not an easy thing to hold a kitchen knife in your hand. There are too many elegant people in this world who do not touch the spring water. An imperial swordsman actually enjoys it and goes into the kitchen to cook by himself... What a shame! I don't know how to describe it.

"Pei Qingyi must understand you very well."

These eight characters just popped out of Fatty's mouth so naturally.