Playful peasant girl made a fortune: uncle begged to take it away

Chapter 158 Don't Think I Don't Know Your Thoughts

The wine was dug out, but the old man Murong hugged him tightly like a baby. If Cang Jiye and the three of them hadn't stared at the old man Murong tightly during dinner, and then said something, he probably didn't know it at all. I don't want to take it out for others to drink.

Tonight, Mingyu not only cooked bamboo rats, chickens, ducks and fish, but also used bamboo rice which was rarely used.Since harvesting the bamboo rice, Mingyu only took out the bamboo rice to cook once a month. Except for the little guy in Yang Yi's arms who enjoyed a small bowl of bamboo rice every day for three months, no one else had tasted it. .

While old man Murong was digging for wine, Mingyu chopped a piece of bamboo and planned to use it to make rice in a bamboo tube at night, and the rice used for the rice in a bamboo tube was bamboo rice.

"Girl, what kind of rice is the rice in here? Why does it look thicker than ordinary rice, three or four times longer, and it's still red." Old Man Murong asked, pointing to the bamboo rice in the bamboo tube.

"That's bamboo rice, the seeds of bamboo. After the bamboo blooms, it will produce bamboo rice. It has many benefits, so feel free to swallow it." Mingyu replied.

After tasting a tube of bamboo rice, old man Murong began to beg for something thick-skinned again.

"Girl, do you still have this bamboo rice? Give it to your master." said Mingyu with a flattering face.

"No, you go to the bamboo grove to collect it yourself. Bamboos that are 100 to [-] years old will bloom and bear fruit." Mingyu said angrily.

In fact, this bamboo rice is very precious, but it is not impossible to find it in this era, so Mingyu directly refused.This old man not only wants his own wine, but also wants to snatch his own bamboo rice, I am not willing to use it myself.

Old Man Murong looked at Mingyu sadly.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. It's impossible to get it for nothing. I've already given you the wine. This time I'll exchange it for something, or you don't even think about it." Mingyu turned her head and stopped looking at Old Man Murong.

"Hmph, they're all a group of people who don't respect their teachers. Girl, can't you really be flexible?" After a few words of rigidity, the following softened.

In the words of Xiao Mingri, what a spineless person, how could he do this!
"Girl, girl, it's not like you don't know about my family background. Tell me, what do you want?" Old Man Murong said with pain in his heart.

I really want to bomb you because you have no family background, why should I bomb you if you really have no family background, Mingyu took out a list from her bosom and handed it to old man Murong.

"No, just exchange a catty of bamboo rice as above, see how many catties you can exchange, don't think about looking for it later, unless I take it out, you won't be able to find it no matter how hard you look, don't think I don't know you left last time Afterwards, all the bamboo rats will be taken away." Mingyu glanced at the guilty old man Murong and said.

"Hehehehe, the last time I was a teacher, I was afraid that I would not get used to the food outside, so I took a little, really only a little." He said and compared with his hands.

"One point? One point for fifty rats?" Mingyu said angrily.

Originally, after old man Murong and others had left, Mingyu suddenly wanted to cook with one or two dried bamboo rats, only then did he find that the dried bamboo rats had disappeared, and suddenly remembered that when he was packing their bags, old man Murong came in to look at them. After a glance, when he bid farewell to Cang Jiye and the others, Old Man Murong disappeared for a while.

And when sending them out, because they were all wearing rain ponchos, although old man Murong seemed to be burdened, Mingyu didn't care about it at the time, and only now remembered that he must have let him go.

(End of this chapter)